Chapter 296 I demand to eat at the table!

After getting permission, Haro was temporarily taken in by the rental house and lived in a courier box at the door.

It doesn't care about this. It doesn't even have a cardboard box when wandering outside. Especially in winter, it is much warmer and more comfortable here than on the street.

At noon on the day of check-in, Haro held the bowl in his mouth and formally asked Lu Yao for permission: "Mr. Sailor, I want to eat at the table!"

"Your apostles are dining at the table. I am an official Cerberus, with a status similar to that of an apostle in the underworld. I demand the same treatment."

Lu Yao was eating shredded potatoes with rice when he was choked by the words. He quickly took the cup of water handed to him by Isabel and took a sip to moisten his throat.

When he came to his senses, he saw that Harrow had been strangled by the Blood Knight and pressed against the wall.

The knight said without emotion, "Damn you for disturbing your Excellency's meal."

The tyrant also sneered: "Clarify your own status. Prisoners of war have no right to make demands."

Haro tried to open his mouth and tried to defend himself: "Even if I am a prisoner, I still have dignity. I demand the treatment I deserve as a prisoner..."

Isabel said to the three-headed hellhound on the wall: "What the captives get depends on the will of the victor. The gods only treat their own people well, but unfortunately you are not one of them."

“…”

Harrow was speechless.

The Blood Knight asked, "Sir, should we execute this dog?"

"I'm not a dog! I declare it again!"

Harrow roared excitedly, "I am Cerberus! I am the keeper of the gate to the underworld!"

The Blood Knight's iron fingers moved upwards, locking the three-headed dog's upper and lower jaws tightly, turning its voice into a whimper.

Lu Yao wiped his mouth with a tissue: "I heard your request. But rights and obligations always need to be equal. Respect is not given out of thin air, but earned."

"You helped Cancong on this trip, so I allowed you to stay here temporarily."

"But if you want better treatment, you have to show your value."

When Harold heard this, his eyes rolled and he seemed to want to say something.

Lu Yao said: "Let it speak."

The Blood Knight let go.

Harrow fell to the ground and sneezed several times in succession: "Don't you want to recruit ghosts passing through the Kingdom of God? Although I dare not say that I have a way, I can tell you what troubles there are."

"Ghosts are guided and transmitted through the power of the rules of each world, forming an invisible channel of rules. This channel is outside the boundaries of the world. In other words, even if a ghost passes through a world, it will only stay briefly on the outer wall of the world and leave as soon as it touches it, just like a small stone hitting a mountain and bouncing off immediately."

It opened its mouth and said, “It is impossible for you to obtain this batch of ghosts directly.”

"The only possible way is to modify the rules behind the world and change the external channel to pass through the inside of the world. Only the Navigator can do this."

“Besides that, there are time constraints.”

"Ghosts only stay in the world they pass through for a short while, and the passage time cannot be changed. You'd better consider placing passage nodes in places that can attract and retain them. Perhaps it will be useful."

When talking about the field he has been deeply involved in, Haro's tone became confident and steady.

"As a senior Cerberus who has guarded the gate to the underworld for many years, I know that once ghosts enter the passage to the underworld, most of them fall into a deep sleep or a hazy trance."

"Even if they pass through your kingdom of God, most of them will not react at all. It would be a rare accident if they could leave a ghost behind."

This information is indeed helpful.

Lu Yao immediately said: "Give Harrow a chair."

The Blood Knight, who had beaten up the fallen dog before, brought a plastic chair and placed it in the corner of the dining table.

Harrow held his head high and jumped onto the stool, nodding to the Blood Knight: "Thank you."

Having the right to eat at the table, Haro became reserved. He licked his paws, looked left and right, and hesitated about how to eat.

After getting Lu Yao's permission, Isabel used the serving chopsticks to serve him a little bit of each dish.

"Try it, it's made with a small fire."

Harrow said with gratitude: "Thank you, Miss Isabel!"

