Chapter 263 My Heart is Eternal (Part 2)
Although faith is just an eternal empire, two eternal empires are better than one choice. Fang Xin still wants Xiao Bing to develop into the sixth level here and open up the kingdom of gods.
Moreover, in addition to this meaning, the Kingdom of God itself also has merits, which is to carry the soul.
Moreover, Fang Xin wanted to break this material eternal empire because he wanted to go further. In essence, not everyone likes to crawl on a long and dangerous road. Many people would choose this kind of free life that can live for hundreds of years.
Therefore, even when you reach the world of holy path, the Eternal Empire (King of God) has meaning - this is provided to those who do not seek to make progress.
But it must be clear that some people choose the Eternal Empire as their choice, and if they don’t have any choice, they will establish the Eternal Empire, and the nature will be completely different.
Xiao Bing is not a child, so she will naturally choose to deal with it. The fifth-level soul already has the characteristics of a divine spirit, so I guess there is no need to worry about being discovered.
A month later, Fang Xin received a notice and obtained an official position of 18th level and was appointed as an official position in the city logistics department. He was welcomed by a man in his thirties, who was considered a boss and a seventeenth level official position. He was very polite and led him to an office.
This office is independent, with screens and networks.
"Mr. Yang, your job is to allocate welfare resources. If you are wrong, you have the right and obligation to correct and report it." The man said - the person in front of him, according to his habit, can be on an equal footing in a year and above him in a few years, and he cannot help but be careless.
"Yes, I must work hard. If you have any questions, I will obey my orders." Even with the background of aristocratic families, Fang Xin is still very polite to his superiors. The characteristic of the bureaucratic class is that the authority of superiors and subordinates needs to be maintained, at least on the surface.
A child of a noble family will not give a bad impression of being polite to his superiors, because maintaining the authority of his superiors is the instinct of the entire system, and those who have a deep self-restraint background and are at least given a "short talent" evaluation.
After introducing the work, the boss went out. Fang Xin checked it and found that his job was actually drinking tea, chatting and surfing the Internet. The so-called welfare distribution system has actually been planned and regulated. The super brain system will summarize and prepare. As for mistakes, it is almost impossible, so this job is also very leisurely.
The leisurely work is very satisfying. Fang Xin sometimes meets some colleagues, one of whom is Hao Lingli. She is at the level 19, not an official, but a civil servant.
Occasionally, there are some work interactions. Every time Hao Lingli approaches, she always smells a faint fragrance. Fang Xin can't identify perfume, but she also knows that this elegant fragrance comes from her body and is not the function of perfume.
There are always some extremely outstanding women in every world and every era
Sometimes, when Fang Xin walked to the lounge, he accidentally saw Hao Lingli approaching the window, holding her hands in front of her chest, staring out the window. This action showed her loneliness and unprotected situation. However, at this time, Fang Xin had already become as indifferent as water.
When he reached his point, women from countless worlds and countless eras could make connections. What do you really desire?
Fang Xin smiled and walked through her desk and ignored her vague expectations. Maybe she was beautiful, maybe she had many stories, maybe she was very good, but so what?
Time passed quickly, and it was half a year in the blink of an eye.
That afternoon, at 3:30, and it was still half an hour before she got off work, so she came up to pour him a cup of tea.
In the departmental supply of materials, tea is a rare luxury, but it is not as much as coffee.
Synthetic coffee is particularly cheap and is a drink for the general public and civil servants. However, tea, in the past, was extremely expensive because the outside of the city was full of ruins, cold and radiation. Real tea could not afford to drink even the eighteenth level.
However, recently, the environmental transformation has begun to turn into gardens within thousands of miles outside the city, and the price of tea has been reduced. Even so, it is still a luxury.
The tea cup was filled with a lingering heat, and Fang Xin glanced at her
Her expression became much calmer, and a faint light enveloped her. Fang Xin saw it, without any joy or worry.
In this light, there was Xiao Bing's breath, and there was also a trace of him, clear and bright, and there was nothing, filling the air.
