Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

Chapter 1132 Trapped Beast

Liu Baogui organized a photography competition, which was reported by many parties.

Nowadays, photography has become an industry with a threshold. It is not the case that if you are a journalist, you can't just take a few photos and have them published. It is best to pay attention to lighting and composition.

Some people praised Liu Baogui, while others cursed him behind his back, saying that he was a good-for-nothing and was making the photography industry more difficult.

Originally, the photography industry was an industry that only required a camera.

After the photography competition, Zhao Chuanxin disbanded the four small groups.

Zhao Songzhen cried and looked for her mother at first, but when she had fun and was asked to go home, she pouted and was unhappy.

This is the good thing about having many brothers and sisters.

But Zhao Chuanxin still sent her back to Hong Kong Island.

……

On June 6, Archduke Ferdinand and his wife participated in and directed military exercises in Bosnia.

The Serbian secret organization sent assassins to ambush in Sarajevo.

When Ferdinand and his wife were riding in a convertible into the city, the killer threw a bomb at them.

The bomb exploded, but Ferdinand was only scratched.

Ferdinand was actually a little scared, but he pretended to be calm, went to the welcome ceremony held at the City Hall, and then went to the hospital.

On the way, he was assassinated by the second wave of assassins, and Ferdinand and his wife died.

When Kaiser Wilhelm II learned of the assassination of Ferdinand and his wife on his yacht, he raised his arms and shouted: "1914 is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

Germany has long wanted war.

The militarists of the Austro-Hungarian Empire shouted: "Draw the sword and point it at Serbia!"

Britain was also prepared for war, even though there were many pro-German people within the country.

France and Russia hypocritically emphasized their close friendship, touted their brotherly naval and land forces, and expressed their loyal cooperation with the alliance.

The European kings have picked up their shovels and are ready to dig their own graves.

The lights in Europe are going out.

……

On his way back, Bai Lang had a fierce battle with Zhao Ti's troops and was wounded.

The weather is hot at this time, and wounds can easily become inflamed and ulcerated if not treated in time.

Fortunately, when he said goodbye to the young master, in addition to food, the young master also gave them a batch of medicine and taught him in simple terms how to treat his wounds.

Having said that, the Bailang tribe focuses on long-distance raids.

He had to ride a horse.

The wound will burst if the horse is bumpy, and it will recur and be difficult to heal.

In late June, he arrived at Jingzi Pass.

He thought that he would return to his hometown in Henan to replenish his troops and make a comeback.

However, as soon as they entered Henan, their subordinates left the team one after another, just as the young master had said, and no one could stop them.

As they walked, their men scattered along the way.

The army was no longer formed in a few days.

This peasant uprising team that had traveled across five provinces and was invincible suddenly disintegrated rapidly at this time, which caught Bai Lang off guard.

At this time, there were only a hundred people around Bai Lang.

Bai Lang was confused.

He could no longer feel the pain from his wound, and was even unwilling to treat it, walking along in a daze.

Seeing him like this, his direct subordinates advised him: "Didn't the young master in the northwest say that if we have nowhere else to go, we can go to Shandong."

This sentence finally cheered up Bai Lang.

He looked at his few subordinates and saw the eagerness to return home on their faces.

They didn't leave just out of loyalty.

Bai Lang smiled bitterly: "Everyone should go home. I can't go back, so I have no choice but to go to Shandong to wait for the opportunity as requested by the young master."

……

Zhao Chuanxin was practicing balancing skills in the small courtyard of his home in Lubin Prefecture.

He was wearing only a pair of shorts and was sweating profusely, and his originally fair skin was tanned a little.

Some movements cannot be practiced because there is a device on his left wrist and he is worried that it will affect Xingyue's "development".

Practicing like this was not fun, so after a while, he washed himself, put on his pants, and went to the shooting range to practice shooting.

He only used his right hand to shoot, firing more than ten Lugang M1907s in rotation.

After firing more than 300 rounds of bullets, he returned home and wandered back and forth in the yard.

Rebecca Levy came back just in time to see him looking agitated and asked him, "What's wrong, dear?"

Zhao Chuanxin took a deep breath and said, "It's nothing. Don't worry about me."

Having said that, he put on his clothes and went out.

Rebecca Levi was worried about him, so she called Yao Bing first after returning to the house: “Doubao, do you know what happened to your master recently?”

Yao Bing was at a loss: "Master's Wife, Master is fine, nothing happened."

Rebecca Levy thought of Zhao Chuanxin's look, and it was obvious that something was wrong.

She asked Yao Bing for Benjamin Goldberg's phone number and called him: "Benjamin, this is Rebecca Levy."

"Ah, Master's wife, do you have something to talk to me about?" Benjamin Goldberg was making a cylindrical device with Nikola Tesla, and he was talking on the phone with a mobile phone clamped between his face and shoulder.

Rebecca Levy asked the question again.

Benjamin Goldberg smiled and said, "Master's wife, don't worry, my master will be well soon. This may be a post-traumatic stress disorder."

Rebecca Levi frowned: "What is that?"

"He is just used to fighting. He feels uncomfortable when he suddenly stops fighting. Master's wife, you can understand it this way."

Rebecca Levy was incredulous: "How could anyone like fighting?"

Benjamin Goldberg was also at a loss for words: "Master's Wife, anyway, my Master is fine. I promise, he will be fine after a while."

"OK then."

After hanging up the phone, Benjamin Goldberg asked Nikola Tesla: "The first layer uses gunpowder to increase the initial velocity when launching. The second layer is propelled by a colorless particle stream. Theoretically, the direction of the missile can be controlled by changing the direction of the colorless particle stream. Now, Nikola, it depends on whether your radio remote control technology is up to standard."

