Inside the Ark Mothership. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Van, it's incredible when you stole the Art Core!" Beshi looked at the strange crystal in Van's hand, the drunkard didn't mean to drink, he cared about money!

"Although there is something wrong with the algorithm, I can still use 3D printing to forge a high-imitation one, and you don't look at who I am!" Van is using the real Yate core as a driving energy source!

"Can you give it to me?" Bei Ye is going to be broken!

"Well, since you are so obedient, Ye will laugh at it!" Beshi took it with a big grin!

"It's strange that Van is so frank this time!" Bexi kept speculating in his heart that there was a conspiracy!

"Is there a reward?" Sure enough, Van wasn't a big man, he was a little man!

"Hmph, no way!" Bei Ye said that if you change the hexagram, you will change the hexagram!

However, Beshi didn't know that what she had in hand was fake......

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"Neumann, you conscienceless, what about your responsibility, you don't want me, you don't want your daughter, even your little grandchildren are ruthlessly thrown away!" Professor Feng was kneeling upright on the door bar, his knees against the edges, very strained and painful, and his face was blue and purple......

"Say!" Professor Feng's face twitched, his ears were like radar, and as soon as he heard Medea's order, he replied:

"The happiest thing in my life is that God gave me Princess Medea ......"

"Is it okay, wife?" Professor Feng took advantage of the free time to flatter, and moved his knees slightly, just like the hard-pressed freshmen who were punished for military training!

"Whoever told you to move, shout a hundred more times!"

Professor Feng felt bitter, but he was even deprived of the right to complain!

Medea tasted the plantain that Van had picked earlier, and leisurely flipped through a book - "Women First", which Beshi gave her!

I remember that in the story of "A Song of Ice and Fire", there is a round of red and blue in the sky there...... The sun that turns purple at the end!

The Seven Gods, who possess supreme power, have trapped the princess with the crown of thorns in another world!

Vicious and cunning guards kept blocking her progress, causing her pain and suffering, but with the magic of the crown, she broke through many difficulties and continued to move forward, searching for ......

In an old castle, the princess meets a bard, the king of a certain country, who has been imprisoned here because he has angered the seven gods......

The imprisoned king recounts his experiences for the princess and accompanies her, hoping to keep her heart. After a short encounter, they met wonderful people with each other, but the next moment they were going to say goodbye.

When the princess left, the poet told her: Yes, there will always be guards. Some thoughts make you lost, some want to tear you apart with their claws, some trick you into going to the wrong pass, some use iron chains, and some use lies to try to keep you. There is only one guard, who manages to keep you with love! But he was sincere, and never said a word of falsehood to you.

Medea is gone, leaving Neumann......

However, Neumann has a beautiful, kind, gentle and virtuous wife from now on, at least he will not let him kneel on the washboard! Her name is Helen.

She let go of the past.

"I'm getting married, remember to come and have a glass of wine, little grandson ......"

"Mr. Abel!" Professor Feng changed his name, and it seems that he also let go.

Professor Feng threw down such a sentence and left, wearing a white tuxedo gown, a top hat, a civilization stick, holding the hand of the beautiful lady Helen, who wore a pink rose backless dress and boarded the Century Cruise ship Titanic with Neumann. It seems that he has always kept it in mind......

Neumann snickered on deck, happy, like someone on an unfinished mission! From the first time he saw Van, he knew that the secret Albert had told him would one day be revealed......

In Jordan, an old man wanders in the attic of an empty luxury bay villa, a simplely dressed old man in sunglasses, Raisselli, sitting on a quaint rosewood chair, looking at a framed photo of a family of three, as if still pondering something.

The old man and the sea, the albatross and the big marlin, the strong are destined to be lonely......

"What's the matter, Raisselli, you're scared, do you want to quit?"

"If you don't continue, your daughter's safety will not be guaranteed, have you forgotten how your wife died......"

"There's no turning back for you......" Rescelli had a little black figure in his head, and he kept making this sinister sound.

"The times will turn the tide upside down, and no one can escape ......"

At this time, Reschelli's face was even older, but his shoulders were still strong, his chin was in his hands, and his deep eyes looked at the distant cloudy sky, and his mouth muttered to himself......

"Time-hunters, Abraham Van, Interesting ......"

"Abraham Albert, long time no see......"

Rescelli took out a peculiar silvery-white piece of metal from his bosom, a group photo of six people. In the photograph from left to right, the third person - Abraham Albert, the fourth person is holding Albert's shoulder, the man - von Neumann, and on the far right is the head of the Black Gold Empire - Walter Rothschild......

The second man from left to right, with broken blond hair and a sunny smile - Ray Pickley in his youth.

The other two people involved in the Space-Time Project vaguely saw the Asian race on the far left, who was not tall...... They are still hiding in the shadows that they can't see. Van's grandfather, his parents, the League of Nations' ulterior plane-time plan......

Reiscelli pointed the silver-white space-time visa at the sun, making it reflect a strange brilliance, and the magical eyes in the sunglasses saw everything!

"What monsters will they send against you next, Prophet......"

There seemed to be a ghost fire burning in Reiscelli's eyes, and when he laughed, it was like a man who had made a pact with Satan, the devil of the fallen abyss, to sell his soul......

“Van……”

The leisure recuperation center, the rockery in the middle of the lake, the hanging wicker, the ancient old lady pushing her wife to relax, the picture is as warm as the wind.

The man was wearing a crisp suit and heard the sound of a subwoofer - a Maserati MC12.

The man responded to the curious eyes of the old man in the wheelchair and said, "This is a gift from a friend."

"A cigarette?" The old man looked at the handsome young man who walked in and asked.

"No, thank you." The young man refused, and responded to the couple with an elegant smile.

Brandon walked into wards 11-45 in the left building of Teresa Hospital, and looked at the young man with a white ass raised - Van.

"Brandon!" The man in the hospital bed shouted.

Miss Nurse looked at the handsome Brandon with some fascination, so the needle was ......

"Whew!" Van screamed, startling the nurse to let go of her hand and the syringe swaying on his ass!

"Surprise me, please don't make a fuss!!" Nurse Wendy said with some embarrassment.

"Alas......" Van was still alive, but when he came like this, he softened and collapsed......

"You've been living for a month and still haven't gone out?" Brandon took off his sunglasses, keeping an eye on the patients and doctors as they walked through the hallway, and pulled a folder from his bosom and placed it at Van's bedside.

"I found the information you wanted."

"Brandon, how much do you think this is worth?"

As if he hadn't heard Brandon's words, Van took out the irregular blue crystals from the pocket of his hospital gown, and looked at the sun's rays, his eyes flashing with curiosity about the unknown, and what he saw.

"You're going to sell?" Brandon seemed surprised.

"Atlantic Core, what the hell?"

"Huh." Van smiled wryly, and those unhappy memories came back to him.

"Maybe there are really "people" who will buy it, but your life and my life can only be used as a giveaway. Brandon's tone seemed sarcastic, but it was so serious.

"It's so dangerous!" Van muttered to himself, and then laughed abnormally, like a schoolboy who had started a group in the middle of the road, but was still hiding in the grass on the lower road.

Suddenly, the Beshi ghost rushed in!

"Goodbye!"

Oh, my God!

It's just that Van is ...... Unexpectedly, he threw the Atlantic Core out of the window and let it fall into the bottomless lake, where it sank to be kept in the company of fish, aquatic plants, and plankton......

Just like in another time and space, the legendary continent that sank forever to the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean, the lost capital of the sea god - Atlantis......