Prelude Chapter 5: The Last Supper I
I am the god, the god of spring, who governs the revival of all things in the world and the growth of plants and trees.
In the 1,000 years of slumber, the human world has developed beyond my expectations, and many new things have appeared, in order to experience it, to make up for my thousand-year-old emptiness, so I took my injured mount, the little green dragon, to join the great team of the gods in the mortal world......
I am located at the moment, I heard them say that it is the most prosperous place in this city, and I think it is similar to the center of the ancient royal city, which is a place for scholars from all walks of life, wealthy businessmen, and magnates to communicate and ask for advice.
The clubhouse, called 'Fuchun Three Residences', looks more like an ancient building on the outside, which is clearly different from the surrounding buildings composed of steel and glass, and the cultural connotation it reveals is unique to the world.
Like the people who come in and out of this place, each one has a graceful and luxurious temperament, different from the people I have seen before, and their trademark smiles, humility and gentleness, remind me of the princes and nobles I came into contact with when I was a human.
Five days after I woke up with a 'hangover', I was invited by a guy with the online name 'Lord' to come to this club called Fuchun Sanju. I sat at a huge table filled with fine pastries, countless fruits, and of course, no shortage of wine. This red wine should be the kind of wine from Fanbang, right? I thought to myself, and my eyes began to look around me.
In addition to me, there were eleven men and women of different styles of clothing, sitting around the table. The throne is currently vacant, and it seems that the initiator of this gathering, the lord himself, has not yet arrived.
Eleven people, eight men and four women, were communicating separately and talking about their areas of expertise. Strangely, these people had no intention of communicating with me, and the two closest to me were both looking at me and not even looking at me before and after I entered the house.
Wow! It seems that this class consciousness has not disappeared in the minds of mankind.
"I heard that the owner of Fuchun Sanju started by selling tea and likes traditional Chinese culture, so the architectural style here is a little more national in appearance. β
The man who speaks is called 'A Drop in the Sea', he is dressed casually, the main tone is black, his face is like red dates, and he always speaks with a smile.
"Then why is the dΓ©cor in this room so European?"
The woman with the screen name 'Autumn Wind and Falling Leaves' rolled her eyes and asked sarcastically. It seems that the two should know each other, but they are not sitting together at the moment.
"Because the hostess here is a foreigner, some of the rooms are in this European and American style!"
Sitting next to the autumn wind and falling leaves, the fat man with the screen name 'Across the Seas' explained. His gaze revealed desire, and he lingered on the autumn wind and fallen leaves for a moment.
"Ahem...... Cough..... When it comes to European and American decorative styles, I know a little bit about them. The style here is more European and idyllic, and you can see that these accessories are combined with the background just right, giving people a sense of cosy and comfort. The floral pattern of fabrics and hangings on the doors and windows, the elaborate European chandeliers above the head, and the various oil paintings, flowers, and greenery hanging on the walls fully demonstrate the sense of natural return embodied by the European decoration school. β
The person who speaks, the screen name is 'Futaba Ling'. He has a characteristic that every time he speaks, he will use his index finger to push his glasses to represent the beginning and end of the speech. He looked polite and not aggressive at all.
"Since Europe is mentioned, we have to mention the Renaissance cultural movement that was promoted in Europe from the middle of the fourteenth century to the sixteenth century. When I came in, I saw a lot of Renaissance paintings on the walls. β
'A glass of old wine' took a sip of red wine and said slowly. He is an ordinary person, without any memory points, and the most outstanding place on his body may be the jade wrench worn on the thumb of his left hand.
The more I heard this, the more confused I became, because they hadn't understood everything in the world, and they were all talking about overseas things, what was the Renaissance? What European and American decorations, pastoral style, it was really a headache!
The spirit of humanism proposes to be human-centered rather than God-centered, first of all, it fundamentally affirms the value and dignity of human beings, advocates the emancipation of individuality, and opposes all ignorance, superstition, and theological thinking!"
The middle-aged man with the online name 'A Spoon' drank red wine with a glass of old wine after saying this. From the analysis of the name, the two should be brothers.
It seems that the 'colleagues' of the gods overseas have also experienced this kind of thing...... In fact, whether we are gods or mortals, we seem to be different individuals, but we are connected. It's just that there are human laws in the world, and the gods have their own rules. Throughout the ages, I have seen too many people who flaunt the banner of gods and deceive.
They were still talking, and it seemed that the farther and farther they went, I could barely understand at first, and then the nouns that appeared, I simply never heard of.
During this period, a female netizen named 'Princess Sa' sat opposite her, a male netizen named 'Phuket', walked out of the room with his front and back feet. About a cup of tea, the two returned together, and Princess Sa carefully wiped her mouth with a tissue, and after wiping it, she sorted out her clothes, and finally raised her red wine glass and drank it all. The whole process took a short time, and it can be seen that this person is quick to do things and does not drag mud and water. And Phuket Island, who came back with him, didn't know what the reason was, and was sitting on a stool at the moment, with a proud face.
