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Boyue is a tall man, not fat, but also very round, a typical pampering lord, he closed his eyes and swallowed the minced meat in his mouth, took a napkin to wipe the corners of his mouth, he sighed comfortably. "Tang Jin, you know I don't like being disturbed during meals."

"But this monk showed a miracle."

Boyue opened his eyes abruptly with a look of surprise, "Tang Jin, your heart was eaten by a dog? There is no shit, is this a new trick to cheat money from me? Tell the truth."

Chapter 545 Religion, Game, God

Su Xiangli strode into the side hall and got Tang Jin's guarantee that she didn't need to remove the weapon, but a giant sword that was taller than her was very scary.

Baron Boyue was attracted by the determined footsteps. He raised his head and saw that a beautiful woman with a solemn temperament came at the front door. The facial features are different from their race. "What kind of priest is your excellency?"

"Yes." The restaurant of the lord Su Xiangli has a panoramic view. The wooden architecture and the decorative effect rely on embroidered tapestries. On the long pillars on both sides, niches are cut out, and many lamps and candles are placed. Bright copper is placed behind the lamps. Slices, warm fire light illuminates the dining table.The air is filled with the smell of animal fats and the complex aroma of food.

Speaking of which, she has not eaten for six hours.Su Xiangli: If this lord can invite me to dinner, he can spare his life when he meets each other.

Boyue just continued to ask hesitantly, "Excuse me, which of Mithra's gods do you mean for cooking?"

"Boil is the only true god in the world, and all the other gods are false gods." Su Xiangli was talking idioms, squinting, and her expressionless expression was a bit unpredictable. Her ten-person slashing skills made the lord. Several of the children were a little dazed by the fright, one by one they forgot to eat with their mouths open. The beef with their mouths was as dull as frozen eggplants or frozen eggplants stuffed with meat.

Sue: This beef looks good, myoglobin is quite adequate.

"So, you are a heretic?" Boyue's face became gloomy.

"You are heretics. You believe in cooking to avoid disaster." Su Xiangli felt his palms itching again.

Boyue is a pragmatist, "Oh? This is a novelty. You missionaries have always said that believing in a certain god can bring me wealth and fame, and that you can avoid disasters. You are the first. People, go to the chapel and invite the priest of the tray!"

Su Xiangli: In other words, you are still acquainted, otherwise you will know what Blood and Light Disaster is after a while.

Boyue turned to the captain of his own guard, "Well, my dear Captain Don King, this is the second time you interrupted my meal. I remember, the first time was the second day I came to Dray County, you said there were three A hunter was missing. I said the rules at the time. In the following three years, until today, you have not violated it again. This is great, but I still want to know how attractive this so-called cooking makes you so gaffe?"

"This priest, she showed a miracle, a real miracle. The body of a drunkard was beaten to light by the priest, and then flew into her chest. She used the priest's holy body to save the dead to heaven. ."

Boyue was taken aback, "This is unexpected, butler, prepare a seat for this priest."

Su Xiangli accepted the lord’s invitation, took a seat and had a meal. When he arrived at the dinner table, no matter how fierce people were, there was a touch of human touch. The boys of Boyue finally calmed their minds and dared to secretly look at the foreign pagan. , Simple commoner, dressed in a fresh beast skin, although the dress is barbaric, but he is full of civilization.She untied her huge sword and leaned on the pillar behind her. The big sword had beautiful fish scales and a piece of hemp rope as a spike on the hilt.

Boyue also frequently placed his gaze on the giant sword. He hesitantly asked: "This is... Tashi has to reload the sword?"

Su Xiangli cut a small piece of beef and leaned to his mouth, seeming to hesitate for a moment, but still calmly put the food in his mouth and chewed it carefully.

Without answering, Boyue also looked back.

His father, Earl Jinsui, said that he would send a group of Tashid heavy infantry to station in Drayshire. Although it was an imperial army in name, it was actually a private armour prepared for him by the old earl.

Tashide people are born soldiers, and Tashide epee is also a good weapon on the battlefield.

Counting the time, that team of infantry is coming soon, Boyue never expected that the heavy armored soldiers he longed for had already died under the thin female missionary at the table.

The priest came, and when the baron's attendant summoned him, the priest Mithra was preaching to a boy alone in his bedroom, imparting the grace of the invincible sun god Mithra.

So he is now a little untidy, his face flushed with anger, he pushed open the door of the side hall angrily, and within half an hour, the two doors were knocked open for the second time, and the old butler pulled the tray of priest’s clothes again. The sleeves still did not hold.The tray is a fat middle-aged man, and the farmers' selfless worship made him fat all over. He is like a big tire or a mill for grinding rice, coming in gruntingly.

"I heard! There is a heretic! A heretic! Where is it!" The tray was aggressive.

Su Xiangli put down the knife and fork, took the dusty cotton napkin and pressed it on the corner of his mouth, stood up a little bit, the chair was squeezed away by her legs, making a harsh rubbing sound.

