Time point: The Garden of Eden Era, the end of the Winged Sun of God.
"Dong dong dong——"
The door that had been closed for a long time opened, and a blond and well-dressed woman appeared in front of her. She had a pair of smiling eyes, and her smooth white dress was dotted with golden branches and leaves. Although she looked a little too gorgeous, she was wearing
It seems to fit her perfectly, like the warm sun, complementing each other.
"Lelila..." The man inside the door looked at the woman in front of him and read her name.
"Long time no see, Xing."
Lelila, who is now the leader of the Winged Sun, gently pressed the shawl on her sleeve to prevent it from slipping, then bent and walked in.
The situation inside the house is not good. There are piles of clothes everywhere, bottles and cans scattered around, and there is a lot of garbage left on the floor. Fortunately, there is nothing rotten and smelly, and it is still dry, so it will not make people feel uncomfortable.
Go down.
"Didn't you ask the cleaning unit to clean it up?" Lelila looked around and was not surprised. In other words, she had already seen this colleague's style.
"No, I asked those self-discipline units not to disturb me." After saying that, Xing sat back on the bed again, then touched his waist and found that he had finished smoking. He was slightly irritable, as if he was sitting like this and doing nothing.
It makes people feel stupid, always looking for something to distract themselves and others.
"But I think this is still a way." Lelila still said calmly.
He picked up the vest and pants from the chair beside him and put them on the cabinet on the side. Lelila, who was like a noble lady, finally had a place to sit down.
"In the glorious era, that is, the era when the Transcendents prospered, the construction of the Third Crown's God's Throne began on Silver Star. This is a huge project, and it is also a highly confidential project."
Then, Lelila stood up, first bowed and thanked the other party for his help, and then walked out the door. Before going out, she waved to Xing who was drinking, and then gently closed the door.
"Are you disobeying my advice?" Xing frowned and exhaled through his nose.
"Then, it's settled."
"Hmm..." The man put his hands behind his back and looked at the ceiling blankly as he answered casually.
"I will die if I go with you..."
"Hahaha, are you unwilling to die with me, or do you prefer to die with sister Wa?" Lelila said still smiling.
"Okay, okay, it's always death, no matter where you die..." The man muttered, then lowered his head and groped under the bed to see if he could find another bottle of wine.
"It was only after I inherited the Sun Crown that I learned about some secret and incomplete records." Lelila continued.
"It's not a legend, after all, there are many records within the organization, indicating that the Transcendents were indeed implementing this plan back then, and it has already yielded results."
"So, I thought if I could look for the third crown that had not been built back then, there might be hope there."
"Now many attempts have failed. The deaths of Michael and Laguire have also severely damaged our internal energy. We don't have many options anymore."
"You, don't you understand human language? I mean, it might have been tens of thousands of years since you got there. Whether people on earth can survive until then is a question. How can it be okay?" Xing shook his head vigorously,
The idea of a joke is ridiculous.
Xing looked at her smile and raised his hand, then looked away, "If your death can help Wa survive, I don't have any problem with it."
"I'm not very interested in this, or maybe Michael and Laguire, the brothers and sisters, know more, but they are both gone now." After searching for cigarettes to no avail, Xing took out an undrinkable can of beer from the bedside table.
Reveal.
A quiet moment in the room, with the dust slowly floating in the sunlight, makes people sigh at the warmth of April.
"That's not possible, after all, I am a lady who follows etiquette." Lelila replied with a smile.
"..."
"That's the center of the galaxy, right?" Xing interrupted Lelila.
Seeing that he didn't seem to want to listen to comforting words, Lelila shook her head and got down to business.
"Well, it will take a long time." Lelila nodded.
"Oh, what's going on? Are you fighting? Is that boy Lielwu disobedient?"
"Bang--" There was a slight sound, and the faint aroma of beer and malt overflowed. Then he drank it with a rumbling drink. After a long time, he put it down and let out a long sigh of relief.
"Do you think Xingya can do that?"
"Even with the help of the Moon Crown controlled by Wa, we can at most get a one-way ticket to the center of the galaxy, but we are not sure how we will come back." Xing said slowly.
"I can understand. After all, you and Wa spent a lot of thought, energy, and time on the dragon vein system." Lelila said slowly.
"So can you agree to my request now?"
"I will put most members of the Winged Sun into hibernation. The earth is now a wilderness. Although there are our creations such as dragons and giants, we can also limit their development and let the earth and the Ivar galaxy
Maintaining a low activity level will reduce the frequency of the arrival of chaotic phantoms in space, enough to sustain us until that time."
"You should also know that the center of the Milky Way is nearly 30,000 light-years away from here. Let's not talk about whether we can get there alive. Even if we do, tens of thousands of years have passed and the day lilies have become cold. What I'm talking about is
It's too late." Xing shook his head and threw the can he was holding into the already full trash can.
"Lelwu... Even though his ideas are different from ours, it's not a big conflict. Since he thinks that way, let him do it." Lelila shook her head again.
"No more." He raised his head and wiped his hair, but he still looked a little decadent.
"I have handed over many affairs to Filar, and asked Lieru to help build a new dormant subspace to allow the angelic legion to sleep. The dragons patrolling in outer space are also being gradually cultivated. About three years ago,
It will be fully formed in the next year..." Lelila still introduced her plans and arrangements unhurriedly, while Xing became more silent as he listened, with his brows furrowed.
"Pfft-cough." Seeing Lelila's wave before leaving, Xing, who was pouring wine, almost choked and coughed.
"Still sulking over the previous plan?" Lelila looked at the man with his head lowered in a daze.
"Actually, I came today because I have other things I want to talk to you about."
"This woman... although she looks very ladylike and gentle, she is definitely a stubborn madman on the inside."
"Ah, he is really a cruel man." Lelila covered her mouth and chuckled.
"If I didn't agree, you wouldn't have left today, would you?"
"I came here this time to find out some things from you, such as how much you know about the Third Crown's plan, and how the restoration of the Moon Crown is going over there now."
"The third crown, the Star Crown, that illusory legend?" Xing sat up straight.
She straightened the chair to face Xing who was sitting beside the bed, and then sat down gracefully like a lady.
"Although we, the Divine Winged Sun, have inherited a lot of legacies from the Transcendents, except for the two crowns, in the final analysis, the rest are just scraps left over from the collapse of civilization. Many technologies and capabilities cannot be compared with those of that era."
"...Finally, I hope to get your help. After all, the road to the center of the galaxy will not be peaceful, and I also need a helper."
"Well, I should have thought earlier that the person who could quickly integrate the Winged Sun with an iron fist after Michael and Laguire left, how could she be just a gentle 'lady'."
After finishing the drink, Xing threw the bottle aside, listening to the sound of the glass rolling on the ground, and then put his arms behind his head again and looked at the silver ceiling.
"Thirty thousand light years...haha...how dare you think about it."
"That's all, let's go crazy. Oh, how should I explain to Wa tomorrow?" Thinking of that crying girl, Xing felt soft and distressed in his heart.