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Chapter 459 Conjecture

"Stay for dinner, your mother has said it many times." Earl Hall's tone did not leave room for rejection: "If you want to use your younger brother and sister, you need to speak by yourself, and I will not tell you for you."
"It doesn't matter." Feiqi still looked expressionless.
Seeing this, Earl Hall sighed and put the fishing rod at his feet - he was consumed by Feich's haunted expression. "You are more annoying now than when you were obsessed with alchemy and took medicine randomly. At that time, at least you were a person, although a decadent and powerless person. But now you are like a statue, a figure called "Emperor of the Empire."
Feichi squinted his eyes as if he had heard nothing.
"This is another set. When I scolded you in the past, you responded with yelling and anger. Now, it's the same effect as a dead face?" The Count shook his head: "As far as I know, becoming an emperor will not make people turn into a statue. Perhaps it is because of your magic that has such side effects? What purpose do you want to achieve? What kind of memory do you want to leave in people's hearts? An emperor without expression and a majestic emperor are completely different."
With the Count's constant preaching, Feiqi finally spoke. His voice was very calm, which meant that his heart was not disturbed. "I will leave this world sooner or later. If my plan fails, then the Yongli Continent will not be left, and I don't have to care about what impression I leave. If my plan succeeds, why should I care about the impression? The emperor's state is to fulfill the emperor's duties, not the other way around. Well, I don't want to talk about this topic again. If there are guests in front, I have to go and greet them."
After Fitch finished speaking, he left the pond with his staff. He walked in a hurry, and summoned the magic matrix and spell runes while walking, and fired an arrow-shaped firework into the sky.
Looking at the colorful trails left by the fireworks along the way, and then looking at the clear sky without a cloud, Earl Hall was unclear. "Is Feiqi doing something mysterious?" He was muttering, when he suddenly saw a black crack appearing out of thin air in the sky, rapidly expanding to both sides. Then a man carrying a white flag and carrying a backpack came out of the gap, and his feet stood firmly in the air as if he was stepping on the ground.
The fireworks happened to stop in front of the merchant in this plane, and exploded in front of his eyes, turning into two lines: "I am not in the palace, follow the fireworks track to come to the manor to find me - Feiqi Hall."
Qian Jing scratched his head. "How did he know in advance that I was coming? Could there be any competitors who inform me?" So he hugged the white flagpole tightly to protect himself in the field of the rules and magic weapon, and then he was vigilant and landed quickly.
This scene had a different meaning in the eyes of Count Hall. "I was prepared before the incident happened. Isn't this the ability of prophecy? Can Feiqi do this?" He thought to himself, touching his beard and muttered: "Hiss... If we change the angle, Feiqi did not become a sculptural face because of the influence of magic, but did this deliberately for a certain clear goal. Is it possible?"
In the memory of Earl Hall, his son Feich was only a good child when he was a child and for a short time before becoming emperor, and his mind was abnormal at other times. There was a period of abnormality produced by friends with alchemy drugs. At that stage, he had been completely buried and would not recur. It only left an inherent impression in the count's mind. This impression made him never think about the real reason why Feich was "abnormal" at this stage, and he just blamed it on magic.
A fish jumped out of the water to provoke the count. The count didn't accept it when they saw it. He was concentrating on thinking. Thinking about Feiqi's words, the count found that his son was very persistent in the idea of ​​"save the Yongli Continent", and all actions were serving this goal. He had never thought that the sculpture-like face was also part of the "service". If the answer was yes, then what was the reason?
Obviously, Feiqi is alienating his family. He rarely comes, and only comes for business and never laughs. In addition, he has a lot of opinions about the Count plaque at the door of the manor and directly uses spells to smash it, which has become one of his few emotions.
At the national level, Feich is good to the old ministers of the family, but has never been promoted. Apart from Eddie, no important minister is around him from the family. Even his younger brother and sister promised to give them diplomatic positions, but from the bottom of his heart he hopes that the two of them will fail. What brother is this? But what if this is a scheming?
