1054. Thinking Prison

Lord Kadir turned his brain, not remembering that there were female popes among the Vatican's successive popes. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Every pope is an old man, and he can't imagine that if there is a female pope in the Vatican, even a Protestant country like Britain will find it difficult to accept.

"Female Pope? It's really a wonder in the world. Bloomington, the young man who had been in trouble before, muttered quietly.

Hehe, Ruth looked at Bloomington coldly, as if she was looking at a dead man, and a gloating expression appeared on her face.

"Shut up!" Kadir really wants to kick this young man who doesn't know how to restrain himself from the mission, does this guy know what it means to follow the local customs?

Even if it is an American envoy, he will not treat the mastermind of a country like this, unless the American fighter plane is flying in the sky, then he can speak toughly. Otherwise, if someone else kills you directly, there will be no place to redress your grievances.

"Ruth, put this impolite guest in the Thinking Prison for a day, and let him reflect on it."

"Yes, Your Excellency." Ruth raised her right hand and grabbed it at Bloomington.

Bloomington, a strong man of more than seventy kilograms, immediately floated like a feather, and bruises appeared on his neck, as if an invisible hand had grasped his neck.

The people in the mission were all surprised, a receptionist has such a strong strength? It can't be like this, it should be that the Cult of Drama God specially used a superpowered person as a receptionist!

The young man immediately exclaimed, "Let me go, I am an emissary of the British Empire, and my father is the Deputy Minister of Finance!" You are provoking Britain by doing so! ”

Although Kadir was a little disgusted with Bloomington, he did not want to see him taken away by an unknown force, and protested loudly: "Miss Ruth, he is our British envoy, and he should be respected. Please put him down. ”

"That's your England, it's the kingdom of the Cult of Drama, and we have our own laws." When Ruth finished speaking, she turned to leave. Bloomington followed as if bound by an invisible rope.

"Kadir, what are we going to do?" The rest of the mission was numb and didn't know what to do. Bloomington's background is not small, if his father knows, he will suffer some hardships.

Kadir snorted and said, "What else can I do, I can only wait until tomorrow to get someone." Now we're going to move on with the pope. ”

After entering the Pope's office, the mission met the head of the mysterious Drama God Cult and was surprised to find that she was not only very high-status, but also first-class in appearance, not inferior to the Victoria's Secret supermodel.

The members of the mission, including Kadir, all swallowed their saliva fiercely: Sigh my God, there is such a noble and holy woman in the world? This is not like a beautiful woman in the world, but an imaginary saint.

Jesse, wearing a golden robe, sat behind his desk, looked up at the mission, and asked directly, "I am the pope of the Drama God Cult, what is the matter with the British sending you here?" ”

Kadir closed his eyes and fell into darkness for two seconds before opening them, and he didn't dare to look at Jesse, the Pope, and bowed his head slightly and said: "Your Excellency, New Zealand is an important member of the British Commonwealth, and Britain and other countries are very concerned about the changes in New Zealand.

If all goes according to the old rules and New Zealand is connected to the Internet, the Commonwealth will welcome a new cabinet from the Cult of Drama. ”

A silver bell-like smile rang out in the spacious office, and Jesse chuckled and said, "I'm afraid you're mistaken, our Drama God Cult is a completely independent country, and we don't want to join any Commonwealth. As for the internet, it will be open after a while. If you have no other questions, please leave. ”

Kadir's heart sank, and the situation slipped toward the worst-case scenario. After losing Australia, if New Zealand is also lost, the Commonwealth probably has no point in maintaining it. Britain, on the other hand, continues to fall towards a second-rate country.

As a member of the British bureaucracy, he could not help but say: "Your Excellency, New Zealand, after 20 million more refugees, is no longer a self-sufficient country, and has to import a large amount of food every month. If you are to withdraw from the Commonwealth, I am afraid that you will no longer be able to import food. ”

"Hey, this is a threat? We will not be intimidated by any country, so our previous decision will not be changed. ”

Jesse's sparkling eyes looked at Kadir and his party, and when he saw their faces showing disdain, he said, "But in order to reduce the damage caused by the war, I think it is necessary for you to understand." Now, I would like you to spend an hour in the Prison of Mind and learn more about our Cult of Drama. ”

Kadir didn't like it in his heart, this weird thinking prison didn't sound like a good place, but he was a messenger, how could he be taken to that kind of place!

"I protest, it's disrespectful to the UK!" The deputy head of the mission said in a snarling voice, his eyes staring at Lucy fiercely.

"It's like, we don't want to go to prison." Others chimed in.

Lucy ignored these protests and held out a hand and nodded at the mission.

"Stop" Kadir didn't even finish a sentence before he felt like he was flying, flying high in the sky.

After passing through a cool barrier, he opened his eyes to find that this was no longer the office he used to be, but a small cell. All four sides are welded by thumb-thick iron pillars, which is very strong.

To Kadir's relief, the members of the mission were also in nearby cells, not far away, to be able to see that they were still alive.

"What is this place? Let me out! He saw the deputy head of the mission next door shouting loudly, his hands clutching the iron fence and shaking.

There should be people from the Cult of Drama now, right? Kadir thought so, and did not stop the deputy's slightly crazy move.

There was still no one outside the cell, as if no one was running the place.

A sudden white light shot down from above, enveloping Kadir and turning him into a daze. When he came to his senses, he found himself wearing a tattered and rough linen garment, holding a white pine spear in his hand, and walking barefoot on the ground.

"Fake, what the hell is going on in this place?"

Kadir felt a strong force behind him, and he walked forward involuntarily, and the left and right were also similar figures.

A knight on horseback and wearing shining armor drove the Kadir men and shouted: "The army of the Baron of Liverpool is ahead, charge me!" The person who kills the most enemies can become my attendant and leave the battlefield. ”

There was also a loud roar from the opposite side, and then after a terrible scream, Kadir found that the man in front of him had fallen and been stabbed to death by a spear.

"Am I on the battlefield?" Kadir, who was in a daze, was stabbed in the stomach with a spear, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding and fell to the ground.

After his death, Kadir returned to his barricad-barred cell and felt weak. Then another white light shot down from above, enveloping him.

"No!" His roar was useless, and he soon came to a new battlefield and became cannon fodder at the bottom.

I don't know how many times I have been reincarnated like this, Kadir didn't have the strength to stand, lying on the ground panting, and heard a sentence: "An hour has passed, send you back." (To be continued.) )