At dawn on this day, Wang Qiu and Harry, who were in pain, finally arrived in Lancashire on their broomsticks, about 400 kilometers from London.

At this time, the sun has jumped above the horizon, sprinkling the earth with bright spring light. The pale pink haze along the horizon had quietly turned into a brilliant red glow. The sky gradually changed from a faint pale blue to a bright sapphire blue, and the cheerful chirping of birds and roosters dispelled the quiet charm of the early morning countryside. The hazy morning light enveloped the village like a translucent veil. The warm and soft scent of spring, with the tidal scent of freshly turned earth and vigorous vegetation, makes you feel as if you are in heaven.

All in all, the spring scenery of the English countryside is beautiful from any point of view. Well, if you don't pay attention to the blazing gas stations and blackened and twisted car wreckage on the highway, well, and the corpses strewn around......

“…… It seems that the riots have also spread here. Looking at the black smoke next to the ruins of the gas station, the corpses of the few black and Asian immigrants, as well as the bullet casings scattered on the road, as well as blood-stained fruit knives and all kinds of garbage, Wang Qiu couldn't help but sigh and said, "...... I wonder how many people will die in Britain after this catastrophe! ”

“…… More than 100,000 people must die! I don't know where the ceiling is...... "Harry. The permanent secretary of the Gordon cabinet raised his wand, put the black hood on his head, and sighed with the same melancholy, "...... Never mind. Hurry up for breakfast and get ready for your way! ”

However, going out with strangers has a downside to this - waiting for breakfast. The two were surprised to find that the person who originally thought they should prepare dry food along the way was actually waiting for another person to take the initiative to do it...... To put it simply, neither of them had anything to eat.

“…… Hey, there's no way, just learn from the 'local requisition' of the Japanese army in World War II, and go to the neighborhood to find something to eat. Wang Qiu said.

It's very regrettable. The small supermarket next to the gas station has long been looted by the gangsters and clean, except for some toilet paper and condoms. There wasn't even a single piece of chewing gum left, and a fire was put on it, and there was almost nothing left. However, in the ruins of the staff lounge of the gas station, Wang Qiu successfully turned out some vegetables and flour and other ingredients. And cooking utensils like pots - this gas station is obviously in good condition. The staff lounge even has a kitchen...... Harry commented.

“…… Hey, it's clear that this place is too remote, and the employees have nowhere to order takeout, so they have to cook their own food! Wang Qiu immediately retorted.

The ingredients are there, but they're all raw, Harry. Gordon, with the demeanor of an English gentleman, tactfully apologized. Claiming to know nothing about kitchen matters, he really can't help. He can't really be blamed on this. Because in the eyes of the traditional English gentleman, although eating, drinking, and drinking are a very important and even essential part of social life, this link does not include the details of what happens in the kitchen. Well-dressed gentlemen and ladies always thought that plates should be filled with delicious pastries and stews, and that the cups should be filled with fine wine, without paying any attention to how they came to be, which should be left to the butlers and maids.

However, this is not Harry. His Excellency Permanent Undersecretary Gordon was accustomed to living in the London social arena, but in the war-torn wilderness, and none of them brought a picnic basket with him—Wang Qiu was eager to make a Chinese meal at first, but it was a pity to look at the pile of things he had unearthed from the ruins: potatoes, turnips, onions, carrots, lettuce, lettuce, and a small bag of flour...... Wang Qiu thought about it and felt that if he could make a hodgepodge of them in the order of putting them in the pot without making a mistake, it would mean that his cooking skills were very good!

“…… In fact...... In fact, we still have a little pepper, butter and salt. Maybe we can really find a way to make some vegetable porridge. ”

Harry looked down at the colorful vegetables, kicked a tumbling potato, and made what he thought was a clever rationalization.

Then, unsurprisingly, Wang Qiu rolled his eyes and reprimanded, "...... Without cereal and without rice, do you have to use flour to cook porridge? ”

When Wang Qiu pinched his nose and made a decision, Jihua made full use of the available ingredients to make a large pot of vegetables and flour stewed, and unfortunately discovered an even more desperate fact - due to the impact of riots and civil war, the piped gas and electricity supply in the gas station staff break room had long been cut off, and the microwave oven and gas stove were all unusable. And if you want to collect firewood and make a fire...... Well, in Harry. Gordon had a richly decorated lighter for smoking his Havana cigar, but looking at the wet grass and bushes that had just rained outside, he knew that in this case there was no way to find any suitable firewood from the wilderness.

Even so, Wang Qiu still racked his brains to make a breakfast, and based on the experience he had learned in Boss Shen Yue's small hotel, if there was white bread, lettuce, and grilled bacon, he could try to make a simple and delicious sandwich. Unfortunately, there is a serious problem with this concept, there is neither white bread nor bacon...... Moreover, he now has no way of making flour into white bread.

