After the global recovery I crossed

Part of Chutian’s palace is open to the public, and part of it has become the residence of royal family members and functional buildings such as receiving foreign guests.The Fish Playing Lotus Leaf Terrace is a complex of buildings in the palace. It used to be a royal garden where the empress often visited. In modern times, it has been an important place for foreign affairs activities.

It was early summer when Pope Gaspard visited. Half of the lotus in the pond was in full bloom and half was closed. A few dragonflies were sitting on top of the lotus.The afterglow falls on the eaves of the imperial palace, and occasionally birds fly by at low altitude, and the sense of historical precipitation that belongs to Chutian permeates people's hearts.

The prince was very puzzled when Salian II called out his secretary's surname, but he didn't say much, and only ordered Wenqin to stay with Louis temporarily.

At this time, the prince and Gaspard were at the forefront, followed by Zhao Lue and Wen Qin, and finally other officials of Chutian and the bishop of Lorraine.

Passing a low bridge, Zhao Lue reached out and touched the lotus flower that was close at hand, and the lotus flower trembled like a frown on a face.Seeing that he loves these lotus flowers, several service staff wearing embroidered skirts standing far away showed sweet and polite smiles.

The atmosphere is so good, the scenery is so beautiful, it is impossible to see that the emperor just died a little far away from here, Zhao Lue had a whim, and asked Chen Kele: [Can you compose poetry? ]

Chen Kele was silent for a while, and said: [Coincidentally, I actually wrote a poem here thousands of years ago. ]

Chen Kele said quietly: [The lotus leaves are boundless blue in the sky, and the lotus flowers are red in the sun. ]

Zhao Lue laughed, feeling that Chen Kele was shameless: [You are Yang Wanli from another world? ]

[Chen Wanli can't do it, Chen Bai'an is okay. ]

[Baian? ]

[My words. ]

[Harmony for a hundred generations, no disease and no worries, a hundred years of peace and never leave your smile, it's great that your parents got it. ]

Chen Ke paused, with a low voice and a smile: [You took advantage of me. ]

Before Zhao Lue realized that he had chosen the word, Gaspard, who had taken a few steps ahead, stopped because of his stop.

Gaspard turned around, walked to Zhao Lue, stretched out his finger, and cut off the root of the lotus.

The slightly crimson petals stood against the slender fingers covered with a layer of shimmer, and it was impossible to tell which was more beautiful for a while.

Gaspard handed the broken lotus to Zhao Lue's hands, but the moist aroma of the petals was not as sweet as Gaspard's own.

"What you want, I'll get it for you," he said, pointing his finger down.

Zhao Lue thought that he was going to hold his hand and even lead him away, but in the end, he just broke up with a touch and turned back to the prince's side.

Zhao Lue twirled the innocently broken lotus, walked across the bridge, and heard Chen Kele say: [I used to read poems here, but Qingqing went away. ]

The lotus-leaf stage where fish play is close at hand.

Chen Kele said again: "She used to hold a banquet for thousands of old people here, and three thousand white-haired people drank happily in the court, and she drank alone to relieve her sorrows and sorrows."

"Your Highness Louis?" Zhao Lue was softly called by Wen Qin's side.

Zhao Lue stepped across the red carpet of the state guest platform, and when he turned around, there seemed to be a red-clothed empress, with eyebrows like emerald feathers, muscles like suet, golden threads on her temples, and beautiful lotus flowers, quietly standing on the bridge, looking forward to shine.

Zhao Lue asked Wen Qin a question: "Is Chutian's royal family the descendants of humans and orcs?"

Wen Qin led him to sit on the guest table in the middle of the front, and replied softly: "Yes."

"It's always been? Both the empress and the first emperor?"

"Yes."

"What race is the orc blood of the royal family?"

Wen Qin pointed to the flag in front of the state banquet. It was the national flag of Chutian, with man, beast and dragon on it. "Naturally it's a dragon," she said.

Looking at the flowers in his hands, Zhao Lue always felt that the blood of the royal family should not be dragons, but something else, for example, flowers...

"Is there any flower family?"

