He can be a ghost! As a living entity like Stina, the Pope is a new existence born from the combination of gods and gods. If she could know how she was born, she would be a ghost.
If Stina, the original Celtic Nature Church Pope, still existed, it would be okay to say this. But if it were replaced by the current Pope, would humans still be able to witness and recall their own birth?
The Pope can only say that the memory of Stina's compounding and sublimation with the gods and mythical heroes is deeply retained in this body. When Yuan Tan asked about this matter, the Pope's mind, body and soul were filled with memories.
A certain switch was turned on and there was some instinct.
To put it simply, the brain still doesn’t know how to do it, but the body instinctively feels that it should be done this way. How should I put it, in this way, is the final product exactly the same as the real perfection, or is it a high imitation, or is it?
Who knew the relationship between 9 yuan and free shipping!
Anyway, no one in this world has seen the perfect product when the first child was born, and the only one who can use it as a reference, the Pope, cannot determine what it looked like at the beginning.
"Oh, that's good. We can try it first later." Yuan Tan felt a lot more at ease when he heard this. What he was most worried about was that his little wife didn't know what to do. As for the current result, it was already a success for Yuan Tan.
Within the acceptable range.
"Yeah, yeah." The Pope nodded and said, very confident, she is still very useful, especially in these weird things.
Wen didn't understand what her husband and her best friend were talking about at all, and she felt extremely helpless. However, thinking about her identity, she was indeed a very ordinary noblewoman, and she was still different from a world-breaking powerhouse like the Pope.
There is a gap-like difference.
"By the way, what is this thing used for?" the Pope suddenly asked.
"It's used to deal with Rome." Yuan Tan said bluntly.
The current situation of the old Yuan family, apart from resisting Rome, other things have been postponed, and almost all the power is used to attack Rome. However, Rome is happy, coming to flirt with the Yuan family every day, with a look of "Girl, give it to me"
Smile for me, haha, if you don’t smile, I will smile for you.”
However, no matter how cheap Rome behaves, the Yuan family just can't defeat the opponent. This is a real gap in national strength, and it is difficult to make up for it based on battlefield performance alone. Of course, if Rome can be as stupid as defeating Song Dynasty, the old Yuan family may
The battlefield can make up for the gap in national strength.
However, the Roman Empire, after all, was considered a classical **** imperial dynasty, so it was naturally impossible for it to make such stupid mistakes, so the Yuan family had been living a very uncomfortable life.
For the first time, I had vast fertile soil and countless resources. The two joys overlapped each other. This double joy brought more and more joy. I should have had a dream-like happy time.
,However, why, it becomes like this!
It's all Rome's fault. Yuan Tan said that if Rome were a rookie, or if it was as big as the three barbarians in Europe, Yuan Tan would happily fight them, but a completely illegal empire like Rome is squatting next to him. Old Yuan Tan
Even if you get a double dose of joy, it still tastes delicious!
"The Roman Empire!" After hearing this, the Pope put his hands on the ground, showing that he had been severely wounded, with great resentment, "Why don't Rome just get out of here? They didn't just say that they can beat them casually, temper them and then leave.
Oh, they are really annoying!"
"If you hate this one, you can change it. Just tell the truth." Yuan Tan waved his hand and said. Based on the current situation of the Yuan family, it can be roughly regarded as hating Rome. Considering the situation of the Celtics, it is not disgusting.
"Why haven't the Romans gone to hell?" The Pope said through gritted teeth. Even if it is a complex of evil gods, it is still of Celtic origin. His resentment towards the Romans is about to turn into reality. If this were a supernatural world,
The pope's current outburst of resentment is enough to turn people into ghosts.
"Hey!" Yuan Tan and the Pope looked at each other and sighed at the same time.
"Sure enough, the weak can only stay at home and scold each other where they can't hear them." Yuan Tan said softly, and the Pope nodded with deep feeling.
"I really want to smash the Romans' heads." Yuan Tan said with a sigh. The Pope's head was like a chicken pecking at rice, with afterimages appearing, and he nodded crazily.
"Okay, okay, let's put aside the resentment towards Rome." Wen clapped his hands and drew the attention of the two guys who had a common topic.
Yuan Tan and the Pope both turned to look at Wen, and Wen smiled and asked the remaining maid to pass the meal, "Let's talk about it after dinner. After all, the Roman Empire was a great power for a while, and the Yuan family just moved here for the first time.
It is not easy to have such a foundation. The so-called tree that embraces each other is born from the ground up; the nine-story platform is built from the foundation soil. I don't know how strong Rome is, but the Yuan family is getting stronger day by day."
"Rome is also becoming stronger day by day." Yuan Tan stood up and said helplessly, "What's more important is that Rome is becoming stronger faster than our Yuan family. This is the most passive place."
As he spoke, Yuan Tan walked towards his table, but after taking two steps, he shook his head involuntarily. He shouldn't have said these things to Mrs. Wen. Mrs. Wen could just take care of her family affairs.