The Count spent his whole life struggling with the conspiracy of the nobles, claiming that he had seen everything, but such a "self-harm" situation was indeed very new. He thought hard, threw away his past thinking habits, and gradually discovered a possibility that he unexpectedly thought.
Feiqi is doing something that may bring danger to the family, and he is trying to separate himself from the family.
"Hiss... He is worried that those who are going to be unfavorable to him will attack the family?" The Count felt that this possibility, but this does not explain why Feiqi did not bring all his family to the palace to protect him nearby. "Does the danger come from another place? He said that he doesn't care what others think, but as long as he follows his past nature, he can get loved without much effort. Why do he have to put on his face? Hiss..."
"Does the danger come from everyone around him? He deliberately wanted to create an environment that was not conducive to him, so he had to completely separate himself from the family?" The Count came up with a theory that could only explain the result of Feich's current doing so, and did not provide the reason for doing so, so the Count himself did not believe it. "Am I a little crazy, and to make such a strange thing to justify Feich's personality not being affected by magic?"
He stood up slowly with his knees on his hands and sneered. "It seems that I am indeed old and can only come to the conclusion of nonsense. Forget it, no matter how much Feiqi takes his face, it will not be bad for the family. What am I worried about? Let's go and see what to eat at night... I wonder if the guy who fell from the sky also stayed for dinner."
Qian Jing had no idea of ​​eating at all. He looked at the flagpole in his hand sadly. This flagpole is the core of the field of the Baiqi Grocery Store, like a soul contract signed with all planes: as long as you practice business honestly and abide by the rules of plane stores, you can be protected.
The protection of the Styx shipping is on the broken boat at the foot of the ferrymen. As long as the boat is in the Styx, people step on it and follow the rules, all the damage suffered by the ferrymen will only fall on a projection, and the body will always be safe. The white flag is similar, but it does not project, but blocks all harms outside a certain range and will not approach the salesperson. This range is the domain.
Now this field is only 30 centimeters in radius.
"What monster did you become? How could you still compress the territory?" Qian Jing raised his head and looked at the white flag that had been completely depressed. "The radius of thirty centimeters can only protect my small body! For this half of the body, I must always stick it to the flagpole. What's the use of this! I'm like a pole dancer!"
"Please don't jump." Feiqi's expression was cold, just right for telling a cold joke.
"Don't talk sarcastically, I have received an alarm here saying that I have entered an extremely dangerous area and cannot guarantee my safety. Let me pay attention to it and evacuate as soon as possible."
"Oh? That's a bit interesting," said Feiqi. "You brought someone to scan me again. Now I'll see where I'm in the multiverse."
Qian Jing shook his head, he didn't dare to agree. "If I don't say these greetings, I came here this time with something related to the toy wand. To put it short, I found a new order, mainly because I have obtained authorization to sell this thing to other worlds, and it is expected to reach five to six times the production volume in the early stage."
"I can't take it here, so you want to change the pattern?"
Qian Jing nodded and said, "At present, you are doing incoming materials processing here, which is the slowest point in the entire production process..."
"It can be changed," Feiqi said directly without thinking about talking, "but there are several conditions."
"Ah, it's certain that there is a condition. I'll listen carefully." Qian Jing flipped his wrist and took out his small notebook and recorded it on it.
There are only a few conditions, including obtaining benefits according to intellectual property rights and ensuring that they are not lower than the current level; always retaining a certain number of orders for the Royal Workshop, and continuous production can continuously produce qualified craftsmen and maintain R&D; the newly established production department must have shares of the Royal Workshop and Feiqi, and guaranteeing priority subscription when increasing capital and expanding shares... These are all expected by Qian Jing. But Feiqi proposed one but it puzzled him.
"You ask the wizarding world on Earth to join and let them provide you with a large number of Floor fans?" Monk Qian Jingzhang Er couldn't figure it out. "What do you want Floor fans to do?"
