After drinking the tea, Ling Ping'an became a little depressed.
What if he couldn't drink such delicious tea in the future?
What a pity!
It was a pity that the girl from the old communist family hadn't come for a few days.
Calculating the time, it should have been half a month, right?
Ling Ping'an didn't quite remember.
Other than having a bad sense of direction and being confused about numbers, he was also very confused about dates.
Time, to him, was like a tangled mess.
This was very normal!
After all, his life was simple and boring.
He got up on time, opened the door on time, did business on time, played games and wrote on time.
He repeated almost the same things every day.
He didn't have any friends or enemies.
He just won by lying down and waiting for death.
Naturally, his concept of time was extremely weak.
If it weren't for the fact that the central finance ministry of the Federation would give him money and allowances on time every month, he probably wouldn't even know what year it was.
In any case, ever since he graduated from university, he had no concept of dates. He would even forget his own birthday and needed his aunt to remind him regularly every year. Even when he came back to celebrate his birthday with him, he would be surprised. What? My birthday today? Why is it my birthday so soon?
The chaotic sense of time sometimes even made him think that he was still very young.
Many times, when he woke up from his midnight dreams, he felt like he woke up from his bed when he was a child.
It was as if at that moment, he overlapped with his childhood self.
Sometimes, the moment he woke up, he would feel as if he saw his future self.
Just like that, day after day.
He didn't care about time anymore.
In fact, he didn't even care about everything around him.
He should eat and sleep.
His greatest ambition in life was to eat and wait for death, to win by lying down and waiting for death.
Of course, sometimes, there would be some hypocritical moral sense and illusions.
Thinking of this, Ling Ping'an leaned against the chair. He slowly closed his eyes and softly recited Su Dongpo's famous line, "I mourn the fleeting moment of my life, I envy the infinity of the Yangtze River, I carry the flying immortals to travel, I hug the bright moon to the end..."
As he recited, the entire bookstore slowly rose and fell.
It was like a living creature, and also like a heart that was beating slowly.
He closed his eyes and sighed, "The Great Wall of China is still here, but I don't see Emperor Qin from back then!"
He opened his eyes and was stunned.
"Who... wrote this?"
He forgot!
It should have been written by a famous person, right?
Therefore, he didn't take it to heart. He just felt a little curious. Why did he remember such a poem?
Hmm?
What was the front gate again?
He scratched his head and thought hard. Finally, he remembered.
"A thousand miles of books is only a wall. What's the harm in giving him three feet?"
"The Great Wall of China is still there, but I don't see Emperor Qin from back then!"
"Good poem!" Ling Ping'an savored it and praised.
However …
I can't remember who wrote this.
He used his phone to check, but couldn't find anything.
Therefore, he roughly understood. He must have seen it when he was reading books in the library when he was in university.
This was very normal!
Before the Federal Empire was founded, the country had experienced decades of war.
It was unknown how many ancient books were destroyed and how many poems became anonymous.
If no one promoted these poems, they would be forgotten.
It became a nameless poem lying in the library.
Even if its quality was very high!
… …
Wang Jingcheng left quickly and returned even faster.
When he came back, Han Li and Xiao Ai were talking in the room.
From Xiao Ai's words, Han Li roughly understood the structure of the so-called "multiverse".
It was a crystal wall system.
A crystal wall system with swords and magic as its main melody.
It was also a crystal wall system with faith as its main melody.
The gods worked tirelessly for faith, just like how the demons of the Abyss and the devils of Hell would do anything for souls.
The gods had their divine kingdoms. The divine kingdoms were what they relied on and also the home of their believers.
Of course, there were also gods whose divine kingdoms were not in the astral realm.
The Abyss, Hell, the mechanical realm, Mountain Paradise, and so on all had gods.
When Wang Jingcheng pushed the door open, Han Li and Xiao Ai were talking about the story of the fallen Netheril Empire.
"The floating cities that the arcanists of Netheril raised finally fell one by one under the attack of the Ferlin magic sunflower. Only a few floating cities escaped into the Shadow Realm and the mechanical realm..."
"The glorious Great Arcanist civilization, the most brilliant civilization in the multiverse, disappeared just like that..."
"Humans have once again become livestock raised by the gods..."
"They have become cattle and sheep that provide them with the power of faith..."
At this point, Xiao Ai was also filled with emotion. "No one knows how those Ferlin magic sunflowers appeared..."
Han Li moved her lips.
She knew!
Mr. Amur, when traveling in the world of the Great Arcanists, heard their heroic words, so he gave them a test.
The Ferlin magic sunflower came into being.
If the survivors of Netheril knew about it, what kind of expression would they have!
At this moment, the door opened.
Wang Jingcheng, who was carrying a secret safe, walked in.
"Colonel Han Li, this is what you want..." Wang Jingcheng handed the safe to Han Li.
Han Li nodded. "Thank you, Minister!"
Then, she pressed the button of the safe. With Wang Jingcheng\'s help, she entered the password and opened the safe after fingerprint authentication.