Luckily, they didn't bring any dry food, but they did bring wormholes—so Wang Qiu suggested that Harry. Permanent Undersecretary Gordon travels with him through the wormhole to the palace of Alexandria in ancient Egypt for dinner. The "generous and hospitable" Queen Bixia of Cleopatra, who is currently hosting about 2,000 rabbles about to be thrown into the battlefield of London, is no small feat to add two more plates.

However, this time, the situation was completely reversed, and it was Wang Qiu's turn to be ridiculed by Harry to shame, and the sarcasm was inexhaustible.

“…… Oh? We traveled through the wormhole together to ancient Egypt 2,000 years ago, just to have breakfast? And then put an unattended wormhole directly in the field? "Harry. Permanent Undersecretary Gordon said in a rigid and slow tone peculiar to an English gentleman. His attitude was as contemptuous as his eyes," ...... Aren't you worried about the next time you go through the wormhole and come back to this shijie? It's just that as soon as you open your eyes, you find yourself facing the guns of a group of bandits? Or is it an oncoming car? Or even a rocket that exploded? Hehe, even if you are just scratched in the face by some curious wild cat, I'm afraid it's enough for you! ”

“…… Okay, then I'll bother you to wait here, or nibble on some raw vegetables to satisfy your hunger, and I'll go to Ancient Egypt and get you a big meal! ”

Wang Qiu drooped his head sullenly. He replied with a whimsical expression, and at the same time took out the wormhole from the bag behind his back.

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47 BC, Ancient Egypt. Alexandria, the palace of Queen Cleopatra of the Ptolemaic dynasty

Under the scorching sun, in front of a deep black hole suspended in the center of the main hall, a series of spatial disturbances like water ripples suddenly appeared.

The bald servants and naked ladies who discovered this anomaly. First glance at each other. Immediately after that, while sending a few legged Haode people to report to the queen Bixia, he asked the rest of the people to run silently to both sides of the central axis of the temple, pouting their butts one by one very tacitly, and kowtowing to the new batch of visitors from the other world who were about to appear here, as a way to show their most devout respect to the "divine messengers".

-- After surviving the initial shock and panic, they are no longer surprised by these supernatural beings from the "divine realm".

Of course, basic reverence and piety are still needed. Not to mention the abundance of fine white flour and fine grains that emerged from this black hole, which allowed half of Egypt to survive the famine. There are also the treasures of the "divine realm", which dazzle every self-proclaimed well-informed businessman, and bring astonishing wealth to this ruined city...... Therefore, their respect is absolutely sincere.

Therefore, every time Wang Qiu comes to this shijie, he can see two rows of smooth butts. And this time is clearly no exception.

For this kind of scene that is enough to make some shy people blind, Wang Qiu has witnessed it many times with his own eyes, and in order to strengthen his adaptability, he has deliberately watched a lot of "crowd fornication aiqing action movies", and he has basically been able to calm down. But the question is, can you speak a little more subtlely? actually ran in the palace and shouted, "The queen's concubine is here!" Hurry up and get ready to be welcomed! ”

Should this be said to be no discipline, no discipline? Or is there no discipline?

Well, of course, it is also possible that Wang Qiu's understanding of the meaning of certain words in ancient Greek was wrong (Greek was used by the Ptolemaic court in Egypt).

Well, in every sense of the word, the ancient Egyptians were devoid of such a thing as shame - though their disposition was by no means evil, and they could even be said to be kind, timid, and timid, content with their duties and treatments, and able to do the same profession for generations without complaint. But the differences in their bold words and concepts between them inadvertently still make Wang Qiu and other modern people feel very choked.

“…… Oooh! My dear! You're finally here again! I've seen a lot of interesting things here lately! ”

The first and only lover of the time-traveler Wang Qiu, the murderous priestess Xueji Dailan from the Aztec Empire in Central America, with a good smell of incense, swooped into Wang Qiu's arms, offered a warm and wet long kiss, and then without saying a word, stripped Wang Qiu to only a pair of underwear - under the heat of Egypt, and wearing the clothes of early spring in England, it was simply looking for his own death.

As for herself, well, of course, she was completely naked, as early as when she was a princess of the Aztec Empire, Snow Ji Delan did not wear much clothes because of religious and professional reasons "to feel divine power with her skin". Even in the house of Wang Qiu's family in modern society, she maintained the habit of living naked all year round, and when she came to this ancient Egypt where everyone was running naked, she refused to wear anything again.

Therefore, for the werewolf Sonya, the scorching heat of ancient Egypt is simply hell; And for Snow Ji Delan, an unhardy Mesoamerican Aztec priestess, ancient Egypt who could wander around all day without clothes. It's like heaven.

For this young and lovely murderous ghost priestess, Wang Qiu's feelings are also very complicated - it is said that it is a wife, and Xue Ji Dailan's age is too young. The first intercourse between the two, if it had taken place in the modern world, would have been enough for him to go to court for the Protection of Minors Act; If it is said that it is a one-night stand boyfriend and girlfriend, Xue Ji Dailan not only rolled over the sheets with Wang Qiu and offered the first night, but also entrusted him with a lifelong ...... And Wang Qiu thinks that he is not a Bo Xinglang who turns his face when he gets out of bed...... Well, in short, it's barely a lover relationship first!

