It is often compared to an old woman more than a thousand years ago, and it can be seen that the man around her is still affectionate - Anna, as a little girl in her twenties, said that this kind of thing is very unbearable! The queen is very angry, and the consequences are very serious. By the time Cybertron rode dozens of kilometers from the castle to London, it was already getting dark, so Anna found a pub she used to frequent.

As soon as he entered the door, Cybertron was shocked.

The opening of the sound equipment with high power: knock knock!

His little heart followed: Oooo

There are praises as proof, but by seeing:

The gongs and drums are broken and they are beaten to death, and the men and women are howling to death.

The lighting effects flashed so much that Cybertron, who was wearing sunglasses, was almost blind, and humanity managed to create hell on its own.

"I'm going to sit on ......" leaning against the wall to go in, and holding on to the wall came out. Without drinking a glass of wine, Cybertron felt that his life was no different from death, and it was better to die than to be exact.

"Well, you see, this is the bar a thousand years later. Alice Phil IX smiled whimsily, and seemed to feel a heartfelt intimacy with the place.

Before I became a queen, I didn't come to this kind of place often, and every time I was high, I couldn't do it. After becoming a queen, let alone coming and going, even in ordinary daily life, you can't mention it publicly.

"What are you talking about?" Cybertron's hearing was good, but in such a noisy bar (ballroom?), Cybertron still couldn't hear what the queen was talking about in the dim light.

"A thousand years later, this is the bar. In a corner of the bar, he leaned into Cybertron's ear and shouted. Her Majesty smiled happily.

"Hear me!-" In the dimly lit corner, the blonde-haired puppeteer and the silver-haired maiden were undrawn—to be exact, no one could see who was from five meters away, and the iconic reflective hair was eclipsed on such occasions. Cybertron watched as the huge screen in the distance scrolled across the demon dance - no kidding, a music video for a real succubus. And in reality, N multiracial people are venting here. You can even see girls of various races who are dressed in revealing clothes, and the Delaney, who should have divine attributes, and the succubus who originally made the next work are dancing on the dance floor, which is called a high. In the narrow aisles next to the bar seats, there are also dancers who seem to have been specially invited to dance as models or ...... Well, it's an amazing place anyway.

"I don't understand. Cybertron shook his head slightly, leaned into Alice Phil IX's ear, and whispered, "What is this!--I've been to real hell, and there's an evil extradimensional space--it's so much better than here!At least it's quiet!

"Poof...... Hahahaha-" The small beer ordered was unceremoniously opened, and the queen poured a full glass for the Knight King: "Eh, don't say that." The world is hell. No, no, no, but it's purgatory - you'll have enough of it here to have a chance to go to heaven. ”

“......”

Fallen.

I know it, but it's really depraved.

"Draenei over there!" Cybertron casually gestured to a female Draenei on the dance floor. Wearing hooks and hooks, although the already plump racial characteristic figure is matched with the same racial characteristics of the small tail, small hooves, and small horns, now it seems that it is almost on the same level as the succubus who is dancing against it: "Such a sacred race! Shouldn't you be ready to go to bed for worship at this time!"

"I didn't do it a few hundred years ago. Patting Cybertron on the shoulder, the two of them had already hooked their shoulders in order to speak: "Where are the Draenei who honestly follow the teachings of the paladins?"

"......? So, you really don't have any natural disasters and zombies here?"

"Basically gone. ”

"No more plague viruses?"

"Uh...... Yes, and it's getting stronger. ”

"?!?! without the Holy Light, how can you ordinary people survive it?!How can you rescue them?"

"Well...... Alice Phil spread her hands, then drank the beer from her glass, let out a long sigh of relief, and continued, "It is sold in all major pharmacies throughout the country. ”

"......" this time it was Cybertron's turn to be stunned: "All ...... Science has been hanging so much these days?".

"Cheers, for science. "Goo-to-goo, Her Majesty poured herself another drink.

Suddenly, the loud music faded down, and the bar maître d'art was on stage making an introduction to tonight's program - it seemed that someone had a birthday or something, and I wanted everyone to wish them well.

But in the case of Cybertron, that's when the eardrums can get a little bit of respite.

"The occupation of France was not so lively. Cybertron lifted his sunglasses, then unbuttoned his jacket and his tie and unbuttoned his shirt: "What a ......."

"The two young ladies are right-I ......"

A gentleman and polite half-breed orc and a handsome elf with a goatee. It's a strange combination, at least not seen before by Cybertron - but they're for Cybertron and Alice Phil.

It's a pity that their role ends here.

"Gaba!" the round glass in my hand was easily shattered, and the glass in my hand was twisted by Cybertron hatefully, "Damn greenskins, long-eared faggots!

