Lin Zi's mind was already blank at this time.

In fact, Lin Zi's knowledge is actually ridiculously broad. She is the president of an intermediate chamber of commerce, and her family is rich enough and has a certain foundation. Even before meeting Zhou Li, Lin Zi had met many high-ranking officials and rich people, and even a few princesses and princesses.

Moreover, since following Zhou Li, Lin Zi's vision has become even broader, even a little bit more unusual. Magnan III, one of the four major countries, Helining, one of the four major countries, and Christine, the commander of the Templars of the Southern Templars, are all famous figures on the mainland, and are nothing in Lin Zi's experience in recent years, because they are human beings at least.

Yes, the standard is humans. At this time, Lin Zi didn't care much about these heroes of human species, so they were like Magnan III, Herlining, Evan, and Christine in Lin Zi's eyes. After all, no matter how these people say, they are at least two eyes, one nose and one mouth, which are somewhat of a person. And the rest...

Werewolf, vampire, the king of slime, the "plague knight" (photo) who only exists in the seven deadly sins, the god of low-powered lies who cannot deceive people, the goddess of life who holds twelve moments of authority confesses to Zhou Li in front of the world, and the god of Death Gu who was kicked by Zhou Li. These are the heavyweight existences in Lin Zi's heart. If divided according to species, human existence like Tarik's daughter may not be able to enter Lin Zi's ranking.

But this one is different.

This is really heavyweight.

Tarik's legend is incomparable to many brilliant professionals. His legend does not lie in establishing a country, but in what capacity he has established a country.

Workers, extremely ordinary workers.

There is no special profession, the profession level is only gold, there is no adventure, nor an old man hidden in the ring. Tarik is an ordinary person, and his job is just an extremely ordinary workshop worker. But even such an existence that is thrown into the crowd and cannot be found, overthrew the giant empire of tyrannical rule and established a super kingdom standing at the top of the world.

If Tarik's experience is covered, it will be a storyline that will be criticized by readers. After all, the story must be logical, while Tarik's life experience is illogical and even whimsical. After all, an ordinary worker can make the brilliant professional at that time accept it, and this plot that he dared not even write happened in reality.

Gods really exist. Their power comes from authority, and authority is the rule of the world. This is in common sense, so the gods are mysterious in Lin Zi's eyes, but they are too far away to touch. However, Tarik, the existence of this person is an incomprehensible legend even throughout his life. In a sense, he is more mysterious than the gods.

And now, standing in front of Lin Zi is the descendant of the man called the legend. You must know that after Tarik's death, countless people were frantically searching for Tarik's bloodline. Everyone wanted to know what magic power was in this legendary bloodline that built Tarik's one hand.

“Wow.”

Lin Zi opened her mouth, expression a little confused, stood up and slowly walked towards the girl in front of her, "Really, Zhou Li? Is this girl really a descendant of Tarik? You won't lie to me, right?"

Looking at the girl in front of her who looks cute and elegant, but her expression gives people a feeling of brainstem impact, Hathaway pulled the corners of her mouth, resisted the urge to squirt trash, slowly hid behind Zhou Li, poked her little head out, and stared at Lin Zi vigilantly.

"I think it should be."

Zhou Li stretched out his hand and carried Hathaway's neck. She seemed to have become accustomed to this state, with her limbs calmly drooping and she had no intention of resisting. Then, accompanied by a precise parabola, Hathaway, who was powerless due to the battle, was thrown on the sofa.

"feel?"

Lin Zi squatted in front of Hathaway with the edge of her skirt, reached out and poked Hathaway gently, and asked curiously: "She is in a little wrong, what did you do to her?"

"I suggest you be careful in your words and actions."

Zhou Li sat opposite the sofa and then asked curiously: "Where are the others?"

“Uhhh.”

When Lin Zi thought of the whole family having to say it himself, she twitched and then summarized it in a unified way: "It's all right."

"Where is Eluma?"

Zhou Li was a little curious. After all, Eluma was still there in the morning, and she didn't know where she went after seeing it in the afternoon.

"Don't you know?"

Lin Zi glanced at Zhou Li with a surprised look, then scratched her cheeks, her very unladying movements showed her usual condition.

"What do you know?"

Zhou Li raised his eyebrows and asked in confusion: "What's going on? Today is the first seventh day of Magnan III?"

"Oh, it's okay, a little problem."

Lin Zi nodded suddenly, then she rubbed her jaw and looked up and down at Zhou Li, and her focus returned to Hathaway, "Why doesn't this sister say anything? Can't she say it?"

As Zhou Li looked at him, Hathaway, who wanted to deal with the sadness with silence, opened her mouth and said softly: "I can speak, I'm not a mute."

"No, I didn't say you're a mute."

It is obvious that Lin Zi has never been interested since Hathaway appeared. Her eyes shone and she said excitedly: "I read some books that say that your bloodline has unspeakable power of rules, and it is easy to leak the rules as soon as you open your mouth, so Tarik usually uses silence to deal with everything and is secretly manipulating the rules."

"What books did you... see this from?"

"Tarick and the Princess of the Empire"

Lin Zi took out a beautifully packaged book from somewhere, and it was a special luxury version of the dog-scam big guys. "There are also the rise of the Tarik Empire and the immortal god of Tarik's rebirth. These are a lot, and they are very interesting."

"You're in a dog...you said it, that's it."

Resisting the urge to curse, Hathaway took a deep breath and said weakly: "I don't know, my memory is also very confusing. I can't remember many of my father's things."