The service staff stepped forward gently and introduced the five cold dishes on the table to the distinguished guests.

"They are like flowers." Zhao Lue said.

Wen Qin was startled, and noticed the embroidery of lotus flowers on the skirts of the service staff, thinking that this Salian II of Lorraine really liked lotus flowers.

Noticing Zhao Lue's scrutiny of the embroidery, the service staff also stepped forward in an orderly manner and replaced the vase on the table with fresh lotus flowers with dew.

Wen Qin replied: "Your Highness Louis, orcs are just beasts, not vegetatives. The Chutian orcs include horses, elephants, rabbits, sheep and other land beasts, but there is no flower race."

She whispered: "Chutian also has the water clan, but there are no bird orcs. When Chutian and Lorraine established diplomatic relations for the first time, the royal family at that time even thought that the angels of Lorraine were the missing feather clan among the Chutian orcs. Two countries are not far apart but know nothing about each other's existence, yet there is a wonderful connection and complementary differences between the two, no wonder they can form a world."

At the beginning, she was still talking as a Chutian person, but later on she revealed her identity as a player.

She is not sure about Zhao Lue's identity at this time, after all, there is no one named Louis on the list.Although Zhao Lue abruptly called out her little secretary's last name, she was still full of doubts. Her "eyes that see through the essence" instead made her guess that Zhao Lue was a high-ranking player.

Wen Qin never thought that she was the only lucky person. She was able to become the secretary trusted by the crown prince. Why couldn't others be the successors that the Pope valued?While pouring wine for Zhao Lue, she felt the symbol of her luck——

As a spectator player, she draws a card character at one time. According to the rules, the card character is a random one of all the creatures she has come into contact with. She is so lucky that she doesn't even know when she came into contact with this character.

Accompanied by a very thin dragon chant that only the players could hear, the ground of Chutian capital began to tremble slightly again.

The Yuxi Lianyetai was as stable as before, and the glass next to Zhao Lue's finger, together with the wine poured by Wenqin, did not shake at all.

On the ranking list, Wen Qin's name started to rise again, but this time the rise was not fast.

The host of the arena said: "You have occupied a recruitment point. Your card character [Nanjing Black Dragon Legendary Protoss] has opened a new feature: the ancient capital of ten dynasties, the dragon veins floating in Beijing. You can use this feature in the capital city , prerequisite: Occupy at least ten recruitment points."

Wen Qin was overjoyed, and subconsciously glanced in a certain direction of the palace.That's where the only recruitment point of the palace is located. It was attacked by a white-haired angel a few days ago. Under her [eyes that see through the essence], it is now unoccupied.

Louis glanced at her, took the glass that was poured with a layer of wine, and said, "Don't you know?"

He took a sip, and the red wine stained his bloodless lips slightly red.

Wen Qin watched him push the silver hair of the shawl back, and suddenly approached the wine glass persistently, and the breath with the sweet smell of wine hit her ear.

His wine-like voice slowly penetrated into her skin, making her legs go limp like drunk:

"The voice of the host can be heard in the center of the world."

——The center of the world knows the nature of this world as an arena for players.

That is to say...

Wen Qin resisted not raising her head, only then did she feel the cold gaze of Pope Gaspard of Lorraine diagonally across from her.

The coldness and stinging pain made Wenqin feel that the pope's green eyes would condense into hard diamonds and cut her sanity.

The so-called center of the world must have power beyond legend.

Above the legend, is it world class?

She heard the voice like a demon continue to sound low: "The existence that is about to become the center of the world, such as an heir like me, can also be faintly heard."

— That's why Louis can guess the M word!

Wen Qin choked for breath, thinking of this, she also thought of another person.

Prince Chutian, who is about to ascend the throne and become the emperor and the center of the world.

Prince Chutian frowned, the sword energy surrounding Dianqi's eyes surged unconsciously, and did not point at Wenqin, but left a sharp reflection of contemplation.He looked at Wen Qin, as if he was deciding whether Wen Qin, whom he had trusted so much, was a traitor who wanted to be executed immediately.

