Take Taobao with you to another world

There was no one in the meeting room in the afternoon. A handsome young man with black hair sat in front of the long black table, lowered his head and wrote on the paper. While completing a card, he pressed two fingers on the paper and swiped forward. The card slid a certain distance and stopped. and lined up with the rest of the finished tabletop in an astonishingly precise order.

It's a sight that's pleasing to most eyes, but it doesn't take long before it's disturbed.One hand, with calluses and slight scars, wiped lightly on the table, and took away more than half of the cards.

Takla unfolded them like flower petals, and his eyes quickly scanned the contents above. Fan Tianlan still lowered his head, and the tip of the pen moved smoothly on the paper.

"He's meeting those people tonight," Takla said. "You and I are going to the dinner."

Fan Tianlan raised his head and glanced at him, the meaning of this glance was self-evident.

Takla laughed. He bent down and put his elbows on the table. The cards were piled up in his hand and pushed to the middle by him.

"National Madness," he said. "What's next?"

Fan Tianlan stopped.

"It's up to you to choose," he said.

"Our choice?" Takla asked, "Does it have nothing to do with you?"

Fan Tianlan held a blank card in his hand, and his voice was very calm: "What does it have to do with me?"

It was quiet.

Takla's entire upper body was pressed on the table, and he looked at him with slightly lowered eyebrows and sharper eyes than ever.

"You said it has nothing to do with you?" Takla said, "Does he know?" After a moment, "He knows." Takla replied himself.

He stood up straight, walked around from the opposite side, leaned against the edge of the table halfway, and looked at Fan Tianlan with cold eyes, "He knows. So he gave you these... homework."

Fan Tianlan did not answer.There is no need to answer this, it is between him and that person.

Takla put one hand on the table, looked at him for a while, and then laughed, "You are his most troublesome student."

Fan Tianlan looked up at him.

"Isn't it?" Takla said, "Aren't you walking faster than any of us? You have mastered the right 'method', and only you can follow him and see the 'world' in its full face. And You have enough time to see whether it will happen, and then the world becomes boring, although they are not very interesting, but before and after that, it is obviously completely different."

"Are ordinary people still in your eyes?" He asked Fan Tianlan.

The world looks different to everyone.For the vast majority of people in this world, the concept of "world" does not exist in their lives. Their whole life is fixed on a certain piece of land, working and resting, struggling for survival, and their life and death. The law is like the rising and setting of the sun, repeating the cycle, with little change.Maybe someone once looked up at the starry sky, but the brilliance of the bright stars often creates illusory and short-lived shadows of gods. The flame of pursuing the real ideal of the world has only flickered in the minds of very few people. The results of the efforts of those outstanding people may be able to illuminate A piece of history, perhaps annihilated in the darkness, is hard to see.Except for that man himself, before he came, no one would have imagined that there was such a force that could intervene in this world in this way—from billions of people, erupted like a crack in the ground, and cooled in history The crystallization of wisdom landed in a barren land, and the seed called "science" took root in a group of equally barren minds. Even though it is still sprouting and gestating, the future of colliding with the stagnant outside world will soon It will come, it is worth the wait.

This is the fundamental reason why Takla doesn't like Fan Tianlan.

Because of that person, he has found other meanings of life that are more worthy of his investment than survival, and the person in front of him still looks like a human being, but he already has an inhuman self-knowledge.He has already understood the things in the world, and there is nothing new about them. There is only cold knowledge hovering in his mind about the things in the sky, but there is nothing to touch.So no matter how many people respect and obey him, he still looks lonely, and only when he is by that person's side can he have real peace and tranquility.

It was far from being miserable, but it was enough to attract most of the other party's attention.

Takla thought about it, and then his expression changed.He laughed.

This is an almost tolerant smile of a mature adult.

He straightened up, walked over, and patted Fan Tianlan on the shoulder as he passed by, "What a brat."