"I never ask where the money you earn is spent, so you'd better not ask me," Feiqi said to Qian Jing. "The wizards' Floor powder are only sold to wizards, so the only way to get it is to work with them. I can make a toy wand that uses Floor powder as a raw material so they have a reason to provide Floor powder to the factory."
"Oh... you want Flying fans after a circle." Qian Jing smiled: "Although the shamans have many strange rules, it is quite troublesome to work with them, but if they are just Fly fans, I can get it and I don't necessarily need them."
Feichi slowly closed his eyes and then opened them slowly. "I have no objection as long as there are Floor fans. But if it can lead to this, there will be many benefits, you have to think about it yourself."
Benefits? The female magic minister in the wizarding world wants to strengthen cooperation with the earth because it requires her to deal with the "wizard separatist forces" to have money, provide jobs, and provide a stable and beautiful future. For the earth, they also want to reduce turmoil, so there is a possibility of passing.
"Although I haven't thought about the benefits yet, I just feel that it's particularly troublesome, but if this is your requirement and condition, I'll try it out and try my best to do it."
Feiqi nodded and said, "If you come and can't find me one day, then go to the Royal Magic Workshop. My student and the spell minister Thunder Bai can also be fully responsible. But I use Floelu powder myself, don't tell her or provide it to her. The only thing she can't be responsible for is Floelu powder."
Qian Jing scratched his head hard: "It feels so weird that it helps you save your private money, but it's not impossible. Thunder Bai... I've recorded it. Are there any other things to pay attention to?"
"It's gone." Feiqi waved his hand and said, "If you have nothing else to report, go and do it."
"Okay, I have to go to several places!" Qian Jing hid the notebook close to his body, then carried the flagpole again, and opened the plane to teleport. At this time, a smell of food came, and he realized that he had finally come, without eating or drinking water.
Unfortunately, the teleportation has begun, and it is impossible to turn back. It is not wise to violate the warning of Baiqi Grocery Store for a meal. Feiqi was able to make Baiqi feel nervous and has become a dangerous figure. This amazing speed of change also surprised Qian Jing.
"We should come here less in the future. If you can solve the problem with letters and consignment, don't use ** to explore the way." Feiqi gave Qian Jing a feeling that he was not only dangerous or uneasy, but also subtly asked him to make a decision to stay away. "I would rather give him more money - yes, there are also Floor fans - don't let him come to him. That guy used to be a powerful teleportation mage, and he could tear open the space with his hands. Now the danger level has increased, maybe a sudden attack will occur. Before the earth's powerful abilities can react, I will die... What if the soul-shaping ink can't save my life?"
Feiqi was indeed separating from his closest people slowly and systematically. At the family gathering, he was still very serious. If it weren't for a cold expression, it would be the state of wandering things. A meal was not interesting, and everyone was feeling uncomfortable when they were eating. During the meal, Feiqi took the initiative to raise only one topic, that was to ask Langdon and Sheila to sort out their things and prepare. In three days, he would accept the surrender of the old nobles to them.
The brother and sister were both surprised and nervous. They instinctively refused, but were stopped by Earl Hall. He felt that if the two brothers and sisters offered to refuse here, then Fitch would not persuade him at all, but directly put off the hat of "unbearable and incompetent waste".
"The family will always be your backing." The Count said seriously: "I have thought that there are no nobles in the empire, and the sign of the manor should be changed. I will nostalgic for the past..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw Feiqi draw a vertical line in the air with his index finger, then tear a hole to both sides, and throwing a fireball inside. In less than two seconds, a continuous roar came from outside, the dishes, knife and fork on the table were shaking, and the crystal chandeliers above his head were like pendulums. After a while, the servant rushed in and reported: "Sir Earl, the gate of the manor was suddenly flattened by some unknown reason. The door and the plaque were gone, and there was only a big pit left..."
Chapter completed!
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