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Chapter 280: The Banquet of Mortal Death (2)

Minister Onester and General Bud came at a very time, and they stopped the intensification of their crowds very quickly.

Everyone consciously suppressed the small emotions in their hearts and tried their best to calm themselves down so as not to lose etiquette in front of Onester.

After all, almost half of the power of the entire empire is in his hands, and nearly half of the party at this banquet were from his party.

The other half is not a fool who is ignorant of the current affairs, or someone who can reach their heights will not be a real fool.

Those who show their idiots are either making trouble or planning how to retire with maximum profits...

"Secretary Onester, General Bud!"

So, under the compliment of everyone, Minister Onester sat on the most central, most important and most arranged seat of the whole banquet.

And that seat is exactly the same as the dragon throne where the little emperor sat.

If General Bude saw this scene in normal times, he would have said that he would have been more timid, but now the situation is urgent and he does not care about these details.

Of course, he still needs to pay a little attention, so he did not choose to sit in another seat next to Minister Onester, but chose to stand beside him and pretend that he was just an ordinary guard.

"Well... I'm always stubborn, don't you sit?"

Minister Onester still admires General Bude, after all, no normal person will be incompatible with a top talent with force/loyalty, faith and will, and cannot produce a slight envy/jealousy/appreciation/admiration/fear/hatred/hatred, or even love.

"No, some bottom lines cannot be touched no matter what, and I didn't stop you, because it's because of the severity of the current world."

"That's right, then forget it."

If someone else dared not give him such a face, then he would definitely try his best to kill the other party.

But now the "other people" are General Bude, the old stubborn ones, so no matter what, they can only let it go.

"Then, the banquet begins!"

He picked up a *** on the luxurious plate held by the servant beside him and said while gnawing.

"Below is a genius scientist Dr. Fashion, who is from the Empire, will explain all the information he has discovered."

In order to invite the perverted homosexual enthusiast out of his laboratory, Minister Onester used a lot of manpower and material resources.

So, an uncle wearing a white coat, glasses and a stubborn man came to Minister Onester, without any greetings or opening remarks, and went directly to the topic.

Minister Onester has no idea about this, mad scientists are like this (probably), and Dr. Fashion is still a top talent, the more dangerous the top talent, the more important it is.

"First of all, it's about the 'Lady of Blue'."

It is just that the behavior is a bit feminine.

"All those who have smoked the 'Lady of Blue' cigarettes will develop an extraordinary attachment to it, and this attachment is more terrifying than any D-type that has appeared before.

Of course, this is not the point. The point is that it will make the sucker gradually become more and more like a woman from a spiritual level, a woman who does not exist in reality, and the whole process is irreversible.

The more you suck, the more you look like that woman. The more you look like that woman, the more you want to die, because only by dying can you see, or become that woman.

This is the general information I summarized based on myself as the core, with 1,500 different experimental subjects as the blueprint, and more than 10,000 people who have smoked the "Lady of the Blue" cigarettes as the survey subjects."

In order to successfully resist his attachment to "Mrs. Azure", Dr. Fashion spent a lot of effort and personally used his imperial instrument [God's Hands and Perfection] to perform a logical modification operation on his brain.

"But these are still not the point. The real point is that on average, one in every ten people who have sucked the "Lady Blue" sees/hears/feels in their dreams, and the past, present, and future are all kinds of strange and strange things that are not true or false, and the specific principles are not yet clear.

I don’t know whether it’s luck or misfortune, but it happens to be one of the ten people.

What I dream of is the information in the sea. Almost all creatures in the sea have become strange living organisms of semi-mechanical and semi-organisms, almost all, so the "Ark Plan" can be declared failure.

If only that was the case.”

No one dares to disturb Dr. Fashion's speech, because every word Dr. Fashion says is related to the safety of their lives.

"At the bottom of the sea, under the seabed, there is a monster, a monster that is so big that the entire sea cannot accommodate it, its name is Leviathan.

Fortunately, it is now dormant, and as long as it doesn't bother it, there is no problem, because it will sleep for at least hundreds or thousands of years."

The guy who wanted to drive a full sea fleet to the other end of the sea to seek the Pure Land, his face was ashen.

"But, however, these are still not the key points. Compared with the discoveries below, the above are just playing house."

As for why Dr. Fashion says these words about playing house... Without the foreplay, how can the road be kept smooth?

"On average, there is one person who sees/heards/feels, a name, a god's name. He is the origin of all extraordinary monsters, the root of all disasters, and the ultimate evil."

"The outsider, the traveler of the void, the savior of good, the evil destroyer, the demon of the outside world, the six hundred and sixty-six beasts, the apostle of chaos, the crawling thing in the dark, the observer of time, the son of fate, the darling of the external god, the terror of fear, the manifestation of truth, the smuggler of dreams, the distortion of illusion and reality, the source of taboo knowledge, the patron saint of books.

God, the old dominator, His name—can be imagined, but cannot be said no matter what, remember it.”

After saying that, Dr. Fashion snapped his fingers, and then a guard, pressed a slave, came to the banquet and came to Dr. Fashion's side.

Dr. Fashion took out a board from the clothes that said "ChingHuna" and held it in front of the slave's face.

"If you read the name written on the board, and if you perform well, I can restore your normal Imperial civilian status and attach a hundred gold coins."

One hundred gold coins were a huge sum of money for the lower class people. The slave nodded immediately and read it out.

"ChingHuna...uh uh uh ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah a

The incomprehensible crazy pain came upon him instantly. The feeling of living and dying is terrible than all tortures by human beings.

Dr.Fashion snapped his fingers again, and then the slave, wrong, was dragged away by the guards.

"This is the end of reciting the name of the god. Although it will not die or cause any harm, believe me, you will never want to try."

He was so ill that he had been punished that he wanted to give himself a prefrontal lobectomy.

"So, I hope that after you go back, you will use all your strength to find all the information about that god, whether good or bad, whether true or false!"

Minister Onester, who had been listening quietly, stood up and said solemnly to everyone.

"This is a matter that concerns everyone present... a matter that is even bigger than the sky, concerning the wealth and life of all the people in the entire empire.

We must let go of our prejudices and contradictions, and at least we must ensure that we do not drag each other down, otherwise we will all die.”

Under General Bud's sharp eyes, Minister Onester had to make some detailed modifications to his words.

Everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, and they didn't choose to speak, and then they unanimously turned their attention to Minister Onester.

Seeing this, Minister Onester nodded, put down the heavy pressure in his heart a little, and happily chewed the big fat steak in his hand.

Things were going very smoothly, but it was a bit beyond his expectations. You must know that the word "greed" is really impossible to say.
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