People always have some enemies in this life, and people can't live without holding grudges.

Cybertron is like this, it will blow up at the slightest touch, but fortunately, few people really dared to point at him back then. Either he died or was recharged, and the better thing was that Iceland almost went straight to Siberia.

"Calm down, calm down, Cyber - okay, why don't you hurry up, wait for the dead?"

Of course, while blocking his little ancestor, it is also very ...... to persuade the two wilted goods in front of him to leave quickly Helpless.

-- Kicked out --

Being thrown out is nothing new, and Cybertron walked outside with two bottles of vodka alone. "When I rule this country again, I will let all the gays and those who can't see me clearly see that I am a man be crucified!

Ancestral Wine ......

It's not so good.

But forget it, it's probably not very comfortable to think about being harassed from another position. But the other party actually discriminated against him...... I can't bear it!

"I have to say something about it here, cyber - everything else can be talked about, but our country now protects 'gays', and there is a law as a basis for protection, same-sex marriage is okay......"

"Is MD's legal protection useful? I can change it at any time! Besides, your legal protection has a P, and there are legal protection things in hell, and one of the original pirates counts as one, do you think that one went to heaven?" Cybertron unceremoniously sprayed his grandson grandson...... I wanted to scold Alice Phil for a long time, but there have been few opportunities for thousands of years, and I don't dare to have the opportunity, and I can't be ruthless if I dare.

Feel ...... now Sure enough, having a child is just for fighting! You can't beat others, you can't beat your own children, you can't beat your own children, you can't your own children, you can't do it, you can still x her ancestors.

"But......" Cybertron suddenly realized that the world was still very ...... Speechless, he looked at the night when he wanted to finish quickly: "I want to go buy something directly...... But why are all the shops in this neighborhood closed?"

"After seven o'clock basically no one is open, huh...... Except for the immigrants from the Panda Country, at twelve o'clock in the morning, you can see them charming with magical gestures, smiling and greeting guests [what do you want to buy, come in and see~~]. As a result, unions often sue them for breaking business rules. ”

“...... If you don't work hard, you might as well work hard, and you don't know how to live poor and die of poverty if you don't understand such a simple truth. Cybertron plucked his ears and said, "I just want to buy some...... Well, you guys that weird thing. It's the tool that was served in the morning, and it was sacrificed to our world, and maybe it could be used in the future. ”

"Uh...... That is true. Her Majesty thought about it, and felt that she could not understand the brains of the infidels, but she still had to say in the face of technical problems: "British Telecom and British Netcom don't seem to have extended to the land of the dead, right?"

"What's that?"

“...... I can't explain it clearly for a while, and even if I give you something, it's like ...... Precision warships of your time. No one will take care of what to do, it needs special electronic engineers, programmers or something......"

"Well, engineers have been around since my time. Cybertron waved his hand and said, "Won't you burn two programmers for me then......?" It seems that I heard that there is an impression on the other side of hell, and when I have time, I will go there and quietly see if there are any qualified dead people who have come over to help us install the computer. ”

“...... Oh, then I'll rest assured, when the time comes, remember to find someone named [Knock Can't Die] to help you install it. Even if you have a computer, he can pull you one out of thin air. But since you can go to hell, can you help me see someone? It's called MJ, I didn't have a chance to see him when I was alive, but now I want a copy of his autograph......"

"It is common sense that the dead do not care about the living. Ignoring the resurrection of the dead, Cybertron shrugged his shoulders and said, "Don't worry about it so much, I'll ask you if you have any stores that sell things now!"

"Shop...... Yes, but it's a bit far from here, and we don't have horses...... Never mind. Her Majesty thought for a moment and saw that the flow of people after work was decreasing. He proposed, "Let's make a subway—"

“...... What iron?"

――Metro 2033――

The subway is a good thing, Lan Dun's subway is good, there is nothing to say, Leng Ding thought it was a bus station at the junction of urban and rural areas.

The equipment is old and the staff is bloated. There are graffiti and small advertisements on the walls, and the ticket vending machines are next to each other, one after the other, each one not covering each other. Judging from the style of painting and phone numbers, these small advertisements are not from the same business. However, the size and size are basically the same, and the horizontal view is a peak on the side of the ridge. There is no coverage among peers, highlighting the moral quality and personal cultivation of the advertisers - on closer inspection, most of them are small advertisements that attract chickens. Cybertron was very upset after taking a few looks, and lit a cigarette and asked the queen next to him, who was wearing sunglasses like himself.

"What's this?"

Cybertron looks at the small advertisement on the ticket vending machine.

“...... Ticket vending machines. ”

"I didn't ask you this—what's on it?"