Then he walked towards the exit of the conference room, pushed the door and walked out with brisk steps.Leaving Fan Tianlan alone at the table, there was a very rare expression on the face of this somewhat annoying companion who was always perfunctory and indifferent, and it could be summed up with only one symbol——

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When the imperial capital's envoys came to the human settlement, it was the border between day and night. In the red twilight, the evening wind blew across the fields. After a short rest, they changed their mounts to another steel monster. With the clanging sound of metal impacting, and soot and water vapor floating in the nose, under the guidance of the dazzling lights on the tall pillars by the roadside, we walked all the way to the place of bright lights in the distance.After countless neat and exquisite buildings far better than those seen in Sacher's original residence, the wide gray road continued to extend before their eyes. On the side of the road, which was as bright as the morning sun, there were occasional guards who seemed to be holding weapons. Some people would stick their heads out from the big windows of the tall houses on the roadside, watching them pass by.The curious faces that pass by range from humans to werewolves.

Finally, they stopped in front of a complex that looked like a palace.

The tall orcs got off the strange-looking mount, moved their stiff hands and feet slightly, and at the same time looked up at the huge monster surrounded by wooden fences.

This is the only place that has a clear boundary with other places. Although the wall looks very shabby, the ground of the square illuminated by the magic lamps still looks like soil, and the square can only be said to be slightly scaled, far less than the surrounding area. The huge square buildings around the square feel oppressive.However, the sense of oppression may be due to their darkness. Except for the street lamps, only a few windows are lit, but compared with other places that are shrouded in light, that faint light looks as malicious as the darkness.

The orcs recalled the rumors about the human magician again. Most of the rumors were about his power, and the rest described him as "thin and thin, looking like a mortal", and some described him as "like a nightmare in the night, just Eyes can reveal power and take people's souls"... Then, two black-haired humans standing in front of the wooden gate opened the way to them.

"The patriarch and the sorcerer are already waiting." The gray wolf who led the way said with a smile.

Some orcs in the messenger team exchanged anxious glances and wanted to speak, but they fell silent after the angry eyes of the lion clan in front warned them.Then they walked in equally quietly, passed two rows of low houses, crossed the dirt square, and advanced along the wide corridor under the pale eaves. There were exactly the same wooden doors and tall windows along the way, and the corners of some objects were revealed in the darkness. Gliding by the eyes of the orcs one by one.

In the end, they saw a brightly lit place, stepped into the entrance hall, and the darkness was immediately left behind. There were already several humans waiting in the hall. Just by looking at it, this group of orcs with extraordinary identities could tell that they were by no means simple people. .A tall and plump human woman stepped forward, showing a charming smile, and said in a low voice: "The journey is hard, everyone is welcome."

The leader of the Lion Clan glanced at her, but did not respond.His eyes flicked across the rest of the people one by one. Werewolves and humans who lacked strength were skipped by him. He glanced at a handsome and extraordinary sharp-eared human in the corner. Finally, it fell on the only man with short hair and slender eyes who was sitting on a chair with a half-smile, and then the other man stood up, paused, and the eyes of the Lion Clan turned with his gaze, and saw a door on the wall It was opened from the inside, and a group of people walked out.

The moment they appeared, everyone looked over.

No matter on what occasion, in what kind of crowd, these people will not be ignored by anyone, although the first to be noticed will be the two youths who look like human beings and have extraordinary appearances that can be seen in the world, but it is only one Looking at each other, the orcs from the imperial capital tremblingly confirmed the real "human magician" - those are not the eyes that humans or flesh and blood should have. With just these eyes, everything else about this person is irrelevant No matter how important it is.

And this man was walking towards them.

The envoys of the imperial capital endured the urge to retreat with great willpower, including the two tiger tribes, none of them dared to show hostility to him. The lion tribe at the front heaved its chest several times before it became hoarse before the other party spoke. Open the mouth: "I have long admired your name, a magician of human beings."

