Mikhail's wife is not from New Muscovite, nor is she from New St. Petersburg. She comes from the other side of the Ural Mountains that have been plowed by nuclear bombs. She comes from old Moscow...perhaps Chechnya or Belarus. He is not
Knowing where his wife comes from, he rarely asks about his wife's past.
They met in Novosibirsk on the West Siberian Plain. At that time, Mikhail was still working for Novosibirsk, manufacturing various particle beam weapons for them that were sold to other parts of the world.
He still remembered his very strong-looking wife. To be honest, most people in the era when Mikhail lived were not so picky in their aesthetics. Choosing a suitable opposite-sex partner was the exclusive right of the elite, and he just
An engineer, like most people, can only rely on his virtual cyber girlfriend in virtual reality to vent his physical needs most of the time... And he is lucky, his body has not been exposed to nuclear contamination, so he was selected to enter
The company's genetic engineering works for the future of mankind.
Well, speaking human words is actually donating sperm, and he can get some good rewards for it.
His love story is actually very cliché. When civilian militants in New Russia attacked the particle weapons escorted by the company, Mikhail's wife, who was the leader of the attack team at the time, captured this useful engineer and kept him.
A particle weapon intended to be used to hack the company.
The names of these militants are not uniform. They are generally members of a certain gang, desperadoes who lick blood from their swords, and poor people who have been squeezed by companies until they have nowhere to go. They also have another name, "Cyber"
punk".
Mikhail only thought that they were terrorists, but the tragedy was that he ended up falling in love with one of these terrorists, until he slowly fell and became one of them.
What is the difference between employees who are exploited by the company and those who are living an ignoble existence outside?
Just like what is said in fairy tale books, the metaphor of mice in the country and mice in the city: mice in the country are free and safe, but the barren countryside determines that they cannot get good food; there is everything in the city
, even if you dig through the trash can, you can find abandoned butter, but the rats there are yelled at and beaten by everyone, and may die at any time.
Obviously, Mikhail chose the latter. He implanted many dangerous prosthetics. His innate talent in mechanical design helped him, his wife and his companions create invincible weapons, allowing them to compete in gang competitions.
He has repeatedly succeeded in robbing the company's transportation fleet and other activities, but this is not a business without risks and costs.
Until one day, he contracted severe mental illness due to invasive prosthetics; until one day, his team, that group of despicable but lovely cyberpunks, died one by one; until one day, even his wife
When he died in the feud between gangs;
Until one day, he reached a dead end and came to the underground clinic of a female prosthetist who often visited to seek relief from death...
He has traveled through time.
He traveled to the bed of that powerful creature who had no distinction between men and women and had a weird temper. It wasn't until later that he realized that he had been ill here for a long time. For half a year, he thought Michael was his dead wife.
Months long.
Maybe he wanted to hug the other person, or maybe he told a lot of secrets that only his wife knew, or maybe he did other embarrassing things?
Although Michael has a weird temper, he tolerates himself unexpectedly, but this is not without cost - this angel who is good at blacksmithing also has weird habits. He is keen on various games, maybe to relieve loneliness?
In short, Mikhail was greatly shocked after the experience.
...
...
"Michael!
"
In the swaying carriage and horses, Mikhail didn't know what he was dreaming about. He suddenly woke up and sat up. He panted and looked around, but saw everyone staring at him blankly, and then his expression gradually changed.
It was weird, especially Heller's mouth, which couldn't be restrained from rising up, and his cheeks were slightly bulging, as if he was suppressing a smile.
Sensing Mikhail's extremely embarrassed expression, Heller waved his hand coquettishly and said,
"We were talking about happy things just now, and I suddenly remembered it, so I laughed."
Mikhail covered his head speechlessly and did not want to explain too much. He was almost forty years old, but he seemed to be more reliable and stable than this angel who had lived for an unknown age.
But he suddenly felt that the Heller in front of him seemed familiar. He felt that way the first time they met.
I wonder if she was present when I was treated by Michael when I fell ill...
Mikhail shook his head and looked outside, but only saw the dense jungle, so he asked,
"Where are we? The last time I was conscious, I remember...we were at...Phoenix Station?"
"We are no longer at the Phoenix Station. We are moving towards the capital of the elves. You have not woken up for two days. If you were not in good health, we would have suspected that you were dead. How about you, do you want to drink some water?"
Gelsemium next to him handed Mikhail a kettle and explained to him what happened after he fell into coma. After taking the kettle, he thanked him and glanced at the Phoenix Nekolia sitting in front of the chariot.
