Knock knock (knock on the door)

"The door is unlocked."

An Bei pushed the door in: "Teacher, are you looking for me?" ”

Deputy Director Qian nodded worriedly.

An Bei looked left and right: "Teacher, why is your room so cool, is the air conditioner on?" ”

Qian sighed: "The salary is naturally cool." ”

Anbei couldn't help but smile, he knew what his teacher was talking about. Because of the renovation of the dormitory back then, so many years have passed, and Qian Xin's salary has not increased once. It's kind of funny when you think about it.

Qian raised his hand: "Sit down." ”

Anbei obediently sat down opposite Qian Yuan.

He respects Qian from the bottom of his heart, because he feels that Qian is probably the person who knows the most about the ancient gods in the entire Federation. No matter what questions he asked, Qian was able to answer one or two, and they were all reasonable, not made up.

The Old Gods were dangerous creatures, and every little we know about them will reduce the danger of coming into contact with them in the future. Therefore, Anbei is very grateful to Qian Xinxin for his careful teaching.

Anbei waited for Qian Xinxin to speak, but Qian Xinxin seemed to be completely unaware, and slowly bent down to take out a set of tea sets from under the coffee table.

An Bei's gaze suddenly became solemn, and he suddenly realized that Qian Xian called him this time to have something important to discuss, otherwise there would not be such courtesy. So he was not impatient at all, his face and posture were more respectful, and he waited silently for Qian to make tea.

The room became quiet and the sound of the water was exceptionally clear.

Boiling water at about 80 degrees flies from the spout into the bowl, so that the slightly cool cup body is soaked, and then the water inside is poured into the fair cup, and then the water in the fair cup is poured into the two teacups.

This step is called a warm cup.

Qian Yu silently poured the water from a few teacups into the bowl, then picked up a bamboo slice with a little tea leaves, and used a golden teaspoon to pluck the tea leaves on it into the bowl.

This step is called tea throwing.

After throwing the tea, pour the water again. White smoke wafted from the gaiwan, and the rich aroma of tea overflowed from the gaiwan, which soon spread to every corner of the room. The tea flavor of the first brew tea was too strong to drink, so Qian Yixin poured this cup of tea into the water bowl.

This step is called tea washing.

At this time, most of the tea making process had passed, but Qian was still silent, which made Anbei feel depressed.

What exactly is the teacher going to say?

Anbei's calm heart began to be a little agitated.

As if sensing Anbei's anxious mood, Qian Xian finally spoke: "Anbei, have I told you before, in fact, tea is a kind of ancient god sacrifice?" ”

Anbei was stunned for a moment: "No." ”

Qian said slowly: "Some ancient gods love to drink tea, so they set tea as their own sacrifice, and let the believers pick the best tea leaves to worship themselves. If the old gods are not satisfied, the believers will be stuck in the tea tree by the old gods. ”

Anbei frowned: "This is too brutal." ”

Qian Yan smiled and shook his head: "It's really too cruel, the ancient gods rarely treat believers well." But the Old Gods are different from their own kind, and although they fight each other, they are no different from wars in human history. ”

An Bei's eyes were a little confused, he felt that there was something in Qian Yuan's words, but he couldn't hear it.

Qian Xian did not continue, but lifted the teapot and poured water into the bowl again. This time the tea is ready to drink. Qian strained the tea in the gaiwan into the fair cup, and then used the fair cup to put the clear tea water that had been removed from the tea leaves into the teacup.

Qian Yan brought a teacup to Anbei.

He said gently, "Tea, please." ”

The physique of the divine favor allowed Anbei to endure the high temperature of 80 degrees, so Anbei directly picked up the teacup and drank it all.

The tea is bitter and has a strange aroma.

Anbei exclaimed: "Good tea! ”

Qian's face darkened.

"Criminals!"

"Is that how tea is drunk?!"

Anbei shrank his head in embarrassment.

Isn't it still water......

Qian sighed: "I shouldn't have made you tea." Life is already so difficult, I have to add to my own blockage, the world is not worth it. ”

Anbei smirked twice and asked, "Teacher, don't hang my appetite, what's wrong?" ”

Qian slumped back on the couch.

"Anbei, the Special Affairs Response Division is going to be reorganized into the God Killing Division, what do you think about this matter?"

Anbei scratched his head: "The name is a bit mysterious. ”

Qian Wei glared: "What about the other than this?"

Anbei said happily: "I have been promoted in disguise!" ”

This scoundrel......

Qian rubbed his temples worriedly.

"Don't you think the Federation's murderous intent is too heavy?"

Qian asked as he stared at Anbei's eyes.

Anbei's eyes were filled with confusion: "Is there anything wrong with a murderous heart?" After the resurrection of the ancient gods, they definitely want to develop believers, and to develop believers is to enslave the citizens of the Federation. The contradictions between the two sides are irreconcilable. ”

Qian shook his head worriedly: "Of course, the contradiction is irreconcilable. But have you ever thought that the consequences of an all-out war with the Old Gods may not be affordable for the Federation? ”

Anbei pursed his lips.

He knew that some time ago, there was an ancient god who had just been revived and slipped away under the noses of the Fuxi Army, and he hadn't been caught until now, so maybe he had started to spread his faith in some corner.

Anbei thought for two seconds and then retorted: "The failure of the Fuxi Legion is only because the Federation wants to capture the ancient god alive for research, and if the space bomb is directly dropped, that ancient god will definitely not be able to escape." ”

Qian sighed: "Even if the space bomb can kill the ancient gods, how many space bombs does the Federation have, and how many warships can drop space bombs?" What if there is a revival of the Old Gods in the double digits at the same time, and what if the Ancient Gods respawn on the administrative planet, have you considered these? ”

"The Old Gods shouldn't have revived a lot at once, right?" Anbei said slowly in an uncertain tone, "And I haven't heard of any administrative planet where there are ancient god relics?" ”

"There are more than 3,000 ancient god relics that have been discovered now, and there are still more than 20 new ones added every year, so the total number of ancient gods may exceed 10,000." Qian said in a deep voice, "And there are more than a dozen administrative stars that have discovered the relics of the ancient gods. ”

Anbei was stunned when he heard this, he didn't know anything about this before. If that were the case, the Federation could face its greatest challenge ever, one that could turn everything upside down. A strong sense of crisis rose in his heart.

Qian sighed: "Do you still think it's a good thing that the Federation has a tough attitude towards the ancient gods?" ”

Anbei struggled: "What if the ancient gods are only revived piecemeal? So that we can break them one by one, kill one and kill another, and sooner or later we can finish it. ”

Qian frowned: "So what if not?" ”

Anbei was finally silent this time.

He knew it was a foolish idea to put his hopes in the enemy, but it was the only way he could think of to break the game.

He was in a trance.

What is the purpose of the teacher telling me this?

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The purpose is to ask for a chapter and a ticket!

I'm so hungry, huh!