There are sixty-three kinds of time calendars in Utopia, and there are two sources of trouble.
First, this is a train. It is constantly running on this planet, just like taking a cross-country flight on Blue Star. It is too difficult to have a suitable calendar, not to mention that the length of Utopia can cause jet lag.
To a certain extent, it is even more difficult to come up with a suitable calendar in a Utopia that does not recognize the time difference.
Second, who is the boss? The authorities are the boss, but it does not hinder the issuance of the March Calendar and the False Sea Calendar, because everyone thinks that they are the boss, and at most they are the second boss or the third boss.
The Laoxianren account has the Laoxianren calendar.
Because Long Yan was not talented, he recognized the sixth boss and was known as the strongest commander at the Judu level - this was a boast, but no one accepted it.
But no matter what calendar the Tea Festival is on, it falls on the same day.
The second of August.
This day is also regarded by Gwen as the Spring Festival of Utopians.
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As we all know, the Spring Festival only requires two to three days of preparation in advance.
But as the people become more affluent and their lives get better and better, this preparation will take longer and longer.
Preparations will begin on July 20th.
Sniper Cat is no exception.
Although it's quite embarrassing, there are quite a few people from other worlds here, including Cat Lantern, Demon, Gwen, and Snowy. In theory, they can't participate in this festival.
Just do as the Romans do.
What needs to be done must be done.
The recent Kaitan incident has become less noisy. It seems that it is because Long Yan has to deal with the counterattack of his political forces and is a little unable to deal with them. This behavior has made the Curse Blade even more dissatisfied...
"Sukka, if there are so many fugitives, he won't throw the blame away, so he must throw the blame on your head? Let me tell you, Suka, I'm not done with him..."
Curseblade chattered.
Gwen was helping her spread the cake. He saw that the squirrel girl had changed out of her Gestapo-style clothes and put on homely light blue and light gray interlaced clothes, with a nice collar and no seams.
It was considered a very good outfit for this era. She also wore sapphire cuff studs and silver dragon buttons, which proved that her family did have such a trace of heritage that it was hard to believe that she was born into a famous family.
"You said so much, why not spread the pie properly? I've never done that before."
"Are you not going to attend the Tea Festival?" Cursed Blade snorted suspiciously, then looked a little envious, and said in a strange tone, "It seems like our family has fallen into disgrace and it is different from those who have been well clothed and well-fed since childhood?... Sigh
, my sensitive and delicate personality always harms myself... Don't work so hard when spreading the cake, and try harder later, oh, let me do it!... Speaking of which? That is to say, you didn't spend the night with Mihayla yesterday.
Return?"
Gwen was kicked off the stove, and she clapped her hands happily, and then the good flour on her hands suddenly turned into white mist.
cough--
He held his breath and closed his eyes.
It was not easy to calm down.
"Don't say it so weirdly, our brotherhood is not something you can just talk about... Yesterday, we spent a day near the Foreign Theater..." Gwen kept in mind what Curse Blade said, 'even in a state of absolute trust'
Next, use pronouns if you can, and say "nearby" even if you are inside. He changed his words and said, "...I took care of some finishing work by the way. The main reason is that I am not at ease, you know?"
Curse Blade looked understanding: "I know you are worried, so today I arranged for two Wilgi exorcists to go over there and check it again. You don't have to go there anymore, they are professionals."
Gwen the Welgian made a slight snorting and coughing sound.
"Don't worry, this is just like what Cat Lantern said is the most reliable escape route! ... Welji people, eh, are most harmed by ghost stories. You have to understand that these cats like to go out in violation of the curfew at night, you have to understand...
So just relax, prepare for the Tea Festival with us, and send greeting cards by the way... You have to understand, those Welji people are professional!"
Curse Blade's small nose is bright red, and the squirrel's ears are also covered with a fine layer of flour, making it look unusual and extra cute.
What she said makes sense.
The Wilgis are indeed experts at this.
Gwen felt relieved and helped her prepare Utopia-style pasta that looked a bit like pizza.
Get ready in the morning.
In the afternoon, Gwen was going to dress up beautifully and go deliver greeting cards. When passing by the pharmacy, she remembered that Hua Hua asked him to buy some daily medication, so she walked in.
The ordinary residents in the pharmacy are also different from the dusty appearance of the past.
