"Master?" Dinah tilted her head and looked at the owner on the sofa.

The lights were not turned on in the manor, and the afterglow shone in obliquely from the window, slowly crawling on the expensive handmade carpet, leaving warm squares. Bernita and Joan of Arc took Melia to London to purchase jewelry, and also brought Rosa and Badel with them, because they planned to leave after obtaining the contract of Kama Taj, and were not worried about their biological daughter's life. This time Bernita and Joan of Arc were going to select gifts for Rosa, and at the same time determined the dressing style and jewelry style for Milia. Rosa was also an important provider of opinions. Now, in the manor, in addition to the sisters Artificial Man Guard, who was sent to the witch as a guard, there was only a maid security team led by Dinah.

The emperor sat on the sofa that the orange-red sun could not find, and placed himself in a quiet shadow like water. Hearing Dinah's inquiry, the emperor nodded, so the artificial man walked over quietly, took off his black high heels before walking onto the carpet, walked onto the wool carpet with his feet wrapped in black stockings, skillfully poured dark brown wine into his empty cup.

Dinah noticed the dry brown-red blood stains on the emperor's fingers. She silently used gestures to command her subordinates to bring a towel, then wrapped the ice cubes in the ice bucket, sat beside the emperor and applied the towel to the back of his hand. Since her birth, Dinah had never seen the emperor so angry. Even though the anger in her heart was burning, the emperor still controlled his body movements and facial expressions well. Even the movements when drinking were not rushing, it didn't look like he was drinking drunk, but it seemed like he was tasting wine. The expensive and mellow spirits could not make the emperor relax at all, and he could not even make his cheeks turn red. As long as he was willing, he could still stay awake even if he drank the entire wine in the wine cellar.

No human being can be purer and tougher than the Imperial Guard. Every Imperial Guard is a perfect creature designed and participated in the creation of it. It is the peak scientific creation of genetic engineering. But the fatal wounds suffered by Supiluliumas exceeded the limit of the eternal life of the Imperial Guard. If it weren't for the fact that slaves had cultivated enough spare organs in the previous experiment, if it weren't for the fact that he had grasped Supiluliumas' soul tightly and used spells and prayers to expel the evil forces that made the wound worse, and pushed the Imperial Guard's body to start healing itself at a speed exceeding the design limit, Supiluliumas would probably not be able to survive this thirty-two-hour operation.

The damage to the Imperial Guard was only one of the reasons that made him angry, and another important reason was everything he heard and saw after entering the silver stone gate. Even though the gentle and considerate nature was Love Doll, the artificial human Dinah, who could pinch steel bars with bare hands, was whispering to comfort the emperor's emotions, he was still unwilling to tell others, including Dinah, about what he and Supiluliumas had encountered, because the information was too shocking. The Yasok people had gone to where they should go. They followed ancient prophecies and volunteered to go to the wound of the space-time structure called the underworld. The obsidian hunting spear made in ancient times played an unexpected role.

If we want to describe it in a way that humans can understand, it should be the scene that the protagonist sees in "Interstellar" enters a high-dimensional state, but what the emperor saw is not that simple, his mind is not so easy to be defeated, and he does not fully believe in the information disclosed by those high-dimensional entities. Perhaps it is not a lie, but knowing the correct information at the wrong time is essentially the same as a lie. The only information that can be told to the archaeologist Lara Crawford is that only the Yasok people are naturally growing and evolved, and the so-called Blood Moon Goddess is not the only god imagined by Yasok people.

After anger, calm coordination and calculation are made. This is a common practice for the emperor to force himself to calm his emotions. He will not indulge in his emotions like ordinary people. It is a shameless waste of time and a blasphemy of reason, and the responsibility on his body does not allow him to have personal emotions.

The Immortal City, the military capacity estimates of Latovigna and foundries in Mars. The settlement of industrial orders and agricultural import and export trade in Wakanda. The trade difference between the Immortal City and Mars, the capacity increase of executive orders. The impact of natural disasters caused by the awakening of the Feathered Snake God on global food production, the income that can be generated by the adjustment of agricultural structure in Romania, the grain storage warehouses and oil storage tanks in the Latovigna province. The communication between the central bank established by the Regent and the Ministry of the Interior and the European Central Bank, the International Monetary Fund, the debt crisis in Albania, the political chaos in Modoval, the troubles and funding gaps encountered by the citizen health system...

The emperor took a breath, picked up the cup and drank it all. Then Dinah poured him a full glass of wine and added a lot of ice.

In response to the debt bomb and automobile manufacturing acquisition case in Germany, the lobby group hired by Wilson Fisk of New York began to bribe House members of the legalization of recreational marijuana. ban guns, drugs, and combat corruption. Clean past fiscal budgets and sort out past criminal cases related to gangsters. Killing, killing and killing. Training of conventional combat troops, screening lists and background reviews of special forces, joint exercises conducted by auxiliary troops and knights. Improvement and development of conventional ordnance, inventory and training of old-fashioned equipment, combating civilian nationalist armed forces and religious armed factions...

Hundreds of decisions were constantly running in his thinking mode, and he used his mind to measure the pros and cons of decisions and subsequent impacts. The emperor calmed down. Fortunately, he also had Victor von Dum, otherwise he might not be able to handle so many things by relying on the current situation where the civil service was not fully cultivated. "Give me a fried pork chop, thicker, and a cup of whiskey." He said, "Send it to the study, where I will play the piano."

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! After dinner, when he was buried in a soft mattress and blanket, he began to talk about what he saw and heard.

Bernita and Joan of Arc have always been the few people who can make him express a small amount of voice. Although the wisdom of the witch cannot solve all problems, it does not prevent them from expressing their opinions and providing him with a direction for thinking. Even if he does not suggest, he is willing to talk to them, even if he just tells some stupid jokes. However, this time, after the two witches heard him reveal the information, their faces, which were always calm and careless, became a little scared in an instant. Although they quickly adjusted their emotions, the shock brought by the news still lingered.

"You...have you told the Supreme Master about this?" Joan of Arc asked with a frown. The thin blanket was tilted around her waist, barely covering much skin, but she didn't care. "Isn't this important?"

"No, now only you two know." Salomon shook his head, "The Lord forbids me to disclose the news. Knowing the correct information at the wrong time is very likely to lead to the destruction of a certain line of destiny. Now is the critical moment of the game between the Lord and Weishan Emperor, and the Lord is unwilling to know this news."

"But that is the cause of the death of the Supreme Master, which is a major event affecting the entire Galaxy." Beyonetta's expression was rarely serious, "Maybe the Supreme Master knows it, but the Venerable doesn't know you know it, so you don't want you to know?"
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