Chapter 56 Return

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Uninvited guests come and go in a hurry.

Even until the saint boarded the top-of-the-line dragon boat, the visitors on the shore could not help but linger on her back.

The people of the Holy Court naturally have a desire to make people want to worship them. If there is a huge disparity in strength, this influence will be infinitely magnified.

The Elf King and the elders didn't even spare a glance at this moment.

In their hearts, the Holy See is now just a pile of trash on the roadside.

No, two.

There was a crunching sound of dead leaves being trampled from behind, and Luke jumped down from the tree and walked towards them.

"Good morning, Your Excellency the Elf King, and good morning to all the elders."

Normally, when parents make mistakes, they will inevitably take their anger out on their children, but this is not the case with Luke at all.

Not to mention the separation of flesh and blood, he and his parents are almost torn apart.

"A man with great ambitions has no age limit," the elf leading the elders said with a smile when he saw him. "The king has already discussed the construction of the network with us. There is a lot to look forward to in the future."

Luke responded modestly, and went on to talk about the inspiration for building the network.

"After being exiled, I wandered around and met many talented people, many of whom had outstanding ideas, but unfortunately their influence was not taken seriously."

Luke tried to instill in them the importance of mass creativity.

The tree of wisdom is rooted in the elves. If the elves always stand in the clouds and overlook all living beings, the overall tone of network development will inevitably be slow.

The elf headed by the elders thought about it seriously after hearing this.

The Elf King then spoke up: "We have an important meeting later, why don't you give them a detailed introduction."

Meeting, what a strange yet familiar word.

Early in the morning, the smell of work arrives.

Luke nodded: "Okay."

This time Luka went alone. Quill Pen had not given up on his obsession to revamp the magic architecture and was concentrating on research, but Snow Ferret followed him on his own initiative.

At the meeting, Luke stood at the front: "I mainly emphasize three points..."

As he said this, he got goosebumps.

I have never attended a class that required a meeting in my entire life. Everyone here can be considered a top elder, so you can imagine how it feels to be stared at.

This directly resulted in Luke not looking up during his speech.

"When the terminal leaves the factory, it needs to come with some configurations, such as games and communication platforms, and also a space station. Users can download the latest required software through the space station..."

"The second is the style. The current style is too rough and must be updated..."

“And then there’s the timing of the product coming out…”

When Luke mentioned this, even without looking up, he could feel that the breathing below stopped, and it was obvious that everyone took it very seriously.

"I plan to set it on the Human City-State Celebration Day to take advantage of the popularity."

The meeting was very boring, so Luke showed off a little humor: "Haha, in the future, the product will be popular, and everyone will enter the history of mankind for free."

Human beings are the best at writing history books.

The atmosphere became quieter.

Why aren’t you smiling? Do you understand jokes?

When Luke looked up, he found that everyone was looking at him with complicated and sympathetic eyes. He didn't understand at first, until he noticed a figure sitting in one of the seats, and Luke's smile froze instantly.

saint!

Who can tell him why the saint is here? !

It was not his true form that came, and his head of silver hair seemed even more illusory. The saint looked over with a half-smile.

Luke was silent.

On second thought, the appearance of a saint in a project of cooperation between the two races does not seem strange. But if the other party suddenly participates remotely, at least tell me!

The elder sighed, "If you just look up once."

Just one glance.

The saint stroked the ferret from a distance, and it was unclear whether he was teasing or really asking: "Am I on the list in the history books?"

Lujia pursed his lips and managed to say after a long while: "...It's possible."

The saint gave an ambiguous smile, and the shadow turned around and disappeared from the spot.

Luke's expression changed again and again. This departure was too formal.

Only then did the Elf King start to explain: "The contact token that the snow ferret carries with it has a limited duration."

Doesn’t that mean that the saint can miss his own final joke in hell by just a little bit?

Just as Lujia was about to raise his head and sigh, the Elf King's words brought him back to his senses: "The day of the establishment of the city-state is approaching, and how to properly locate the terminal is a problem."

When new things emerge, the public usually takes a wait-and-see attitude. If the terminal is priced too low, it will appear cheap; if it is priced too high, no one will buy it. As a compromise...it is really difficult to estimate the public's true psychological value range.

Moreover, the terminal has not been fully perfected and there are not enough promotional points.

Currently, its most powerful function is to replace the consumable communication stone and successfully break through the distance of time and space.

One of the elders hesitated and said, "How about we wait a little longer?"

We will develop more interesting things and sell them to the public after they are mature as a whole.

Luke shook his head.

The communication function is already very powerful. In the past, if we were trapped in a distant place, the communication stone would not be able to call for help.

The terminal relies on the smart tree and the signal will not be lost.

"I actually have a plan that doesn't require a big marketing campaign. Even if it doesn't make a splash, it won't affect the secondary promotion in the future."

