Ming Dynasty and New Rome and Infinite Magic Machine

Chapter 807 Flood Release
The interior scenes of ancient monks were usually hermitages in deep mountains and old forests, with fields, huts, and thatched houses at the foot of the mountain, and pavilions and towers on the mountain. But the interior scenes of Shangluo are mirror images of the towns he is familiar with. This is the appearance of the "countryside" he is familiar with. Not only Shangluo, but actually the interior scenes of many monks are getting further and further away from the images drawn on the "interior map", because the "countryside" that everyone perceives is completely different from that of the ancients.

If Han Xingzhi also had an interior scene, his mirror image would actually be similar to Shangluo, but the performance would be different. Although the mountain is not a scenic spot, the foot of the mountain is definitely not a village where chickens and dogs meet each other, but an industrialized countryside connected by railways. There may not be qualified roads in the countryside, but there will definitely be railways connecting here. Because as a completely industrialized country, Ming Dynasty’s industrialization and urbanization were completed quite early. When the numerous branch railways were built in rural areas, the automobile had not even been invented.

Corresponding to the branch railway that Han Xingzhi might have seen, Shangluo saw buses running on rural roads.

After entering the interior scene, Shangluo was still standing at the bus stop entering the town as before. There was a dam erected on the river next to it, which he had seen when he first came here. The river goes against the trend, just like a practitioner going against the will of heaven, relying on the waterwheel to move all the way to the top of Fangcun Mountain.

But now, the river that was originally flowing calmly has become as turbulent as a flood. The water level has risen to the side of the river embankment, and the land near the shore has been splashed by the river water. Waves of water hit the shore one after another, and there were already signs of overflowing at the bend of the river not far away.

This is different from ordinary floods. Because the spiritual energy flow corresponding to this set of rivers flows against the trend to the top of the mountain. If the waterwheels and water pumps did not operate in time, they would be silted up here like now.

Everyone has already taken action. The noble people from Tianyi who look like gloves have already started carrying sandbags by the river. The dam blocking the river has begun to operate at full speed. There is also a row of noble people from Tianyi riding the water wheel. However, such a small amount of manpower is only a drop in the bucket for the raging torrent, and the water flow is still rising.

"Tianjun! You are finally here!" The former young general wearing a white helmet ran over. "If you drink again, I'm afraid something will happen!"

"But, I can't stop drinking. What will happen next if I drink?"

"If you must drink, in order to prevent the meridians from bursting, we can only choose to release the flood."

"No way!" Phaethon saw it and said, "Are you drunk? Can this thing really make you drunk?"

"Flood release? What do you mean?"

Almost as soon as it entered his throat, he felt a warm current spreading from his dantian, gradually spreading to the far ends of his limbs, and then his head. When the warm current reaches the head, a severe dizziness suddenly emerges. His forehead began to sweat and his face began to turn red.

"Okay." Shangluo made a decision, "Then I'll leave it to you."

Opening his eyes, Shangluo returned to the outside world.

"Okay." Shangluo picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp——

[The former young general sent a report. When you're prepared, you'll start with the least impactful part first. 】

"That is, find a way to let these spiritual energy disperse. Now the eight extraordinary meridians have been blocked by the flood, and they can only be evacuated into the normal meridians. But those meridians affect your normal physiological functions, Tianjun - so once When the flood begins, your own physiological functions will begin to be affected. If Tianjun you must drink, then we can work harder."

"It's okay." Shangluo waved his hand, "This is my way to adjust my physical condition. Now, it's your turn."

This situation also surprised Alexander: "Your Majesty, King of Rome, what's wrong with you? Ambrosia is actually not wine, but the fairy delicacy itself. It shouldn't make you drunk."

Alexander showed extraordinary resilience. He downed the fifth glass and drank it. He fell to the ground, staying down longer than before, but still woke up before the 10-second countdown.

"All right."

"It's your turn" Alexander's voice trembled. The drink he just drank didn't visibly bulge his abdomen, but his condition clearly seemed to be getting worse.

[Hello, Shangluo. The former young general sent a report - if you drink again, just raising your body temperature and sweating will no longer solve the problem, and it may have to leak into other meridians. 】

"Do you mean?"

【Let me ask. 】 Apollonia was silent for a while and asked about the result, 【Can urinate. 】

"No, according to the rules, urination is not allowed. After all, this rule was originally a drinking rule, and you can't go to the toilet in the first place." [Have you considered doing it on the spot?]

"Absolutely not! By the way, what are you thinking about? Is there any other way? Even if I faint, how can you treat me like this?"

[Okay, I'll ask and let them give feedback. 】

After a brief discussion, Apollonia gave the result: [There is a way, but you have to be prepared. They're going to increase your heart rate and possibly your blood pressure. You may experience intense discomfort, but that's about it. 】

"Let's do it this way. I think Alexander is almost done."

Picking up the wine glass, Shangluo raised his head and took a sip.

Snap, the wine glass fell to the ground.

Shangluo covered his chest and leaned against the pillar to keep from falling - his heart that immediately started beating violently made him feel like he was on the verge of death, and his blood pressure soared so much that his head was about to explode.

[Wait a minute. Wrong calculation! Wrong calculation! Don't raise your blood pressure so high, you're going to have a cerebral hemorrhage! 】

"How to do?"

[Bleeding, do it now. Phaethon! ] Apollonia sent her instructions to let Phaethon prepare.

"Understood." Grabbing the knife, Phaethon walked around behind Shangluo, "I'm offended."

She cut Shangluo's ear with a knife and let out bright red blood.

Blood dripped onto the ground, like red plum blossoms blooming on paper, dyeing the white marble floor red.

The moment the blood hit the ground - Alexander swept away his fatigue.

He stood up, as if he had expected it.

"I said that blood and wine come from the same source after all. If you drink secret wine, you will eventually bleed."

"What are you going to do?" Phaethon stood in front of Shangluo, "Are you going to break the rules? Do you think you can defeat us in this way?"

"Let him finish." Shangluo waved his hand, "Sooner or later he will be exposed. After preparing for so long, you can't just slap each other with me."

"Of course, of course, your guess is very accurate. First of all, I don't plan to use force. I have already sworn to the Great Styx. This game must be won or lost by drinking. And I can't win in any case. From the beginning That's the beginning. But, everyone, you may have overlooked one thing - sadly, I am not a human being at all." He opened his eyes, and his eyes began to burn with blazing light.

Although the light was igniting, the round belly began to fade away. The fire in his eyes burned them all away, producing no benefit, but leaving nothing behind:
"I am the Philosopher King created by the Philosopher's Stone. After all, I am not a human being. But it is really a pity that Ambrosia is actually of no use to me at all. I can't even taste it because Achilles can't eat it." I haven’t drunk it before. It’s a pity that such magical power is just burned out of my eyes.”

He grabbed the wine glass, took a sip, and then drank it all. The fire in his eyes jumped a little more, as if the Ambrosia he just drank had nothing to do with him at all.

"Now, it's your turn." He raised his hand, and Ptolemy poured another glass of bright red Ambrosia. "I know you will continue to drink. You will definitely continue to drink. You will definitely continue to drink. It will bleed again.”

(End of this chapter)