I understand the ancient gods' contempt for "oath", it can indeed be called a path of blasphemy.
Not only does it blaspheme believers, it even blasphemes God.
Of course, judging from the fact that they have imitated the operations they originally despised many years later, this method is obviously more convenient and efficient than belief.
Heal yourself by accommodating tools and then using your authority to define concepts and collect them.
Almost all the oaths I have encountered so far have this routine.
As for the Dragon King, judging from the puzzle piece on the ground, his concept of holding tools is probably "scales".
All those who, within His blessing, make the "gesture" of grabbing their three umbilical cords, are accommodated by Him in the concept of scales.
Not only does it make up for the shortcomings, but the more tools you have, the more dazzling it becomes, which is really a great idea.
Of course, this does not change his current embarrassing situation.
He was living on his last breath, so that he only had one chance to take action every year. After finally becoming a tool, he was still a top-notch young man.
Even if I want to clean up the door, I am still blocked. It is really frustrating to the extreme.
If I had known that such a day would come, I wonder if this person would come to the world and do this kind of anonymous operation.
In addition, there is another question here. This year's attempt to prevent the return of the Dragon King was a perfect success. What about next year?
Without the troublemakers, it seems that it will not be difficult for him to develop tool people again. Will he have to do it again when the time comes?
I hope the warehouse has a grasp on this and doesn't let itself do such boring things.
[Today’s work tasks have been completed and you can now leave the warehouse. This week’s work progress is 4/4]
At the prompt, Fu Qian put down his rolled-up sleeves, picked up another weapon and a bronze headband from the table in front of him, and then put on the messenger.
…
After watching the morning sun and watching the sunset, there is a different feeling.
Unexpectedly, he appeared in the research tower and looked outside through the small window.
I still remember that it was midnight when I left last time. This vacation at home took quite a lot of effort.
Of course the harvest is worth it.
And if Liu Shuang could give himself more surprises, it would be even more perfect.
Weighing the bronze ring in his hand, he put it on his head again with great optimism before paying it off.
It's still garbled, and it hasn't changed in any way since moving to this world.
Of course this doesn't mean there aren't any exceptions.
After wearing the headband and observing the sky for a while, Fu Qian came to a conclusion - either his sense of direction was reversed, or the gorgeous scenery outside was not the sunset, but the morning glow.
Rich previous shuttle experience has proven that the time on both sides is still very consistent, so theoretically this cannot happen.
what reason?
As a professional, Fu Qian has never been good at doubting himself, so the conclusion is simple - the world is wrong.
Okay, the first step of derivation is successfully completed, then the second question - who made the world wrong?
…
Fu Qian finally stood up, but he was not in a hurry to make an enemy of the whole world. He didn't even go downstairs to open the door to check. Instead, he continued to walk up the stairs on the side.
Speaking of which, since I became the owner of this special laboratory, this is the first time that I have reached this level.
It is spacious but cannot hide its magnificence, and the solemn atmosphere everywhere seems to remind people of the scene of ancient scholars in serious clothes, frowning and thinking hard.
Amidst the crisp sound of the stone steps, Fu Qian finally reached the top of the research tower.
The amber spire, which looked impressive from the outside, is no longer as transparent and luxurious as before, and looks as pale as wax at first glance.
It's weird and depressing at the same time.
Even the gold decorations around it dimmed.
"It's really not an ordinary laboratory."
While talking to himself, Fu Qian's eyes fell on the side of the spire. The golden patterns with special beauty gathered here to form a dial, which reminded people of the Star Clock Tower that they had just seen.
Both are even broken.
The angle of the pointer in front of me is obviously changing, but the pendulum connected to the dial is not moving.
But if the time on the hands is correct, then it seems like there is really a morning glow outside.
After a brief observation, I thought for a moment before paying, and then directly fiddled with the pointer in front of me.
And as he moves, the angle of light from the window nearby is also changing rapidly.
At a certain moment, my hand sank, and the pendulum below actually started to move without any warning.
When Fu Qian let go of his hand, everything around him seemed to gradually regain its luster, and light soon shone in through the spire again.
It seems that it is not the world that is turned upside down, but time.
He came to a conclusion silently, and the next moment he snorted coldly and held up the bronze ring on his head.
"I want to see who dares to mess with my things!"
…
He didn't stay on the top floor for long. He quickly walked downstairs before paying, and finally turned his back to the main entrance, sitting quietly and waiting.
It turns out that impolite people are not impolite again.
Within a moment, a rhythmic knock on the door came.
"Please come in."
He didn't even turn around and shouted casually.
When they heard his voice, the people outside seemed to hesitate for a moment, but after a few seconds, the door was firmly pushed open.
Only then did Fu Qian turn around and look at the two figures entering the door one after the other.
Classmate Ji Liushuang, who was walking in front, was obviously a little shocked by his appearance. The calmness he had tried to maintain suddenly wavered.
"Sooner than what you said in your letter."
Before paying, he didn't feel any embarrassment at all and nodded slightly at her.
"Try to move forward as much time as possible."
This comment seemed to make Ji Liushuang relax and stare straight at Fu Qian's face. The next moment she smiled gently.
"I thought I wouldn't be able to see you again this time."
...Aren’t you here to volunteer? What kind of fuss is this thousand-year-old gesture!
Taking into account the exchange between the two, especially Ji Liushuang's demeanor when he said these words, Professor Lisa, who was originally looking for a good show, couldn't help but want to yell out.
"It's really close, but sometimes things are so wonderful."
Fu Qian nodded, gestured to Ji Liushuang to sit down, and glanced at her shoulder that had been shattered by his own air bullet.
"Not even close?"
"A little bit."
This simple care made Ji Liushuang's smile brighter, of course, mainly because of the honesty behind it.
"Why did you bother Professor Lisa to bring you here? You found the wrong address?"
Fu Qian seemed to have remembered the giant snake girl at the side at this time, and nodded again as a greeting.
"I came here by myself this morning."
Ji Liushuang smiled and shook his head.
"Earlier just now, Professor Lisa came to see you. After finding out that you were not there, she asked me if I was interested in visiting her place." ()
This chapter has been completed!