Chapter 55 Community
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The atmosphere is tense and tense.
What first broke the silence was not the arrow, but a sneer.
"That's right. Anyway, we are not the ones who are losing money." The high priest looked at the saint: "Why do you feel sorry for the life fluid?"
He walked straight forward and was about to pick up the bottle and drink it all.
Luke, who was sitting on the chair, suddenly raised one knee. A ball of golden light floated under his feet, which was always called "truth".
The high priest used nearly 100% of his strength in this kick, and due to the Elf King's casual obstruction, he was a little slow in resisting and was kicked more than ten meters away on the spot.
Feather Pen raised his eyebrows. This kick was really... exciting.
It’s a bargain for the Holy Court.
Luka looked down at the priest who was still lying on the ground, and swung his crossed legs: "Did I ask you to drink?"
Her own people were kicked away, and the saint's only remaining polite smile disappeared.
When the high priest got up, he caught a glimpse of the Elf King who had lost his patience on the throne, and thought to himself that something was wrong.
"So anxious, what are you worried about?"
The Elf King's tone became calmer. The guards had entered the inner hall without him noticing, pointing their bows and arrows at each other.
Seeing that there was no way to break the deadlock, the high priest made up his mind, the fingers between his sleeves trembled slightly, and suddenly he raised his head and laughed.
"Why am I in a hurry? You ask me why I'm in a hurry?"
"If you hadn't repeatedly forced me, we could have lived in peace." The high priest suddenly changed his expression, looked at the Elf King and said coldly: "You guessed right, there is something wrong with this life fluid, it was diluted, and I embezzled some of it."
After saying this, he looked at the Saint and bowed his head: "I am ashamed of the Holy Court."
The saint's face was calm: "You should be ashamed."
A sudden chill appeared, and a snowy shadow appeared in front of the priest. The saint drew her sword so quickly that the guards subconsciously shot arrows.
The arrows coming from all directions were hovering in the air strangely, and the high priest seemed to be stopped in time, unable to move.
With a "whoosh" sound, he saw himself being pierced through the chest. Death came so quickly that I didn't even have time to fully react.
"The Holy See trusts you so much that I even asked His Excellency the Elf King to let you leave first, but you have disappointed us so much."
The high priest raised his eyelids with great effort, and his scattered consciousness followed the gentle words.
That’s right, the Saint had specifically asked the Elf King to let him go back first.
It's all his fault. The Saint has done her best.
"Everything... is for the Holy See." These words flashed through his mind. The high priest wanted to tightly grasp the scepter, but his head tilted, his five fingers slightly opened, and he was completely out of breath.
The saint calmly drew her sword.
Blood dripped from the tip of the sword onto the ground, and all the arrows fell to the ground as well.
Luke exclaimed, the visitor with second thoughts will eventually die in a foreign land.
Today's wonderful play perfectly caters to the theme of the cross, tragedy, dedication, and death.
He wasn't the only one quietly watching the performance.
The Elf King raised his hand to wave away the guards. The Saint briefly changed the flow of time, and he was half a beat slow in raising his hand. The Elf King was not angry even though he failed to prevent the death of the priest. He watched the drama nonchalantly and even clapped his hands gently at the end.
"The Holy Court is indeed as rumored, with clear rewards and punishments."
The Saint sighed softly: "I didn't expect that the priest would be so bold."
She shook her head. "Although the life force fluid has been diluted, its value is still there. I'll treat it as an apology. I'll report the truth when I get back, and the Holy See will send me other compensation."
This kind of confidence revealed a message: she was sure that there would be no problems detected in the life fluid.
The saint could even leave most of the bottle without any scruples.
The Elf King lowered his gaze.
There was no trace of panic on the saint's face.
The human race and the demon race are almost tied for the first largest race. No matter how powerful the dragon race and the elf race are, they are still inferior due to their small numbers. Diplomacy between major clans is all about balancing. Now that there is no evidence and a great priest has died, both sides have an explanation.
Luke has always been thoughtful and knows what to say and when. He did not force the saint to drink the life liquid and just sat quietly.
"Okay," the Elf King said meaningfully after a while, "I will wait for the compensation from the Holy See."
He rarely refers to himself as "I".
It took the Elf King thirty years to hunt down the last Orc King who angered him, and it is obvious that he will not easily let go of the account with the Holy See.
The saint also knew in her heart that the real trouble had just begun.
