Half an hour ago, when everything had just begun.
London, the Astronomical Society Center Building. Unlike the busy decision-making room and command center, the lounge on the top floor was quiet.
This was originally a place for the representatives to rest for a short while, but London was attacked, and the Battle of the Worlds started so hastily, so the lounge was not as noisy as it used to be.
Only in the corner, a few elderly people were sitting at the table, basking in the sun.
Zoroastrian genealogy, Frozen Sea genealogy, Celtic genealogy, Assyrian genealogy, Silla genealogy … Representatives from various small genealogies or regions were drinking tea and coffee. They could faintly hear the noise in the conference room in the distance. When they talked to each other, they could not help but smile bitterly.
In the huge storm, there was also a slightly quiet corner.
Those who had no hope of getting on the stage and were not important did not want to stay on the scene to accompany others. Instead, they came to the lounge with some kind of escape tacit understanding, trying to temporarily escape from the complicated situation and the pressure of reality during a short break.
In the silence, there was the sound of the door opening.
"Everyone is here?"
Russell, who was late, walked in briskly. After leaving the medical room, he pretended to put a band-aid on his forehead to show his hard work and 'sacrifice' when facing the ruler.
He held the copper pipe and waved to the few people beside the table. "Can anyone lend me a light?"
"Mr. Russell, you're here too?"
The old man in front of the table turned around and was slightly surprised.
"Yeah, aren't you guys here too?" Russell pulled a chair and sat down. He found a more comfortable position and asked knowingly, "Can't you stay in the conference room?"
"It's too hard." The old man shook his head, causing the few people beside him to nod helplessly.
"Yeah, it's really hard."
Russell sighed softly. "Seeing everyone's confidence and enthusiasm, I can't help but feel ashamed and helpless when I look back at my own inaction."
"Celestial genealogy isn't going to get involved?" The middle-aged man with slightly dark skin asked.
"Who doesn't want to get involved? Unfortunately, I don't have that much capital. "
Russell smoked his cigar and thought of his students who were still in the abyss. After a moment of silence, he smiled bitterly and said, "I'm just a small man, and there are many things waiting to be done …
I'm afraid I won't be able to make it this time. Let's wait a few more years. "
"Isn't there a Mr. Huai Shi from the new generation who's pretty good?"
"Him? You're still too young. Train for a few more years. "
Russell waved his hand and said humbly, "There will be plenty of opportunities for young people to shine in the future. Didn't the Frozen Sea Lineage also nurture a Lady of Storms?"
"I've been hesitating recently, whether or not I should let Laura accept the recruitment and appointment of the Command Bureau."
The bearded man, whose skin was full of traces of sun and frost, shook his head and sighed. "I can't limit the future of the children because of my own selfishness … But when I look back and see the expectations left behind by the deceased teachers, I feel that I'm so useless that I can't even keep the seeds. How embarrassing is that?"
"Young people always have their own choices. Why don't you ask her? Besides, even if she's in the Command Bureau, she's still a member of the Frozen Sea Lineage, isn't she? "
Russell said a few words of comfort, and the other party just nodded slightly and continued to drink his whiskey.
Everyone was just complaining to each other. They didn't expect a few words to solve the problem. In the face of the Command Bureau's expanding and increasing power, any small lineage would intuitively feel the decline of their own influence and resources. If they didn't work hard to make some achievements, they might not have enough correction points to maintain one day. Even the inherited source books and the authority left behind by their ancestors would have to be sheltered under the roof of the Astronomical Association.
When that time came, they would lose their independence and simply become a subsidiary of the Astronomical Association, existing in name only.
Even if they had a fierce tiger in their heart, they would be limited by their own ability and foundation, unable to do anything. Or, they might as well be lying flat …
Materials, education, source books, miracles, alchemy, funds. In order to revitalize a lineage, there were countless things needed, but there were also risks and sacrifices.
Under the shadow of the Astronomical Association, in the cracks of the P5, not everyone had Russell's luck to be able to grasp the good cards left behind by their predecessors. Also, not everyone had Russell's determination to restore the glory of the past at all costs.
Now, when the curtain was slowly lifted, everyone could only sit below the stage and watch the important characters shine on the stage.
But happiness and sadness were other people's and never had anything to do with them.
Otherwise, they wouldn't have to sit here and bask in the sun at this time.
They could only hope that in the coming days, there would be a chance to stand out and win. Otherwise, decline and decline would be a distant and inevitable result.
"There's still a long way to go. There's no need to rush."
Luo Su took a puff of his cigarette and comforted, "Who knows, maybe a big surprise will suddenly appear in front of you, right? You have to have hope. "
"Then I'll count on your auspicious words."
The representative of the Frozen Sea lineage raised his glass slightly and drank it.
Thanks to Russell's explanation and comfort, the slightly dull and gloomy atmosphere in the lounge disappeared without a trace. Those who had no fate with the stage quietly basked in the sun and tasted tea and wine in this warm afternoon.
When everyone looked at the world outside the window, they spontaneously felt a sense of identity as they hugged each other for warmth in the wind and rain.
Wasn't this what friends were like?
They had to have been in the same situation before they could understand each other.
In this subtle and relaxed atmosphere, they reached a lot of cooperation intentions and consensus. It wasn't a waste of time.
When the cheers and noise downstairs finally reached upstairs, the short break came to an end.