Compared to just now, many of his words this time seemed confusing.

Lujia briefly explained the content. The elders were always wavering between ideas that made some sense but seemed exaggerated. However, they gave Lujia enough trust and respect.

"Let's follow your plan first." The Elf King made the final decision. Leng Bai moved his fingers and a storage ring appeared on the opposite side.

“Funds for preliminary preparation work.”

Luke swept his spiritual sense and found a large number of rare magical plants and precious medicinal herbs inside.

Although none of them contain gold coins, any one of them can be sold at a high price at an auction.

Just as Lujia was about to say too much, the Elf King continued, "From what you said, you will return to the human race before the city-state celebration day. The saints should also make some comments."

"…Most resources are doubled, and your friend seems to have contributed a lot."

The construction of a complex magic system is not a project that can be completed by one person in a short period of time, which obviously refers to the quill.

Luke took a deep breath.

This world without pie in the sky is simply wonderful.

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Over the next two days, the elves quickly mastered how to use the community. They not only registered accounts on their own initiative, but also began to try to post.

Luke had to meet Karen first to decide on a supplier, so he had to set off early.

On the day of departure, the farewell was unprecedentedly grand.

On the shore where the sea and sky merged into one, all foreign visitors, regardless of their race or identity, were asked to stay a thousand meters away. The Elf King, who rarely wore gorgeous clothes and stunning feathered robes, played the piano himself.

Countless elves played music and beat drums in unison, a scene that could only be seen in fairy palaces.

During this time, the visitors looked at Lujia in surprise and doubt several times. Many of them had been waiting here for a long time. They knew that Lujia had only been here for less than half a month, but they did not expect to receive such high courtesy.

The song played by the Elf King was the one he and Luke composed that day.

Some elves were also in the farewell queue. Influenced by the Elf King, they thought Luke was a good person and were reluctant to let him leave.

It was my first time experiencing a farewell, and I was like a crybaby with tears in my eyes.

Lujia was holding the snow ferret and standing on the edge of the dragon boat with Quill Pen. As he and the Elf King looked into each other's eyes, they subconsciously started to sing together.

Halfway through the song, he frowned and said, "I always feel that this scene is weird."

There's an eerie sense of déjà vu.

When the song ended, Luke slapped Snow Ferret's thigh.

I remember it! It’s in the textbook.

"When they reached the Yishui River... Gao Jianli played the zither, and Jing Ke sang along, creating the sound of a change of direction, and all the soldiers shed tears."

Isn’t this the farewell at Yishui?

The Jiao boat was about to cross the sea, and the music and drums continued, but they were changed to farewell music.

The elf waved his arms: "Goodbye!"

Luke: “…”

He refused to accept it and turned around and shouted, "I will definitely come back—"

The corner of the feather pen's forehead twitched.

The weather at sea was unpredictable, and they encountered storms for two consecutive days. By the time they arrived at the city-state closest to the Stone City, it was a full day later than originally planned.

There is no port in Boulder City, so Snow Ferret used the teleportation array in the city to call for help.

Lujia and Feather Pen were guarding the Jiao Ship. In early winter, he bought a new coat: "If there is a terminal, there is no need for such trouble."

As the end of the year approaches, spies from all races compete to achieve higher performance, and the communication stones are out of stock.

The quill didn't argue as it absorbed the blood of the monster that was purchased along with the winter clothing.

When Karen and Lillian came over, there was still a faint fishy-sweet smell in the closed cabin.

Seeing that Luke showed no signs of injury, they tactfully did not ask any further questions.

Lillian was dressed very lightly in winter, and her eyes were full of the industrial chain: "Luke, I told my employees yesterday that if we count the days, you should be on the headlines of the newspapers."

Quill whiffed softly.

Lujia pretended not to hear it. After the Jiao ship set off again and deployed the soundproofing magic, he took out two terminals and gave a practical introduction to the network on the spot.

The cabin became very quiet, with only his voice.

Karen was always sharp-eyed, her eyes sparkled as she listened, and she directly pointed out the core issue.

He had similar thoughts as the Elf King regarding how to operate in the early stages.

Luke: "Regarding the distribution of profits, send someone to talk to the Elf King and first purchase a batch of improved terminals. Don't do any unnecessary publicity, just indicate that this product is for sale in some stores in the Holy City, and the price is set at... 9,999 gold coins each."

Karen stood up almost giddily.

Lillian's eyes widened as well.

A thing that has not been promoted at all, but has been quietly released and sold at a sky-high price. Those wealthy aristocrats are not fools.

Lu Jia was very calm: "Don't do unnecessary publicity, not no publicity. Leave this part to me. There is a famous saying in the business world: if we fail, we should just pretend we never did it."

“…”

Karen opened her mouth, finally giving him a jeweled thumbs-up.

