Chapter 34: The Sage of the Past

After Zhang Shen learned from the date of agreement and the formation of the country and the land, Roy and others' mouths turned into "O" shape.

"Care, be a lie..." Alphons couldn't believe that there was such a terrifying thing in this world. He was stunned for a while, and stuttered a few words in a stutter.

The others, Edward, Roy, Lisa, and Alex, were determined to refute and question, but intuition told them that what Zhang Shen said was true... The hall was in a dead silence.

Even if you hate the Armestoris military government and even Ska, you will not be completely happy to hear this news! Destroy the entire country and use hundreds of millions of lives as materials for alchemy? This... is simply a devil!

"We must stop this terrible thing!!" Edward clenched his fists, and the mechanical right arm made a harsh friction sound.

"This is already related to the survival of the entire country. We need to mobilize more power." Lisa calmed herself down with great control, but did not find her body trembling slightly. "This is not just a battle for us alone."

Alex's bald hair stood up, his expression was unprecedentedly serious: "I will inform Olivia as soon as possible (Olivia Mira Armstrong, Alex's sister, the eldest daughter of the Armstrong family, guarding the northern Brix Fortress for many years, major general, known as the "North Wall of Blicuz"), so that more neutral military generals will stand on our side!"

"Can you provide evidence?" Scar poured a basin of cold water on him.

"Maybe we can do this..."

Standing here is worthy of being the elite of Armestolis. After being shocked, he immediately suppressed all kinds of thoughts and began to think about countermeasures.

Several people, including the Ellik brothers, were discussing enthusiastically, hoping to contribute their own efforts, but Roy Mastan was in a daze and said nothing.

"Col. What do you think?" Alex and his friends discussed fiercely, and no one could convince anyone. Then they turned their eyes to Roy Mustan habitually.

The latter was awakened, and his eyes were once again focused on Zhang Shen's face: "Zhang, can you ask you a few questions?"

"You know everything but say."

"Is it the only one who secretly planned the plot to refine the country into a formation? "

"Yes."

"What exactly does 'Mr. Father' exist?"

"A monster created by the royal family of an ancient kingdom inadvertently for immortality."

"Which is the starting date of the agreed date?"

"The possibility of change is not ruled out next month's third day."

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The two of them asked questions and answered questions, including hammers and hammers, which were mixed with some inexplicable questions. However, as the answers to each question were spoken from Zhang Shen, Roy's eyes became brighter and a strange temperament quietly spread.

Reassuring temperament.

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Time flies, and it is two days later.

The villain and Roy in the flask were both busy, but Zhang was completely idle.

During the two days, he spent the day in the library. When he was tired of reading books, he ran to the restaurant shop to taste the exotic food, which was so comfortable that he could not do it.

That evening, while Zhang Shen was savoring a dark dish called "Looking up at the Starry Sky", suddenly, his eyes lit up, let out a light ejaculation, and left in a hurry.

Hornheim looked at the strange city with a familiar appearance and felt the long-lost hustle and bustle. A hint of vicissitudes could not help but appear on his tough face.

Calculate the time, I haven't returned to the Central City for decades.

Ten years have passed and decades have changed. Today, the central city has long changed, leaving only a vague general outline.

The pedestrians on the road looked at the middle-aged man in windbreaker standing by the roadside looking around for no reason, and felt sad and sympathetic in their hearts.

“Yo.”

A sudden shout from his ear made Hornheim come to his senses. He turned his head and saw a young man greeting him with a smile, with one hand in his pocket, looking very familiar.

While Hornheim was puzzled, he couldn't help but sigh that his alertness had dropped to this level. Someone who approached him did not notice at all. Could it be that it was really the last time?

"You?" Hornheim was quite polite and gentlemanly.

"Zhang Shen. Or, the grandmaster's secret disciple."

The three words "Grandmaster" are clearly and upright in Qing Mandarin, instantly evoking Hornheim's old memories. Pictures surge out from the depths of memory, wandering around like a flower, allowing him to relive the glorious years of that year.

"The Grand Master asked me to say hello to you on his behalf." Zhang Shen regarded himself as a junior in front of the Grand Master. Von Hornheim was a peer of the Grand Master, and Zhang Shen also maintained the attitude of a junior.

"Is he okay?" Hornheim narrowed his eyes slightly, showing a memorial expression, his tone was a little desolate, like the late sun, although it still shone in the vast world, but it lost its temperature.

