In the private room of the Chez Terroir Restaurant, Xia Pingan was enjoying black truffles and drinking Romanee-Conti while talking to Mr. Curie.
At this moment, Mr. Curie's face was extremely solemn, and his voice was trembling.
As the person in charge of the Popular Front, Mr. Curie obviously did not need anyone to explain to him what had happened in the East African country, the Gondaru Republic. He was very clear about the seriousness of the matter.
"… Mr. Roan, you're saying that the Manbinay incident might repeat itself in Paris, and the Demon Eye might use those nuclear materials and the skeletons in the catacombs of Paris to summon the demon spirit monarch with evil magic?"
"Unfortunately, I'm afraid so!" Xia Pingan put down the knife and fork in his hand and took a sip of wine. "I've received news that the Fire Country has informed the French government about the situation in Paris. The summoners of the Great Fire Country gathered in the 11th district will not enter the catacombs of Paris because there are summoners of the Demon Eye in the catacombs. You've seen the ability of the summoner of the Demon Eye. The catacombs are like his back garden, and he can turn all the skeletons into his warriors. It's too dangerous for summoners to enter the catacombs, and the summoners of other countries will not take such risks for France and Paris. If the Popular Front can't do anything, reminding the people to evacuate might prevent more casualties in the future!"
Xia Pingan was retreating in order to advance and speaking to Mr. Curie with the attitude and tone of a bystander.
"Is there no other way?" Mr. Curie asked.
"You'll have to ask the French government and the European Parliament about this. It depends on how much sacrifice and effort they are prepared to make to save Paris!"
"The relationship between Paris and the government is relatively stiff now. Before the government completely recovers its leadership of Paris, I'm afraid it won't invest too much in us. The government will take the opportunity to negotiate with us and make us yield. By the time the bureaucrats fully react, Paris will probably be in ruins. The politicians and quarrelsome members of the European Parliament will only throw the problem to the French government and pressure it. If the French government doesn't handle it well, they will jump out and stand on the moral high ground to condemn it. I know too well what those people will do …" Mr. Curie said with a frown.
"I'm sorry. After all, this is a matter of life and death. I have no reason to ask the people I know to rush into the catacombs to be heroes!"
Mr. Curie held his cane and paced around the room anxiously with a frown. He suddenly turned his head, and his eyes regained their determination. "Mr. Roan, can you help us? I know that Mr. Roan is very powerful. If Mr. Roan wasn't at the scene today's cemetery cemetery, the consequences would have been unimaginable............. of course, we'll not let you take such a risk.. if you wasn't there, you........ you, if you wasn..... s.. if you..... was..
.. "I know some powerful and mysterious summoners!" Xia Pingan smiled slightly. Finally, the 'dagger was revealed'. Although the internationalism spirit was touching, Xia Pingan was not prepared to become a selfless internationalist soldier at this moment. To some extent, the stronger he was, the more hope there would be for the humans in this world. Therefore, this was not a case of leaving them in the lurch, but of guiding the situation. My greed is for the sake of all mankind, Xia Pingan thought to himself. Then he said, "As long as you can provide enough remuneration, I'm willing to go in with them and try. I can't guarantee the results, but I can guarantee that we will be worthy of your remuneration."
They were virtual characters of Xia Pingan. People would misunderstand that he had many companions and friends, and no one would doubt his strength. After entering the catacombs, who knew what would happen inside? He just had to search the catacombs and kill the summoner of the Demon Eyes to prevent the Demon Eyes from succeeding in their scheme.
Mr. Curie immediately perked up and took a deep breath. "It's a very fair proposal. What does Mr. Luo An want in return?"
"Realm beads, all kinds of realm beads, the best and the rarest. According to the realm beads you can provide, I can organize some people to provide you with the corresponding help!"
"This will take some time. The People's Front doesn't have many realm beads. I have to discuss with the leaders of the other organizations in Paris. After seeing the corpse change in the cemetery today, I think those people already know the seriousness of the matter …"
"That would be best!" Xia Pingan gently wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin and stood up. "If you decide, hang a string of yellow balloons on the iron tower, and I'll come here to find you. It's best to be quick because I don't know how long those people from the Demon Eyes will take to set up in the catacombs …"
"Understood!"
…
Under the respectful escort of Mr. Curie and Gabriel, they sent Xia Pingan directly to the entrance of the restaurant. Then they watched as Xia Pingan took a few steps in front of them and gradually disappeared like a bubble melting into the darkness.
A sense of awe surged in their hearts.
"Sir …" Gabriel looked at Mr. Curie with a slightly bitter smile and a trace of doubt on his face. "We don't seem to have realm beads. We had people try to fuse with the previous realm beads, but they have all been used up. They also failed several times, and two people died …"
"No, Guy, we must have them. We must have them no matter what!" Mr. Curie looked at the sky and took a deep breath of the cold night air. His eyes suddenly became colder than the night sky. "Those gentlemen must sit down and talk to me. And our government. The government is also obligated to do something for the people of Paris in exchange for our forgiveness for their previous betrayal. If they can't do it, then we will go to hell with them …"
…
When Xia Pingan returned to Emily's villa, he found it empty. Only Emily's dog, Ba Tu, was guarding the house. Since Emily joined the patrol team, Xia Pingan felt that she had become busier and busier.
At the sight of Xia Pingan, Ba Tu ran towards him while wagging its tail. Xia Pingan took out a sausage from his space-teleportation equipment and fed it to Ba Tu. After stroking Ba Tu's head, Xia Pingan came to the underground shelter.
After opening the matrix plate habitually, Xia Pingan let out a long sigh of relief as he took out the three realm beads that he had obtained today.
After a long day, he didn't have time to fuse with the realm beads until this late at night.
Xia Pingan first took out the realm bead of dancing at the sound of the rooster. After dripping his blood on it, he was soon surrounded by a light cocoon.
The realm bead of dancing at the sound of the rooster told the story of Zu Ti. It was easy to fuse with this realm bead. All he had to do was wake up early and diligently.
In just a few minutes, the realm bead was easily fused with. Xia Pingan's divine power limit had reached 8,203 points. He was getting closer and closer to the Seven Sun Realm.
Next, Xia Pingan began to fuse with the realm bead of the orphan of the Zhao Clan. For those who were familiar with the history of the orphan of the Zhao Clan, it wasn't difficult to fuse with this realm bead. There were many tragic characters in it. Xia Pingan just didn't know what role he would play in it.
…
In the realm bead of the orphan of the Zhao Clan, Xia Pingan opened his eyes and saw an old man with a long beard kneeling in front of him. He looked at him with an extremely solemn gaze and asked directly, "The Lord already has an orphan, but Tu Anjia wiped out the Lord's entire clan. If he doesn't find this orphan, he won't let it go. He has already searched the entire city for babies under six months old. Only the two of us can rely on the Lord's flesh and blood. Cheng Ying, what do you think is more difficult to fuse with the orphan or to die?"
Xia Pingan looked at the old man in front of him and heard his words. He knew that the old man was Gongsun Guojiu and that his current identity was Cheng Ying.
"Dying is easy, but fusing with the orphan is difficult!" Xia Pingan replied.
The old man smiled. His expression was calm. "The Zhao clan's previous ruler has treated you well. Just do the difficult thing, and I'll leave the rest to you. I'm old and useless, so I'll just do the simple thing!"
Xia Pingan looked at Gongsun Guojiu's face and bowed deeply to him …
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