Nikola Tesla said confidently: "Benjamin, you should worry about whether your device will have problems. After all, we don't understand how this colorless particle flow is generated and operates."

Benjamin Goldberg smiled proudly: "I have mastered the methods of cultivating living stones and silkworms. The Soul-Bewitching Lamp can be used to extract stinky oil in large quantities. Just wait and see. The Peace Academy will open up a new scientific route in the future."

……

On July 7, Zhao Lingjun and Yao Bing had their summer vacation.

In the past, Zhao Lingjun came to Lubin Mansion secretly.

Now, she returns to The Hague only once or twice a week.

"Brother, let's go to the Solon tribe to hunt with Badan'a."

Yao Bing knew what was going on: "No, the butler Ba Dang is very busy."

There was a parrot standing on Zhao Lingjun's shoulder and a half-grown wild boar at his feet.

The wild boar was not obedient and started to dig up the grass while walking.

Its body was quite clean, and Zhao Lingjun forced it to bathe and spray insect repellent from time to time.

Back home, Zhao Lingjun and Yao Bing looked at Zhao Chuanxin sitting in a recliner in a daze.

Zhao Chuanxin's eyes were empty and his face was numb.

There were fragments of the Spiritual Tablet on the ground next to the recliner.

Zhao Lingjun's eyes lit up, but she didn't care about that. She stepped forward and shook Zhao Chuanxin's arm: "Dad..."

It was a long, drawn-out sound.

Zhao Chuanxin's three souls and seven spirits returned to their places, his eyes became sharp again, and he turned his head to look.

"What are you going to do again?"

"Dad... do you have a new magic? Please teach me and my senior brother."

What's inside the divine consciousness chart are just the central control and true vision runes.

Yao Bing mastered the True Sight Rune, but Zhao Chuanxin couldn't learn it.

According to Xingyue, the younger you are, the easier it is to learn.

As for the central control rune, Zhao Chuanxin felt that it was not prepared for normal humans at all.

Few people can do two things at once, let alone three or four things...

Therefore, the old emperor of Rune City turned himself into a puppet in order to learn how to control runes.

The problem is that the stars and the moon are asleep, and without the central control and true vision runes, Zhao Chuanxin can't even teleport the Bronze Eye, and he can't control the Abyss M1913 to fire while driving the fourth-generation dragon.

There were two reasons for his anxiety. The first was that he could not learn the central control and true vision runes. He was unable to master them even after breaking more than ten pieces of spiritual consciousness tablets. The second was that Xingyue was still sleeping and showed no signs of waking up.

Xingyue spent more time with him than with his children and women.

Just like with the dead spirits, a certain bond has been formed. What if Xingyue can never wake up again? What if the fusion fails?

Zhao Chuanxin couldn't help but have wild thoughts.

"No new spells, Dad is just learning the dialect."

"I do not believe."

"If you don't believe it, forget it."

"father……"

Zhao Chuanxin didn't want to argue with her, so he stood up and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Zhao Lingjun gritted his teeth and said, "Dad is biased. He taught you two kinds of magic, but only taught me one."

At this point, Yao Bing took out a copper eye from his pocket and hung it around the fair neck of the little junior sister: "Junior sister, wear this."

"Humph, why are you wearing this? Are you trying to spy on me while I'm changing clothes? Senior brother, you really have no shame."

Yao Bing's face turned red, and he said hesitantly, "You are so reckless. I was just worried that you were in danger, so I could get there in time."

In order to match the True Sight Rune, Yao Bing even learned lip reading.

When Zhao Lingjun heard this, his anger turned into joy: "Really, Brother, you are so kind. If I am in danger, you must come."

Yao Bing immediately became alert: "Junior sister, you are not allowed to take risks deliberately, otherwise I will tell Master."

It’s really tiring.

At the same time, Benjamin Goldberg was flying in the sky and called Li Guangzong: "Uncle Li, I have something to discuss with you."

"You say." Li Guangzong attaches great importance to his eldest disciple Zhao Chuanxin.

The two are alike in some ways.

Benjamin Goldberg said: "Uncle Li, I think that with the murder of Archduke Ferdinand and his wife, war is about to break out in Europe. We have to make plans in advance."

Li Guangzong was slightly surprised: "Did your master tell you that?"

He thought Zhao Chuanxin had also told Benjamin about these things.

Benjamin Goldberg shook his head: "No, I calculated it myself. Uncle Li, you have to get the Xuantian Sect Judgment Group ready. The fight may start soon."

Li Guangzong was even more shocked.

Calculated?

Zhao Chuanxin's eldest disciple is so smart that he is almost a demon.

"What preparations are you making?"

So Benjamin Goldberg had a long talk with Li Guangzong.

After Benjamin Goldberg put forward a series of plans, Li Guangzong hesitated.

He said, "You don't know one thing. Your master has always been reluctant to go to Shandong."

"Why?" No matter how cunning Benjamin Goldberg was, it was impossible for him to calculate everything in detail.

Li Guangzong revealed Zhao Chuanxin's secret: "From previous conversations, I guess that your master has a very important person in Shandong who is probably not born yet, and he is very secretive about this."

Benjamin Goldberg was stunned.

Can it still be like this?

He finally understood why Zhao Chuanxin had been so anxious during this period.

Benjamin scratched his head.

After a long while, he said, "Uncle Li, Sun Gongwu and others are still fighting among themselves, and each of them is good at vying for power and profit. But when the war breaks out, the people have no one to rely on. Just wait and see, my master will definitely not be able to get over it. Instead of responding hastily at that time, it is better to prepare in advance now."