Tianjin people will never lose SAN

Chapter 290 Goodbye, Open Your Mouth

Prince Herama, who was hiding in the ruins, was suddenly caught in a dilemma. On the one hand, his urge to subdue von Stolovsky and Mala Kiss became stronger and stronger, because he coveted the black box technique in their hands.

To be precise, it was recording the cocoon in the black box. His hand was shaking slightly as he reached into his pocket. The cocoon meant a lot to him. Before coming to Mosesad, he had just performed a cruel religious trial ceremony in Kurt.

He found a secluded village where all the villagers and believers were killed. The ancient relic sealed in amber that Balkan had lost before was found in the village. He was worried that the gods related to the pendant would sense what he had done.

The revenge of gods is not something that ordinary people can easily bear.

The reason for taking the risk was that Herama had obtained information about the cocoon. Someone said that he had seen the box with the bronze bird relief in the village several years ago.

The fact that von Stroevsky could use the black box technique meant that he at least had the bronze bird box in his hands, and there might even be cocoons inside.

But... Herama knew better than anyone what the Black Box Technique meant. Although this forbidden spell had amazing effects, it had a fatal weakness, which was that it would definitely disturb the gods in the dreamland after use.

Soon, his underwater dreamland would be filled with the chaotic and difficult dream talk of the gods. Should he take a gamble and see who would collapse first between himself and the Inquisitor of the Holy See, or should he quickly end the dreamland and return to reality! ?

Time passed by minute by minute, and beads of sweat the size of beans oozed out from his forehead. It had been many years since he had felt this way, a feeling that made Herama feel very uneasy and torn.

Finally, he squatted on the ground, dug a hole in the sand with his hands, and buried the box inlaid with precious gems in his hand.

The next second, the dark blue underwater world gradually faded, and when the few people opened their eyes again, they were back in the living room of the Inquisitor's "secret base".

However, one of the servants had already fallen to the ground, lifeless, his wide-open eyes still retaining the look of fear before death.

"Prince Heramar, what do you mean?
The Archbishop also said that the Saint’s preaching of suffering stopped at Cape Alexandria in the Western Continent a thousand years ago. Is it because the blind believers in the Southern Continent are not worthy of hearing the Saint’s gospel?
No, it’s because the Saint felt their brutality and arrogance.”

Although Liu Yonglu was still being pressed on the table, his expression was full of sarcasm. Sometimes not resisting is also a form of pressure.

Just come at me if you have any ability. Look, what happened when I asked you to activate the dreamland just now? You still lost a servant for nothing.

"You two should drag the body out, and get some food so that the two judges won't laugh at us again."

Prince Herama waved his hand, and immediately two servants dragged their companion's body from the ground, bowed and walked out of the room.

"You two saw what I did just now, but if you put yourself in my shoes, I'm sure you wouldn't care."

Prince Herama wiped his hands with the napkin on the table and said slowly:

“We in the Southern Continent do not understand the rules as well as you do, but I believe the principle of survival of the fittest will work everywhere.

If I were not sitting here today, I believe any religious leader or politician with ulterior motives in any country in the Western Continent would have adopted the same approach.

Of course, I believe that you in the Holy See are all respectable gentlemen and upright believers, and you should sneer at what I did.

But as you just said, Mr. Feng, we are all lambs in the secular world, so naturally we cannot hear the teachings of the saint.

Please forgive my recklessness. I think this kind of mutual...testing is not entirely a bad thing. What do you think?"

If Liu Yonglu hadn't had to pretend to be the judge of the Saint's sect today, he would have been jumping up and down and cursing.

"Beer and cold dishes can't suppress you, little BK, you know how to give in now? Why didn't you cut it earlier? If you don't explain the whole matter today, don't even think about leaving this room today!"

He sat there in silence, while Millie Tang raised the glass on the table and took a sip of ice water.

It can be said that Prince Herama is a hero who can bend and stretch himself.

His subtext was that although I was the first to attack and I was wrong, at least I lost a servant.

It is better for both sides to put the past behind us. The basis of cooperation between the two sides is equal strength. Any unequal cooperation will eventually turn into pressure and compromise.

Now that everyone knows each other's strength, let's have a good talk.

Just when the atmosphere in the house was tense, "bang bang bang" sounds were heard outside the window of the restaurant on the first floor; someone was hitting the glass.

Liu Yonglu walked over and opened the window. In the heavy rain, a man wearing a black rubber raincoat and holding a rifle was standing outside the window. There was blood on the tip of the gun. No need to ask, it was the little genius's brother.

"Saint...Mr. Feng, the annoying mosquitoes will no longer spread the plague. Under the gospel, the village will surely return to peace."

It's no wonder that people who don't know him really think that Harvard's unparalleled aura and his powerful recitation of the scriptures are what he meant.

Prince Heramar stroked his beard and frowned in thought. No wonder there were only two judges waiting for him in the villa. It turned out that the others were waiting outside.

Needless to say, Wordsworth's people did not gain any advantage at the hands of these judges.

"Well, the saint's compassion shines across the earth, and the civilians on the street were not harmed."

"No."

Haverson finished his prepared lines and turned to leave. Before coming here, his sister had told him not to talk too much, as he was not good at talking and might easily ruin Saint Baran's plans.

Liu Yonglu turned around and went back to the table. He was more confident now. He put his hands on his chest and glanced at Herama opposite him. He thought to himself, this guy is thinking too much. You should look up quickly to see if there are any changes in the room. I spent so much time preparing a surprise for you. It would be so disappointing if you couldn't see it.

"Mr. Feng, we...eh?"

