Looking at the emperor's tired face, Laura Crawford suddenly felt embarrassed. No matter what Natasha Romanov described the emperor's intentions, it was the fact that he spent a lot of time and paid a lot of money to solve the problem of the Snake God, and only he had the ability to solve this problem ("Maybe Thor can do it too?" Laura thought), being too harsh is no less than being ungrateful.

"I want to say, I actually enjoyed adventure." She held a ceramic cup full of hot coffee and added some gin to it as usual. She suddenly realized that the bottle of gin shouldn't have appeared here, and the wine cabinet behind her was not open at all, but now she couldn't think about this problem. "But I should take a break now and go back to the manor to see Winston (referring to the old housekeeper of the manor). Now that the Holy Trinity has been almost wiped out, I have time to sort out the documents left by my father and see what I missed when I was taking risks outside over the years." She lowered her head awkwardly, "I heard that you have moved to the UK now. You can come to the Surrey Manor to find me. You should know the address, right?"

"Yeah, I will visit you and Winston in Surrey. He gave me a lot of advice on gardening arrangements and variety selection, but he certainly didn't expect that the flowers would be gnawed by the sheep I raised." The emperor moved his body carefully on the sofa. This time he was really injured too much. The healing magic was slowly taking effect and could not solve the wound problem in the blink of an eye. His lack of shock now has puzzled the medical staff. Generally, he should have entered the intensive care unit long ago, instead of walking around and talking to others.

"I heard you want to adopt a shepherd dog. Although I don't need to ask about this kind of small matter, I still use that little power to help you solve this problem. It's a gift. As long as you can fill out the observation form on time and submit it. Be careful, all the animals in the laboratory have undergone genetic adjustments. They are all very smart, just like the spiritual dog Laixi."

"Are you injured?" Laura Crawford frowned, "Is it serious?"

"It will be cured in a few hours. If you can get some gin, it may be cured faster." The emperor raised his eyebrows with ease. "Can you help me get a bottle from the wine cabinet? I'm almost annoyed by Anuratu and Yasok people. I'll go crazy if I don't drink some wine."

"Isn't there a bottle on the table?" Laura Crawford reached out her hand very naturally, but her fingers did not touch anything other than the air. She suddenly froze in place, looking at her palm in disbelief. There was no bottle of wine, and there was no smell of gin in the coffee. "What's going on?" After a brief panic, she quickly returned to her calmness. "There should be a bottle of wine here. Is this a prank?"

"Is this?" the emperor snapped his fingers. The wine cabinet opened automatically, and a bottle of gin floated out by itself and landed lightly in the memory of Laura Crawford. "This is not a prank, but a sequelae. You are exposed to too much external dimension energy, and no one knows what consequences will lead to long-term contact. You may have accidentally seen the future, or your brain is giving you a prompt, I suggest you go to the infirmary before leaving the space station to make sure your brain is not affected by external dimension energy."

"What other symptoms do I have?"

"Don't be nervous, I can be sure you are safe, Laura." The emperor seemed to know something, but he was reluctant to say it. He ordered the invisible slave to pour a glass of wine for himself and Laura Crawford, and then drank it all by himself. "You linked me with the past, so you will be fine. Have a good sleep, and you also need to help the Yasok people explore their gates of the underworld." He said in a pleading tone. "That is the last task I have given you at this stage. Although there are creatures in the jungle now, the knights will protect you from safety, and it is necessary for us to figure out the secrets behind the gates of the Underworld in the mouth of Yasok people."

Laura Crawford nodded. She had never seen the tone of the sponsor so softly. She even saw wrinkles in the corner of the emperor's eyes. You should know that he is even three years younger than her. "I will do this, and I will not allow any mystery to be left on the adventure." She said, "I will give you a report."

"I have never been a strong person, Laura. I hate those politicians who ignore life, those villains who drag others into the abyss because of their own selfish desires, and even more hate the thugs who harm their lives because of indulgence. You have seen my methods of treating those wizards, and you should also know how much I hate their irresponsible attitude." As the conversation was about to end and Laura Crawford was about to leave the room, the emperor suddenly said, "I just saw some future that others would not believe in, and saw the disaster that was about to happen, so I had to make some cold, unfair decisions to save more people. If I could, I would rather live a peaceful country life in the manor, but there must be someone to take responsibility, and someone to do what others don't want to do. I can only make sure that the process is fairer and more people can survive."

"Is this confession?" asked Laura Crawford, "or is it a defense?"

"No, this is a statement of facts." The emperor's expression became as cold as steel, as if the weakness brought by pain was buried again under the rock formation. As a ruler, he was not allowed to relax for much time, and now that time is over. "I will never regret what I did, I will never justify the evil deeds I committed, and I will never be praised for my good deeds that saved lives. My function is to perpetuate the human race, that's all."

This conversation did not relieve Laura Croft. Instead, she felt a chill that penetrated her bones.

She couldn't think of what kind of person would use the word "function" to describe herself. This word never belongs to human beings, especially when it comes to someone who describes herself. No word can be colder, mechanical and sadder than this word. This is the most thorough denial of the soul she has. She doesn't understand what kind of crisis it is worth a wise person who sees the future clearly and denies his free will.

"Do you know how many extinction crises have human race been facing in the last hundred years?" On the way to adopt a puppy, Hammurabi, the guard who escorted her to the Space Gene Laboratory, asked in a chat tone, "Not including the Cold War and the Cuban missile crisis, the nuclear weapons of the United States and the Soviet Union were not able to throw all of them on the enemy's heads and they would have to destroy themselves, and they could not affect too many countries at all. I mean the global crisis of the awakening of the feathered snake god...at least ten times, female

Scholars, the human race always lingers on the edge of the abyss. So please be more tolerant of our monarchs. The disasters we will face are far more terrifying than the awakening of the Feathered Snake God. Those in the Avengers cannot understand the pressure of being responsible for all life and the resources necessary for life and healthy life. They are just gangsters who do their own things and boast about themselves. They have never undertaken any action to save the world except for the 2012 New York incident."

"I'm afraid no one in this world has described the Avengers like this."

"This is how my Lord is towards them. Tony Stark's anti-terrorism operation has created more vendetta, Steve Rogers will only act under the baton, Natasha Romanov has no target, and a little street crime can feed their sense of justice. The Lord's respect for them is entirely out of the humanitarian spirit they showed in 2012, and that's all." Hammurabi's face similar to the ancient kings showed a disdainful expression, "They have never been rebuilt by the fire of war."
Chapter completed!