Even ordinary stores are no longer stingy these days. Instead, they turn on the air purifier to the maximum and operate it at full power. It even makes Gwen feel cool and comfortable when she walks in.
At the pharmacy counter, a man was begging the boss.
"Just give me some of this good day, brother of the same blood..." The man's voice was tired, "...a little bit of medicinal wine...the whole world will light up!...My body needs him!"
"...It's not the Tea Festival yet." The drugstore owner said with an unhappy face. Or maybe he was actually a bar owner?
From Gwen's point of view, this drugstore is more like a bar, with a dazzling array of drinks on the counter. Some have labels, some have no labels; the beautiful glass bottles and crude little crocks are like a lady and a maid, sparkling.
Glow.
He took out the notebook in his pocket.
"Anfeide, two tablets mixed with nettle wine, plus some lugwort and carmiline tablets."
Gwen patiently selected in front of the shelves.
There was another voice coming from the other side.
"March, you have to give me some! I'm sick...don't you see? Without medicinal wine, my brain is twitching and exploding. You have to give me some...otherwise I'm afraid I'll do something evil.
, a patient has no sense of ethics!"
The guest slapped a gun on the table.
Gwen's body tensed up for a moment, and she held her left hand empty. The toes of her right feet touched the ground, and her calves were tense.
Longsard next to him snorted: "Another drunken old man is embarrassing himself."
Most of the dragon species in Longsard are black and yellow dragons. Gwen took a look at this handsome young man from Shad (he was six feet tall!), who had three pairs of large dragons.
Dragon horn, and a dragon-blooded boy.
Noticing Gwen looking at him, he puffed out his chest:
"Eighty percent of them are incompetent."
"oh?"
As soon as Gwen's doubtful voice rang out, she saw the drugstore owner patting the gun on the table with a bear paw with disdain, unloading the magazine at a speed that could not be seen clearly, and laughed: "I didn't even put in the private one."
Go...Brother, I'm not telling you, don't even think about robbing someone in your situation!...It's embarrassing."
Yes.
In Utopia, bullets are currency. If there are no bullets in the gun anymore, this person is too poor, right?
The Shad man sighed sadly and begged the other party to give him a glass of medicinal wine.
And what about the drugstore owner?
Although he is also Shad, Shad Xiong Zhonghou, but he is opening a store for business!
Ronsard next to him said:
"If you give this drunk man a drink for free, even Cat Lantern will come running over with a small earthen pot on his tail the next day to ask for a cup of medicinal wine to soothe his throat."
"Dear stranger." Gwen glanced at him, "I have to correct you, the cat lantern will not come the next day."
Ronsard blinked and was about to say, "It's just a joke."
Then I heard Gwen say: "I've been here since the evening."
He was stunned for a second, then laughed heartily and stretched out his bear paw: "In this difficult situation, we need a little humor and laughter. This is the true meaning of the Tea Festival. I am Lorraine Khanma
Sergey in the carriage, are you lucky enough to know the honorable name of this well-spoken man?"
"I can't say that I'm noble. If you really want to know... Gwen from the Fellowship is currently serving as the conductor of a small train."
Upon hearing this, the other party's eyes lit up.
The tone is also more warm.
The fact that there is a train in a place like this means two things.
1. Have money and strength.
Second, have connections and strength.
...In this slightly barbaric era, just having money and connections cannot protect one's own industry. Although this is a bit sad, this pure strength system ensures that the little commanders can
It is the source of power, and the characteristics of the source of power ensure that they are all knowledgeable and normal people (although it is very unfriendly to the mentally ill, but even in Utopia, if you want to be more crazy and stronger, you have to
First have the ability to study normally).
I bought various medicinal wines and packed my luggage.
We are about to set off to the first Shangguan’s house we should visit.
It just so happened that Sergey also had to visit his superior on behalf of his teacher, and what the two of them were talking about was speculation - the two of them were very vigilant about asking each other about their respective beliefs, etc., and it was like a blind date. But this
It is also normal for people in Utopia to make friends. After all, Yuanli must firmly believe in what he has learned.
Therefore, as long as we chat, it is impossible to continue to be friends if we are not friends.
For example, let’s take the King-Zun Faction and...
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The first Shangguan to visit is Long Yan, so you need to go to the small train where Long Yan lives.
It is also called the Dragon's Nest train.