With the royal envoy Black Snake who led the way.
"I must be suffering from a disease. Using a computer puts too much load on my brain. I already had signs of cyberpsychosis... It's okay. I'll just take it off and rest for a while."
Mikhail took off the prosthetic eye he was wearing before, and then he was a little glad that the honorable name of Michael Archangel was not something that the ordinary twelfth-level elf black snake could know. They must now
Just hide the fact that you are from the Holy Land.
"You'd better take it easy. There are a lot of things in your body that are not original. Your body operates in strange ways. It's completely out of touch with the original state of human beings, which makes it difficult for me to treat you. I can only rely on you. Here are some foods to eat.
Yes, but we estimate that we can reach the royal capital today... Just wait, I have something to do."
As Gelsemium spoke, he raised his head and glanced at Fisher, who was sitting next to Nekolia and Karasawa Asuka. The more he looked at it, the more dazzling he became, although later he heard Heller's "confirmation" in private.
He had already said that his ex-wife of the phoenix species was no longer with him, but he was still a little curious about the relationship between his daughter and the guy in front of him.
Although he had said before not to reveal anything about the future to himself, he felt itchy at the thought that it might be related to Scrophulariaceae or his daughter.
He silently moved closer, his long ears swaying slightly, and listened to the conversation between Fisher and Nekolia.
"In other words, the ability of your phoenix species can only improve your reaction speed and the low temperature attached to the frost..."
"That's true. At least among all the phoenix species I know, there is no phoenix with other abilities."
Well, it seems they really don't have the ability to predict the future now...
Is it possible that it’s because they don’t have a mythical phoenix yet?
Among the subsequent phoenix species were Neferamui and her three children. Is it possible that a phoenix of mythical rank must be able to see the glory of the world tree, and then transmit this ability through the blood connection between their races?
Woolen cloth?
Speaking of which, Fisher is actually very curious about the methods of other races crossing ranks.
Because he, Erwind and others relied on completing manuals to improve their ranks across specifications, but other demihumans who had not completed manuals still exceeded the racial rank range, not to mention that
How did she do it after cheating Ocean Emperor?
Next to her, Asuka Karasawa was concentrating on completing the magic homework she had left for her. Fisher was thinking about it when he suddenly felt someone behind him looking at him. He turned around and saw Gelsemium squinting at him.
, which puzzled him quite a bit.
This guy has been very weird since he left the Phoenix Station that day. Although Asuka Karasawa and Heller are also quite weird, Fisher always subconsciously felt that other people were because of that guy Heller, except Gou.
That's not the case with kisses. Gelsemium shouldn't be so easy to fall into Heller's trap.
"what?"
Gelsemium saw that he had only briefly asked Nekolia and did not go too far beyond the rules. She seemed to feel that she was suspicious of him. Fisher definitely did not seem to be the kind of scumbag who particularly liked demi-humans.
Maybe in the future, he will indeed be separated from his phoenix ex-wife due to changes in world affairs or real conditions, and indeed, as he said, his future daughter will have some ambiguity with him because of the connection between a student and a teacher?
"Nothing. I have a little help for you. Do you want to listen?"
"How can you help me?"
Gelsemium's eyes moved downward little by little, as if she saw through his belly the overflowing essence that was about to explode, and then raised her eyes to look at Fisher.
Fisher immediately understood that Asuka Karasawa, who was clearly carving magic on the side and was actually peeking and eavesdropping, blushed all of a sudden, covered her face and shrank back.
Mr. Gelsemium, what exactly is the method of help you mentioned?
It’s so exciting!
Fisher hesitated for a moment and then stood up and walked towards Gelsemium. Together with him, he ignored Heller and Mikhail next to him and walked towards the back of the carriage.
The carriages of the Phoenixes were very spacious, and the board at the back of the carriage could even be used for radio gymnastics. Fisher was a little confused when he saw Gelsemium silently brought him to the back of the carriage, but he still asked,
"The way you said to help me..."
"Your energy is very restless. Let me teach you a method. Do it with me now to help you control your desires."
Fisher thought for a while, since he would be studying more demi-humans to enter the fourteenth level in the future, it would be good to be able to control his desires, otherwise it would be a burden to explode every time.
So he simply followed Gelsemium and saw the other party holding his hands and shaking his hands. The shape was weird, and he was shaking his hands like seaweed.
"Calm down your mind, keep your kidney water down, abstain from sex and desire..."
