Started with a green hat for Verlaine

For Goethe, there are two better breakthroughs.

One, Schiller.

Second, Nietzsche.

Wang Qiu hesitated between the two German transcendents, thinking about who was the right choice and who would not betray himself temporarily.

The former is a friend of Goethe.

The three-dimensional Goethe and Schiller admired each other. After Schiller died of illness, Goethe said in great pain that he had lost half of his life, so he found Schiller's skull and moved it into the bedroom.No matter how Wenye world reverses the relationship, the two will definitely not be enemies or friends with plastic love.

The latter is Nietzsche with a Hitler bent.

The three-dimensional Nietzsche is Goethe's literary junior, and the two were born nearly a hundred years apart. Nietzsche once praised Goethe's thoughts as having a Dionysian spirit, which made Nietzsche as intoxicated and sacred as Dionysus.

However, the two are not on the same path. The later Goethe believed in the destiny, while Nietzsche embarked on a path of critical theology.

"If Goethe is taken away, it is safe to choose Schiller, because Schiller is very likely to help his friend wake up."

"If Goethe hadn't been taken away, Schiller would have been the most dangerous person."

"Like those inseparable friends."

"Goethe and Schiller teamed up. The only helper I can find in Germany is Nietzsche. Nietzsche is definitely not willing to be inferior to Goethe."

"He is a person who is extremely contradictory and advocates loneliness. After mastering the power of the transcendent, he must act recklessly. When I was young, I was touched by his famous quotes, and I thought he was a genius who hit the nail on the head. When I got older, I felt that He's an innocent, sensitive lunatic."

When Wang Qiu thought of Nietzsche at the end of the nineteenth century, he couldn't laugh or cry.

He didn't see Nietzsche who went crazy later. The young Nietzsche was a professor at the University of Basel in Switzerland. He wanted to use his talent to conquer the girl he liked, but he was rejected.He told his impression of Nietzsche, and Lan Tang had a wonderful expression of "you're kidding me": "Will Nietzsche fail to catch girls?"

Wang Qiu said: "I don't know if the Nietzsche in this world is very capable or not, but the Nietzsche I know is a short-sighted young man who suffers from a family hereditary disease and has a shy personality. The number of times is too many, and I heard that I have suffered from misogyny."

Lan Tang: "...Misogyny."

The difference between the two worlds made Lantang feel novelty. It turned out that Nietzsche hated women because of too many failed pursuits.

Wang Qiu begged Lan Tang to gossip about Nietzsche in this world.

Lan Tang said firmly: "Nietzsche has never had a woman by his side. If any woman approaches him, he will go crazy and show you."

Wang Qiu was puzzled: "Has the French government sent someone to try?"

Lan Tang nodded, "Seduction is the easiest way to achieve the goal, and women have the ability to reproduce, so it is of great significance to give birth to the offspring of the Transcendent, and the German government is willing to pay a high price to redeem the child, but the final result is very difficult. Bad, basically no return."

Wang Qiu asked, "Have you tried men?"

Lan Tang said indifferently: "The Germans won't accept it after eating it."

Wang Qiu sighed and said it as if you French would admit it after eating it.

Lan Tang seemed to know that Wang Qiu was insulting the law again, and emphasized: "The Germans are very bad at this, much worse than the French!"

Wang Qiu said: "Schiller and Nietzsche, who do you want to fight against?"

Lan Tang replied reflexively: "I'd rather be Schiller."

He made no secret of his rejection of Nietzsche.

Nietzsche, who disrespects women, is the object of disgust of many people, and Lantang hates Nietzsche because this madman has caused a lot of losses to the French government. Many attacks against France were all planned by Nietzsche.

Wang Qiu pondered for three seconds, and said simply and neatly, "Then Nietzsche."

Lan Tang didn't come back to his senses: "Who do you want to contact?"

Wang Qiu said: "Nietzsche, a lunatic, let's bring him in as an ally, so that you can satisfy your desire not to deal with Nietzsche~."

Lan Tang was stunned, wait, he didn't mean that!

Wang Qiu did what he said. He lifted the quilt and sat up, opened the Twitter page, and sent a message to the other party in Nietzsche's Twitter private message.

【Mr. Nietzsche, would you like to come to China to see me? 】

[Address is attached. 】

The bait has been laid.

Just wait for the fish to bite the bait.

Wang Qiu, who had settled the matter, suddenly shivered, seeing Lan Tang's dark face, Wang Qiu rolled his eyes and found an excuse.

"Sooner or later, Nietzsche will come to him. It is better to take the initiative than to be passive."

The same is true of the Goethe incident. Wang Qiu is no longer willing to be a weak mortal waiting for the storm to come. With a dragon-slaying knife in his hand, mortals also want to slaughter gods.

"Are you sure he will come?"

"He is Nietzsche."

"?"

"Recognizing oneself and mastering oneself are his philosophy."

……

Nietzsche's action is so strong that it is outrageous.

The next day, Nietzsche escaped the German surveillance personnel, left behind a double, and came to China with a book printed out on a few thin sheets of paper.