The size is similar to Gwen's Sniper Cat, but smaller. The entire train imitates the Dragon Flame Castle, but is more Gothic and gorgeous. It can be said to be a quite luxurious and exquisite residential train. It also has a moving route.
Sixty percent are in the sky, 30% are dropping supplies near Dragon Flame Castle, and 10% are traveling on the carriageway where the sea can be seen.
It's a good train.
Gwen and Sergey must register at Longyan Castle before they can go up.
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If Gwen had thought about it, he would never have imagined that his second meeting with Long Yan would be in a place like this.
There were too many people waiting for Long Yan to meet him.
He and Sergey were arranged in waiting room No. 6, waiting for the call together with 6 fourth-rank officers and 12 fifth-rank officers.
Therefore, he drank a lot of tea.
Tea is a diuretic.
So I have to go to the bathroom.
In that bathroom, after he had successfully solved the problem of water accumulation, he heard the door of the single room behind him ring.
With the instinct of a man with actual combat experience, he naturally took a little precaution, but saw an armored man walking out of it.
It's quite like Sauron in the Lord of the Rings movie version dyeing his armor red and adding a cape and cloak.
He is tall but has a lean look.
Although Gwen believed that she had been joking with her panda brothers, cats, and mice that this armor was a cat lantern armor, but when they actually met, the damn pressure alone made people almost afraid to say a word.
!Don’t dare to say a word. This kind of aura is like using a huge flail to sweep you and your horse away in the next second. At this moment, Gwen only has a lightsaber in her hand and not the Holy Sword of Nasir.
"..."
At this moment, Long Yan didn't seem to realize that he would encounter the mind flayer Gwen.
Two men who were major suspects in the recent murders, vandalism, and deaths of government agents finally met.
The eyes under that helmet looked at him.
Gwen felt the temperature all over her body increase rapidly.
This temperature is like something burning inside the body.
My limbs felt weak for a moment.
Source force.
Fiery red power bursts out from within the body.
Gwen's blue eyes suddenly turned flaming, as if they were some kind of burning orange.
Source: The princess with one eye of fire.
A powerful source of power surged up, mixed with subtle magic power, suppressing the abnormal movements in the body.
Gwen moved her left hand and felt a slight stiffness in her palm.
Get stuck.
Some black powder, almost like charcoal, fell to the ground and burned.
The pain slowly came back.
The steamed and scorched flesh and blood falls off, while the new flesh and blood slowly recovers.
The warmth in Gwen's eyes covered his whole body, and the body that had been damaged to the point where even the mechanical heart was sounding an alarm in less than half a second was repaired.
Too dangerous.
This is 100% the origin ability of the doctrine system, because this kind of killing ability is not like the conversion system, nor the enhancement system, nor the fantasy system and deception... nor is it the source energy system.
Long Yan made a weak fist with his left hand.
Gwen's eyes flashed with fire, and he took three steps back in a row. He had simulated fighting with Longyan countless times. The opponent's normal speed was not very fast, but his explosive speed was the fastest among the people Gwen had seen so far!
The explosive power of the flexible giant cat lantern cannot be matched. With his skill, he must be at a certain distance before he can react.
The fire in front of him suddenly became more intense.
Before Gwen could react, Long Yan's figure had already appeared in front of her eyes, and the opponent's right hand was grabbing heavily.
Space seems to have stopped.
The fan blades of the ventilator stopped——
No, it's still moving.
But at this moment, the two of them entered a new realm of speed, and their perception achieved an effect like slowing down time.
Gwen's Yantong observed that Long Yan's right hand pierced the water vapor and air.
He felt the ruthlessness revealed in the opponent's pair of flames.
…
My body is too slow...
Gwen tried his best to move his body, and the source of power was constantly moving. The weak magic power was attached to the muscles. His strength was finally enough to tear through this layer of 'stagnation'. His left hand broke through the extreme speed of a mortal and blocked it upwards.
.
He held Long Yan's right hand on the back of his hand.
winter--
A very muffled sound.
But it seems like this is a code?
The air starts to circulate again, and the speed of the fan blades returns.
winter--
Another dream came out, Long Yan was already standing on the far left side of the bathroom, and Gwen was on the far right side.
Gwen looked a little shocked.
As for Long Yan, judging from his actions and behavior, he was also a little surprised.