The items inside were revealed one by one.
First, it was the top-grade cerulean spirit tea, 50 grams!
This kind of spirit tea was made by picking the new buds of the cerulean tea tree at dawn and stir-frying it with its hairs.
It was the best quality of cerulean spirit tea!
The global production might only be 100 grams a year!
That was half of the global production in a year!
There was a reason why the production was so low!
Because, although there were many cerulean tea trees, there were very few that sprouted at dawn.
There were even fewer that could be accurately discovered, picked in time, and preserved.
Generally, in a cerulean tea garden, there were hundreds of tea trees, and they might not even be able to successfully pick a bud in a month!
There was no other way!
The buds of the cerulean tea tree would grow into tea leaves a few seconds after they sprouted.
If it was too late, it would be the tea leaves, not the top-grade cerulean spirit tea.
Naturally, the effect of this kind of spirit tea was also excellent.
According to research, it was several times better than ordinary cerulean spirit tea in terms of refreshing, restoring spiritual power and physical strength, and calming the mind.
What was more important was the taste. The taste of this kind of cerulean spirit tea was incomparable.
It was known as the king of drinks!
Han Li held it in her hand and weighed it in her hand.
She laughed.
The owner of the bookstore in the fog loved tea very much. He would like this gift.
Then, Han Li picked up another item, which was wrapped in bamboo strips.
It was a plant\'s root shaped like a lion\'s head.
Han Li looked at it and touched it with trembling hands.
"Shangqing ginseng!"
"I can\'t believe I found it!"
"Yes!" Wang Jingcheng also sighed. "We\'re lucky... Originally, this kind of spirit ginseng had already understood human nature. It would seek good luck and avoid evil. It also knew how to escape through the earth and was hidden in the ruins of the deep mountains..."
"But two months ago, when we recovered the three states, we accidentally obtained these two precious ginseng!"
Shangqing ginseng was a legend after the catastrophe.
Legend had it that in the land of the three states in the old years, some ancient plants that had been extinct had been resurrected.
Among them, there was a kind of codonopsis that grew a lion\'s head and could actively avoid people and danger.
Legend had it that as long as one could eat it, no matter what kind of injury it was, it could even extend one\'s life, and it even had the effect of rejuvenating one\'s youth!
Therefore, it was named\ 'Shangqing ginseng\'.
It was actually an immortal ginseng!
Unfortunately, this thing had always been heard of.
Usually, after being caught, it would be eaten. No one would be willing to leave such a treasure for others.
This time, it was also because the United Nations Security Council had specially paid attention to such a treasure and opened a reward box. They had only obtained these two under the heavy reward.
Han Li put down the ginseng in her hand and looked at other things.
Five immortal peaches...
Ten illusory spirit mushrooms...
There were also clumps of gray fungus.
These fungus were the most worthless of all the things.
However, Han Li had specially asked for them.
Because she felt that the owner of the bookstore would definitely like them!
Gray spirit fungus.
That was its name. As the name implied, it was a kind of gray fungus that grew on spirit wood.
This kind of fungus had no other effects.
It only had one specialty: refreshing, crispy, and versatile.
She put all these things in a bag.
Han Li looked at Wang Jingcheng and saluted, "Minister, I\'m going!"
"Okay!" Wang Jingcheng nodded and was full of anticipation. "Colonel Han Li, take care!"
"Okay!" Han Li picked up her bag and said to Xiao Ai, "Xiao Ai, you stay here. Minister Wang will take care of you..."
Xiao Ai asked in confusion, "Han Li, where are you going?"
"I\'m going to a place to offer these gifts to a great and benevolent existence..."
"I hope he likes it..."
"Then, allow me and my people to obtain the protection of his servant..."
"And obtain his help to defeat the Abyss!"
Han Li did not want to hide this from Xiao Ai.
Xiao Ai\'s eyes lit up. "Han Li, can you take me there?"
Han Li lowered her head. She remembered that last time, it seemed that the owner of the bookstore had asked about her brothers and sisters (people).
"I don\'t know..." Han Li remembered the terror in the fog.
Those who did not get permission to enter without permission.
No matter how strong they were, no matter where they came from, they would definitely die!
That was because there were countless terrifying monsters in the fog!
They were the guards of the owner of the bookstore.
They were the cleaners who cleaned and the guards who protected the door.
During the tribute that day, Han Li had seen with her own eyes how careful and fearful those terrifying tribute teams were in the fog.
Even those things did not dare to act rashly in it.
Not to mention Xiao Ai?
Han Li understood that once the owner of the bookstore did not like Xiao Ai, Xiao Ai would be turned into a pool of blood in minutes.
"Then let me try!" Xiao Ai said. She pleaded to Han Li seriously, "Please! Han Li! "
The angel of the sky-piercer clan could vaguely sense that this might be an opportunity to completely change her fate!
"Alright..." Han Li looked at her. She also wanted to do a test.