Not only has the relationship between the elves and the Holy See reached a freezing point, it may also become a major problem in the future.
She didn't say any more polite words, nor did she look at anyone in the backstage, including Luke. She turned around and left with the maid.
There was only a cold corpse left in the royal hall. In the air filled with the smell of blood, Luke kept staring in the direction where the saint left.
Witnessing his biological mother's cruelty with his own eyes was a bit too chilling. The Elf King thought about it and prepared to say a few words to him.
Unexpectedly, when Lujia was sure that the person had really gone far away, he waved his hand in the void, and another white little thing jumped out directly from behind the decorative column.
The Elf King was stunned.
Luke: “Did you take pictures of everything?”
The ferret is an old craftsman and handed over the photo stone with his paw.
It can even sneak into the Demon Realm easily, let alone a small sneak shot.
After checking the contents and confirming that they were correct, Luke was very satisfied.
I didn't expect that he had this backup plan. The Elf King laughed and said, "This live record is useful but not very useful."
If we simply use it to restore the truth, the Holy See can find ten thousand angles to refute it.
Luke: "That's the wrong way to open it."
He didn't discuss this issue in detail, as he had other plans for it. Lujia couldn't wait to tell the exciting news: "The communication software has been successfully developed!"
The scroll was spread out, revealing a distorted magic system without any defenses.
The Elf King's aesthetic taste was shocked!
The ugly thing was reflected in his eyes, and he had a headache: "What is this?"
What a big lump.
Quill tilted his head away, unwilling to admit that he was one of the developers.
"Of course it is the foundation of the communication software." Mother...father does not dislike his ugly son. Luke happily activated the inscription on the spot, and the whole system immediately began to operate smoothly. In the middle, it was like a shaky iron tower, but until the end, there was no sign of collapse.
For the first time, the Elf King witnessed the tenacity of life on an inanimate object.
"you……"
He was rarely speechless, not knowing whether to say that this magic system was a miracle or that its inventor was a miracle.
Luke asked the most crucial question: "Can we upload it now?"
He couldn't wait to test the effects.
"In theory, there's no problem, but the Tree of Wisdom might hit us in the face with its branches." The Elf King said in a serious tone, without any intention of joking.
To imprint such a deformed body in the consciousness space and coexist with it for a long time is a provocation to the Tree of Wisdom.
Its pursuit of beauty has reached its extreme.
“…”
On the road leading to the underground river, Quill was also there. He didn't really want to follow, but Luka said he didn't want to be beaten by branches alone.
The Elf King said in a serious tone: "I will communicate with the Tree of Wisdom later, so please keep quiet."
Luke responded solemnly.
He now just wants to launch the terminal as soon as possible, but he doesn't have the energy to invent a beautiful magic architecture.
At the intersection of countless dark rivers, there are dots of fluorescent light, and the Tree of Wisdom exudes an eternal aura of wisdom.
The Elf King walked over slowly and rested his forehead against the tree trunk. Instead of communicating silently as usual, he said something in the Elvish language.
Luke was just wondering how the Elf King was going to convince the Tree of Wisdom, when he suddenly saw Quill's expression look a little strange: "What's wrong?"
Quill whispered: "He told the Tree of Wisdom to close its eyes because he had a surprise for it."
Luke almost said "Fuck!"
Soon after the Elf King finished speaking, most of the leaves turned in one direction expectantly, while some slowly closed, and the entire space became much dimmer.
He immediately signaled Luka to take out the scroll, attempting to sneak away while the Tree of Wisdom had sealed off most of his spiritual consciousness.
"That's it."
A branch with some normal leaves still drooped down, scanning the magic system above like a QR code. After a light scan, the branch stopped.
The three people present subconsciously held their breath.
The next moment, all the leaves returned to their original shapes at the same time, and there was a small whirlwind around. The wind was howling, and the small animals were frightened and ran around. The branches directly rolled up all three of them.
Because the power was controllable and not very aggressive, Luke did not resist for the time being.
As his feet left the ground, Quill looked at Luke with a deep gaze: "Save the situation."
Isn't he the best at saying something to turn the situation around?
Forced to lift his head high, Luke lost his balance and sang subconsciously: "Everything looks the same when the lights are turned off..."
Magic system, dark beauty.
The lyrics flew, the branches stretched infinitely, and they were all thrown out mercilessly.
Standing up at the end of the dark river, Feather Pen looked chilly: "Well sung."
