Zhang Zian subconsciously straightened his back because he thought that Cleopatra VII was pressed down, but when he took a closer look, he was no longer in the palace of ancient Egypt.
This … Wasn't this the Forbidden City?
He saw Vladimir for the first time in the Forbidden City, and the architectural style of the Forbidden City was too obvious. Whether it was the palace or the square, they were all big.
Suddenly changing from the style of ancient Egypt to the style of ancient China, the difference was too big.
He was standing at the door of the Hall of Supreme Harmony. Compared to the palace, he was as small as an ant.
"I … Where is this?"
A woman's voice suddenly sounded next to him.
He looked sideways. "…"
Cleopatra VII was standing behind him, even more confused than he was.
She still wore a golden crown and a royal robe, but her face, lip color, and skin color had all returned to normal. She looked very healthy, and it was impossible to tell that she had just faced a crisis of death.
She looked down at her whole body in disbelief, especially the part of her left forearm that had been bitten by a poisonous snake. There were no teeth marks at all, and her skin was the same wheat color as the rest of her body.
She touched her neck and head again. Everything was normal.
"This … Is this a dream? Or is it two thousand years of magic? "She looked at Zhang Zian, stunned, waiting for his answer.
"It should be … a dream."
Zhang Zian was not used to such an abrupt scene change. Zhuang Xiaodie's work was getting simpler and rougher. Couldn't she make a quiet, gentle transition into the dream world?
"Welcome to my world."
Zhuang Xiaodie's voice sounded at the right time.
Countless butterflies of different colors swarmed in and flew to the front of the Hall of Supreme Harmony. They gathered together like a tornado, twisting and rotating.
A vague figure appeared in the butterfly storm and slowly became clear. The colorful powder from the butterfly's wings condensed into her skin, hair, and clothes.
Zhuang Xiaodie slowly stepped out of the butterfly storm, and the butterflies scattered.
Zhang Zian secretly cursed. No wonder the scene change was becoming more and more perfunctory. It turned out that she had put all her energy into her own appearance animation …
Cleopatra VII was completely dumbfounded.
She had never seen such a magical scene, and she had never seen such a beautiful woman.
Zhang Zian was already used to it, and he was not surprised that he could understand what she was saying. After all, everything could happen in dreams.
He noticed that Zhuang Xiaodie had changed her clothes again. This dress was mainly in gold and red, with a large number of gold threads and complicated embroidery. It looked graceful and elegant, faintly royal.
"As a woman, I appreciate you very much. I can't bear to see you die in vain, so I invited you to my world as a guest," Zhuang Xiaodie said.
"Hehe …"
"What are you laughing at?" Zhuang Xiaodie looked at Zhang Zian indifferently.
"Nothing much … I'm just having fun."
Zhang Zian was full of complaints, but he didn't dare to spit them out. For example, what the hell did she mean by they were both women? Aren't you a butterfly?
He had no choice. How could he not lower his head when he was under someone else's roof? It wouldn't do him any good to expose her, so he just pretended not to hear it.
However, Zhuang Xiaodie and Cleopatra VII did have some similarities. They both had a strong interest in mathematics and science, but the latter was limited by the times and was usually entangled with government affairs. She did not make any achievements in science that could be passed on to future generations.
Cleopatra VII, as a queen, calmed down after a short panic. She looked at Zhuang Xiaodie, especially at the special shape of the clothes on the latter.
"Thank you for your generosity. Are you also a friend of Fina? Can you tell me your name? "she said.
"I can only be considered a friend of a friend. My name is Zhuang Xiaodie, and this is my world." Zhuang Xiaodie signaled Zhang Zian with her eyes, asking him to explain to this new guest.
"Wait a minute. Before you invite others, can you ask for my opinion first?" Zhang Zian pointed at his head. "This is my head, after all."
"Oh, then excuse me. Can I invite her to come?" Zhuang Xiaodie asked with a perfunctory attitude.
Zhang Zian said, "… Forget it. Since you are already here, I will not argue with you."
He understood that it must have been at the moment when their foreheads touched. Zhuang Xiaodie connected his brainwaves with Cleopatra VII's brainwaves. Although it was only a short moment, it was enough for her to copy the latter's memory and consciousness into his mind.
He heard that the human brain is only developed by 3% or 5%. Anyway, most of the brain's potential is dormant, and there is enough space to accommodate more things.
There seemed to be no other peaceful solution to the tense situation just now, so he could only acquiesce. There was no point in resisting. He just hoped that Zhuang Xiaodie would not "invite" others to his brain again and again.
He told the ins and outs of the matter to Cleopatra VII as easily as possible.
"So, I am still dead after all …" she murmured. "Now, am I still me?"
Zhuang Xiaodie smiled approvingly. "You can think of this. It is brilliant. I really did not read the wrong person. Now, you have inherited all the memories and consciousness of the original you, and your body is exactly the same as the original you. What is the difference between you and the real you? The original you is already dying. If you want to live, you can only live in my world in this state. "
"Then …" Cleopatra VII wanted to ask if her children could also enter the world like this, but she knew that her children had been strictly guarded by the Roman army. There was no chance at all. So, she sighed and changed her words. "Can I still see Fina?" she asked.
"You have to ask him." Zhuang Xiaodie threw the question to Zhang Zian.
"It should be … possible." Zhang Zian muttered in his heart. Can human brainwaves and cat brainwaves be connected? At most, it will be transferred through Famous's Imagined Landscape.
"In addition, I can tell you that your son will die in the hands of Octavian, but your daughter will survive. My condolences."
Since she could no longer leave the dream world, it was not a big deal to tell her the rest of the history. Bringing her to the dream world was indeed a good way. It would not change history, and it would appease Fina.
"I see. Thank you." She thanked him dejectedly. This was already much better than she had expected. At the very least, her daughter was able to survive, which was already a blessing in disguise.
"Now I will show our guests around. You can go back."
Zhuang Xiaodie suddenly swung her long sleeves toward his face. He instinctively leaned back, trying to dodge, and then he woke up.
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