Even the great craftsmen allowed them to have dinner together, and even the former emperor of the Human Federation had given Angelia a legendary token.
perhaps,
She doesn't need to ask too much.
After getting the answer, Su Wen looked at this completely different side from the Cyber City in his impression.
At this moment, he probably understood why the great craftsman Afaretas chose this place for his seclusion.
Immediately afterwards,
In the pop-up window in front of him, it seemed that an animation composed of countless clocks jumped to another grid:
【Your save point has arrived in a new day】
But Su Wen no longer cared about this prompt.
He has solved the brain crisis that Eternal Dawn attempts to use the [Great Power Outage Crisis] to advance.
Normally,
It should be difficult for me to die.
not to mention,
No matter what Hellington was preparing to adjust the output of this huge controllable star to do, these people were not questioned.
If there is no way to interrogate ordinary people who are not even in the third or second level,
Then these high-tech companies can go bankrupt directly.
And when Ellarina agreed to his request, she handed Su Wen a pass token that seemed to be a handheld induction chip:
"Hold this pass token and come to the inner ring area tomorrow to find me,
I was a little tired, so I went back first.
Please say goodbye to Mr. Afaretas for me.”
Immediately afterwards,
With a bitter breeze rising,
It rolled up the tail of worn wires whizzing around it.
The witch of the storm disappeared in an instant in the distant corner of cyberpunk.
At this moment, looking at her reaction that was completely different from her previous irritable behavior, Su Wen, as a master of psychology, was fumbled into the induction chip in his hand.
Suddenly, an inexplicable thought came to my mind:
Isn't Ellarina a social terror?
But no matter what, since Lucia can stay here, he still has a chance if he has any news in the future.
Yes, Su Wen thought this would not be the only time he came to this third era of curly time and space, but it is indeed time to rest now.
He greeted everyone in the Human Federation and gently took out a big doll from the storage box for Little Lucia.
Su Wen just hugged Angelia, who was sleeping soundly, and even wanted to act coquettishly while drinking.
He is ready to say goodbye.
Obviously,
Even the Princess of the Northland with Slavic bloodline could not hold on to the wine that was close to the epic level of the Third Era Elf Empire.
At this moment, in the slightly dilapidated house on the edge of the city, the dim but warm lights were like fine gauze, gently falling on every corner.
It outlines everything in the house with a hazy and warm outline:
The old man, uncle, aunt and the child holding the big doll were naturally gathered together by the warm light, forming a gentle picture.
The old craftsman sat on the wooden chair he had created for some time. The paint surface of the back of the chair had been mottled, revealing the dark yellow wood texture inside, but he sat straight, as if the chair was not an old piece of furniture, but a symbol of some kind of persistence.
perhaps,
If you ignore the legendary identity that each of them has.
Su Wen may feel that this is an extremely ordinary scene, but it is enough to make him smile when he thinks of the future.
But it is obvious that they may not have to worry about their hidden strength.
So, Su Wen finally just held Angelia, who was a little sleepy, with one hand and waved to everyone seriously:
"Then little Lucia is going to bother you, Boyle should be here soon.
But Angelia and I,
It's time for us to leave."
Su Wen has a tall figure, her short black hair looks a little messy, but she has a bit of freedom and freedom.
He had a handsome and resolute face, wearing a dark windbreaker, the corners of his clothes swung gently in the wind, and a simple black shirt inside. Angelia leaned against his arms, her cheeks flushed, her eyes closed slightly, and her long eyelashes cast a faint shadow on her eyelids.
Her soft blonde hair was somewhat loosely draped over her shoulders, but she also subconsciously grabbed Su Wen's corner of her clothes, as if she was afraid of being left behind in her sleep.
Looking at his figure, the great craftsman Afaretas just left a meaningful sentence:
"Ahem,
Don't send dog food to us elderly people.
Young man, if you see that your heart is not bad, I will give you a piece of advice:
Believe in the power of the times. Even if you change the ending of the Ring of Silver, some things are destined to be unchangeable."
The old man's voice was low and hoarse, like an ancient bell echoing in the depths of time.
But after hearing him say this,
Su Wen showed an extremely calm smile:
"I see,
Some things are destined to be destroyed.
But old man, that would be destruction built on new life.”
He hugged Angelia who was a little drunk and hugged him, and then followed the street lights to the hotel he had just made an appointment.
Street lights emit dim light,
One after another,
It's like guiding them on the way forward.
Su Wen's steps were steady and slow, and each step seemed to measure the distance between this room and the people in the room.
When he heard his words, the old man seemed to have thought of something, but in the end he just shook his head:
"What a young man,
very nice.
Unfortunately, I probably can’t wait for that time.”
A trace of loneliness flashed in the eyes of the great craftsman Afaretas, which was helplessness that was beyond the reach of time and the future.
But the next second, his shoulder was slapped by the original pirate uncle:
"Let's go, old man, I'll accompany you back and continue drinking.
I have to give you a drink today.”
The uncle's voice was cheerful and loud, breaking the silence in the house for a moment.
With the freeze-frame screenshot before Su Wen left, the walls of the house were a little yellow, and the gray bricks and stones inside were exposed where the walls were peeling.
But even such a slightly simple picture is, compared with the glorious cyber city scene in the distance, it may still be more humane.
Further away from Su Wen's temporary resting point tonight,
The night is low, and the Cyber City in the distance is like a steel jungle intertwined with dreams and reality.
The skyscrapers are lined up one after another, and the facade is covered by huge electronic screens. The screen is full of colorful advertisements, news and various dazzling virtual images.
Those images are like life, jumping and changing, illuminating the night sky of the city like daylight.
And compared to a tall tower further away from where they are,
The strong wind roared past,
Elarina's long hair was blown up, and the hair flew freely in the air, like a wild painting.
The witch of the storm was wearing a tight black robe.