Just when Wen Qin couldn't bear the pressure and was about to fall, Zhao Lue stood up and stretched out his hand that was not holding the wine glass to support her. Wen Qin felt that the Pope's gaze was even colder.

Zhao Lue only left one sentence: "Since the world center is so powerful, why did Chutian's former world center, Chutian Emperor Lin Haiyan, die so easily?"

Wen Qin was taken aback, and the answer flashed across her mind.

——Because it was a collector of the Foundation who made the move.The collector, Dr. Lin, owns many of the Foundation's most dangerous possessions.

Dr. Lin is active in the arena as [spectator player Lin Xingtao].

Wen Qin glanced at the leaderboard hastily, and confirmed the word [Lin Xingtao], and his points were still changing.

But in the next moment, her expression changed.

The leaderboard is not [spectator player Lin Xingtao], but [participating player Lin Xingtao].

The collector is dead?Why didn't Arena announce the death of his season [-] winner to the world?

The collector has so many contained items, even if it is against the Lord God, it is impossible to die silently, right?

If the collector dies, those contained items that he kept in a special way...

All containment breached.

Just like unraveling a dusty memory, Wen Qin thought of a treasure that collectors regard as a treasure.

It is said to be a real god.Wen Qin once looked at it secretly, but as a result, she only saw countless twisted and chaotic flesh balls and heard the terrifying screams that shocked the whole world.

Collector praised the beauty of the distorted god in a passionate tone, and caressed the white granulation sprouts flying out of the sticky flesh amidst Wenqin's creepiness.

That is the existence of [SUA-015] that remained in the Foundation after containment failure. Some people speculate that it is the lone traveler in Appendix A who has been walking for ten years. Because the doctor's memory is fuzzy, it is impossible to judge, but the doctor insists that this disgusting can't see The thing that wraps itself in a mass of rotten flesh out of shape is a god that humans should worship and pay homage to. The doctor happily gave it a super long name, and abruptly exchanged places with the original SUA-003:

[SUA-003 Crazy Plague, Harvest Lord of Life, Love and Hate of Gods, Bright and Lovely Seraph]

[SUA-002 Dogecoin Master God] is only in front of it.

——Is it a coincidence that the seraphim is facing the god of Lorraine?

"Aren't you hungry?" Gaspard's soft voice brought Wenqin back to her senses.

Originally there were only three people, so the position of sitting wide open changed because Louis got up.

Louis and Gaspard sat close together. Gaspard refused the help of the service staff and was peeling a king crab with his own hands. The tough but soft crab meat was stripped of the hard shell and exposed in front of Louis. plate.

Gaspard's expression was gentle, but Winqin saw keenly the trembling of his fingers, which was exactly the same as the trembling when Louis inserted his fingers into his hair before. She thought it was a weak, euphemistic, unwilling Heartbroken resistance, looking at it now, Louis propped his chin in silence, his blonde and silver hair was blown together from time to time, and a strand of golden hair was slenderly lying on his slightly raised little fingertips, binding them.

It was clearly excitement and uncontrollable madness.

Winqin suddenly understood that maybe the reason why Pope Gaspard stared at her so coldly was because of her disrespect and arrogance, because she was blasphemy and too close to God.

— God, as she saw with her eyes on the red carpet.

She was thinking that the god of Lorraine was a seraphim, and the reason why the god abandoned this world was simply because the god was stored away.

When the Collector died, the containment failed, and God found the Pope who was waiting for Him, but he was too weak to remember, and was boldly and selfishly kept by the Pope in another identity.

That's right, that's it.Today's Wen Qin also felt that she had seen through everything.

The author has something to say: Chen Kele: She has been staring at the king crab on your plate, she is hungry.

Zhao Lue: Then what?

Chen Kele: I'm hungry too.

Zhao Lue: Me too, so I started.

Chen Kele: Did you know that as a guest, you were treated to dinner at your own home, and you were just screaming hungry at the door.

Zhao Lue: Chen Kele, you learn from others.

Chen Kele: What, follow him to peel crabs for you.

Zhao Lue: You can't talk about food.