Will the demons return to this land?

"The demon's curse is a little too broad."

Evidently rigorous, Lutden asked,

"What is the specific reason for the demise of the Qiyun Kingdom, or... Process? ”

Ludon wanted to know more details.

Act of God? Man-made disaster?

Humanity cannot learn any lessons from history.

But

Ludon can.

He wanted to know why Qiyun died and why the Divine Republic was born.

The old woman shook her head.

"I don't know."

The other party obviously had something to hide, and Ludon also saw this, but did not continue to ask.

The old woman looked directly at Lutdon and asked for the first time,

"Mr. Luden, can you tell me why you are pursuing the secrets of the Qiyun Kingdom?"

The old woman told Ludon a lot, just because she wanted more from him.

At the top of the Divine Republic,

The Kingdom of Qiyun is an open secret.

Now that Lutdon knows,

That shows that he is either a big man at the top or a cronie of a certain big man.

However, the old woman was very strange to him.

She couldn't help but be curious.

In the face of this question, Ludon was prepared.

He smiled indifferently,

"I beg your pardon, I swore by the Holy Law that I would not reveal anything related to this matter unless the time was right."

Luden's words, the nonsense index is 100%.

No useful information at all.

"Slippery kid."

The old woman didn't expect to ask anything, and scolded with a smile.

Then, she began to cough violently.

Apparently, there was something wrong with the old woman's lungs.

Ludon, who was sympathetic, glanced at the other party and made sure that the other party was not at risk of tuberculosis.

With the level of medicine in the Republic of God, if you are infected with tuberculosis, Luden's simulated journey will end here.

Seeing that the old woman was not in a good state, Mrs. Vito was a little anxious, and lowered her body to whisper a few words.

The old woman glanced at Ludon meaningfully.

"If you want to pursue the secrets of the Qiyun Kingdom, you should try your luck in the Divine State."

Ludon replied politely,

"If I had the chance, I would do it."

The old woman in the wheelchair waved her hand, and Mrs. Vito hurriedly opened the door.

Having said so much tonight, it's time to rest.

Mrs. Vito pushed her wheelchair away, but not long after, she rushed back.

She had obviously run two steps, so that she was a little panting, and her cheeks were red, which looked all the more seductive.

Eyes like jewels, staring at Ludon.

She asked,

"You forgot... What did you tell me last night? ”

In the tone, there was just the right amount of dissatisfaction and complaint.

Like a green apple that exudes youthful scent, even just smelling it will make people feel rejuvenated.

She is such a beauty.

Ludon really can't remember.

In the face of this proposition, Lutdon gave the most likely answer,

"I'm holding you down your hair?"

"You!"

She had never seen such a shameless person!

What's even more shameful is that this sentence really came up last night!

Mrs. Vito glared at him resentfully, and without saying anything more, turned and trotted away, leaving Ludon alone.

A woman's heart, a needle at the bottom of the sea.

...

"Mr. Luden, if you need anything, you can ring the brass bell by the wall."

The butler led Ludon to a guest room and left a good bottle of wine.

Because the old woman had limited mobility, the entire estate was equipped with a copper bell that could be rang, which was very convenient.

Brass bells, wires, servants on standby...

These things can be expensive.

As the sheriff of Charia, Berkeley's standard of living is undoubtedly the top of the entire era, full of aristocratic style.

Ludon, who finally had a chance to be alone, breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the window, and opened the window.

The Divine Republic, the Holy Code, the Inquisitor Berkeley, Mrs. Vito, the old woman in a wheelchair...

The first day of entering the simulator was unexpectedly exciting, with ups and downs like a novel.

A light blue interface popped up in front of Luden's eyes, with only a few lines:

[The fourth simulation is underway...]

[Wealth: 100 large gold coins]

[Current number of blessings: 4]

When it comes to the value of wealth, Luton is not surprised.

After entering the simulation world, he seems to have been prostituting for nothing.

Last night, I prostituted 1 big gold coin, I had a meal at noon, I had a white dinner, and even tonight's accommodation was a white prostitute...

When the simulation is completed and the score is settled, the more wealth Ludon has, the higher the score!

After all, it was a blessing of his own.

The spreaders of good fortune are not only the good fortune of others.

The best blessings should be kept for yourself.

What Luton doesn't understand is, when did he send the four blessings?

He had only been in this world for a day, and most of his time was spent learning about the customs and studying the sacred code.

How can there be kung fu to send good fortune?

If you don't understand something, don't think about it.

Good fortune is better than nothing.

Ludon is very good at going with the flow.

High emotional intelligence: go with the flow

Low EQ: Swing

According to the experience of the last simulation, if you send a million-level blessing, you can get a score for the perfect ending.

With the population level of the small town of Charia, Ludon was skeptical that there were a million people in the entire Shenbang Republic...

It's a little hard for Luden.

Tonight, he stopped thinking about good fortune.

Thirteen Saints, demons, curses...

Don't think about it.

Ludon wants to leave all his worries behind.

Only fine wine, moonshine... Qiyun.

Ludon sat in front of the window, looking at the bright moon.

This was the only bond between him and the Qiyun Kingdom two thousand years ago.

Moon, Silent Witness!

They were all bathed in the same moonlight.

This was once the moonlight of Qiyun, and now it is the moonlight of the Divine State.

After tonight, the soul of the traveler is destined to wander.

He raised his glass.

Respect for the moonlight,

Respect for the 2,000-year-old kingdom of Qiyun,

To the people who hanged themselves.

A great group of people.

Even if they hung Ludon up, it still didn't prevent Ludon from recognizing their greatness.

What Ludon did was worth a rope.

He knew this, had no complaints, and was even proud of it.

The demise of the Qiyun Kingdom obviously had another reason.

The demise of a kingdom or dynasty is as inconspicuous in history as the waves in a great river, and only a few lines of text will be left in the history books.

The problem is that the fall of the Qiyun Kingdom seems to have led to the regression of the entire era!

The decay of science and technology, the rule of law, and civilization in all aspects!

The secret behind this was lightly carried away by a 'demon's curse', hiding the truth of history.

Lutdon put down his glass, looked at the moon two thousand years ago, and said his last words for the night.

Separated by two thousand years of time and space,

Luden's eyes seemed to be crowded with people again.

He stood on a high gallows, overlooking the sea of people, like a general inspecting his own soldiers.

Ludon tilted his head slightly and said to the people of two thousand years ago,

"Yes, I'm back."