The other people in the room had different expressions, whether they were envious, contemptuous, or shocked...... Especially on the fat face that crisscrossed the world, the eyes were almost stretched out of the face.
Princess Sa didn't care, she said in a strange voice.
"Why didn't the initiator who invited us here show up yet?"
"yes!"
"yes, we've been here for almost two hours!"
"Haha, he's going to run out of wine if he doesn't come here!"
The male netizens in the room echoed one after another, but their eyes were inseparable from the surroundings of Princess Sa's body.
At this time, 'December', who had been silent, suddenly spoke.
"What's the reason you're here, or why did the initiators invite you here?"
Princess Sa was the first to speak: "I was in a group with the initiator, and he sent a message saying that there was a drinking party here, so I came over." β
A drop in the ocean said: "I drew the ticket here in the post bar. β
Autumn wind and falling leaves said: "I am also in the post bar......"
The two looked at each other and looked away with disdain.
Ling Futaba said: "I received the notification on the official website......"
"What official website?"
December asked, confused.
"Uh...... Actually, it's a website like a renovation guide, because I studied design, and I often browse related websites. I clicked on the link to Fuchun Sanju on the website, and then received the admission ticket on my social media account. β
"I'm different from you, I got the ticket in the live broadcast room!"
"Whose live broadcast room?"
Everyone asked.
"Haha, it's the female Internet celebrity who committed suicide a few days ago, the live broadcast room of their company's artists. β
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Eleven people except me gave their reasons for coming here, and it was clear that all of them had different reasons, the only thing they had in common was that they had received an invitation or a text message signed 'Lord', and had come here according to the location and room number mentioned above.
But what reason the lord had written on the invitation to bring them together in this strange place was probably known only to them. Obviously, none of the eleven people here are telling the truth.
"What about you? handsome guy. β
Under the table, Princess Sa kept rubbing her feet against me. Belch...... It was a familiar feeling, and the others finally noticed me and looked at me as if expecting me to say something different.
In fact, to tell the truth, half of my mana is now helping Rong Rong repair her injured body, and I really don't want to waste more mana to peek into their thoughts, even when I was divining people before, it was within my ability, and I only accepted one every few days.
Aside from this reason, now that I am in the mortal world, I should demand myself with the consciousness of being an ordinary person, if the conditions for the completion of all things are based on the conditions of magic tricks, then I will not experience the joy of being a human being in this mortal world.
I am the god of spring, and I control the revival of all things. The process of crops from birth to harvest is everything I have experienced now, adapting to this environment, growing slowly, and finally the joy of harvest!
"Just like you. β
I said calmly.
Ooh!
After everyone didn't hear what they wanted to hear from me, they began to return to their previous state, except for the occasional princess rubbing her foot against my leg and peeking at me from time to time, I once again became a transparent being.....
Everyone didn't seem to care much about the reason why other people came, and December, who first raised this question, was not talking at the moment, with his head down, as if he had something on his mind.
Wow, what does this princess want to do?
I tried to grab her moving feet with my hands, but I didn't expect her socks to be as smooth as loaches. After this mistake, she looked at my expression again as if to say: What are you anxious about?
Wow, Lord God, I want to beat her up......
Squeak~
There was a secret door on the wall in front of me, the whole wall was divided into two parts, and a man in a white dress came out of the wall.
There is even a secret room in this room!
His costume was very strange, different from the dresses I had usually seen, and the back of the dress looked like someone had cut it open, much like a swallow's tail. Wearing a hat that matched the color of his clothes, he walked slowly in front of us.
"I'm my lord!" the initiator of this meeting. β
The man who called himself 'Lord' sat at the head of the table, and after taking off his hat, he looked around at the crowd with an imperceptible sneer on his face.
I looked at his opal-like eyes, and I always felt that I had seen them somewhere, but I couldn't remember anything for a while......
"You're here, initiator, we're all impatient!"
"I apologize to all of you, there will be food and wine served later, so please wait a moment. β
The lord raised his right hand and snapped his fingers, and outside the main entrance, twelve attendants immediately entered, holding white plates with iron lids on them.
With a special scent, twelve plates were placed in front of us.
"Ladies and gentlemen, does this scene look like a great painting?"
The lord suddenly stood up and raised his hands, as if waiting for someone's embrace.
The rest, you look at me, I look at you, confused by the sudden words of the lord.
I followed the lord's gaze, and saw a huge painting hanging on the wall not far away, showing thirteen people sitting on a stone table in different shapes. And the word hanging below the painting should be the name of the painting.
I saw it written: 'The Last Supper.' β