The place agreed by the two was on the top of the mountain at five o'clock in the morning.

To watch the sunrise.

As soon as Wang Qiu and Lan Tang went up the mountain, they saw a man in a German military uniform.

This is a German with a slender and morbid appearance. His fingertips are as white as a handful of snow. Against his aristocratic appearance, he has a kind of vampire beauty, far from the image of a powerful and powerful man in the world's imagination.

The three-dimensional Nietzsche is weak and sickly.

Nietzsche in Wenye World inherited the high-dimensional "weakness", but abandoned the shyness in Wang Qiu's memory, revealing neurotic cruelty and monsters in every move, hiding absolute rationality under madness.When his eyes fell on others, he couldn't help giving people a tingling sensation like a needle prick.

A German man with aggressive eyes.

When the sun has not yet risen, Nietzsche's dark breath dominates the audience.

Compared with Nietzsche, Lan Tang blended into the world, his eyes were calm, he was not interested in Nietzsche, and he was holding hot sweet soy milk in his hand.

Wang Qiu's focus was always off. When he saw the book in the man's hand, he sincerely admired him: "Among so many people with supernatural powers, only Mr. Nietzsche wrote a novel immediately in order to meet me."

Nietzsche jumped down from the rock on the edge of the cliff, no longer posed to look at the small mountains, and threw the book to Wang Qiu.

Wang Qiu caught it and excitedly turned a few pages.

Nietzsche said familiarly: "How did I write it? Mr. Wang Qiu, this is the result of my racking my brains and spending one night to write it."

Lan Tang, who was originally calm, raised his guard and became hostile to Nietzsche.

Another tentacle monster? !

Wang Qiu commented on the work, pointing directly at Nietzsche's heart. Nietzsche said with a smile: "I dropped out of school earlier, and my writing skills were a bit poor. I sacrificed too much for the war."

Lan Tang: "..."

Excuse.

You should have graduated from college when the war started.

Nietzsche opened his mouth and lied casually.

Wang Qiu ignored Nietzsche's age and said, "Is Mr. Nietzsche of the same generation as Mr. Goethe?"

Nietzsche said generously: "I am a little younger than him, but in the eyes of outsiders, he may be a little younger than me. He will pretend to be tender. I can't compare with a middle-aged man who knows how to take care of skin."

How about exposing your immediate boss like this?

Wang Qiu complained, and suddenly realized that this point hurt more than one person.

Lan Tang's face turned even darker.

A person who knows how to take care of skin...middle-aged...um...so does he.

Wang Qiu squeezed Lan Tang's hand tightly, calm down, you are a youthful and beautiful boy, don't be provoked by Nietzsche's words.

Lan Tang looked at Wang Qiu helplessly: 【His mouth stinks. 】

Wang Qiu: [Dear Lantang, we are forever young, and the age on the ID card can be changed at any time~. 】

Nietzsche looked at the two with great interest, staring at the hands they were holding, as if a flower grew there, big and strange.

One is the dead body, a suspected cloned Huaguo.

One is the humanoid supernatural ability of the body dying for love and suspected of fraudulent corpse.

True or false, it’s like looking at flowers through fog, there are so many secrets behind the love between two people, Nietzsche really wanted to take it apart one by one to have a look.

interesting.

Really a liar meets a liar, let's see who is more skilled.

Wang Qiu took a step forward, but blocked Lan Tang behind him, and he seemed like the head of the family invisibly: "How much does Mr. Nietzsche know about the matter between Ma Shengqiuya and Paul Verlaine?"

Nietzsche said, "Not too much, not too much."

Wang Qiu said: "If Mr. Nietzsche is willing to reveal the truth, I would be happy to tell Mr. Nietzsche the origin of your misogyny."

Nietzsche was taken aback, misogyny?This is what he was born with.

Could it be... It has something to do with Wang Qiu.

Smart people just think a lot. Nietzsche became suspicious of Wang Qiu, worried that he might have something in his hands.

Wang Qiu flickered: "Whether you want to believe it or not is up to you."

Nietzsche chose to believe, and nothing was lost anyway.

He revealed Goethe's behavior of going to Japan six years ago to wait for a rabbit in advance, and said bluntly: "Goethe has bad intentions. He picked up Paul Verlaine just like he picked up a little white rabbit. He liked to tease and bite. If it wasn't for Xi Le interfered with it, Paul Verlaine had long been his lover, and the worst thing was that I was not allowed to see Paul Verlaine."

Nietzsche fiddled with the badge on his chest, and said regretfully: "I also really want to know what it's like to assassinate the king of France. I'm a prisoner, that's so lovable."

Nietzsche fixed his gaze on Lan Tang.

Lan Tang no longer showed his emotions, he was so calm that he didn't hear anything.

【Paul...】

[Damn Germans, come to pick up the leak when Paul and I die together, you must have known something in advance. 】

[Fortunately, I wanted to die that day and blocked the space around me with the "color painting book", so that it didn't fall into Goethe's hands. 】

Wang Qiu had expected Verlaine's end, which was a little better than expected, and Goethe "took care" of Paul Verlaine.