To test the reaction of the fog to outsiders.
Of course..
Han Li said to her, "If anything goes wrong, I tell you to run, and you run immediately..."
She, who was in the fog, more or less had a little face.
After all, the owner of the bookstore still cared for her.
The master of the Deep Space Starry Sea and the silver key still thought highly of her.
Therefore, she might not be able to bring Xiao Ai in directly, but it was still possible for Xiao Ai to have a chance to escape.
Insert a perfect copy of the book-chasing artifact, the old version of the source-changing app -- the source-changing artifact.
Xiao Ai nodded.
Wang Jingcheng, who was at the side, was confused.
But in his heart, he quietly remembered everything.
… …
The evening imperial capital was dyed red by the setting sun.
Walking in the thousand-year-old temple at the peak of the mountain, Li Shouyi suddenly turned his head and looked to the west.
"Another god is awakening..." he said.
Now, he had already broken through his own barrier and stepped into that mysterious realm.
He had a premonition that if he continued forward, he would step into the true mythical and legendary realm.
Naturally, his perception of the world, especially such a strong psionic power perception, was very sensitive.
He carefully savored the psionic power ripples caused by the sudden awakening of the god.
There was a hint of domineeringness in the holiness, and there was a hint of greed in the domineeringness.
There was no doubt that in the myths and legends of the land of Qin, there were only a few gods who could match such divinity.
"Inform the embassy in Vienna to pay close attention to the situation of the various temples in the land of Qin..."
The land of Qin god system was divided into three.
The Greek gods, the Odin god system, and the 'Lord' who was still firmly believed in by the people of the land of Qin.
That Lord had never woken up.
However, one of the angel kings under him had woken up.
Since two hundred years ago, a trace of this archangel\'s consciousness had been guarding the Church of Bone. He did not care about the world, and no one knew what he was doing.
Legend had it that the Faran Emperor knew something.
But he did not reveal it until he died.
After all, Faran was taking care of his filial son, but he still had filial piety.
The other person who knew was the Habsburg of Vienna.
Thinking of Habsburg, Li Shouyi laughed.
After the hundred-year war, the land of Qin, under the attack of the Faran Emperor, began to integrate under the guise of the Holy Roman Empire.
Unfortunately...
No matter how they integrated, it was still the same Shenluo.
It was neither holy, nor Roman, nor was it an empire!
In the past two hundred years, generations of talented and bold Kurfürst had tried their best, but they were still unable to unite the entire land of Qin.
Of course, this was thanks to the 'help' of the Federal Empire and Britannia.
But...
The biggest reason was that they were in a state of disunity!
The scattered land of Qin had always been like this since ancient times.
Faran, Prussia, Habsburg, Franco, and Sicily were all unyielding.
Therefore, a hundred years ago, the northern countries finally could not take it anymore and simply announced that they would withdraw from the Holy Roman Empire.
They even found the faith of their ancestors.
The temple of the Odin God System was rebuilt.
Thinking of this, Li Shouyi suddenly asked the person beside him, "Your Highness the Eldest Princess... when do you plan to hold the National Fellowship Party?"
Compared to the matters of the land of Qin, Li Shouyi was naturally more concerned about that person.
After all, even if that 'Lord' woke up, there was no need to worry.
An awakened God did not have a long-term faith to protect him. Once he made a move, he would become a piece of meat on a sticky board!
However, in the Federal Empire, there was a powerful ancient God who was unimaginably powerful. He did not need faith at all and could attack without any restrictions.
Regarding his matters...
No matter how careful he was, it was never too much!
"Next month!" Eldest Princess Rouan said with a light smile.
Li Shouyi nodded and suddenly asked, "Your Highness... do you know something?"
He looked at the Eldest Princess.
The relationship between the Imperial Family and the Ling family was not simple!
More than two hundred years ago, the ancestor of the Ling family, Ling An, had specially entered the capital and submitted his resignation letter and memorial.
After that, the Jingchu Ling family changed drastically.
Most of them disappeared.
However, there was a branch of descendants that migrated to Guangnan. Twenty-four years ago, the descendants of this branch returned to their ancestral land and gave birth to the current ancient God.
That was all the information that the Blackguard had on him so far.
However, Li Shouyi knew...
Before the Blackguard discovered that ancient God, the Imperial Family had already noticed him.
Considering that the ancestor of the Ling family was a distinguished guest of the Imperial Family after the recovery of the spirit aura, the concubines of the high sect had a close relationship with him.
Eldest Princess Rouan chuckled.
She did not answer Li Shouyi's question. Instead, she pointed ahead, "Commander-in-chief... we've arrived at the Zijin Temple..."
Li Shouyi raised his head and saw the plaque of the temple in front of him. He smiled, knowing that the Princess would not say anything.
Thinking about it, it made sense. If the Imperial Family did know some things and clues.
Then they would definitely not say anything!
They could not say anything!
There was a mysterious force protecting that person.
Those who knew would know, but those who didn't know would never know!
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