Fang Xin ignored it and just said, "Thank you, how about I invite you to have tea?"
Hao Lingli was stunned and looked up at him. She knew that the man in front of her would be officially promoted to level 17 next month, and might be transferred to a new department, or she might become the director of this department.
After a few tactful thoughts, she nodded and said, "Okay!"
So he finished a cup of tea and got off work. He drove her up and asked her to get in. The space inside the car was spacious and she felt a little cramped. In a blink of an eye, he saw him driving himself, but he drove very slowly, and always had a calm smell.
"Where to go?" Fang Xin asked. The levels along the way were free of barriers. Although the rank of jazz and eighteenth level official rank were not high, ordinary roads were accessible.
What she was looking for was a small coffee shop. It was dusk, and the sky was full of gorgeous purple clouds.
There were singing in the store.
The sound in the distance was so noisy, but she was isolated by the shop. She put her hand on the warm coffee cup, as if she cherished this warmth infinitely.
At this moment, suddenly, a police car from Lukong was coming down outside.
In an instant, her face turned pale
The police car arrived and suddenly caught a passerby
Fang Xin looked over and his eyes flashed
Then she took her back, and the car was still driving very slowly. She walked through the early winter night and sent her to an apartment building. She put her down. She didn't say much, just nodded as a gift and went upstairs.
After going upstairs, she didn't take a step, heard the car outside start, and then left far away
The last ray of winter sun shone thinly in the car. Fang Xin leaned back on the back of the chair and said, "Let's come out!"
At the beginning, the car was silent. After a moment, a golden light appeared. There was an extra human figure on the seat, and the golden body emitted a strong golden light, but the appearance was a little blurred.
"It turns out to be the savior, His Majesty Zipebo!" Fang Xin nodded and bowed: "I am Fang Xin, an existence from another world."
The golden human figure dissipated its glory and showed its face. It was a young face, not handsome, but with an indescribable temperament. The savior Zipepo was silent for a moment before sighing, "A great existence from another world, why do you want to invade our world?"
Invasion, these two words show his wisdom and power. Fang Xin clearly felt that when he said that the invasion, the world's force fluctuated, and the other party Xin faintly produced a repulsive force.
Fang Xin was silent for a while, and felt this feeling, shook his head and smiled: "For a village, other villages are also invading, and for a country, other countries are also invading, but these are all concepts of parallelism and relative. For the universe, everything is relatively independent and closely connected with each other. If the time comes, mutual influence is already the right way. As for standing at a higher level, there is only interference and salvation, but no concept of invasion."
Speaking of this, the first thing is the fluctuation of the universe's force. The fluctuation of the universe's force affects, mixes, and transforms the force in this world. As for the higher power, it is even more condescending and commands all this.
Although the repulsion of the world's force has not been completely removed, it gradually faded away. Feeling all this, the savior Zipepo changed color slightly: "Even if we want to make progress, we must do it ourselves. What right do you outsiders have to change? And, why do you change?"
Since he made up his mind, the world had become differentiated, and part of the force that insisted on himself was condensed around him. Fang Xin was not prepared to say much about this, and he did not plan for each other.
But as for why it is changed, Fang Xin smiled: "It depends on the world and the hearts of the people."
"You should understand that the world was in the dark and you came into being. I don't want to know what you have obtained to make you rise, but this is the need of the world and people."
"Now, the world has reached an astray. Should we close the country or make progress? It can be clearly seen."
"The world has conservative and progressive differences, so do humans, so do you no longer represent everything."
Speaking of this, the world's force is indeed divided into two, and the number of energy is also divided into two and half.
The words followed the Dharma, Fang Xin had already taken the eighth level half a step. What he said represented a huge power, and the savior Zipepo was the representative of the world.
The savior Zipepo was speechless. There was not much quibbling or speech for the level like them, because they all understood and knew that the final comparison was only determination, strength, and the way they represented.
The body of the savior Zipepo began to transform and seemed to be about to leave, but Fang Xin said, "Wait a minute, I have one more word."
The savior Zipebo suddenly stopped, turned his head, ready to listen to Fang Xin's words.