Wang Qiu suddenly said joyfully: "If you were given a chance, would you be willing to repay Goethe severely? He is half of your senior and your 'idol'. Seeing the 'idol' who is high above and in power is so painful that you should Very happy."

Nietzsche looked at the eyes of his peers and became ambiguous, "That is one of the great joys of life!"

Wang Qiu said frankly: "I want to deal with Mr. Goethe. He indirectly killed Ma Shengqiuye. I need him to pay a certain price. But I think about it. Mr. Nietzsche and Mr. Schiller may be my help."

Wang Qiu's smile is like a mask, exaggerated and brilliant.

"I chose Herr Nietzsche."

"Compared to Mr. Schiller, who has no clear position, Mr. Nietzsche should be one of the people who most want to see Mr. Goethe's misfortune."

"I can reveal a few more things to Mr. Nietzsche. You will be willing to believe my sincerity. First of all, your supernatural powers cannot harm me. A mere book cannot satisfy my appetite. It is like seeing a strong person once. If you lose, you won't be too happy, and secondly—”

"Goethe."

"His personality has changed, hasn't he?"

"If you don't speak, after five seconds, I will take it as the default. One, two, three...five, obviously more than one person has noticed this matter. Both you and Schiller feel strange, and it doesn't matter if you choose."

Under Wang Qiu's quick verbal attack, Nietzsche struggled a bit. He was not sure about Wang Qiu's details, and what Wang Qiu proposed, in Nietzsche's view, "conformed" to Wang Qiu's history of war experience.

People who have seen Goethe before may naturally find that Goethe has changed.

Nietzsche chose the default.

Immediately, he saw Goethe clearly under Wang Qiu's exposure.

Wang Qiu said slowly: "If it's not a personality disorder, is it being taken away by something unknown?"

Nietzsche's big laughter came from the top of the mountain, distorted and happy.

"So it is!"

"That's interesting - I get it! Thanks for the news, I decided to listen to you!"

"Let's deal with Goethe together!"

Lan Tang silently covered his ears.

This kind of laughter is too magical, full of the breath of a young boy.

It seems that every country always has a rebel, the French government has Paul Verlaine, the German government has Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche, but I don’t know if the British government has such people.

They are all superpowers, and they must share the blessings and difficulties together!

……

Oscar Wilde sneezed in London, England.

A little Yangou didn't say anything, didn't think about anything, and waited for the storm outside to stop before going surfing.

……

The script group and the force faction join forces.

A Hongmen banquet against Goethe is about to be held.

Schiller has been very disturbed recently. He contacted Osamu Dazai in advance and wooed senior officials who were close to Goethe. Many actions showed signs of parting ways with Goethe. However, he held back and was unwilling to fight in the open.

He tried to find Goethe's weakness.

too difficult.

He wanted to expose Goethe as a personality with supernatural powers, but he couldn't find a way. Goethe had occupied a high position for a long time, and no one dared to care about the changes.

Under constant probing, Schiller had a premonition that his safety was a problem, and Goethe would not indulge himself forever.Under Goethe's gaze, Schiller had nothing to hide, ashamed and helpless, and the price of every temptation had already been borne by him at night.

Goethe was not afraid of his doubts, and regarded this period of war without gunpowder smoke as a process of taming, and wanted to completely crush Schiller's wishes.

Schiller knew why he survived.

Therefore, Schiller gradually became desperate. Objectively speaking, this Goethe has greater influence on the German government, and his means are more than before, and the other party has not harmed the German government.

The more so, the more his friend, the real Mr. Goethe was forgotten, and the treacherous and indifferent Goethe became people's new impression.

This is being forgotten by people and abandoned by one's own country.

The country likes people who bring benefits!

"Schiller." On this day, Nietzsche raided the office and found a discouraged Schiller, which shocked him.

"I found a way to save Goethe, do you want to join?"

Nietzsche spoke as sincerely as he wanted to save Goethe.

Schiller closes the curtains, expressing deep suspicion.

Nietzsche said plausibly: "What I want to defeat is the real Goethe. This fake Goethe has been arrogant for so long. I can't bear it anymore when he steps on us. We must stand up and resist!"

Schiller: "..." Who told me before that I was stupid, that I should use my brain more and listen to what Goethe said?You swallow those words for me!

Nietzsche's eyes sparkled: "I have found a helper!"

Schiller's lips moved, and there was a fierce struggle in his heart. Joining forces with outsiders is treason!

Schiller weak mosquito: "Who?"

Nietzsche said: "A man who is immune to supernatural powers."

Schiller was disappointed: "It's useless, I asked Osamu Dazai to touch him."

Nietzsche said viciously: "I am speaking of another man."

Schiller's pupils dilated slightly.

Nietzsche whispered the name and the plan of a full blow into Schiller's ear, and successfully dragged the hesitant Schiller into the water.

"Wang Qiu... is a person that even Goethe can't directly hurt..."

……

How many people were caught by the mysterious Chinese people?

Favor?

Bah, he only kills those who owe him favors!

Don't try to lie to Nietzsche!