Chapter 164: Speculators
"You must have heard the saying that an old immortal instinct is smarter than the nose of a hound. Old Lub mocked himself with a sly laugh peculiar to an old man, and his expression and tone immediately changed to calm and flat: "I would like to say that it is intuition, but it is not. In you, I see the shadow of another person......"
He paused for two or three seconds, and without waiting for Anthony to take his eyes off the sika deer's eyes and ask, "Who", he said to himself: "The position you are sitting in now was also occupied by Caesar of Ogra in the sixteenth year......"
This unsurprisingly succeeded in making Anthony turn his head, he was stunned for a moment, obviously a little caught off guard, subconsciously glanced down at the single sofa under his buttocks, and then asked softly in surprise, "Really?"
Old Lub smirked: "Of course, he didn't have a mask at that time. ”
Anthony tugged at the corners of his mouth, and finally didn't say anything, picking up the cup of coffee in front of him.
Old Lub pressed the button on the armrest of the rocking chair, and the whole living room became transparent, dense sensors and projection capture lenses appeared, and words with a sense of old age came out of Old Rub's shriveled mouth and slowly drifted into Anthony's ears.
"Sixteen years ago, I had the opportunity to be the biggest supporter of Ogra Caesar. He had come tens of thousands of light-years from one of Ogra's most remote star fields and offered to meet me. At that time, he was not yet sixteen years old, and in my old age he was still a child. He had a kind of vigor and vigor that is characteristic of all young geniuses, but I realized that deep down that child had a calmness and tenacity that adults did not have, and that was his most precious quality, which he himself had not yet discovered. ”
"I could tell at a glance that he had a great future. However, it was impossible for me to support him anymore. Before him, I had invested in another promising man, the Star Eater Vikings—you may not know this man, and not many people remember him now—"
"This universe remembers only the winners, but forgets the losers very quickly," Anthony interrupted Old Rube, "but I happen to know this man." ”
"Yes, that's good," said old Lub nodding, "he was a man of the year sixteen years ago. An eighth-level combat potential, the person closest to the legend at that time. Unfortunately, however, the Viking states of Percy and Ogra were mortal enemies, old enemies of the Hundred Years' War. Even more unfortunate is that I've been investing in Viking for twenty years, secretly investing since he was eleven years old when he identified his potential. I've put too much of a chip on him to turn around. There is not even a chance to bet on both sides and sit on the wall. Caesar was sixteen years old, and had just seen the dawn of the future, as weak as a fledgling that had just broken out of its shell. And Viking was thirty-one years old at the time, the golden age of superpowers, and was approaching the final breakthrough. If I dare to invest in any other potential person on the eve of his breakthrough, even if it is just a gesture of overture, it is tantamount to betrayal. Loyalty is always of paramount importance on the eve of victory. ”
"It was a meeting that was destined from the beginning to have no ending, and I couldn't have met him at all. That day, I sat in the little room behind this fireplace at my hand, and watched as Caesar sat in your current position for an hour, forty-eight minutes, and seven seconds, and then left. ”
Six months later, he received support from Zhang Tianyuan, the founder of Pan Spiral Arm Routes. Nineteen months later, Ogra won the war. After another three years, a new round of war began, this time initiated by Ogra, two months after the war began, he killed the Vikings on the battlefield, and a month later Ogra's army captured the capital of Posis, where he celebrated his twenty-first birthday. After another two and a half years, he finally broke through to the ultimate limit and became the Caesar of Legend and Ogra. In this year, Ogra completely annexed Posis. ”
"In the eight years since that year and today, my Circumgalactic Route Company and I have never had any chance to enter the vast sea of stars in the Outlands. He didn't need to say anything at all, his attendants themselves would have crossed off the list. After one time, all the nations of the outer lands understood. Although the rulers of the Outlands are at odds with each other, they have always been willing to show a little friendship in such small matters. ”
"The children of my family expect an explanation, and even stupidly want to make amends. However, this is impossible and inexplicable. As for remedy, any remedy is meaningless. Our great Mother Earth has a wise saying, "Repay grievances with virtue, how can we repay virtue?" If it can be useful to remedy things after the fact, what should he give back to Zhang Tianyuan? A pan-spiral shipping company is certainly not enough...... Speculative superpowers are like that, you never know who the goddess of fate will favor, and you don't know how long you have to wait for an opportunity. So if you have one, you have to seize it immediately, and once you place a bet, you can't go back, even if a better opportunity arises immediately after that. ”
"So, after that, I never gambled on anyone again, and I became a well-known rich man who financed superpowers. The universe thinks that I am casting a wide net and trying to catch a big fish to redeem the failure and loss of my vision in Ogra Caesar, but in fact those laymen and naïve children will not understand at all, and they will not get anything in return from the powerful without the investment of loyalty attached. In fact, I don't invest anymore until I see you to-day—and I'm glad to use that short voyage you like, to make you owe me a favor to return in the future, and at the same time to redeem my years of regret. ”
"I don't owe anything to the future that I need to pay back. Anthony looked at old Rub and seemed to be very emotional. He nodded and said, "I think I can repay this now." ”
He raised his hand to Sasha, and Sasha handed the prepared business card to Old Rub.
