Ming Dynasty and New Rome and Infinite Magic Machine

Chapter 992 Files
"You want to live in the cave?"

【Oh, the wise Shang Tianjun overestimated the technology of Rome - this is just a painting. 】

“Isn’t that still a cave?”

[No, no, no, it's different from the cave. There is time in the cave, and the painting is just an artistic creation, and it has not experienced an explosive birth. So the four seasons inside will not change, and no stories will happen. But it is very useful for a villa, because you only need to take care of the flowers and plants for one season. ]

"That's really... really convenient." The painting was hung on the wall of his house.

The expected "living in his house" happened, but it didn't happen completely.

"Wait a minute." Shangluo asked, "Since it looks like a painting from the outside, what does it look like from the inside?"

"It's a flower trellis door with mistletoe vines entwined around it, and you can see what your house looks like." Victoria replied, "But you don't have to worry about me peeking in. I can only see you when you can see me, and vice versa. Oh, by the way, can I come out for dinner?"

"Of course you can. Are you the only one coming out to eat? Or is everyone coming out?"

"And me." Lady Agatha beside him added, "As for the others, I will ask them to try not to come out and show their heads, so as not to cause trouble to you, Lord Tian."

"In that case." Shang Luo looked at the wall clock, "It's almost time for dinner. What are your plans?"

"I'm afraid I don't have time to eat for the time being." Agatha also glanced at her pocket watch. "Because this painting cannot be moved around with people in it, so we have to arrange for other people to live in it."

"???" Shang Luo was stunned for a moment, "Wait, you mean, these people have to come in through my door and then walk in by themselves?"

"That's right." Agatha nodded. "So it may take about 30 minutes for you to enter your home. Because in addition to people, there are also some equipment that need to be moved in."

"Wait! Do these people have to come in?"

Agatha was a little confused: "Is it my poor planning? I didn't know it would cause you trouble. Can I ask what exactly your trouble is? I can try to coordinate it."

She didn't know what Shangluo was worried about. Because she had tried to speed up the whole plan. She only needed to occupy Shangluo's door for half an hour to move everything in. It shouldn't cause any trouble. If there was any pollution during the process, such as dirtying the floor, she would bring the maid to restore everything. After that, everyone should try not to go out, and even try not to show their heads.

In theory, this plan could be carried out in this way. In this way, the minimum standards of a Roman emperor could be maintained without interfering with Victoria's living conditions.

This was actually what Victoria's father, co-emperor Agathocles, privately requested. He knew what was going on here, but as long as the most basic requirements were met, he wouldn't care too much.

"This is actually the situation," Shangluo explained. "Our country's household registration system has strict controls on foreigners. If so many of you move in, I'll have to report to the police station. They might think I'm doing something weird."

"There is such a thing?" Agatha was surprised. "There are civil affairs personnel who can manage you, Tianjun? Is this police station some secret authority?"

"No. It's the police station on our street. They are very responsible and I don't want to cause them any trouble."

"Why do you listen to them? You are..." Agatha shook her head, "I understand. This is the rule of Zhendan. I understand it very well. Wait a moment, I will ask them to stop now. They should have just got off the boat now."

Bang bang. There was a knock on the door, and the familiar voice of Ah Huang. There was fear in Ah Huang's voice.

"Shangluo! Are you at home?" It was the director's voice.

"Ah? Here they come." Shangluo immediately opened the door and went out. The first thing he saw was not the director and Ah Huang, but a large group of people. They all wore bright red helmets and bright red heavy bulletproof vests, and everyone carried red bags. The double-headed eagle of the Roman Empire was printed on the bags and breastplates.

Victoria's guards had arrived, sooner than expected.

"Captain, where are you?"

A hand stretched out from the crowd, squeezing through a large group of armored Roman soldiers: "What are you going to do? Are you going to mutiny? Are you finally going to rebel?"

"Huh? How could there be a mutiny?"

"If you didn't mutiny, why would you hide so many private soldiers in your house? Let me tell you first, even though you mutiny, we can't do anything to you, but you still have to go through the necessary reporting procedures."

"No, no, no, I don't mean that at all." Shang Luo shook his head repeatedly, "How could I mutiny?"

"Ah," the director pressed his forehead, "So, what are you going to do with these people? So many people are really moving into your house? There must be five or six hundred of them! They're lined up all the way from here to the street corner, and everyone is watching."

Shangluo asked tentatively: "Can they all live in my house?"

"Ah, this." The director was a little confused. "Anyway, I can't control how many houses they want to move into, whether you want to mutiny or something. What I want to say is, please fill out the form."

As she spoke, she took out three thick file bags.

"Fill out a form?"

"Yes. Fill out the forms. I am only responsible for the public security process, I can't control anything else. If you want to let so many people live in your house, please fill out the application forms for me one by one according to the number of people. Assist us in the process, it will be convenient for you and us. Even if you rebel, please go through the process."

"How many times do I have to tell you that I really am not planning a mutiny? Do you think I am such a dangerous person?"

The director nodded and said, "According to Journey to the West, a Monkey King like you will cause trouble in Heaven sooner or later."

"Is Journey to the West a historical document?! Also, when did I become Sun Wukong? Where is the Peach Garden for me to watch over?"

"Anyway, you just need to fill out the forms. The Monkey King also has to report for work, right?" She stuffed three large packages of forms into Shangluo's hands. "That's it, I'll come get them tomorrow morning. Please submit as many forms as the number of people staying here. See you tomorrow, Ah Huang, let's go."

She pulled the dog leash and was about to go out. The situation here was beyond the management capacity of a police station, and she just planned to finish her job and go home after the work was done. She was cooking glutinous rice in the rice cooker.

(End of this chapter)