Then it put its head on the plate and took small bites of food, paying great attention to its image.

Lu Yao also picked up the chopsticks again.

The apostles had different ways and styles of dining.

The Blood Knight symbolically poked a little bit of each dish with his fork and stuffed it through his helmet into his armor, indicating that the meal was complete.

Isabel is now able to use chopsticks skillfully. When she sees a dish that Lu Yao likes, she will take the initiative to help him pick up the food. She can be described as a caring little helper.

When the tyrant saw Isabel's look, there was unconcealable disgust and dissatisfaction in his eyes.

She took off the bone-covered helmet with antlers, revealing a puppet-like face.

Different from Isabel's slightly dull girlish temperament, Salina has sharp eyes and exudes a cold feeling that keeps strangers away.

Salina always ate a little at a time. She sat upright, and her gestures were elegant and restrained. Just like her nickname, she had the aristocratic temperament of a royal family.

Lu Yao suddenly remembered something.

"Hello, you have been here for many years. Haven't other sailors discovered you?"

Harrow nodded: "Yes."

"I had brief contact with two of the initiates."

Haro stared at the dishes, his eyes wandering, as if he was lost in a distant memory: "The first sailor was called Liu Gonggan. He was a royal family. Later, many people called him the King of Huainan."

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"The King of Huainan wanted to promote the whole country's march into the virtual universe in the Han Empire, and concealed the virtual universe in the form of alchemy practice. He secretly brought many people from the real universe down to the kingdom of God... This made me feel very uneasy, so I left his palace."

"He later failed and was hunted down by other initiates."

"I heard that Liu Gonggan finally escaped from here and set sail with the Kingdom of God into the depths of the Void Universe. Before leaving, he took away many people and various lives..."

Lu Yao listened with great interest.

The story behind the rise of Liu An, King of Huainan, is based on this.

"The second voyageur was in the West. I remember his name was... Henry More. That should be the pronunciation."

This name is unfamiliar to Lu Yao.

Harrow continued, "Unlike practitioners like Huainan Wang, Henry was a more theoretical academic pioneer. He spent his life studying the untouchable hyper-limited zone and imagining the creator behind the hyper-limited zone."

"He proposed many conjectures, including 'the Creator is invisible', 'space transcends matter', 'space is everywhere', 'the Creator has some kind of connection with space to ensure his presence with all things'... I still remember many of these names."

"Henry kept sailing to the Kingdom of God and hitting the theoretical boundaries of the Overlimit Zone, trying to get more relevant proofs, which eventually led to his own weakening and destruction."

The hellhound suddenly remembered something and licked its nose with its tongue: "Henry was a hermit. In the 17th century, he spent most of his time at Cambridge University, but you should have heard of one of his students."

"That student's name is Isaac Newton."

Lu Yao was really surprised this time.

He turned out to be Newton's mentor.

"But since Henry, I haven't encountered any sailors. There are fewer sailors in this world. I think even if some of them are hiding, the overall number is shrinking."

Haro scratched his ear with his claws. "It must be the constraints brought by the change of eras, forcing the Sailors to either leave or hide."

After finishing the meal, Haro jumped off the stool, returned to the cardboard box at the door, and lay down to take a nap.

Xiaohuo started to clean the table and put the dishes on the table.

Lu Yao turned his gaze to the monitor.

There is a new alert in the simulator.

——A believer has developed wisdom that exceeds that of his peers. Does this need to be transformed into a prophet?

【whether】

Lu Yao clicked the prompt bar.

The scene immediately jumped to the Fire of Aegir in the Western Continent.

Deep beneath the volcano, a mass of black mud was emitting a faint glow.

Lu Yao sighed inwardly.

Why is the appearance of the Yao clan prophet becoming more and more strange?

The living oil of the Black Devil not only gave rise to faith, but also gave rise to wisdom...

All I can say is that it wants to make progress too much.

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