Except for Tang Ji and his son, no one knows what kind of conversation happened in the secret room. Even Dr. Wu Qianying didn't ask a word.
Rogge, the owner of Laisheng Bar, expressed panic at the sudden appearance of so many big figures.
Yes, even a legend like Rogge, after seeing Tang Ji, Soult, Wu Qianying and others gathered together to discuss something with heavy faces, drinking round after round from afternoon to evening, but
The atmosphere was always tense, and she still felt waves of panic.
No way, this scene is too easy for people to think that these people are planning to have another Apocalypse Day just because of the player's reappearance.
In the end, Rogge couldn't sit still and personally took a bottle of good wine and walked to Dr. Wu Qianying to sit down. She was very aware of this doctor's status and her influence on Tang Ji.
"Dr. Wu, I've heard your name for a long time, but I didn't expect that you are still as young as ever." The wine Roger took was a red wine from Italy. The brand is not important anymore. What is important is that it is in Roger's wine cellar.
It has survived the apocalypse and the great storm. It is no longer just a bottle of wine, but also represents the bubble of the old era, and you can drink it one bottle at a time.
But Rogge didn't hesitate at all when he opened the wine. After all, if the lady in front of her made up her mind, she was fully capable of reshuffling the world.
puff!
The oak stopper was pulled out of the narrow bottle mouth and made a pleasant sound, instantly attracting the attention of the gourmets in the bar.
But those who can distinguish this kind of sound are basically old humans. They still have awe of Rogge and have not done anything extraordinary. After all, they are not the ones who can make Rogge cautiously flatter him.
Started.
"Hibernation technology has changed a lot of things, and you just chose the mortal world in advance." Perhaps it was because she was nostalgic, Wu Qianying shook her head and did not refuse Rogge's move to pour wine.
Although Wu Qianying spends most of her time in hibernation, she wakes up every few years to provide guidance on technical routes from a high position, which still makes her feel the passage of time more clearly than other hibernators.
Therefore, when facing an "old acquaintance" like Rogge, Wu Qianying did not show her usual arrogance. This can be seen from her opening sentence: "It's not where you graduated from."
Before meeting Tang Ji, Dr. Wu Qianying always felt that people without a master's degree or above had better not waste her time.
"I'm old and don't want to fight for the future. To me, today is always more real than tomorrow." Rogge shook his head and shook the wine glass, watching the rose-red wine slide down the glass at a gentle speed.
, as if reminiscing about the past.
"To be honest, your appearance makes me feel scared." Rogge said straight to the point: "I want to know if I don't want to die unexpectedly or die from natural disasters or man-made disasters, should I return to the dormant cabin and bury myself underground and wait for dozens of seconds?
Will it come out again next year?”
Upon hearing Rogge's question, Wu Qianying's eyes showed a rare trace of confusion, because she did not have a definite answer to this question herself.
"I don't know, Ms. Rogge, you were once a legend in Night City. Why don't you tell me about those adventures that made you legendary? Could you have foreseen the results before they started?" Wu Qianying asked with a smile.
It's just that her smile and rhetorical question made Rogge feel even more frightened. Of course she knew how wonderful and dangerous her life was, but when they solved the problem at that time, they only used guns, bombs, and even superhumans.
No.
And now, when the core members of the group headed by Fury ask themselves such questions, Rogge cannot imagine what kind of danger they think the danger is. It may be another big scene no less than the Apocalypse Day.
"But one thing I can be sure of now." Wu Qianying drank all the red wine in the glass in a very unladylike way, turned around and walked towards the secret room, leaving only one sentence: "No matter how much you dig your hiding place this time
Deep, it’s useless.”
Tang Ji opened his eyes in the secret room. There were only him and Tang Anran in the room. To be precise, it was only him.
The young man whose body was temporarily borrowed by Tang Anran was in a deep coma. There was a letter left by Tang Anran on the table. The content of the letter looked very brief.
Obviously, Tang Anran didn't want to embarrass his father, so he thoughtfully left early.
Tang Ji picked up the useless body with one hand, opened the door of the secret room and threw it out. Then he locked himself in the secret room alone, turned off the lights and merged with the darkness.
There was still a vague warmth belonging to Angelina in the air. Tang Ji was greedy for this feeling and didn't want to share it with anyone.
At this moment, he emptied his mind and didn't think about anything. He looked at the place where Angelina had been sitting just like a sculpture. He didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly laughed gently.
Sometimes, all it takes to fill the rift in your heart is the warmth of that moment.
From this moment on, Tang Ji was no longer that single ghost. It was as if he had learned to breathe for the first time in his life, feeling the air pouring into his lungs and activating his entire body.
The gray-black flames gradually lingered out from under the windbreaker and enveloped Tang Ji. He did not overwhelm the guest but appeared to be particularly docile and obedient.
Tang Ji opened his palms, and Angelina's silhouette gradually appeared in the flames. She said something, and what echoed in the space was her farewell.
The door to the secret room was opened again, and Wu Qianying's figure appeared there. The light from outside the door shone in from behind her, rendering her like a reflection, making her look a little gloomy, but this beam of light also illuminated Tang Ji brightly.
"Tang Anran ran away?" Wu Qianying glanced at the young tool man lying outside the door, and her voice suddenly became louder.
Tang Ji later realized that Tang Anran's departure might have nothing to do with him.
Dr. Wu Qianying was obviously not in a good mood. She just stood at the door holding her waist. With the familiarity between the two of them, even a simpleton like Tang Ji knew what the other person was unhappy about.
So Tang Ji stepped forward, pulled Wu Qianying over and gave her a big hug.
Sometimes a simple gesture is worth a thousand words. The resentment in Wu Qianying's heart was instantly extinguished by this hug.
"What are you going to do? So many people are watching!" Wu Qianying struggled to resist in Tang Ji's arms, trying to break free from Tang Ji's arms.
But obviously, if Wu Qianying can do such a thing on her own, then Tang Ji may not need to save the world at all.
"Let me go! Now!" Wu Qianying gave the ultimatum with a red face, and there was a hint of shame and anger in her tone.
Fury, the worst-tempered among the Seven Deadly Sins, immediately let go of his hand.
"Is this left by Tang Anran?" Wu Qianying saw the letter on the table, glanced at Tang Ji and directly reached out to take it after receiving permission.
Wu Qianying glanced at the contents of the letter, snorted and handed the letter to Tang Ji: "Take a look and see what your good son left for you."