Luke sat down by the river to rest. The air here was good, as the royal hall was stained with the blood of the priests.
After a pause, he looked at the Elf King, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself. The Tree of Wisdom did not "kill its own relatives for the sake of justice", and the scroll was not thrown out at the same time. Does this mean that something interesting is going to happen?
The Elf King said calmly: "The Tree of Wisdom can distinguish the important from the unimportant."
Throwing them out is the easy part, building a network is the hard part.
Lujia heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this. Now that the most difficult magic architecture of the communication software has been broken through, with basic communication functions, some terminals can be released at any time, and then important software can be launched one after another.
"Okay, then I'll go back to spreading rumors, bah, marketing, bah... and editing the video."
"Editing the video?"
Amid the puzzled looks from those around him, Luka nodded slowly.
He had previously rotated 360 degrees in the air and was now dizzy, so he didn't want to talk much. He just said a few words and prepared to return to work.
Seeing Luke staggering back like a penguin, the Elf King found it a little funny. After waiting for a while, he opened the terminal.
The Tree of Wisdom was very efficient and had replicated the entire magic pattern, and through the terminal, he could sense the temper of the tree in question.
The new icon is a little fish with a grin.
The Elf King discovered that Luke seemed to be obsessed with fish, and the last mini-game was also themed on fish.
The name of the software is as memorable as its icon: [Angelfish Breeding Community].
"What a strange name." He shook his head.
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Committed to being the owner of the fish pond with no blind spots in order to absorb the nutrients of faith, Luka returned to the tree house and began to set up magic.
Quill: "It's just the two of us, what's the sound insulation?"
He scanned with his spiritual sense and found that the saint was not nearby.
Luke: "I was afraid of scaring you."
As he spoke, he walked to an isolated space and started editing the video. During the process, he took out a photo stone, a suona, and a makeshift loudspeaker... He was as rigorous as if he was performing an operation.
Feather Pen didn't believe it and was about to go over to take a look at the so-called editing, when he suddenly saw Luke sinking his energy into his dantian, opening his mouth wide, and roaring at the photo stone like a lion.
Without hearing the sound, just looking at the picture, the impact is even greater.
The feather pen turned around in time and chose to stay away from this world.
Luke was busy almost until the evening.
There was no editing software for him to use now, and the process of splitting the images in the photo stone was extremely cumbersome. His originally smooth long black hair was almost messed up into a bird's nest.
"Ahhhhh——" This part is just a few tenths of a second longer, and it has to start over again.
The quill and the ferret are surprisingly uniform, and the ferret even has its two paws placed very neatly.
They always sat quietly in one place and didn't bother the crazy people.
When the moon was above the willow trees, Luke took his last breath and uploaded it.
His emotions finally stabilized, and he fell asleep on the table in the gentle evening breeze.
The same night wind blew over Luke, who was falling asleep after work, and blew equally over every life on the Elf Island.
Visitors, flowers and trees, elves studying in the evening, rangers on duty... the elders conducting discussions and research, and so on.
There are countless people in the magical world who have their day and night reversed. In the entire forest, less than one-third of the elves have actually fallen asleep.
While the teacher was away, the elf who was studying in the evening secretly took out the terminal.
There were still seven minutes and thirty-two seconds before the next health point was restored. The elf curled his lips and was about to put it away when he suddenly found a message notification at the top of the screen.
"Angelfish? New game?"
He called his friends and couldn't wait to install it and try it out.
The result was disappointing, this was not a game.
After exploring for a while, I found that the so-called community is composed of multiple functional modules. At the top are [Community], [Message], and [Me]. Among them, [Community] includes community sign-in benefits, popular recommendations and chat hall, etc.
For chatting? Isn't that something similar to the communication stone?
I am bored.
"The teacher is here." The elf sitting in the front row reminded in a low voice.
Everyone tacitly placed the terminal under the table, using the music theory book to cover it. When the teacher lowered his head to study the music score, they couldn't help but start studying again.
【Hot Recommendation】It has become the choice of most elves.
This is the only column that looks potentially interesting.
As soon as I entered, before I had time to swipe, the video at the top of the homepage began to play automatically, and a roar came:
"So what is true?"
"What are you saying is true!!"
The elf was stunned by the roar.
The same sound came one after another, and the effect of interweaving together was terrifying. After everyone reacted, they hurriedly turned off the terminal.
"Put everything on the table and don't move!"
Finished.
Dead.
