Sitting on the couch in the Thunder Department's lounge, Shang Luo was checking his backpack.

"Water, bring it. Rations, brought. Tent, brought. Bike, brought. Gasoline, brought. Table, chair, bench, brought. ”

The package he was carrying with him was the furoshiki, so he took everything he could.

"Would you like to put this couch in too?"

[Okay, okay, it's not easy to clean up when you put it in, why don't you bring some barbecue into it? ] 】

"Eh, what are you anxious about, your birthday is not today."

[Can you try it?] Let's bake something and taste it. 】

"Then I can't go upstairs to the imperial dining room and bring you some barbecue, can I?"

【. 】

"Do you really want it?"

【. 】

Five minutes later, Shang Luo borrowed a barbecue grill from upstairs. Although the upstairs is the imperial dining room, it is actually a workshop of Guangrokuji Temple. In addition to cooking, you have to have everything related to "eating", and you have to have a barbecue grill as well.

[Hey, hey, hey~ You're really interesting. 】

"I suspect that if you don't let you eat it, you will be cold and violent to me."

[Eh, eh, how is it possible~~]

"But there's no meat yet. I brought corn, roast some corn to eat later? ”

[Uh-huh, no problem. I just want to eat something with smoke and fire, and I can start with some corn. If only there was a little more marshmallow, wow! What a marshmallow! When did you buy it! 】

"Last time Faetong made her buy it, she bought it. The main thing is that I haven't eaten roasted marshmallows myself and want to taste it. Well, so be it, and think about what you haven't solved. ”

[It's only an hour for you to go back and forth, what can you miss?]

"There are some things that do worry me a lot. Oh, by the way, what happened to the 300 cases of salt soda? You take a look. ”

[I'll take a look. 】

She was silent for a while before continuing: [The back of the building is crooked, as if the county government gave a preliminary intention, and they all feel that it is okay, and then suddenly someone on the 203rd floor asks a question: If Prime Minister Zhuge is given an unlimited amount of salt soda, can the Northern Expedition succeed. 】

"Why is this also being discussed here?"

[It's been almost two thousand years, and you still want Zhuge Kongming to win. 】

"Of course. If you want me to send it, then I'll definitely send it too. Tsk, it's just a pity that we can't turn things around. If you can take Prime Minister Zhuge over as the prime minister of the Ming Dynasty, I think everyone will be very happy. Even if Emperor Taizu Gao himself, I don't think he will object. Even if I can't believe myself, I won't trust Prime Minister Zhuge . Oh, isn't there a mock philosopher king? And the Pure Land, right? Is this possible? ”

[If the plans, including this expedition, can go well, it is only a matter of time before Zhuge Wuhou returns. Is that how you want him to come back? 】

"Of course. We all hope that the old prime minister Zhuge will come back, the one with the fan, the one with the big feather fan. ”

[In this case. You just said that you 'think' Emperor Taizu Gao, who abolished the prime minister, would also want him to come back? I don't think there's a need for 'you think'. If you count it chronologically, I'm afraid he will be the first to come back before Prime Minister Zhuge comes back. 】

"Ahh Shang Luo hesitated, "This is really a difficult choice."

[Don't you and the Son of Heaven have a consensus on this matter? 】

"I think it's something that needs to be discussed. Because everyone knows that the old man of Emperor Taizu Gao, Yuanzhang, is a strong man, so strong that he can't be stronger. It is difficult to say whether there will be a need for the cabinet to exist after his return. So this matter will be discussed again, and then discussed. I don't think Dao Ancestor left things to me, and he wasn't in a hurry to bring back his ancestor. ”

A chime sounded not far away.

"You see, that's what he thought."

[I suddenly felt much more relieved. The fact that he didn't stop us means that at least there is no danger in this matter. Then let's go. Well, although it is not a spring outing, an autumn outing, etc., I hope this journey is as easy as going to the countryside. Because it means that we don't need to care about anything, we just need to look at the scenery. 】

"I hope so."

He put his backpack in the furroshi. He's a lazy man, and he doesn't want to take anything if he can.

Rising from the couch and stepping into the flaming spiral doorway, he reached where he had been—the island from which he had been.

Nothing has changed here, it's still the bitter sea, it's still the island full of greenery. It's just that the shade under my feet seems to be softer, and my feet feel better. And.

A huge iron wall on the distant horizon. The iron wall that stretches across the skyline occupies the entire view from east to west, and there is no change at all. Inside the walls are the three continents where the mushroom people live, and they are the three abundant curse dates that Sazu has put in.

"Eh, wait." Shang Luo blinked, "How can there be words on the iron wall?"

He squinted at the wall. You can see that there is a 'one' and a 'ten', lying across the horizon. A red logo can be faintly seen. The trademark can only be seen in a small half.

"Ahh He remembered, "Those one and ten are the 'soybean' characters of tempeh!" ”

[What kind of can did you put in?]

"It's canned dace with tempeh, don't worry, it hasn't been filled with dace, it's a new can." I remember that I was going to tear the label too, but the label was spray-painted and couldn't be removed. ”

[Scared me, I thought it smelled of tempeh right now.] 】

"It's okay, it's okay, it's not a big problem." Shang Luo waved his hand, "As long as those mushrooms don't fly out to see, they won't be able to see this 'wall of dace with tempeh'." So what do we do now? Where to go first? ”

According to the previous instructions, Apollonia was in charge of finding a place.

[Wait a minute, someone will pick us up soon, it's here.] 】

As he spoke, a white light flew quickly from the sky. When it was almost in the sky, the white light split in two, and slowly fell with a whirl—it was a pair of white gloves, the same celestial soldiers who had attacked the Tower of Babel before.

Each white glove was the size of a carpet, enough for Shang Luo to lie down. However, in order to make Shang Luo more comfortable, the two white gloves made a gesture of holding their hands, combined into one, and enclosed a large "private room".

"Well, it's hard work." He sat down between his fingers, and immediately his hands tightened together, and began to fly down the same path towards the Tower of Babel.

[Ah~~ Almost, I'm going to try to come out and walk around. When we get there, we'll translate my seed in the tower. Which one to choose~Which one to choose~]

"Hey, didn't you say you wouldn't pinch your face?"

[I mean clothes! Clothes! You're so annoying, I can't go without clothes! 】

(End of chapter)