"Looks like it's over." Russell raised his eyes slightly and looked downstairs, as well as the joy on the faces of the people running in the corridor.
"Yes." The person next to him nodded. "It seems to be a good result."
"Then let's go back." Russell got up, put out the fire of the cigarette, and smiled. "We have to offer applause and cheers for the heroes."
No matter what, it was time to go back.
However, when they walked out of the door and came to the corridor, they noticed the strange expressions of the people around them. That kind of strange look of shock and doubt gradually made everyone at a loss.
Quite a number of people actually took the initiative to nod their heads in acknowledgement.
"What's going on?" Someone asked in confusion. "Did we miss something?"
"It can't be a big deal, right?"
Russell walked in front and answered indifferently, "What is it, we'll know when we go back. Did we suddenly become the protagonists? "
This joke made everyone laugh out loud. After shaking their heads, they ignored such a ridiculous guess and walked in the direction of the central conference room of the decision-making room.
However, the further they went, the more they could feel the strange atmosphere. The reverence in many people's eyes was as if they were not a group of representatives who skipped work to drink tea, but heroes who returned from a journey.
And, why … everyone seemed to be looking at him?
Russell's heart sank, and he suddenly had a strange guess.
This familiar feeling of being cheated …
He subconsciously took out his phone, and before he could see the messages that were piling up on the screen in silent mode, he heard countless cheers after the door opened.
The unprecedented enthusiastic applause was like a wave, coming in their faces, causing them to be stunned in place. In this jubilant atmosphere, these bewildered and confused expressions made them seem like intruders who didn't fit in at all. They couldn't understand what was going on at all.
But before they could react, they saw the team led by the five major lineages walk up.
At the front, the skinny old man was stunned for a moment. Before he could say anything, he subconsciously squeezed out a smile and wanted to reach out his hand, but Feathered Serpent casually patted his shoulder and pushed him away.
Then, she went straight to Russell, who was quietly at the back.
She grabbed both of his hands.
"Brilliant, really brilliant!"
Feathered Serpent did not hide her admiration and admiration. "I'm afraid only Mimir can come up with such a strange plan, right? Luo Su, this time everyone has been ruthlessly tricked by you. "
"Yes." The archbishop congratulated him. "I didn't expect Celestial genealogy to have such a foundation and ability. It's really amazing."
"Such courage and bravery, as expected of the successor of the utopia."
A series of praises and compliments surrounded the dumbfounded old bastard. In this chaotic situation, he subconsciously glanced at Mystic Bird, who was not far away, holding a teacup and watching the show.
What the hell? What's going on? What the hell is going on?
Why don't I know anything?
The old man raised his eyebrows slightly as if he had understood something, and his expression instantly became very interesting. However, his lips opened and closed silently, and he mouthed the key words to help him out.
'Huai Shi'
In an instant, Russell's little hand trembled, and his heart skipped a beat. His eyes subconsciously darted around a few times, and after not seeing any obituary, he secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
Then, under everyone's respectful and passionate gazes, that slightly dull expression seamlessly connected with some kind of ambiguous and mysterious smile.
It was as if he was holding the pearl of wisdom and had a card up his sleeve.
"Aiya, you flatter me!"
Russell waved his hand reservedly and inadvertently touched the Book of Destiny in his arms. "It's just a small matter, I'm just doing my part.
Aiya, I watched that child Huai Shi grow up. He has been promising since he was young, and now he has finally made some modest achievements. As his teacher, I'm really honored … Aiya, Celestial genealogy has always been like this. We suffer first and enjoy later. As the saying goes, we are willing to sacrifice and contribute. There's nothing to say. This is our duty. There's no reason to spread it everywhere!
Everyone, look at me. Am I not very normal? I'm used to it, I've long been used to it! "
Thus, he skillfully touched the feathered serpent's hand and shook it vigorously.
Although he didn't understand what was going on, it was right to act cool!
However, when he turned around and saw his little friends who were lying flat together with him, he couldn't help but smile crookedly.
"Sorry, I was just talking nonsense. Everyone, please don't take it to heart."
It was just like the dog in class who said every day that he went home to play games but got full marks at the end of the semester. When he held a script and went on stage to speak, he revealed a simple smile that could make countless people below the stage grit their teeth.
"People still have to be motivated. Look, as long as you work hard, there will always be gains. You have to have hope in your heart! Right? Right? Right? "
Finally, he waved his hand and said goodbye to the brothers who he had just met. Russell turned around and joyfully hugged the enthusiastic applause.
Friends?
No more friends!
.
.
At the same time, in hell, in the deepest part of the dark abyss.
"Excuse me, have you seen my friend?"
Fu Canguang held the photo in his hand and showed it to the grotesque hell creature in front of him, "She's lost. This is the one, small, wearing a white dress, about this tall …"
He gestured at the position of his chest and looked at the monster in front of him with anticipation.
"She should have just passed by here a few days ago. Do you still remember?"
Under the thunderous roar, the monster that had long been turned into charcoal twitched and twitched. It glared at the lunatic with grief and indignation in its eyes. Finally, it breathed its last.
Dead.
In silence, Fu Canguang got up helplessly, turned around, and looked at the corpse-strewn hell behind him.
He couldn't help but look up at the sky and sigh in a daze.
I can't make it in time!
That no-show … Where did she go?!
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