It's time to return to nature.
They hated the video that suddenly started playing.
The stern older elf walked down from the podium, his eyes changing color with anger. Just as he was about to start scolding, his tone suddenly paused.
Wait, the person in the video seems to be the high priest.
The stern elder subconsciously took a few more glances.
After the roaring dubbing, the BGM connects seamlessly. The song was exported by Luke from the music game library, and the second-hand sound quality is slightly noisy.
High Priest, Saint... King, all these elements are complete.
The older man couldn't help but wonder what was going on.
He began to watch intently.
Those students who were originally worried about being scolded suddenly realized that they were not the only ones who were caught. Their nervousness eased a little and they began to sneak a peek at the video playing on the table.
You don’t know until you see it. It’s shocking.
In a corner unknown to them, the king actually suspected that the life liquid was fake, and the saint was even asked to drink the life liquid herself!
The plot is so exciting. Now no one cared about the criticism that would come later, and everyone stared intently.
Because the video was edited by Luke, the pace was very fast, with a big twist every once in a while. While watching it, everyone basically didn't breathe much.
When they saw the high priest scrambling for the items on his own initiative and then pocketing the money after failing, they became angry and nervous!
"Cunning Holy Court, damned priest."
However, almost at the same time as they finished speaking, the high priest was stabbed in the chest by a sword. This plot came too suddenly. The attention of all the elves was attracted by the high priest who was stabbed by the sword, especially the other party's high-definition expression. After the video zoomed in, they clearly saw the look that the high priest gave the saint before his death.
Finally, the video stopped and the screen zoomed in on the priest's miserable death and the scepter that symbolized his status.
All the elves were stunned.
The sound of suona suddenly appeared, and a sense of sadness filled the screen. Several lines of white text appeared coherently at the end of the video:
[When we were young and frivolous, we always thought we could enjoy unlimited glory. However, when heroes grow old, they cannot escape the fate of becoming abandoned.
What was he thinking at the moment of his death? 】
The evening breeze blew gently, the video was still looping, and the teachers and students fell into silence.
The teacher couldn't help but look at the last frozen expression of the high priest. Yes, what was he thinking before he died?
That night, the emotions became inexplicably complicated.
There are more than one similar videos in the popular recommendations, and the content is similar, the only difference is the music and copy.
Some videos only capture the scene where the high priest is brutally pierced through the chest. The accompaniment is very sad from beginning to end, and the text is even sadder: [There is no luck in the political conspiracy arena. Even if the high priest is so strong, what about you and me? 】
In the forest, the bored ranger on duty happened to come across this sad version.
Like those passionate students, they hated the priest at first, but when the priest did not cause any harm and instead died unexpectedly, their emotions inexplicably changed.
It's not about forgiveness, it's about death. My feelings after watching the movie have been sublimated.
The priests who were already in high positions still said that if they were abandoned, they would be abandoned. In the end, they had to listen to the saint say "you are so disappointing".
The person is about to die, and you still ask him to reflect!
Is it a human? !
“Everyone is trying their best to survive…”
Just as I was expressing my emotion, a line of lyrics popped out without warning and almost pierced deeply into the heart of those who were also working people.
"That is the fear and terror that those in high positions can never understand." A ranger had a complicated expression.
However, he didn't know that those in high positions also had their own things to worry about.
For example, the elders who were reading messages during the discussion were directly asked by the Elf King to experience the newly added communication software.
One of the elders frowned after reading it: "The Holy Court has bad intentions, the king must pay attention."
The Elf King's eyes changed.
At first, he felt the video distracted from the point.
The focus shifted from the conspiracy of the Holy Court to a discussion of the world being like a chess game and the helplessness of all living beings.
But this elder had just returned from outside and had never participated in the research on life fluid before. After watching the whole story from the video for the first time, he actually conceded that the high priest died because the conspiracy was exposed.
He raised his hand to signal for silence, thought for a moment, and sent guards to call over a few elves who were unaware of the situation and asked them to watch the video.
After the video ended, the Elf King did not give the audience a chance to catch their breath and went straight into the post-viewing interview.
The elf who was asked had just recovered from the content and was still confused. He subconsciously said, "The Holy Court is playing a big game."
The Elf King looked at the next one: "What about you? What do you think after reading this?"
"Hmm. Humans are really cruel. Not only did they try to plot against you with trickery, but they also abandoned you just because a priest said so."