“...... Ad. "Queen Alice Fell can't wait to die! Cybertron, the old lady is not going to be a queen!

"Advertisement?" Cybertron seemed a little puzzled, "What's the matter with these women dressed like rangers......?" Succubi are better equipped than them. With this whip in your hand, you don't look like you have much combat power, huh?"

“...... That's the Queen. ”

"?!" Cybertron was shocked, and rebuked angrily, "Who dares to rebel? and dare to leave an address and name? And so many? Dare to rebel, I swear to kill him!—Anna, aren't you the queen?"

"Don't be ashamed. Her Majesty (this is the real Queen) blushed, and then pulled Cybertron away, and the land of right and wrong could not be left for a long time. There are already several people around who are stunned by the unknown truth, but it seems that they already know the truth: "These are the ...... Role-playing, recruiting chicken advertisements. ”

"Anyway...... How can you put this kind of thing here casually? Shouldn't the chicken workers be managed in a unified manner? What if there is a disease? Is Lan Dun's police chief a Yoneda ko? It doesn't matter? -- Go back and evacuate him!"

"Uh...... That's not bad already. Her Majesty, who is an unmarried woman, still has some feelings when she looks at this kind of thing, at least the reserved nature of women makes her cough lightly. Generally speaking, these small advertisements for chickens are still full of pictures and texts, and they are full of pictures and texts! Together, they are almost comic books, and some of them can form a complete story, and the advertisements for chickens at a station are a complete history of British poetry! -- Of course, all kinds of PS are inevitable: "Because the Olympics are going to be held, a large number of them have been cleaned up, otherwise it would be much more serious than this, and now it is just a resurgence of ashes." ”

"Knock knock~"

“...... And what are these old blacks doing?" Cybertron, who had been dragged away for a long time, looked at a group of black people with a bull's head in the middle, and a group of people put on a posture when there were not many people, occupying a large area of the subway. Knock and knock, the expression is refreshing.

"Uh...... It's just a show. "Alice Phil IX didn't stop.

"Bards? These people are not in the bar...... Uh, what are you doing in the iron? Are you contemporaries brain-pumping? These people don't obey the management of the Bard Academy, and are not afraid of being smoked to death?"

“...... That kind of half-black academy disappeared hundreds of years ago. ”

"What ......!??! the bard academy gone?" said Cybertron, stunned, "and how do you royal family promote yourself now? (True story)

“...... Rely on the more shady media to hijack the moral high ground and kidnap the people. Alice Phil IX complained conscientiously.

Cybertron thought about it for a long time and sighed, "Well, that's a good job. I thought you were so stupid, seeing that the current royal family is still so rogues, I can die with peace of mind. ”

"Alright, leave that alone. Feeling that being hacked was really unbearable, Her Majesty took Cybertron's arm and was intimate like a coquettish woman in love, and pulled the other party away coquettishly: "Let's go, let's go to Exit A, that's where the car is taken." ”

After a few corners, Her Majesty's footsteps suddenly stopped.

Because Cybertron beside him suddenly stopped.

"Let's go, let's go, the car is about to enter the station, and I don't know when this broken car will come next time. Lan Dun's road conditions are so bad that the subway is jammed, huh......" Her Majesty pulled Cybertron in the posture of pulling her boyfriend, but the good news was that she suddenly found that the "petite" pseudo-mother beside her was as powerful as a jack drop at the moment, like a green pine on the top of Mount Tai, and she insisted that Qingshan would not relax.

...... Did the other side see the female libertarians? Or is it a pantsless day?

Her Majesty suddenly had the feeling that she had discovered Hand X for the first time when she was a child, and she didn't know how to explain it to her parents.

But the good thing is that things are not that serious.

Cybertron saw an old man, and the key was that the old man **** his upper body. Of course, these years, homeless people have a whole body, and they are not poor and bare-chested, and the relief money for disease corruption will still be issued, as long as you have an ID card. This old man **** the upper body because he is showing off his muscles, yes, a lot of age must be about sixty or seventy years old, but the pimple meat on the body is called a well-developed. He has white hair tied back and a white beard. And the upper body of **** is also tattooed on the body by a strange tattoo, several ink-smeared patterns from the face and body, the most conspicuous is the wolf head on the chest that should be tattooed, and a strange totem behind it.

This old man is also a showman, but this showman's appearance is more like a show. Carrying a huge axe in his hand (do all the safety supervisors eat rice fields?), he dances strange steps to the sound of a heavy tribal-style drum beat behind him.

“...... lokloktar！――loktar，ogar！”

“Aka‘Magosh”

Something is hard to imagine is that with the beat of the war drums. Although there were a few onlookers, Cybertron was able to sing along to the drums. It seems that even the white-bearded old man who performed the war dance was a little surprised that such a young [knowledgeable] person came.