Such an important matter naturally had to be discussed in person by the elves. Before parting, everyone gathered together for a small hotpot.

The ingredients Luke prepared himself were all high-level magical plants. Lillian smacked her lips and used the other person's favorite kid literature as a metaphor.

"You're getting rich faster than lemmings give birth to babies."

Luke: “That’s great.”

After dinner, Karen found a berth to transfer to the Jiao boat. Lillian followed Luka and continued to the Holy City. On the way, Luka talked about the online literature platform.

Lillian is the one who most affirms the value of the masses: "Good writing has always been among the people."

Luke nodded: "We need to find a reliable magician to develop and build the corresponding magic system."

Lillian: "Leave it to me!"

At this point, Luke couldn't help but want to show off the magic structure he and the quill produced: "By the way, let me show you my Jie..."

Before he could finish his words, a slice of orange was stuffed into his mouth.

Luke's cheeks moved, and after swallowing, he sneered, "A father doesn't mind his son's ugliness."

The feather pen said calmly: "Don't air your dirty laundry in public."

After they finished speaking, they all paused at the same time.

The two jokes connected together have a kind of intimacy that crosses the line.

Lillian sat cross-legged opposite, peeling an orange, and looked at the two of them thoughtfully.

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When the Jiao ship arrived at the human port, it underwent layers of strict inspection. The city-state's celebration day is approaching, and there is joy everywhere, and the vigilance inside and outside the country is also being strengthened.

This is just the port, there are still a lot of checks to do before entering the inner city.

Just as Lillian was talking about asking her father for help, a tall and straight figure approached from the front.

There were a bunch of people queuing to enter the city. The law enforcement captain walked directly to Lujia and said in a voice transmission: "The saint ordered that when he sees you, he will take you directly to see him."

Luke never thought that there would be a day when he would be addressed as "Sir". He felt refreshed.

"Then my friend..."

"The saint has said that you can do whatever you want."

With the law enforcement captain personally leading the way, the journey was smooth.

The streets were decorated with lights and flags flying. Many former residents of the Holy City who were far away were rushing back, and there was actually a New Year's atmosphere.

Groups of bards sang praises of humanity, and more stalls were selling goods. Luke was overwhelmed by the sight: "It's so lively."

The captain of the law enforcement team smiled and said, "This time it just happens to be another centenary. On the day of celebration, the saint will personally give a speech, the Holy Court will also select some lucky people to bless them and get rid of all diseases, the First Magic Academy will draw lucky people to be exchange students, the top management will also make plans for the coming year on the day of celebration, and the army will display advanced magic equipment..."

He spoke a lot in one breath, his tone full of pride.

Only on that day will things become truly lively.

As they were almost near the teleportation array, Luke tilted his head and asked, "Shall we go see the Saint together?"

Lillian admired the saint very much and was about to nod, but Quill said, "No, she wants to take me to see her father."

Luke and Lillian: Huh?

Feather Pen glanced at Lillian and said, "Ask her father to prepare some soul supplement liquid as a return gift."

Since we want to share the big pie of the online literature platform, we must give back something.

Luka was stunned for a moment before he realized that the effect of the soul replenishing liquid last time was indeed very good.

Not long after absorbing the essence and blood, Quill Pen exuded a cold and murderous aura, which was naturally resistant to succubus. Lillian tiptoed to point him in the direction.

Since when, Quill Pen seemed to put itself first in everything. Looking at the figure gradually walking away, Luka's heart suddenly felt hot for some unknown reason.

This faint warmth did not dissipate until we arrived near the holy tower.

In winter, the temperature nearby is much lower than other places. With the ability of a saint, it would be easy to control the temperature, but he did not do so. The snow on the ground was three feet high.

The law enforcement captain said with admiration: "The saints like the changes of the seasons and will not make changes easily."

Luke: "Then come to this snowy place."

The law enforcement captain was silent.

After some research, he found out there was no high-altitude magic around, so Luka soared into the air.

"Okay, just watch me, I'm launching it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he flew towards the holy tower like a rocket with super kinetic energy. On both sides of the bright red feather shaft were feathers of lighter color, which had a very strong visual impact.

The law enforcement captain wanted to say that flying is actually prohibited here, but the person had already disappeared.

He shook his head: "Forget it." The saint seemed to be quite tolerant of Iliad.

Outside the upper floors of the holy tower, Luke hovered in the air, tapping the window gently with his wing tips.

The saint opened the window and a pitch-black head came in.

“…”

Luke: "Good day, can I ask you a question?"

Sage: "Historical figure, come in and speak."

Unexpectedly, the hell joke in history has not yet been turned over, and Luke forced a smile.

"The window frame is too small and the wings are too big. I can't get in if they're not retracted, and I'll fall out if they're retracted."

