In the imperial palace of the Central Empire, the emperor in the prime of life was dressed in simple clothes and carrying a long sword, if it weren't for the fact that he was wearing a certain crown on his head, I am afraid that no one would have thought that this mighty uncle was the supreme emperor of the Central Empire. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info the voice of only one person in the entire empire, whether it is a court meeting or a court meeting, as long as he expresses his position, no one dares to stand up against it. Originally, his courtiers sat in court meetings and court meetings, but in his dynasty, the chairs and sofas were eliminated and everyone was allowed to stand.

This is an emperor of the Sacred Heart.

"Your Majesty!", the chief of the court hurried out of the door with broken steps, and he walked faster with a pace, stepped on the hem of his skirt, and almost fell, and staggered down in front of the emperor. "Your Majesty, there is a major discovery. ”

His Majesty the Emperor did not move, his eyes turned slightly, he looked down and glanced at the chief of the court, and spat out a word from his lilac lips, "Speak!"

"Hey!", the court steward didn't care about the aching knees, got up, whispered into the emperor's ear, and finally stood aside respectfully, bowing his head to the ear.

His Majesty the Emperor's eyes lit up, paced back and forth a few steps, and flicked his arm, "I remember that the Seventh Prince was studying in Barbara, so let him come into contact with this guy from another plane." Find a way to set out the specialties and strength over there, and immediately recall the Protector Sage, so that the Dragon Slayer Army can practice routinely in advance!", After the palace manager left, His Majesty the Emperor waved his fist fiercely, he sneered and glanced at the sand table, he didn't even want to look at it anymore, turned around and walked towards the harem.

The situation in the Central Empire is not tense, but it is not much better. A large number of demons are constantly pouring out of the cracks in space, competing with humans for space to survive. The Lord of Warcraft leads many powerful Warcraft and is eyeing the endless mountain range. Even the Naga, who used to dare not even put a fart on land, are now swaggering to land in the coastal areas and are still infiltrating the interior.

Mankind has been rampant for thousands of years, and finally ushered in a crisis.

But he never imagined that just when he was bothering humanity about the way out, the heavens sent him a way out and an opportunity - the guest from the other plane. If humanity's position is not secure in the future, it can enter another plane and continue to rule the world. If more scarce materials can be obtained from another plane, it is not impossible for human beings to reach the top of the world again.

And all this is inseparable from the help of that man named Wren.

Grandpa Whitebeard watched the contract turn into countless golden lights and dissipate into the air little by little, he felt a little regretful in his heart, the equality contract was the least common contract, because this kind of contract itself did not have the ability to strongly restrain a party. The biggest binding force, I'm afraid, is not to hurt each other, that's all. His face remained silent, and he picked up a magic stick that was more than a foot long and quietly stabbed Teacher Lilith, "You guys are alone for a while, here are a hundred gold coins, Angela, take Lord Wren out for a walk." ”

It seems to be a very intimate move, but in fact, this is Whitebeard's grandfather's trick to retreat, he can't please Wren here, but it is better to be generous, give this pair of summoners and "summoning beasts" a little personal space, and let Wren go out for a spin to experience the difference between this world and his world.

Wren is not a hairy boy, he can see through the thoughts of Whitebeard's grandfather at a glance, and he doesn't break it, he really needs to go around the neighborhood.

Angela hesitated whether to take the purse full of gold coins, but Wren had no scruples, and slid it in his hand, making a dull crashing sound. He bowed slightly, "Then I will take my leave first, thank you and this beautiful lady for your generosity, see you in the evening." ”

"See you in the evening. Lilith placed her hands on her waist, one hand up and the other down, palms facing each other, slightly bent at the knees.

Grandpa Whitebeard also nodded, "It's fun, if you don't have enough money, you can come back to me." ”

As for safety, neither Grandpa Whitebeard nor Teacher Lilith had thought about it. After all, Wren's momentum when he appeared was too shocking, and the legendary-level powerhouse didn't need to think about safety or insecurity in Santa Barbara at all, which is something that those who are very likely to be blind-eyed should consider.

Santa Barbara's long history and rich academic culture have brought together not only the best scholars of the Central Empire, but also the best professionals, the best goods, and the indescribable variety of people.