The other party smiled slightly, "Welcome, everyone."

He also uses the language of the orc, and his voice is very soft. If he didn't have such a pair of eyes, his expression would also be gentle, not like the black werewolf next to him, with a blank face and eyes... When he met the Lion Clan, Both seem to shoot swords out of their eyes, just like they did when they first met.But the Lion Clan quickly backed down. He remembered his reason for coming, and they didn't have an advantage.

"I've been waiting for you to come." Scar Nightmare said coldly, "Before that, let me treat you well."

Although his tone sounded like he wanted to have a fight with them, in fact, they were entertained with a sumptuous dinner, even if there was no music, singing and dancing, even the attendants were served by the participants of the banquet. The messengers still ate a lot.After the banquet was peacefully concluded, they were led upstairs to separate comfortable rooms.

When they woke up the next day, they cleaned themselves with clean water flowing from a pipe inside the room, and were taken to a large cafeteria by the gray wolves who lived here, where they received food among many humans and werewolves. After breakfast, leave here and go to a place where you can really talk about business.On the way, they saw more people, they were moving in the dirt square, in the corridor, on every floor of the building, behind those huge bright windows, the gloomy scene of last night was like an illusion, full of noise and vitality in the ear .Some people noticed them, but their curiosity was quickly interrupted by the round bell, and the emissaries saw the young humans and orcs rushing back to the rooms behind the windows. Everyone sat neatly behind the desk.

"What are they doing?" whispered one of the messengers.

"They're in class," said the sharp-eared werewolf walking ahead.

"Attend class?"

"Learn knowledge and be taught." When the gray wolf was speaking, some young humans also entered those large rooms, and they walked to the front of the low platform, and then all the people behind the desk stood up, a while The neat slogans startled the messengers.

When they sat down neatly again, Gray Wolf said: "They are just saying hello. We should have such respect for teachers who spread wisdom."

The Lion Clan looked at the werewolf squarely, "What is this place?"

"What else could it be?" The werewolf laughed, "This is 'school'."

They saw the magician again, in a very clean and bright room.The summer morning light outside the window reflects a little heat from the branches and leaves of the plants. Even with the foreshadowing of last night, the moment I saw that human being, the greasy food I just ate and the heat brought by a short walk became cool A chill ran down his spine.

"Please sit down," said the human.

The Lion Clan sat down on the chair that was separated from him. Only three of them chose to sit down like him, and the rest of the orcs chose to stand by the wall.

"I know you want peace talks." Scar Nightmare said, flicking the paper in his hand, "Anyway, you have no other choice."

The Lion Clan was silent.He said similar words to this demon wolf. At that time, they were still in the imperial capital. After the old patriarch threatened Scar Nightmare, he once persuaded the patriarch to "recognize your position and not overestimate your own strength", And revealed some news to him. Although it seems like a joke now, the Senate seems to think that this is a very useful friendship, and other members of the family quickly joined forces to put him in the position of the new patriarch.He actually didn't like to get the power that was destined to belong to him in this way, but he couldn't refuse it more than ten years in advance. He was not afraid of taking responsibility like some people in the imperial capital.Most importantly, he thinks there is still room for things.

"Someone made a mistake, and they were punished," said the Lion Clan at last. "You have also shown strength, and this strength can get you more for granted."

He quickly glanced at the human who was listening quietly, and looked at Scar Nightmare, "As the defeated, we will not do stupid things anymore, and as the victors, you should make demands so that we can redeem Back to the captives. I think we can make a deal, since you are still not interested in the seat in the imperial capital - this place has allowed you to live a higher life than anyone else, and those distant lands must not make you so eager? "

Scar Nightmare looked at him, and after a while, he laughed, "I'm really not interested in that location, not for those reasons. But the land, I now think they may be more important than I thought in the past value."

The Lion Clan pondered for a moment, "This is negotiable."

"Oh?" Scar said, turning to look at the black-haired magician beside him.