Fang Xin let go of his merits at this time, and suddenly, the colorful merit aura emerged and almost condensed into substance. The savior Qipebo suddenly changed color. What he saw was at least five times his merits.
Fang Xin said calmly: "I have been an emperor and have saved several worlds. So you don't have to think that I don't understand you."
The savior Zipepo changed color again and his body trembled: "So that's it, then what do you think of?"
"I have seen your brilliance in time, from the past, and look at the brilliance, what are the similarities and similarities between this brilliance and your current brilliance?" Fang Xin said, and his hand moved.
A ray of light emerged, and this ray was also golden, reflecting with its current ray.
The savior Zipepo looked carefully, but couldn't help but tremble.
It is also golden brilliance, one is full of kindness, enthusiasm, ambition, courage, and even sacrifice. Although the current golden brilliance is filled with great merit, there is also a strong imperial spirit.
"Someone once said, "In order to sacrifice, you have great ambitions, and dare to change the sun and the moon to a new heaven. I agree. I said before that if you sacrifice for the country and martyrdom, as long as you are immortal and sacrificed, you can have more heroic spirits and ambitions to devote yourself to your career, increase your energy, and make your career flourish. You were determined to save the world hundreds of years ago, not only were you favored by the world's force, but you also got thousands of heroic spirits as wings. The ancient emperor said that the emperor's guardianship of the gods was actually like this."
"The same is true for many religions and jihad. Only by sacrifice can the number of magical powers be continuously increased."
"So, for a comparison, the sun rises eastward at the beginning, and the future is unlimited. If it were then, even I would have to avoid three points. But now, where is your ideal, kindness, enthusiasm, ambition, courage, sacrifice? What are the thousands of heroic spirits? I don't need to say this, you also know that over the years, although your merits have been immortal and the imperial energy has condensed, the heroic spirits around you are constantly decreasing!" Fang Xin said this and sighed: "So sacrifice is not the right way, not for the long term, the heroic spirits of human nature are not the right vein... The most important thing is that they have lost the power of progress, so it is like the setting sun, although it is infinitely good, it is almost dusk."
"Savior Zipebo, you are a heroic spirit for hundreds of years, so why should you not be able to bear some blood or a little legacy? If you follow the trend, you are already in a downward trend and will inject new power, and your imperial energy can also be restored to the thousands of people, and you will immediately achieve the sixth level perfection. In time, the seventh level is just around the corner."
Although it does not explain what is the sixth-level and seventh-level, they can naturally communicate with each other when they reach their status.
"The realm, the force, the divine power, and the merits, if you follow the Tao, you will have no room for nothing. Do you want to turn all the achievements of saving the world into loss? Or these are nothing. Do you still remember the ambitions and ideals you had when you rose up?" Fang Xin sighed and said, "My power is endless, and my energy extends to the distant future. Your merits and power are all small. If you really want to fight, it is nothing more than time, and time is the least lacking."
After saying this just now, I have already said it very clearly - your savior, Zipepo, has made a spirit of merit, but it does not last long. It is not as good as me who can continuously absorb power from the universe and fight it, it is nothing more than just a little longer.
Before he could finish his words, the savior Zipepo said lightly: "What I maintain is not the imperial cause, but the autonomy of the world. Even if we want to change, it will not be because of you."
Fang Xin heard this, shook his head and sighed, and stopped talking.
Speaking of this, there is no need to say much. Fang Xin watched it gradually disappear.
At this moment, the police car rang out from afar.
Fang Xin had a good time contacting Xiao Bing: "Let's leave this body, we have been discovered."
"Oh, it doesn't matter? Then the seeds I sowed before?"
"It doesn't matter. I didn't keep it confidential or blocked before, but now I'll do it once. With my strength, he will not be discovered by him next time. As for the seeds, it doesn't matter. If you really have this belief, you will also be a heroic spirit if you sacrifice it, and you cannot clean it. After all, we stand on the void and immortality, and we can sow seeds at any time in the world. At worst, you can just wait for hundreds of years."
Chapter completed!