After entering the thirteenth level, Fisher's body's learning ability is much better than before. At least it won't be as troublesome as the fighting methods taught to him by Eliog before. With the strange formula of Gelsemium, Fei Xie
After Scheer and Gelsemium completed this set of procedures plus acupoint massage, the effect was surprisingly good. The fire of reproduction that was often burning in his body no longer emerged, and he felt refreshed.
This feeling usually only occurred after venting, but now he felt it again.
He looked at Gelsemium in front of him in surprise and asked,
"It's amazing. It actually works. Is this part of your medical skills?"
Gelsemium also let out a sigh of relief. After hearing this, she looked at him resentfully, shook her head and said,
"No, this is a method my wife learned from the ocean octopus species. She taught me that when I am alone outside and unbearably lonely, I can use this method to relieve stress. But your situation is much more serious, and it will probably take
A few more sets can completely eliminate the energy."
Fisher looked at Gelsemium sympathetically, but the other party was actually not unhappy. In Fisher's view, Gelsemium and his wife had a very good relationship. This was a sign of mutual loyalty. He couldn't do it.
You can't despise the other person, but you should reflect on yourself.
"You miss your wife?"
"It's okay, every time I mention her there is something."
"Didn't you send her a letter before? Why didn't you see her reply? We spend a lot of time in the Tree Continent. Maybe you can meet again?"
Gelsemium glanced at Fisher, her expression still gentle, but she didn't know what she was thinking of, but her eyes were gradually stained with a shadow.
"...Forget it, my wife is delicate and ill. She is still resting in the trench. And as you know, whales are mostly lazy. They don't like to move around. My wife...
.Anyway, I will go back to see her when my affairs on the shore are over."
Through Gelsemium's description, in Fisher's mind, the other party's wife changed into the image of Xiaojiabiyu, soft and frail on the outside, but actually a very strong and charming female whale-man on the inside. He did not ask any further questions.
For the other party's housework, just say thank you,
"That's true. Thank you very much."
"No thanks."
What Gelsemium didn't say is: I'll thank God if you take care of your lower body.
I don't know why, maybe because of his love for his wife, he also took a little care of the daughter he had never met in the future, and he couldn't help but want to know about her situation in the future and the situation of his wife.
.
But he was worried that letting Fisher know about his relationship with them would disrupt the future and make fate pay attention to them, so he didn't dare to ask more questions or reveal his identity.
"Teacher Fisher! Mr. Gelsemium!"
Just as they were having a secret conversation in the back car, Asuka Karasawa's exclamation suddenly came from the front, causing Fisher and Gelsemium to quickly come to the front, thinking that something had happened.
In the carriage, Heller tilted his head cutely, and his beautiful face pretended to be cute. He looked very cute, but Fisher knew at a glance that this guy was not holding back anything good, and he was full of bad things.
Thinking about something.
"We have arrived at the royal capital, look."
Perhaps Fisher's suspicious look made her uneasy, so she quickly changed the subject and pointed toward the front of the carriage, following the direction of her finger, and skipping Nekolia and Karasawa Asuka sitting in front.
, Fisher saw the stunning scenery ahead.
It was an endless seaside plain, but the ocean further away had been completely obscured by the huge illusory World Tree that covered the sky and the sun.
Under the giant trees, wider than the ocean and shining brighter than the sun, stands a magnificent city made entirely of wood.
Many trees grow in the city, and harmonious and balanced buildings are arranged at regular intervals within the upper and lower geometric spaces, until the densely packed buildings and buildings lined with giant trees reach the end, reaching the golden seaside
In front of the giant tree, there appeared a rectangular palace wall that seemed to be suspended in mid-air, overlooking everything in this vast land.
There were many objects like balls of light scattered on the tree, and Fisher recognized them at a glance. They were the Yuzi square axis where they had landed before.
What's even more terrifying is that even though they were extremely far away from the royal capital, Fisher and his party felt an extremely heavy pressure, as if a huge stone was pressing on their chests, making them unable to breathe.
This feeling was only experienced once when Fisher and the others were judged by seven archangels, and that time, except for Archangel Gabriel, the rest of the archangels deliberately restrained their auras, so it was not as serious as it is now.
There is not only one extremely high-ranking elf species in the royal capital.
In the wilderness outside the royal capital, there were many armies stationed in all directions, some distance away from the royal capital. Gelsemium and Fisher looked around and recognized that they were the flags of the elf princes.