0386 Chapter Seven: The Wisdom of Mortals (Section 92)
"You mean...it's impossible for us to find her and we can only cooperate with you?" The corners of Lan Taigong's stiff face twitched slightly.
Mei Bixi looked at her like a fool, and finally couldn't help her venomous tongue: "Are you stupid, maggot? As long as the House of Commons fully withdraws its troops and opens the ruins to free exploration, it will be equivalent to fulfilling her true purpose.
At that time, you just need to stop interfering with the ruins and concentrate on cleaning up the mess in the Lower City. When we finish handling our own affairs, everything will naturally return to normal."
"Then why didn't she just come to talk to us?!" The situation was out of control and he was insulted so face to face. Finally, Lan Taigong couldn't hold on to his hypocritical mask and shouted.
"First of all, the poet is not a person who does things according to the rules. She can use intrigues and tricks and never take the sunny road. This is the nature of her position.
Secondly, do you think that Constable is a person who can talk clearly? If this corpse-like waste hadn't caused trouble for our actions one after another, how could things have gotten into such trouble?
If I am allowed to lead the House of Commons... forget it, this is your own business." Mei Bixi said halfway, sighed, waved her hands half-heartedly, got up and walked towards the gate of the manor.
"I'm going to negotiate with the House of Commons. During this time, I can only help you to come forward and control the situation. Don't let Consreimu continue to massacre civilians, and don't kill our expedition team too much!
Don't forget, only when the situation in Xiacheng District is stable can you achieve your goal." Lan Taigong shouted from behind: "By the way, don't forget the ancient relics in the ruins. Except for one that belongs to you, the rest are mine!
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As the instigator of the bloodshed in the Lower Town of Vanbaie, Zhen Cheng is... traveling and sightseeing.
A musical instrument with graceful curves that Zhen Cheng had never heard of; a magnificent building that abandoned all geometry and symmetry; a translucent star that was about one-third the size of the moon.
Zhen Cheng looked at the scene in front of him with a solemn expression.
The three scenes are not a slide show that flashes in succession, but the same thing is presented before Zhen Cheng's eyes, truly and vividly.
It was a building in the shape of a musical instrument and the size of a planet, floating in the starry sky not far away, full of poetic romance.
"In front of you, distinguished guests, is the headquarters of the All-Woman Church. We have just made a circle at an angular speed of 60 degrees per minute, and we will land directly next. Please be prepared for landing. There will be no bumps along the way."
The palm-sized female fairy with butterfly-like colorful wings explained in a sweet voice. About a hundred people stood behind Zhen Cheng, all of them looking at the wonders outside the completely transparent ship with their mouths half open.
They are Ms. Gaisha, Old Walker, Mr. Falme, Lord Logist, and the core members of their respective gangs.
Although these bumpkins from the lower city live in a unified universe with an unpredictable upper limit, they have never had the opportunity to see the stars in the deep sky. The scene in front of them is a scene that they can hardly imagine in their entire lives.
"So what kind of organization is the All-Self Church? In addition, I just used my last chance to ask for help in exchange for a place where these people can hide freely. Why can't I connect to the Oka Neuron as soon as I come in?"
Zhen Cheng pressed his temples and felt a little headache. Why would a well-planned plot always involve him involuntarily in various situations beyond his own knowledge?
On the contrary, from a perspective that no one else can see, Xiao Hei is floating lazily inside the completely transparent starship like a big jellyfish, looking happy as he rises and falls.
Xiaobai on Ai Luogansi's shoulder looked at it with greed, and seemed to have the intention of having fun. He glanced at his master secretly, and was stared back by the cold and selective eyes, and then he started to tremble and tremble, and then
I didn't dare to look up at Xiao Hei.
Gu/span "Maybe the hidden keyword of 'freedom' touched Master Misha's judgment rules, right?" The little fairy held her chin in her hands and connected dots on her cheeks with her index finger, pretending to be thinking:
"After all, the Land of All Self is the freest place in the universe. As for the Oka neurons being isolated, it is because the existence of Oka neurons is not compatible with the dimension of the Land of All Self.
As for the All-Is Church, it is the core of the entire All-Is Land, where God’s servants control the execution of laws and beliefs.
Or to put it in terms of your hometown, Miss Poet, it is...the central government, the Supreme Court, the headquarters, and the cardinals of the Holy Land."
Zhen Cheng grabbed her hair when she heard this. Things had become too strange. Even as smart as she was, she was even lost in not being able to find the point of the question: "Ah... so what is the land of all me? With my tutor."
what relationship?"
Finally, I finally found the key point, but in exchange I got a slightly sad answer from the little fairy: "Sorry, I can't answer this question."
Seeing Zhen Cheng's extremely regretful face, she flapped her wings and added: "The Land of Wanwo is a place of absolute freedom, and there is no rule prohibiting me from revealing information.
Can't answer, purely because... I don't know.
If you are very concerned about this matter, you may be able to consult the high-ranking priest of the All-Women Church. However, Miss Poet seems to be busy at the moment, so why not ask again next time?"
Zhen Cheng nodded and stepped onto the glazed platform of the Wanwo Church. It was about the distance from the satellite to the earth, and there was no feeling of weightlessness or acceleration or deceleration in a few words. This is the technology of the Wanwo Church.
I don’t know if the hatch of the transparent spaceship can be moved at will, or if the docking angle is a clever reference to psychology. Zhen Cheng felt like she walked directly onto the platform from space without barriers. Following her
A group of Fanbaiya country bumpkins were even more amazed.
"First go to see the goods, and then arrange the place where these people will live. Sister Misha should have already arranged it, right?" Zhen Cheng stepped into the headquarters of Wanwo Church and ordered the little fairy.
After completely entering this star-like building, the sweet music of the piano immediately sounded in her ears.
Different from the sounds on earth that can be heard clearly and can be easily recorded with music scores, this kind of mysterious sound is light and ethereal, and it seems that you can't hear it if you don't pay attention. But if you listen carefully, the volume remains unchanged.
Can hear extremely clearly.
Zhen Cheng could barely tell that they were basically musical tones, with many overlapping chords intertwined together, but not messy at all. It felt like he had listened to more than a dozen concerts in succession, but they just merged in his memory.
The illusion of being at the same point in time.
There is only one way to achieve this, and that is to avoid the internal physical resonance of the musical instrument, that is, the entire star body, and instead use the souls of all living beings in the musical instrument cavity as the resonance cavity to play.
It is normal to use your own body to play music. Ever since primitive humans made their first howl, the resonance of the skull, chest and abdominal cavity has been helping us to amplify the volume and modify the timbre.
As for the high-dimensional method of resonating music with the soul...this experience was the first time Zhen Cheng experienced it, and it was indescribably wonderful.
"Understood!" The little fairy flipped lively in a circle, flapped her wings and led the way, not forgetting her duty as a tour guide:
"What you are hearing now is the sound of the great avenue of the Land of All Me. Every minute and every second, everyone will listen to it, and it will be a different sound. They are always coherent, always lasting and never repeated.
It is both infinite and eternal; there is no trace to be found, but it is also a true reflection of everything contained in everything in the world."