Time flies like an arrow and the sun and moon shuttles like a shuttle. This unit is a little too big, but it doesn't stop me from sighing at the passing of the beautiful time.
Just as we were busy ridding the world of evil, saving the world, maintaining peace, and protecting the citizens of Fantasy Village, the joyous Carnival was quietly coming to an end. Sandora and I rushed back to Fantasy Village without even finishing our farewell dinner (Actually, I had already finished my meal, but Sandora thought that she wasn't full yet). In the end, we could only face the painful situation of the last day of the Carnival.
At this moment, I hated the unequal flow of time between worlds. Only a few days had passed, how could the Carnival end just like that … Oh, indeed, a few days had passed.
The various activities during the Carnival period had already come to an end. Today was basically the day for the visitors of the various worlds to pack up and return to their respective homes. The fifteen days of the Carnival had allowed them to indulge in all sorts of addictions. The miraculous experiences that were rarely seen in their own world, and even those that only appeared in literary works, as well as the miraculous lives that they had heard from their friends in the Brotherhood World, made them feel that even after experiencing the Carnival for half a month, they still felt that it wasn't enough. They even hoped that this kind of Carnival could continue. The organizing committee had indeed received quite a number of proposals and similar documents from the Macro World. The majority of the people were all suggesting that the Carnival should not end at all, turning the City of Shadows into an eternal Carnival Paradise, or even a true "Heavenly City". Regarding this, Shallow Shallow raised both her hands and feet in agreement. However, Sandora and I had no choice but to treat it as a beautiful fantasy.
Normally, it was already so ridiculous. If we were to celebrate the New Year every day, how many Town Security officers would die just because of the group of people under my command? When that time comes, the main army of the Empire would have to specially allocate a division to form the Town Security!
However, although it was the end of the day, it was still the carnival period. Some of the venues were slightly deserted, but it did not affect the festive atmosphere in the City of Shadows. The visitors of the Fantasy Village had arrived in Avalon yesterday. Under our personal guidance and Artemis's guidance, they had a general understanding of the environment of the "mystical base camp" of the Empire and were extremely satisfied with their new home. That night, many monsters who urgently needed accommodation were teleported over through the World Gate at the Boli Shrine. After registering, they settled in the town next to the Fairy Forest (the unnamed town had now been temporarily named Monster Territory. I don't know who came up with this name, but it definitely didn't take more than a second for the person who came up with the name). Many curious monsters began to wander around the City of Shadows, curiously looking at the strange and dazzling scenery of the "other world," grabbing the tail bones of the carnival, enjoying the novel life and lively atmosphere they had never seen before. Basking in the glory of her shrine and identity, Boli Ling Meng also took this opportunity to become a tour guide. Using her experience of working in the City of Shadows, she led her fellow villagers to wander around, seemingly intending to take advantage of this opportunity to make a killing. During the carnival period, the flow of people in the City of Shadows was already astonishing. The population density of the bustling streets had reached a level that would make any statistician angry. Thus, the sudden appearance of this group of monsters quickly disappeared into the vast sea of people. They were obviously new faces and rookies, so they did not attract much attention. In short — —
Starting from 7: 30 in the morning, the number of missing adults and children received by the City of Shadows' neighborhood committee began to skyrocket.
I always felt that this girl Ling Meng's appearance in this world was to pull down the average moral integrity of the people of the Great Empire. Couldn't she do something good for me once in a while?
In addition, considering that it was impossible for me and Sandora to personally bring all the immigrants from Fantasy Village to sightsee, the tour guides that Artemis had previously organized had already begun their work. The subsequent residents of Fantasy Village would be guided by them to familiarize themselves with this world. Today was their first day on the job. I didn't know how the Heroic Spirit tour guides, who were led by spearmen, would turn out to be, but the case of Cuchulin and Leonidas that Artemis told me yesterday seemed to be a little reassuring. Perhaps, when an individual was extremely unlucky, their mission might turn out to be a blessing.
Based on my personality, even though it was a pity that I wasn't able to enjoy myself during the Carnival, but after completing such a physically and mentally exhausting expedition, it seemed more worth it to be able to lie down at home and rest for a day. After all, 'the head of state needs rest' was one of the few reasons I could reasonably skip the closing ceremony speech. However, things didn't go as I wished. Early this morning, when I had just slept past 8 o 'clock, I was dragged out of bed by a certain energetic girl. The reason was that I had to accompany her to go shopping.
Shallow Shallow resented the fact that she could only spend so many days alone during the Carnival. It wasn't easy for her to have such a joyous festival with great difficulty, but she couldn't fool around with her lover. Knowing this, even though the soul in the depths of my heart was still yawning, I still happily followed Shallow Shallow out.
That's because I knew that with this girl's personality, if I were to show any signs of fatigue, she would definitely pout her lips and ask me to go home to rest. Even if I felt wronged and regretful, I would still do so. Despite her thick nerves, Shallow Shallow was a kind-hearted girl who knew how to care for others. It was just that she was usually too simple-minded and couldn't pay attention to the situation around her.