As soon as he left the academy, Wren suddenly felt a completely different atmosphere from the quiet and plain in the academy, and the people on the streets that were not particularly crowded were rubbing shoulders, they were dressed in completely different styles of clothing from the Orlando Empire, and they spoke completely different sentences, and a strong exotic atmosphere made Wren's mood a lot happier.

Curiosity is something that can only be seen in children, but also in adults, and Angela is like an inaccurate encyclopedia, constantly explaining to Wren what he doesn't understand.

The streets suddenly became more and more crowded, and Wren was very gentlemanly to protect Angela in front of him, so that the crowd would not rush into her. He looked at more and more people, and looked around a little inexplicably, "Is there anything special here?"

Angel tugged at Wren's sleeve and pointed to the gushing fountain in the center of the crossroads in the distance, "It seems that there are powerful philosophers promoting their ideas!", the little girl looked excited, if it wasn't for the fact that she needed to take care of Wren, she would have squeezed through at this time.

The rich and powerful human empire and the relatively enlightened society give some people who love whimsy the time and space to think about things that have nothing to do with life, such as the meaning of their existence, why I am me, and what I am here for.

Their chaotic thoughts are collated and converged into torrents, constantly impacting people's fragile spiritual defenses, making many people regard these self-proclaimed thinkers as spiritual sustenance. Although these people don't have much money and power, they have a high status in society. And their idle egg-sore thoughts are also known as valuable spiritual wealth.

Even some nobles did not dare to humiliate them easily, but treated them carefully and treated them as guests.

In this world, philosophy, and philosophers, is a very respected profession.

Of course, it can't be said that all philosophers are so painful that they need to think about why I am my guy, and indeed some people can be called "sages". Their minds are not empty and pale, boundless and unrestrained, but concerned with the relationship between people and society. Of course, there are not many of them.

In the spirit of watching the excitement, Wren took Angela and squeezed forward .......

"Why does the sun rise in the east and set in the west?", stood at the edge of the fountain a raunchy, mantled "thinker" with a beard that barely made it clear what he looked like, dressed in a white robe with a lot of oil stains that had not been washed in a long time. He seemed a little fanatical at this time, and the onlookers around him were also very high-pitched, "That's because of people! We are standing here, under this starry sky, everything respects people." ”

"When night comes, when you look up, do you find that all the brightest stars revolve around you?"

"When you need fire......", he took out a small black stick, the outside of which was wrapped in a layer of white cloth or paper, he took a knife and shoveled it on the bare black stick a few times, and the huge sparks instantly ignited the surrounding combustibles, and the flames were raised, "You can get fire." When you want to extinguish the fire......", he spat in the palm of his hand, holding the lit end of the stick hard, and the flame was extinguished in an instant, "then the flame will be extinguished." ”

"Why is that? Because we are human beings, we are the supreme of all things, so no matter what ...... anything", he waved his arms exaggeratedly, and the excited spittle stars flew out and landed on his beard, and the dotted white spittle stars were particularly eye-catching, "Whatever it is, it must obey the will of our human beings." ”

......

This man is a madman, and the listeners who are just as fanatical are also madmen.

Angela looked at the beggar-like philosopher adoringly, and little stars almost popped out of her eyes.

"Let's go look elsewhere, is there a place to sell high-end goods?", Wren took the little girl's hand and withdrew from the crowd, and the little girl still had some regret on her face.

"He has a point, we humans are so great. Angela affirmed the theory of the philosopher she liked, "You don't have such great minds and philosophers there, do you?"

Which eye did you see that it was a "great mind" and a "great philosopher"?

Wren chuckled a few times and shook his head, "It's really not something I can understand with such a profound thought, why don't we look at something practical." ”

The little girl could only sigh, "Well, it's a pity, I don't know when I will meet this master next time." ”

The corners of Wren's mouth twitched, or maybe this is how people have been in a safe and prosperous society for a long time, and they don't need to fight to survive and live, and they will make themselves empty, so that they will be exploited by these so-called great ideas. If the people here had to face wars, disasters, diseases and starvation every day, Wren believed that they would not waste so much time listening to something inexplicable.

No matter how brilliant your mind is, it is not as good as a piece of bread to fill your stomach.

After a while, I entered the center of Santa Barbara, and the shops on both sides of the street were much higher. Led by Angela, Wren enters a shop called the Goblin Research Institute.