The two were intimate in public without restraint. After a few casual words of laughter, Xue Ji Dailan jumped up and pulled Wang Qiu and took him to the temporary assembly place of the "London Counterinsurgency Combat Force" in the Egyptian royal palace - due to the difference in time flow rate between the two sides of the wormhole. While Wang Qiu and Harry flew on broomsticks over Britain for four hours straight, a former Japanese prime minister, nine vampires, and more than 180 druids gathered here on standby. More than one hundred and twenty werewolves. More than 1,600 vampire hunters, as well as more than 20 Chinese supernatural beings, a total of about 2,000 people, had been tormenting the Egyptian desert sun for a whole day.

In order to recruit this rabble to quell the rebellion in Britain, Chancellor Porter, who had just been promoted from Minister of Polar Affairs and Development to Interim Prime Minister, had to use the British Crown's deposits in Swiss banks, promising each of them a large honorarium, in addition to a generous direct advance of half of the amount before the expedition. This made the vampire hunters who could not afford to make a profit happily put up the battle flag and serve the British royal family.

At this moment. The rabble, who were about to leave for London to suppress the rebellion, were practicing target shooting and fighting in the arena next to the Egyptian royal palace, and the surrounding stands were surrounded by a circle of idle maids and servants, watching these "visitors from the divine realm" stumble and roll against each other.

At the edge of the arena, in what resembles a modern rostrum, parasol covers, tables and chairs are improvised with countless papyrus scrolls, and Queen Cleopatra, wearing an off-the-shoulder tube skirt, is here to process official documents, and by the way, monitor the every move of this group of modern shijie visitors in real time - in general, they are all fairly peaceful at the moment, except for some vampire hunters from South America who are overly enthusiastic by nature, and always find time to flirt with naked Egyptian court ladies with "body language", as well as giving some modern gadgets to please the girl; There are also the big Druivernies in the state of the hairy bear and more than half of the Russian werewolves who unfortunately suffered from heat stroke, and the rest are also sticking out their tongues listless......

So, Wang Qiu stepped forward to say hello to Queen Cleopatra, and then unceremoniously picked up the pastries and fruits on her table, and while filling her stomach, he chatted with her about the latest political and military situation in the Mediterranean region of this time and space.

In the past period, the situation around Lower Egypt ruled by the queen was relatively stable, and the main forces of the Roman Civil War were still facing each other in southern Italy, while playing political cards against each other; After annexing all of Asia Minor, Pontic king Pharnasis further advanced to the capital of the Syrian province, Antioch, but after besieging it for several months, he could not break through the city, so he had to temporarily retreat to the Anatolian plateau to rest; No one is fighting Egypt yet...... As for the rebels in Upper Egypt, there does not seem to be any sign of going down the river again and attacking the Nile Delta.

To put it simply, the situation in this plane is still maintainable, and there is no need to worry about it.

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Then, when Wang Qiu, who had a full meal in Cleopatra's palace, carried a small basket of figs and a bag of honey cakes, and returned to the country road in Lancashire, England, through the wormhole again, he found that Harry. Gordon's previous fears were not wrong at all.

-- Six non-mainstream young thugs with dyed hair and tattoos, dressed in fancy clothes, holding their hands flat with glazed eyes, at the helm of Harry, the permanent undersecretary of the Ministry of Magic. Under the command of Gordon's wand, he dances in circles in the form of zombie jumps. Behind them, there were also several motorcycles thrown in a mess.

“…… You've been walking for less than five minutes when these little Lancashire hooligans come up on motorbikes and try to rob me. "Harry. Gordon nibbled on the honey cake and explained to Wang Qiu, "...... I happened to be bored, so I took the opportunity to use them to review the manipulation of living people......"

The rest of the journey went smoothly as well, as the two of them continued to ride their broomsticks, flying safely past Manchester, where sporadic fighting was still taking place, and bypassing Birmingham and Nottingham, which were entrenched by the Nelson Knights—their routes were a little crooked as they were not very familiar with finding landmarks from the air, but as long as they had a compass in their hands and landed from time to time to look at the signs, they would not deviate too far.

Since it is flying in the daytime, there is a natural danger that ordinary people will see their tracks and even take videos. Fortunately, as the "most powerful wizard in Britain", Harry often travels on a broomstick. Gordon had been prepared for this for a long time, and had cast a Ignore Charm and an Invisibility Spell on himself and Wang Qiu in advance, using spells to force ordinary people to ignore their existence, so that they were not harassed from the ground along the way.

However, when they flew most of the journey from Glasgow to London unharmed, and finally arrived at the university town of Oxford on the banks of the River Thames, they were stopped by a sudden storm. (To be continued......)