I held hands with Shallow Shallow as we walked through the bustling gathering. Other than Jingle, who was currently eating her third candy after the meal, there was no one else following us. The two of us were just like the most ordinary young couple as they weaved through the crowd. No one would be able to guess the shocking identities behind these two people. Along the way, we watched street magic, roadside circuses, bought barbecue, ate candied haws, blew balloons, played with air guns, enjoyed the billiards tournament organized by the Bibolu tribe and the Zenith Star (I really felt a pang for those big metal balls, their interests were just too weird). We even bought two sugar figurines from the sugar figurine seller, Kaios. Towards the end, I faintly felt as though I wasn't accompanying my lover to go shopping, but rather, I was bringing one of my daughters to play. Coming out with Shallow Shallow, it really made one feel as though one's youth would last forever.
After strolling for a while, we arrived at an area where the flow of people was obviously less, and we stopped.
The reason why the flow of people here was low was because it was the territory of the Forgotten Ones of Azeroth. Under the propaganda of the Empire, the citizens of the Macro World actually didn't reject the Undead. However, to be honest, this didn't mean that ordinary people could accept living together with a bunch of skeletons, zombies, and ghosts. During the Carnival period, the flow of people in the Forgotten Ones' arena was always relatively low. Other than performance artists and curiosity enthusiasts, as well as visitors from worlds that didn't even have humanoid creatures, there were very few other races that came to visit.
Of course, for the Forsaken who were feared by everyone in the past, described in all textbooks as heinous, cunning, bloodthirsty, vicious, and often robbed, killed, robbed graves, broke up families, destroyed marriages, polluted the environment, bullied female students, deflated their bicycles, and put caterpillars in their teachers' chalk boxes, it was already very difficult for them to live a life where they were no longer ostracized by others and had many living friends. They were originally a race that could endure loneliness. Although there were very few guests in their field for the 15 days of the carnival, it did not affect them from enjoying the joy of the festival. For example, they would take off their ribs and soak them in ionic calcium water, plant some mushrooms on the Abomination, throw their arms out to tease the zombie dogs, and so on. These were all very good side activities.
I think I know why the flow of people here was so low.
Ahem, anyway, what I wanted to say was that I met a familiar 'person' here, even though I didn't recognize him at first.
It was a tall and bony Undead wearing a loose cloak that was commonly seen in Azeroth. Looking at the exposed head, it was a skeleton. Beside him was an extremely skinny and shriveled zombie. What made Shallow Shallow and I stop in our tracks was that the little zombie was actually wearing a brand new dress. Undead rarely paid attention to their appearance, because in theory, their appearance would only become uglier and uglier. However, this little zombie had obviously been meticulously dressed up by someone.
This strange pair was standing in front of a stall that sold cave mushrooms, a specialty of Gloom City. The former was leading the latter to learn about the different types of mushrooms, as though they didn't hear the people behind them.
A blurry name floated in my mind, becoming clearer and clearer due to the strange combination of the two Forgotten Ones in front of me. Finally, I spoke uncertainly, "Zaken?"
The tall skeleton in front of me, who was leading the little zombie to learn about the different types of mushrooms, shuddered. I could hear his first to twenty-fourth ribs knocking against each other. Then, he slowly turned around, and I finally saw his face — damn it, I still didn't recognize him. You couldn't blame me. In this world, the only people who could distinguish between two skeletons by looking at their faces were medical graduates or dead people. I was neither of them.
However, this didn't affect my ability to confirm his identity. The fact that he responded to my greeting meant that he was indeed the Skeleton Warrior named Zaken. He was the first Forgotten One that I had met when I was leading Anveena around Tirisfal.
I recalled the unforgettable days in Circle City where I had to deal with health problems such as air pollution and declining water quality, as well as the hot-blooded Skeleton Warrior named Zaken, who lived with his soulless zombie daughter.
I had always thought that he was dead. Before the war of salvation, the Forgotten Ones had suffered great losses due to Varimasasi's early betrayal. When Sylvanas risked her life to escape from the city, the surviving warriors around her couldn't even form a standard army. Zaken was just an ordinary Skeleton Warrior, and he stubbornly brought his soulless daughter with him. Logically speaking, it was impossible for him to survive that kind of battle.
"But luck favored old Zaken, Your Majesty." The Skeleton Warrior's chin clicked back and forth. A small box tied around his neck produced a hoarse but clear synthetic voice. "Nina and I escaped from the 'sewer' that you mentioned. We buried ourselves in a collapsed tomb that had been checked by the ghouls. We only returned to the surface after the war of salvation began. We were rescued by a human patrol team that had infiltrated deep into the enemy's territory. Old Zaken participated in the war of salvation and only lost one and a half ribs. "
I noticed that Zaken raised his head proudly when he mentioned that he had participated in the war of salvation. This was an action that every warrior who had survived the meat grinder on the battlefield of the war of salvation would do. Even if they were only responsible for cooking back then, they would still be regarded as legendary heroes who had saved the world. Not to mention that this old skeleton had most likely clashed with those mutated demons on the battlefield.