When the tribe was dancing, he sang and sang on the side, and he sang it all in his eyes!

After a war dance, the old man was very happy to have a little bosom friend, and the people around him also threw away some unwanted pocket money for one pound or two pounds. The old man happily put aside the battle axe, which seemed to be a huge axe about a meter and two meters long, and made a heavy metallic sound when placed on the ground.

"You're making money on this?" said Cybertron in a playful tone, opening his mouth to speak in Bourkeso.

"Uh...... What?" It was obvious that the old man on the other side didn't quite understand what Cybertron was saying, and blurted out in a standard London accent.

"Bourkeso?" is a transliteration, so you can basically understand it.

"Uh...... Indeed, I am from Bourkeso--little girl, are you a student studying the Gubulkeso? Oh, you can ask me to do research, but for a fee...... "The old man, who was almost 1.9 meters tall, opened his mouth and asked for money.

"Don't stop me, I'm going to hack him to death with that pseudo-blood roar!—called a girl twice a day, this country is sick!" Cybertron almost ran away, but was stopped by the queen beside him. He was not very polite, so he took off his shirt and also revealed his upper body: "I can see clearly! I am also a man of the Burkeso tribe!--MD old man, do you have a disease in your eyes!--Also, this war dance used to commemorate your ancestors, you take it out to perform here, do you want to kill your ancestors? If your heart does not die, I will kill you......"

As he spoke, he easily picked up the giant axe beside him, threw it out, and the blade of the axe slashed into the wall on the side and sank deep into it.

"Hmm...... is this...... Isn't it...... Hmm?Knight King?!--Cybertron?!-"

"Huh? Is it ...... Her Majesty, isn't it? Is it cosplay?"

"Oh, is it a show?"

"No...... Wait?Seems to be true?!"

In an instant, it was difficult to leave. All of them are bare-chested, and they are not poor, and the relief money for disease decay will still be issued, as long as you have an ID card. This old man **** the upper body because he is showing off his muscles, yes, a lot of age must be about sixty or seventy years old, but the pimple meat on the body is called a well-developed. He has white hair tied back and a white beard. And the upper body of **** is also tattooed on the body by a strange tattoo, several ink-smeared patterns from the face and body, the most conspicuous is the wolf head on the chest that should be tattooed, and a strange totem behind it.

This old man is also a showman, but this showman's appearance is more like a show. Carrying a huge axe in his hand (do all the safety supervisors eat rice fields?), he dances strange steps to the sound of a heavy tribal-style drum beat behind him.

“...... lokloktar！――loktar，ogar！”

“Aka‘Magosh”

Something is hard to imagine is that with the beat of the war drums. Although there were a few onlookers, Cybertron was able to sing along to the drums. It seems that even the white-bearded old man who performed the war dance was a little surprised that such a young [knowledgeable] person came.

When the tribe was dancing, he sang and sang on the side, and he sang it all in his eyes!

After a war dance, the old man was very happy to have a little bosom friend, and the people around him also threw away some unwanted pocket money for one pound or two pounds. The old man happily put aside the battle axe, which seemed to be a huge axe about a meter and two meters long, and made a heavy metallic sound when placed on the ground.

"You're making money on this?" said Cybertron in a playful tone, opening his mouth to speak in Bourkeso.

"Uh...... What?" It was obvious that the old man on the other side didn't quite understand what Cybertron was saying, and blurted out in a standard London accent.

"Bourkeso?" is a transliteration, so you can basically understand it.

"Uh...... Indeed, I am from Bourkeso--little girl, are you a student studying the Gubulkeso? Oh, you can ask me to do research, but for a fee...... "The old man, who was almost 1.9 meters tall, opened his mouth and asked for money.

"Don't stop me, I'm going to hack him to death with that pseudo-blood roar!—called a girl twice a day, this country is sick!" Cybertron almost ran away, but was stopped by the queen beside him. He was not very polite, so he took off his shirt and also revealed his upper body: "I can see clearly! I am also a man of the Burkeso tribe!--MD old man, do you have a disease in your eyes!--Also, this war dance used to commemorate your ancestors, you take it out to perform here, do you want to kill your ancestors? If your heart does not die, I will kill you......"

As he spoke, he easily picked up the giant axe beside him, threw it out, and the blade of the axe slashed into the wall on the side and sank deep into it.

"Hmm...... is this...... Isn't it...... Hmm?Knight King?!--Cybertron?!-"

"Huh? Is it ...... Her Majesty, isn't it? Is it cosplay?"

"Oh, is it a show?"

"No...... Wait?Seems to be true?!"

In an instant, it was difficult to leave.