The window is short, narrow and curved. You can squeeze in by grabbing the window frame at the bottom, but it looks a bit shabby.

He didn't want to burrow in like a caterpillar.

Finally, the saint tore through space and brought him in.

A man and a mink sat on a futon, holding a cup of hot tea and exhaling a breath of white air.

Lujia was very efficient. He put down a terminal as soon as he arrived and said, "Try this one first. There will be a new model in a few days."

The saint had seen the terminal before, so it was easy for him to get started. After practicing it for a while, he sighed softly: "The time is right, the place is right, and the people are right."

Luke's ideas, the astrologer's predictions, and the tree of wisdom that is suspected to have entered a period of decline, all cannot proceed if one of them is missing.

After several eras of chaos, now is the most peaceful period for all races.

"I already know about the Saint's trip to the elves. I remember that before you left, you asked me about the Tree of Life."

Luke avoided the other person's gaze and lowered his head to drink tea.

The Holy See is one of the pillars of the human race. Unless there is solid evidence, he must not raise this question.

Now they have shot themselves in the foot, which is very suitable for adding insult to injury.

After sipping warm tea, Luke asked, "Do you know the origin of the tree of life?"

Saint: "The tree of life was brought to the Holy City by the ancestors."

Some thoughts flashed through Luke's mind.

The saint seemed to have seen what he was thinking, and said in a serious tone: "Whether there is a problem with the Tree of Life or not, there is no doubt about the human ancestor."

"Among all the tribes, only Ren Zu did not leave any descendants. Even after his death, he did not let his personal will become the rules of the starry sky. Ren Zu believed that all these would affect future generations to surpass him. At that time, tribe worship reached its extreme, and Ren Zu had to forcefully erase many historical traces."

The saints’ achievements today are also due to this influence.

"Even the Demon Ancestor has praised you. No one will ever surpass you in character."

Hearing the last sentence, Luke was in awe.

The reputation certified by the enemy is the real reputation without any water.

The saint almost laughed out of anger when he saw this.

"It takes time to explore the matter of the tree of life."

In the Holy Court, the lineage of the Holy Maiden is the core. Except for some boys who were trained to be priests since childhood, the rest could not come into contact with the Tree of Life itself.

Speaking of this, the saint couldn't help but feel a little headache.

The Holy See has existed since the time of the ancestors of mankind, and the related forces are intertwined. In the past, he thought it was just institutional corruption. If there is really a problem with the life fluid, then would there be a problem with the tree of life as well? The Holy See may still be hiding unknown secrets.

The old forces all have trump cards, and once the fight starts, the human race will be severely damaged.

"I'll sneak in and investigate later."

Luke didn't expect it to be so simple and crude: "What if we are discovered?"

The saint waved his hand indifferently: "Turn around and leave."

There is only one chance to alert the enemy, so you have to choose the most appropriate time and then refuse to admit it afterwards.

Luke: “…”

After the saint finished speaking, he picked up the ferret and smoothed its fur, then glanced at the terminal: "Let's talk about the important things first."

The window was not closed, and the wind blew snowflakes into the room. Luka sat up straighter and said, "This is the plan I made for the listing."

After glancing at the cover, the saint replied in a second: "Execute it."

"……oh."

Thinking that the product would be on the market soon, Luke prayed that everything would go well and prepared to say goodbye.

Before leaving, he thought of something and asked, "How about we follow each other's accounts?"

Feel free to PM me if you have any questions in the future.

The saint did not refuse, opened the community, and prepared to register an account first.

Luke pointed to the upper right corner first: "Each account has a separate ID. Search for others here."

The relevant operating instructions have not been completed yet, and he will deal with them when the version is updated in the future. He dare not touch the underlying architecture that is operating abnormally now.

A nickname popped up.

The dragon elf Yuluga.

saint:"……"

The ferret, who was often used as collateral, came to the table and typed in a string of numbers smoothly, indicating that he should not forget to pay attention to himself.

"Chi!" This is it.

The saint almost crushed a corner of the chessboard, the commander of the village.

What kind of weird names are these?

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Luke's Diary Guide:

Tips for naming Luka: The nickname should be filled with backers, such as Longwu Yu Luka Elf.

Karen's naming tips: In the nickname, the identity should be indicated, such as XX wholesale magic ore, XX airship sales.

Tips for naming a snow ferret: It should reflect reality and arouse resonance. For details, please refer to the "Official of the Bandit Chief".

Sage: Read some books of sages to me. To "Ya Zhai" does not mean to mortgage!

Lillian: The name is not important, the profile picture is very important, it should be a sexy, charming and cute personal photo~

Quill: Thinking hard about couple names for Luke and Luke is in progress.

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Have a happy weekend! Fast forward to Human City State Day tomorrow, the celebration ceremony will randomly drop 50 small red envelopes~