This unexpected encounter made me feel a little emotional. I remembered that when I first met Zaken, it wasn't a pleasant encounter. I even broke quite a few of his bones with a kick. Now that he had become one of my people, I couldn't help but lament that my eyeballs were playing tricks on me. The little zombie next to Zaken stood there blankly. Her pair of yellow and swollen eyes stared at me without blinking. This was Zaken's daughter. Back then, she was also Zaken's' vocal cords' when he spoke. Even though she didn't have her own consciousness, the old skeleton had always treated her as if she was still alive. He would proudly announce to everyone that his daughter was a good child who could do many things for her father. In the blink of an eye, two to three years had passed. Zaken was already using the Spiritual Harmonic Electronic Vocal Cords produced by Empire's Yangming Home Appliances. This little zombie had probably completely become the old skeleton's follower.
I had to admit that it was really difficult for me to have any thoughts of concern for a zombie. However, Zaken obviously treated Nina as his own. Noticing my gaze, the old skeleton reached out his hand and gently pressed on the little zombie's head. The latter's stiff expression didn't change, but it blinked its eyes out of reflex.
… It blinked its eyes!
I immediately looked at the skeleton in front of me with a strange gaze. If my memory wasn't wrong, this little zombie had long lost her soul due to her weak spirit. 'She' could only move around because of Zaken's mental control. Since that was the case, Zaken still controlled Nina to make her blink her eyes in response to him. Had the long period of psychological oppression finally caused the great father to have a mental deviation and become a twisted daughter complex? This world was really too scary.
"Please don't look at me like that." The old skeleton shook his head. I couldn't see the expression on his high-calcium face. However, his tone was a little depressed. "Nina, call him His Majesty."
The little zombie was stunned for a moment. Then, she slowly opened her mouth in a hoarse voice, "Your Majesty."
I looked at Zaken with an even stranger gaze.
"Cough cough, Your Majesty, actually, I wanted to say that Nina is recovering her memory …" The old skeleton said in an awkward but unconcealable tone of joy. "Her soul is returning!"
"This is the best gift that old Zaken received after his death. My Nina is returning … Yes, her soul is recovering. This is the grace of the Goddess! After the war in Keplu Star District ended, the Undercity welcomed Archbishop Liliana's Temple Knights. They were invited by the Queen of Darkness to help us solve the problem of the undead's decay. However, there was an accident at that time. Of course, now I think that it was the will of the Goddess guiding us. A drop of holy water fell on my Nina's head! At that time, I was scared out of my wits. I thought that my weak daughter couldn't withstand such a surging life force. She was purified into a cloud of smoke by the Divine Power of Life, but … "
"Then, she regained her consciousness?" I was intrigued by this inspiring story and asked anxiously. However, I didn't dare to tell him that the so-called holy water was actually the product of Jingle's bathing water diluted a hundred times.
"No, the situation wasn't that good at that time, but that night, I realized that Nina would gradually approach me without my command … I don't know what happened, but the archbishop guided Old Zakon. She said, 'Follow the Goddess, and I'll guarantee that you'll have a good life, power, and money. You won't even need change to save a bicycle.' I felt that this was the Goddess making an exception for an undead creature. From then on, I believed in the Goddess of Life …"
At this moment, I was shocked. With a gaze that was close to worship, I began to baptize Zaken with my gaze. This was the victory of a certain black-bellied priestess. That magical girl had actually developed a believer among the undead! Furthermore, she had used such a deceitful method …
"I began to pray to the Goddess. As an undead, I begged the Goddess of Life to grant her daughter a new life. The Abomination next door kept mocking my abnormal faith. It said that one day, I would be burned to death by my own faith. How could the holy Goddess of Life bless a dirty skeleton? Unless she had the leisure to travel through the void to bless a pile of mushrooms in a cave. However, the next day, the Abomination's body was covered in mushrooms. Thus, I prayed even more resolutely. This was very effective. Every time I finished praying, my Nina would become a little more lively. Her soul was gradually being restored by the power of the Goddess of Life. The two years of devout worship did not go to waste. I received the best reward in the world: Nina could call me daddy again. I have to say, this time, she learned much faster than when she was young. Haha … "
The skeleton soldier laughed in a hoarse voice. Although it wasn't pleasant to listen to and was mixed with a large amount of noise, it was definitely the most sincere voice. The little undead beside him still had that dazed look on his face. Occasionally, he would shake his head, not knowing what to do, as though he didn't understand why his father was so happy. Looking at the undead father and daughter in front of me, I didn't know why, but I suddenly felt a sense of satisfaction.
No matter what, it seemed that my hard work had really helped quite a number of people.
However, I suddenly thought of a rather important question. Although I knew that this question was a little deceitful, I couldn't help but ask out of curiosity, "That, Zaken, may I ask, when you were praying … did you add your name and address?"
Zaken was momentarily stunned. "Ah? Name and address? Why did you add that? "
At this moment, I didn't know if I should tell him that in theory, Nina's recovery had nothing to do with his prayers. This was entirely due to that drop of holy water that was just the right amount and was still producing its residual heat …
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