"Here are the heretics!" Su Xiangli took off the bloody throwing axe from his waist and threw it abruptly in the panic of everyone.

The axe flew in the air, spinning like a red vortex frisbee, and like a red electric shock, and finally settled on the forehead of the monk on the tray. He yelled and fell backwards, his eyes smashed, blood and brain smooth The crack in the skull spurted out.

The guards drew out their swords to surround Su Xiangli, but she waved her hand calmly, and the dead monk's body and blood stains turned into light, dripping into Su Xiangli's body.

Only an empty yellow monk's uniform was left on the spot, and a cold wind blew in from the opened door, and the white tassels on the monk's uniform trembled, and there was no movement.

"God... miracle!" I don't know who said this first.

The lord stood up tremblingly, and overturned the dinner plate and the red wine excitedly. He was a little embarrassed, so he raised the bottle first, and then stumbled to Su Xiangli.

The expression on his face is very complicated. Su Xiangli watched his thousands of emotions surge. Su Xiangli will see this emotional change many times in the future. It is shock, surprise, panic, and sorrow for the unbelievers. , A reverent posture, and now, looking around, almost everyone has a similar expression.

Su Xiangli only felt unreal at this moment.

Very unreal.

The characters in the game can show such complex emotions, and she knows that these emotions are all simulated by programs and calculated by AI.

Is it really just a fake to have such a vivid virtual character?

If even all human emotions can be imitated by ruthless programs, are emotions true or false?

What if they knew that their existence was just a dream?

When the world is indeed designed, when the uncertainty of nature itself is determined to be a necessary controllable variable, in the face of such ultimate rational dogma, the world itself is too false and unreal.

Su Xiangli asked: "Then you believe there is a god in the world?"

"Of course, you are the incarnation of God."

"So everything in the world is doomed by God?"

"It depends on you." Boyue rubbed his hands and became flattering. For him, miracles are very important. To see the truth of superstition while he is alive, it means huge political capital and for the aftermath of death. The passion of the world struggles.

Seize the opportunity!

Su Xiangli nodded, "Well, let's announce to teach."

The 546th chapter sky, sea

Lu Zhengkang sits in front of the refining blast furnace. This thing is two meters high. It took him a night to work. The day and night of this planet are relatively long, and there are 31 earth hours in a night. This is the cold season, I don’t know the summer season. Is the night shorter at night?

It is bitterly cold in the middle of the night, especially in the latter half of the night, the dark red of the sky fades a little bit, and the big star of the sky rises to the zenith, and then the southern sky faints with ice blue light, and the sun and stars have not yet risen. Well, in such a delicate state, the piercing blue light blurred and melted Wan Lai's trajectory.

The Tingyu in the sky moves slowly, it is a strip of shadows in the sky, twisted and straight, unhurriedly, the sky and the earth are far apart, and the flowing clouds are blown by the high-altitude wind into a thin mist of yarn. The outlines of atmospheric creatures are not real, just like subjects of another kingdom in the sky.

To Lu Zhengkang’s side and behind, Tutuka sleepwalking curled up and fell asleep unknowingly, grunting like bubbles in a mirror lake, while he was guarding a scorching pure green campfire, surrounded by warm, bright flames covered in blue The light of the sky caught him and became docile.

Lu Zhengkang added firewood from time to time, piled up bricks and stones around the fire a little bit, and filled the gaps with waste slag and gravel. In the end, a blast furnace looked decent. When he completed this simple earth blast furnace, the sun and stars were rising. When it rises up, the bright pink morning glow is incredibly beautiful, the world is like a drop of watercolor from the gods, and the tidal sound of the ocean waves surging rumblingly behind the palm grove in front.

Lu Zhengkang was attracted by the beauty and stood up and ran towards the sea.

Tutuka was awakened by the sun. When he looked around, the giant spirit was gone. He looked around in a panic. In the distance, one of his people pointed in the direction of the sea. Tutuka picked up the blood quenched spear and stepped away. I walked through the woods and saw Lu Zhengkang standing by the sea. The giant spirit said nothing, did not move, but stood upright, revealing a majestic and free back. The sun hangs in the sky in the southeast, and the sunrise is holding the giant spirit’s The outline reflects the misty steam in the dyeing workshop, which is distorted and confused. The edges are dizzy with light like fine burrs. Tutuka quietly kneels. He doesn't know the meaning of the giant spirit's actions, but he knows that he only needs to obey. .

Lu Zhengkang looked at the rolling black waves in front of him. He had experienced many beautiful scenery in the simulation cabin he bought. The colorful and splendid everything on the outer planet, the beautiful and silent mood is what every modern person has experienced.The experience of the simulation cabin is very real, after all, it directly communicates with the brain, but the experience of "Three Worlds" is even further than that of the home simulation cabin.

Not only the senses, but also the deep touch.

Looking at the sky, the stars are concealed in the light of the big day. I wonder what happened to Su Xiangli now?