Finally seeing it, Liu Yonglu was delighted in his heart, but he did not show it on his face. His face was still gloomy, as if he had not yet recovered from the unhappiness just now.

Helama wanted to stand up but didn't dare to, so he could only raise his arm and point behind Liu Yonglu.

Nicholas' invention, which was originally placed in the room, showed that the copper umbrella in the hand of the strange child had opened up at some point!
Hey, Prince Herama has never seen this. Although technology was developing rapidly in those days, there was no fully automatic thing. What is the principle behind this? "Ah, what's wrong? Isn't it just Nikola's invention?"

Liu Yonglu pretended nothing happened and turned back to continue eating.

"Mr. Feng, the umbrella was clearly closed before we entered the dreamland. How come it opened by itself after we came out?"

"Humph, I explained it to you just now, but you were so focused on plotting against us that you probably didn't listen."

Liu Yonglu still played the good guy, which made Prince Herama look unhappy. But now he was completely passive. If he wanted this invention, he had to beg the other party with nice words. He quickly drank a sip of wine to calm down and continued:

"Mr. Feng, I am not a mechanic just like you. I cannot fully understand the complicated principles of inventions after listening to them once. Please take some time to help me solve my doubts."

While the two were talking, the two servants who had been carrying the corpse came back from outside. This time, they were both carrying food boxes from the restaurant. They opened the lids and placed new dishes on the table.

It was pouring rain outside, but not a single raindrop fell on the food. The dishes that should be cold were cold, and the dishes that should be hot were hot. Liu Yonglu was also knowledgeable and knew that these were all delicious dishes from the most famous restaurant on Helen Street.

He swallowed his saliva, waited for the servants to set the table, and Milly Tang nodded slightly to him, then he forked a piece of cocktail prawns into his mouth, eating while saying:

"If Prince Herama hadn't considered this dish..."

Liu Yonglu had just said halfway when he felt a pain in his feet. Millie Tang's little feet were rubbing and rubbing on his feet. She thought to herself, how come this guy has his old problem again? He can't move when he sees food. Think about it yourself, is this what a judge should say?

“Ahem, if this weren’t the territory of the Mosesad people, even if I could tolerate your disrespect to the saint just now, the bishops would not be able to tolerate it.

The judges are all practitioners of the Saint's will on earth and will not tolerate provocation, but please remember, don't let that happen again, not only to me, but also to other ordinary Saint's followers. Don't have any tyrannical and cruel thoughts. "

"Yes, yes, I was confused just now."

Prince Herama clenched his fists and said, "Von Slovsky, we are not done yet. Not to mention the invention in the room, I will have to trouble you again just for the clues about the black box technique. When the time comes, I will kill your people and steal your bird!"

Invention, a copper bird box suspected to contain insect cocoons, and the "Holy Eagle". Liu Yonglu now has three things in his hands that Prince Helama wants.

"I will explain this structure to you again in a simple and easy-to-understand way. I am also deepening my understanding while not understanding it."

Liu Yonglu was so proud of himself that he felt it was quite comfortable to rub Millie Tang's little feet.

"Didn't I just say that the invention is divided into two parts, the upper part plays a defensive role, and the lower part plays a sensing role.

The sculpture can sense when it is raining and open the umbrella before the raindrops touch the hull.

Miss Mala should have roughly explained to you the mechanical principle of the invention just now. The umbrella cannot distinguish whether the rain on the Lost Sea is strange rain or not. As long as it rains, he will hold the umbrella.

The special technology inside the umbrella can make the strange rain lose its teleporting effect."

"Oh oh oh..."

Prince Herama really remembered it. When he heard it just now, he didn't take it to heart. He just thought that what the two said was mysterious. Now that the facts were in front of him, he couldn't help but believe it.

There's no one else in the room except them. They all entered a dreamland just now. This can't be fake.

It happened to rain before the few people entered the dreamland. The umbrella opened by itself. Now he was 100% sure that the invention in the house was definitely real! There was no doubt about it!

"Then Mr. Feng, please allow me to ask one more question. Who is the little man who invented the pedestal?"

Prince Herama's curiosity was also aroused, and he wanted to find out the whole story as much as possible.

"This, is a deity. You may have noticed this invention. It is a perfect combination of modern technology and mysticism. The upper part is driven by the gear device inside, and the lower part is designed to draw on the power of this deity."

"I see."

Prince Herama nodded frequently and said that the child was unusual and turned out to be a statue of a god.

"Can you tell me the story about this god?"

It would be a bit rash to ask the price directly, so I'd better chat about some family matters first. If the other party is interested in selling, I will definitely give him some advice. But if he really minds because of the conflict just now, I'll think of a way. Herama is just testing the waters.

After eating the delicious food on the table and drinking two glasses of good wine, Liu Yonglu was happy. He used the rhetorical logic in the scriptures of the Saint's Sect to tell the story of the Calabash Brothers to the bearded prince opposite him again.

As expected of them, they are the Saint Maiden Sect, the number one faith in the Western Continent. They know so much about such an unpopular deity.

This time Prince Herama was not pretending, he was truly convinced.

"Mr. Feng, even if we don't reach an agreement on the deal today, just listening to the secret knowledge you revealed is enough to make my trip worthwhile.

But I came to Moses Sadd this time with the country's expectations. Regardless of whether it succeeds or not, I have to ask you.

Apart from Nicholas, are there any other conditions that can be discussed? If so, please let me know."

“Sizzle…ah.”

After drinking a glass of wine, Liu Yonglu slowly raised his right hand and made an "eight" gesture.

Hey, today's jokes are here again. You've worked hard all day studying and reading a novel, have a good laugh and go to bed quickly. Good night.

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(End of this chapter)