For the dinner of three dishes and one soup, Yuan Tan and Wen's plates were within the normal range, but when it came to the Pope's place, they were replaced by tea trays.
"Have you got a bad appetite?" Yuan Tan dipped the sauce into the cooked Arctic shrimp and ate it. The taste was quite in line with Yuan Tan's taste. He raised his eyes to look at the Pope out of habit, but found that he was actually looking at the Pope. Yuan Tan
Tan couldn't help but sneer. Wen's appetite was just like what the Pope said back then. You're not eating, you're raising cats.
"Huh?" The Pope was silent for a moment, looking at the delicious Arctic sweet shrimp piled in the tea tray, forming a hill, and then looking at the delicious side dishes and special sauce, and silently took a bite.
dish, and then with difficulty moved his eyes away from the Arctic shrimp.
"Where's the scale?" Yuan Tan suddenly asked Wen Shi, and the Pope's face turned pale.
Someone soon brought the scale over. Yuan Tan stood up and took a look. He was a little heavier, but it might be a problem with his winter clothes. Then he turned to look at the Pope. The Pope shook his head repeatedly and refused to get on the scale. Yuan Tan
I couldn't help but touch my chin.
"You can't tell, just eat. I'll assign you a job starting tomorrow." Yuan Tan looked at the Pope and said. To be honest, Yuan Tan really couldn't tell where the Pope had gained weight.
"It's not good to waste money. There are still many people in the world who are starving and freezing." Wen also followed up with advice.
Unlike Yuan Tan who really couldn't tell, Wen could see the changes in the Pope. However, Wen thought that the Pope probably didn't gain weight because of eating indiscriminately. To be precise, the Pope also ate like this before.
Yes, I eat a lot of food every meal, but I don’t gain weight all year round.
The Pope has only gained weight in the past two months. In fact, after thinking about it for a moment, Wen realized that what caused the Pope to gain weight was actually the World-breaking Ancient God and Ba Snake that he had eaten recently.
"Eat it quickly, don't waste it." Wen said soothingly, and then stretched out his hand to peel an Arctic shrimp for the Pope. Compared with the Arctic shrimps of this era, they are larger. In fact, most seafood are larger than Later generations will have larger bodies, and coupled with the essence of heaven and earth, the size of some seafood will exceed the racial upper limit.
How could I not eat the meat when it reached my mouth? I took a few bites, and then I couldn't control my hands and quickly swept away a small mountain.
"There is something coming next that may require you two to go there." Yuan Tan said as he watched the Pope finish off a pile of Arctic shrimps like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, picking up the soup bowl and drinking the soup.
"What's the matter?" Wen asked curiously, she actually needed to go.
"Princess Qinghe is marrying Barak of Beigui. We need to send someone in charge of this matter, both from the perspective of the relationship and the current situation." Yuan Tan said calmly. Wen nodded after hearing this. At the same time, he took out a handkerchief and handed it to the Pope.
"When Chuzi held the wedding banquet, I should have gone, but under the circumstances at that time I couldn't leave Sizhao City, and this time, I should go as well..." Yuan Tan sighed and said.
Yuan Tan can't go. With the current war between Rome and the Yuan family in Eastern Europe, Yuan Tan needs to sit in Sizhao City no matter what. No matter what big thing happens, he can't leave the Yuan family's sphere of influence. This is a rule for a monarch to his ministers. kind of guarantee.
This is also the reason why the Yuan family has even canceled gatherings such as the Family Alliance, which is very helpful for demonstrating its status. The head of the old Yuan family now either goes to the front line or works in the center of the rear forces to maintain the stability of the people of the force.
"So I can only let you two go on my behalf temporarily. In addition, this time my uncle is marrying his daughter, so it is considered etiquette for a woman from a wealthy family to go there." Yuan Tan said to Wenshi, who nodded after hearing this, and married his daughter. If so, it is very in line with the current etiquette for women of the same generation who are cousins, aunts, and sisters-in-law to go.
"But there will be a large number of aristocratic families going there this time. If the Yuan family sends others there, I'm afraid they have to promise something. Our current situation is a bit complicated, hey." Yuan Tan sighed and said, people really get more tired as they live. When his father was alive, although he was scolded a lot, at least he didn't need to think about these intrigues, nor did he need to shoulder the rise and fall of the Yuan family.
"So when the time comes, I will have someone send you there to protect your sister." Yuan Tan greeted the Pope. In fact, Yuan Tan still doesn't know the Pope's name.
"Okay, no problem." The pope said nonchalantly. In her opinion, with Cao's bodyguard, there would be no problem at all.
"There's a bit of chaos over there in Central Asia. It seems like that guy in Ardashir wants to make a last ditch effort. It's better to be careful and remember to apologize to my uncle for me." Yuan Tan looked at Wen and said. Although the Pope was a little jumpy, But it is generally considered reliable.