After listening to everyone, the Elf King narrowed his eyes and asked: "How did you know that the Holy Court had planned a conspiracy?"
There is clearly no evidence in the entire video.
The elves were unable to explain it, and after a long while, one of them broke the silence: "It's just a feeling."
"Yes, I feel the same way."
"It's not a feeling. Anyone who has watched the video knows that the Saint clearly killed people to silence them." An older elf said steadily: "And judging from the priest's final expression, he seemed to agree with it."
"Another detail is that he confessed too quickly and kept his head down while confessing, obviously worried that his emotions would be seen through."
"He just enriched himself! At most he will be punished when he returns. There is no reason to impose the death penalty. There must be something fishy going on."
The naturally meticulous elf worked backwards from the subconscious conclusion and began a series of detailed analyses.
The only thing missing is to include the saint's left foot stepping out of the threshold as evidence.
In the end, they all agreed: "We all understand!"
The Elf King: "...This matter may have nothing to do with the Holy See. I have checked with other elders and there is no problem with the life fluid itself."
"No, Your Majesty, it's clear from the video that the Saint clearly doesn't dare to drink the Life Liquid herself."
"Even if there is only a 90% chance, I would rather believe it than not believe it!"
"Yes, you must not be deceived."
The Elf King tapped his fingers on the solid wood armrest.
interesting.
If he directly used the contents of the photo stone to accuse the Holy See, his fellow tribesmen would certainly advise him to think twice, saying that it might really be the priest's own selfish desires.
But in a different way, without giving any conclusion, they instead determined that it was related to the Holy See and even dared to refute themselves.
When did evidence, which used to be crucial, become so abstract?
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The night passed quickly as we exchanged our impressions of the film.
The next day, before the sun rose from the sea level, the Jiao boat was already waiting on the shore.
The accompanying female servant wanted to speed up her pace several times, but she did not dare to go past the saint. She felt very nervous as she watched her leisurely pace.
They should leave quickly now. If they delay, something unexpected might happen. The Elf King is unpredictable. What if he stops them?
She could feel that there were many pairs of eyes staring at her in the woods!
The Saint Lady was as dignified and calm as when she came here, and she even stopped.
"The misunderstanding has been explained. The Elf King knows right from wrong and will not embarrass us without any evidence."
The maid was stunned, as she felt that these words were not spoken to her.
The saint turned slightly and looked past the maid and behind her.
At dawn, the forest seemed to be shining with starlight. The Elf King was walking out of the woods, followed by a group of elders.
"It's not easy to come here from afar, can't you stay a few more days?"
The Saint smiled and said, "In previous years, the High Priest was in charge of the process of the Human City-State Celebration Day. This time he got into trouble, so we have to make new arrangements."
The Elf King did not stay any longer.
The saint's smile remained unchanged, but she felt something was strange.
It was expected that the Elf King would not be able to stop her, but it was really unexpected that he let her go without even a word of retort.
"I almost forgot," the Elf King said, "Iliad asked me to tell you that I wish you a sweet dream every night."
The saint's eyes darkened.
Was I discovered when I entered the dream that day?
Leaving this child behind was really a disaster.
About two or three hundred meters away from here, Luke sat on a very high branch, looking at the changes in the saint's appearance and clearly felt the chill in it.
But he didn't care, his focus was on something else.
"Human City-State Celebration Day?"
That must be a good day, perfect for launching a new product.
The corners of Luke's lips curled up.
I was worried that there wouldn’t be enough promotional opportunities, but now there’s the literary work “My Demon Father” and the martial arts work “The Saint Mother Whose Chest Is Pierced by a Sword”. It’s hard to imagine how popular the platform will become after it goes online.
You don’t need to do any data analysis at all, you can easily get billions of views and clicks!
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Excerpt from Luke's diary:
Visitors walk in to find no words today, just a large hand-painted maze.
After wasting three hours walking, a clown's face popped up in the crowded three-dimensional space.
"Hey Jie! Trick or treat!!"
Saint: ...Psycho.
Devil: You’re crazy.
Quill: Cute.
Elf King: Naughty.
Dragon Clan: That’s amazing. You can draw such a complicated maze at such a young age. It shows that you are very talented in art. You also did a great job in the three-dimensional folding space. Come on, come on!
Sixty-six small red envelopes are randomly dropped in the maze, and Luke is the coolest one!
PS: So what is real... is from the movie.
Today is a long chapter, call me the gorgeous queen bee!
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