"This is ......" Old Lub's eyes were wrinkled into slits, and a gleam flashed in his cloudy eyes.
"I think it should be enough for your descendants to meet Shaw-Berg or Shamanda and get a new license for your family. ”
Old Lub suddenly opened his eyes: "How do you know the chief attendant of Lord Criticus?"
Anthony pointed to the business card: "I just knew the person who left this badge." ”
Old Lub gasped: "This is really surprising. ”
"There's nothing surprising," Anthony said casually, "no one will inevitably owe a favor, and it's most appropriate for me to repay you with a favor many years ago." ”
Old Rub lowered his eyes again, and a wise smile rippled through his wrinkles. He waved the business card in his hand and said, "I don't think this secret favors can be compensated for by a short branch route, what should I repay you?" It doesn't hurt to be honest, my old fellow's heart is tough enough. ”
"You've reciprocated enough to me. I think it's enough to be satisfied. Maybe he owes you more. I think maybe failure will help him more than support. Anthony seemed a little tired of talking like this, he dropped his coffee cup and stood up, "I think it's time for me to take my leave......"
Old Lu Bo frowned, and then laughed: "In that case, please accept another little bit of my heart." ”
He pressed on the armrest of the rocking chair, and the servant brought in twelve beautiful maidens from outside the door. They are in their prime age, and Shaoguang blooms like flowers, standing on both sides, delicate and beautiful.
"These slave girls are specially prepared for you, if you are still satisfied, take them,"
Anthony frowned.
"Don't excuse me," said old Rub at once, his expression was kind, and his tone was full of insight into the world: "I'm almost ninety years old, young man—can I call you that? I'm old enough to have no more secrets in life." I can see at a glance that there is a deep repressed ** in your body, and your eyes are full of heavy abstinence. Believe me, an old immortal, what you need most now is relaxation. ”
"Or don't be in a hurry to go back, there are still hours before the ship, and there is a nice hot spring at the back of this cabin, why don't you spend a little time there with these girls. Relax to get on the road better. You seem to be putting too much pressure on yourself. ”
"How short are the good times of life, if you miss it, you will never come back. By my age, you'll know that even if you still want to indulge, all the things you can enjoy in life are gone. ”
"No, you don't. Anthony dropped these three words with a blank face, and walked past the beautiful maids to the door.
These three words collided with Anthony's back into old Rub's brain, and for a moment it seemed as if he had traveled through time, overlapping with the image of sixteen years ago, and he was shocked. One sentence blurted out: "Who are you?"
"You don't have to know who I am?"
"May I ask, why do you need that passage?" said old Lub to his feet, his tone a little nervous.
"I think I've told you at first," Anthony said, turning, "Ah, I forgot to mention that you'd better wait until you're dead." Anyway, you're old enough that you don't need to wait too long, you should still be in time. ”
......
Anthony thought that he had lost the heavy favor of his youth, so he returned to the ship very happily, and rarely cared about the table: "Miss should be back soon, right?
"Miss came back early. One of the valets happened to pass by the living room, so he stopped at a distance and answered. Anthony couldn't help but frown, and his eyes fell on the stack of books held in the arms of one of the valets.
"The lady's love is very bad because of Ucchi's psychological problems," one of the valets further explained, "She said that she had no appetite for food, and that she had been taking care of Ouchy in bed since the doctor left." ”
So after the valet took off Anthony's coat, he went straight into Uchi's room.
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