"oh…"

Lin Zi nodded in disappointment, but she did not make things difficult for Hathaway, but said with a pity: "I also want to ask if the Tarik's Sword is hidden in the tombstone."

"I really don't know this."

At this time, Hathaway was already urging Louis XVI in his heart to find a way to get himself away. But Louis XVI perfectly implemented a principle - to deal with everything with silence.

"Oh, have you come to a new friend?"

At this time, an angel-like voice saved Hathaway who was tortured by Lin Zi Yan. Hathaway raised her head and suddenly, her breathing stagnated.

The flawless skin as jade-like as jade, the slender and slender fingers carry the full package of the breath of life, the long blue hair and the blue lake eyes reflect a beautiful halo, and the beautiful face of the woman has a gentle smile that makes people unable to move their eyes.

Wori, angel!

Hathaway was fascinated by the fact that she had never seen such a beautiful woman who could not be moved away. What attracted her the most was the elegant temperament of the woman like a clear spring in the forest and the refreshing gentle smile.

"Hello...sister, my name is Hathaway."

Hathaway said hello blankly. This was the first time she had been voluntarily saying hello to others since she was born. When Eluma saw a cute and cute girl sitting on the sofa, she noticed the holes and traces on the girl's outdated clothes at a glance.

Seeing this, he put the thing aside, and Eluma showed a gentle smile as honey, and his voice was as crisp and beautiful as a bell: "Wait for me."

Hathaway nodded blankly, stared at Eluma walking to Lin Zi intently, and asked some questions softly. Then she walked into a room, and when she saw Eluma again, Eluma was holding a brand new purple long dress in her hand.

"Come on, change your clothes first."

Aluma's eyes narrowed slightly, like a beautiful crescent moon. Hathaway seemed not used to this, and subconsciously curled up his body, but after finding that he had not disappeared, he smiled awkwardly and whispered: "No, thank you, please."

At this time, Eluma had already recognized that the girl was the one who attacked her and Zhou Li in the Tarik mall, but she saw Zhou Li's hint and understood that Hathaway is now her own person. Since Zhou Li recognized her, Eluma had a warm heart and said softly: "It's okay, you should clean the wound with me first, and then change the clothes. If you leave it alone, the dust brought by the clothes can easily leave traces when the wound heals, which will be unfavorable."

"Don't worry, I still have a lot of clothes in my sister."

Lin Zi, who was beside her, patted her chest with a smile, making a sound that echoed in the empty valley, "You wear whatever you want, anyway, we have similar figures."

"I…"

Hathaway was stunned. She subconsciously looked at Zhou Li. She said that she had the spoils that belonged to him now. Instinctively, Hathaway wanted to win Zhou Li's consent.

"What do you think of me? It's not my clothes."

Zhou Li spread his hands and said angrily: "I didn't do your ragged body. You have to explain it to them clearly. Don't let me take the blame."

"Oh, OK."

At this time, Hathaway stood up in a panic, hesitated to hold Eluma's outstretched hand, and followed her to the bathroom to clean the wound.

"You're so awesome."

Looking at Hathaway walking into the bathroom, Lin Zi patted Zhou Li on the shoulder and sighed: "This little girl looks like a lack of love. If you let Sister Eluma wander around her like this, I guess she will have the intention to recognize her mother on the spot."

"There's no way, who made Eluma have this kind of trait?"

Zhou Li raised his legs, with a little pride in his expression, "I don't even see who the envoy is."

"Okay, okay, your old Eluma is the best."

Lin Zi echoed Zhou Li, then asked curiously: "Do you really don't know what day today?"

"have no idea."

Zhou Li shook his head and said with a clear understanding: "Eluma's birthday is January 1st, and I traveled through June 20th. I met you and Linghai on July 15th, Don Quixote on September 20th, and Ain Avie on September 30th..."

Listening to Zhou Li’s time record of the time of the memo that looked like a computer, Lin Zi’s expression became more and more strange. At the end, she couldn’t help but ask, “Don’t you remember your birthday?”

"Birthday?"

Zhou Li was stunned, and he raised his head to look at the clock.

June 28th.

"Oh, my birthday."

Zhou Li suddenly realized why Lin Zi asked this question. On the previous few June 28th, he was busy at varying degrees, either beating the evil god or playing the righteous god, and he didn't remember his birthday. However, Aluma always remembered that he would cook some special dishes for himself on the same day, or buy a cake to celebrate a simple birthday.

"You can't even remember this?"

Facing Lin Zi's inquiry, Zhou Li smiled hoarsely, shook his head and said, "I really don't remember this."

In his previous life, Zhou Li never cared about his birthday, or he had no time to care about his birthday, and the same was true for Eluma at that time. The young brave men at that time didn't know anything, and Eluma had to bear very heavy things, so both of them were used to having no birthdays and didn't care much about the holiday life.

"I don't care much about this either."

Zhou Li leaned on the sofa, looking at the ceiling, with a little nostalgic expression, "I was looking forward to something like birthday when I was a child. At that time, my parents would give me gifts, and there were many surprises waiting for me."

"really."

Lin Zi nodded with empathy, "Birthday is still interesting when I was a child. I still remember that my father gave me a magic carriage on my sixth birthday. I was so happy. Now, I may not even care too much."

After hearing this Versailles speech that reached its limit, Zhou Li was silent.

The carriage that Lin Zi mentioned was one hundred gold coins, placed on the earth, and the high ground was a Mercedes-Benz G-G.

These six years old?
To be continued...