"The Grand Master is very good. Mr. Hornheim, your body?" Hornheim felt something was wrong with himself. Zhang Shen couldn't help but secretly sense it, and indeed found the problem.

His body exudes a faint despair of zombies!

His soul was almost completely occupied by the decayed aura, and he was about to die of old age!!

Hornheim noticed Zhang Shen's small movements, smiled slightly, and didn't care: "I'm sorry that you discovered it. That's right, I'm not too long, and my life is about to come to an end."

In the face of death, especially those who know the end of life and watch life gradually pass by little by little, and those who can still maintain an optimistic and open-minded attitude in this situation are admirable no matter what their positions are!

Zhang Shen was solemnly respectful to the handsome man in front of him.

"Let's find a place to chat slowly. It's so conspicuous here." After waving his hand, Hornheim smiled, "I'm also very interested in the situation of my master and old friend."

Zhang Shen found a two-story restaurant. The two of them were drinking coffee while chatting. Most of the time, Hornheim was asking, and Zhang Shen replied.

"Are you studying abroad when you come to Armestolis?" Hornheim remembered that the alchemists in the Qing Dynasty had such a habit that when the accumulation of theoretical knowledge reached a certain level, they would run around the world, called study abroad.

"It's almost the same." Zhang Shen originally wanted to talk about the seven deadly sins, but when he said something, he suddenly turned into something else, and inexplicably chose to hide it.

The old monster von Hornheim who had lived for hundreds of years had a sharp look, and naturally saw that Zhang was insincere, but he didn't ask too much. How could an old man who even looked at death so indifferently, have so much curiosity?

"Are the brothers Edward Ellik and Alphonse Ellik your descendants?" Zhang Shen changed the topic. The two Edward brothers were not familiar with him, so of course they had never told him about their personal affairs, but after Zhang Shen met Hornheim, they found that the three of them had a common atmosphere.

The breath of blood.

Modern technology has long proved that "bloody recognizes relatives" is nonsense, but from Zhang Shen's mental perspective, the aura emitted by people with blood ties is similar.

Hornheim's expression stagnated, and a bitterness flashed through his deep eyes.

It is difficult for a clean official to make a decision on family affairs, so Zhang Shen shut up decisively and no longer mentions this matter.

Von Hornheim is known as Hornheim of Light, and the alchemy world in the Qing Dynasty also called him the Sage of the West. His achievements in alchemy have long reached a point that ordinary people cannot reach. If you meet a real person today, Zhang Shen will naturally not miss this good opportunity and quickly took out the difficulties in alchemy that he encountered in daily life for advice.

A grandmaster-level existence like Hornheim is not a narrow-minded and has a vision. He responded one by one very seriously, which benefited Zhang Shen a lot.

It was not until after all the problems accumulated during this period that Zhang Shen realized that the lights outside the window were already brightly lit.

"I'm really sorry, it's been delayed for you so long. I'm very grateful for your guidance." Zhang Shen was both ashamed and grateful, and it was unprecedentedly lucky to meet two gentle elders one after another.

Hornheim smiled and waved his hand, sighing with emotion: "I am quite surprised that you have such a high level of accomplishment in alchemy. We old guys are completely outdated, and this era is yours."

Watching the tall figure gradually disappear into the crowd, Zhang Chan stood for a moment, suddenly let out an inexplicable long sigh, and then disappeared into the crowd.

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Zhang Shen was able to sense the appearance of von Hornheim because the Grand Master "simulated" Hornheim's breath for him.

In addition to Zhang Shen, there are also people in Central City who sensed the existence of Hornheim.

The villain in the flask.

The relationship between the two is a bit...chaotic.

Hornheim was originally just a slave, without a name, only a number - number 23. However, his genes may be relatively powerful, and the little man in the flask he was created actually remembered his "taste".

In order to repay the kindness of slave No. 23 at that time, the villain in the flask named him von Hornheim, and taught him writing and alchemy, creating the future wise man of the West, Hornheim of Light.

Question: Who is the father and who is the son?

Ahem, in short, the relationship between the two is a little confused...

As Hornheim's "blood relative" (?), coupled with his own special way of existence, the current person entered a certain range, and the villain in the flask also sensed his existence.

Then... come to the door.

Hornheim found a place to stay and rest.

Not long after he lay down, he suddenly opened his eyes.

In the dim room, a dark shadow came into view.

[PS: I personally think that what should be laid out has been laid out. I want to speed up the plot and strive to end the world within ten chapters]
Chapter completed!