Chapter 060 "Knowing too much is not good for you."
Wasted a chance to survive?
There was a hint of panic in Joule Cook's expression.
His brain was spinning frantically, recalling what he had just said, feeling confused and uncertain. Logically speaking, there shouldn't be any loopholes in what he had just said.
He is so sincere, why does Your Majesty still think he is lying?
As soon as Joule Cook's chest began to rise and fall a little, he couldn't help coughing violently, and his body, which was hanging in the air, began to shake.
The handcuffs tightened around the bones of his wrists, causing Joule so much pain that tears were about to fall.
——Joule was born into a noble family and has been spoiled since childhood. When has he ever suffered such a hardship?
A hint of suppressed anger and unwillingness flashed in Joule's eyes.
However, the person in front of him was Wen Jiyu.
His Majesty Wen Ji, who never gives face to the nobles, is the only king of Hai Xinna.
It is said that some time ago, Wen Ji Yucai angrily killed several nobles in front of everyone in the palace because of the leakage of some insignificant information.
The blood that flowed at that time thoroughly soaked the carpets in the palace.
Joule could only suppress all his negative emotions.
The more he thought about it, the more scared he became.
But I can't say it.
Early on, when he joined the program, Joule understood that speaking out would only make him die faster.
Thinking of this, without waiting for his breath to calm down, Joule hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, I didn't lie to you. I really don't know what the Fall Plan is—although I have heard of it, I didn't participate! You are so powerful, who would dare to disobey you!" At the end of his words, Joule's voice tightened, "Your Majesty, please believe me!"
"I don't want to die, I don't want to die..."
Wen Jiyu's expression was cold: "Really?"
Joule nodded frantically immediately: "Yes, yes, yes." He looked at His Majesty eagerly.
Wen Ji and His Majesty did not look at him.
He stood up and said, "It seems that you really don't want to live. Then we have nothing to talk about."
Turning around, Wen Jiyu saw that He Xile had not reacted yet and was still sitting obediently on the stool with an upright posture, which was similar to the posture of the group of primary school students in the Blue Planet that was announced that year when they were listening to the class. He couldn't help but laugh.
He looks quite well behaved.
Wen Jiyu said in a low voice: "Alright, why don't you get up quickly? There's nothing to see here. Let's go and eat."
He Xile touched his belly.
He Xile had just eaten a nutrient solution similar to compressed biscuits before coming here, so he was not really that hungry now.
But he didn't mind accompanying Wen Ji and eating some food from the mortal world.
——Although the nutrient solution tastes good, it is definitely not as delicious as real food.
"Okay." He Xile stood up.
When Wen Ji and Joule, who was hanging in the air behind him, saw the two men about to leave, he knew that His Majesty did not believe his words.
How could that be?
Joule's eyes suddenly widened.
He called out anxiously: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty! I really didn't lie to you, really..."
However, Wen Jiyou did not turn back, but just made a gesture.
The guards beside him understood Wen Jiyou's meaning and began to select the props for interrogating Joule next.
"His Majesty--"
Until the two of them walked out of the wine cellar, He Xile seemed to still hear Joule's voice calling His Majesty.
Suddenly, a shrill scream came from inside.
He subconsciously wanted to look back, but Wen Jiyou covered his eyes and pulled him back to his side.
The other party sneered, "What? You're not afraid now? You want to go back and take a look?"
After saying that, he let go of her hand.
He Xile stood there, thinking back to the miserable state of Joule he had seen before, especially the places where his skin was torn and flesh was exposed, and his scalp went numb.
He said honestly, "I'm afraid, but this is the ending he deserves."
If the spirits of those who were slaughtered by Joule Cook saw this scene, they would definitely feel very relieved.
and……
What makes He Xile most sad is that not everyone will be reborn and travel to another world like him.
No matter how much Joule is punished now, those lives that were once very vibrant and buried in the back garden can never be revived.
He Xile pursed his lips.
Wen Ji, who was walking aside, lowered his head and looked at He Xile, who was one step behind.
The other person's eyes still looked clear, and there was nothing wrong with his expression. It seemed that he had let go of the matter of Joule.
His eyes turned to the other's tail again.
——drooping.
He doesn't seem to be in a very good mood.
Wen Ji looked away and stared straight ahead. He slowed his pace a bit, walking parallel to He Xile. He casually placed his warm hand on the head of the person beside him and said calmly, "Those things that happened before were indeed regrettable, but they've already happened and can't be reversed. What we have to do now, what we can do, is to help them get revenge."
He Xile: “…Yeah.”
He glanced quickly at Wen Jiyu.
As the ruler of a country, it always felt a bit strange for him to use the word "revenge". Shouldn't it be "bring to justice"? But it must be said that after hearing these barely comforting words, He Xile's mood did improve a little.
but……
I understand the logic, but your hand is really heavy.
Wen Jiyou did not move his hand away.
He added, "The kitchen has flown in some fish that you might like."
He Xile's eyes lit up.
Yay!
There is fresh and tender fish to eat!
Wen Ji looked at He Xile's tail again.
It has already lifted up a little, and the tip of its tail is swaying back and forth.
very good.
This human is indeed easy to coax.
Wen Jiyu raised the corner of his mouth slightly and finally withdrew his hand.
The two quickly arrived at the restaurant.
The restaurant was large, as grand as a wine cellar, but it only had one long table.
Wen Jiyu took the first seat. He Xile thought about it and sat not far away from Wen Jiyu.
The chef lowered his head and presented the prepared delicacies one by one.
Wen Jiyu elegantly picked up his knife and fork. Although his eyes remained fixed on the food in front of him, he was clearly speaking to He Xile. "Obsidian is relatively backward due to its planetary structure. The conditions are definitely not as good as those in the imperial capital. However, if you want to eat anything, you can tell Wilder. I can't guarantee that all requests can be met, but I will definitely do my best."
On the side, Chef Wilder smiled at He Xile and said, "Yes, please give your orders, sir."
He Xile returned a friendly smile: "This is already very good."
He waited until he heard someone start eating before he picked up his chopsticks and tasted the food.
Halfway through the meal, the door to the restaurant opened. A guard came in with a bottle of obviously expensive wine in his hands and poured it for the two of them.
He Xile stared at the red wine in the glass, slightly distracted.
"Together?" Wen Jiyu picked up the wine glass and gently touched the wall of the glass in front of He Xile.
A crisp sound brought He Xile back to his senses.
He nodded, with a bit of solemnity, clinked glasses with Wen Jiyou, and then raised the glass in front of him.
The aroma of wine, which is not pungent, wafts into the air.
He Xile took a tentative sip.
It is the fruit wine that Wen Ji mentioned before, so the taste of the wine is not particularly strong. It is sweet at first, and then in the aftertaste, there is a little bitterness of "wine". It is not difficult to drink.
But it doesn't feel like drinking alcohol, it feels more like drinking a beverage.
He Xile: "It tastes good!"
He licked his lips and looked eagerly at the guard holding the wine beside him, "A little more."
The guards continued.
The meal made He Xile feel much more relaxed, and he put aside everything that had happened before.
Patting his belly, He Xile said contentedly, "I feel so full. The fish is so tender."
He leaned back in his chair, his posture unusually relaxed. After two or three seconds, he added, "I'm a little sleepy."
Wen Jiyu was wiping the corner of his lips gracefully and looked up when he heard the words.
He Xile, who was sitting next to him, was obviously drunk.
His cheeks were flushed, and he still looked like he had been disguised. He had an ordinary face, but with He Xile's eyes, which were pure and clear like the blue sky no matter how he looked, he looked more and more pleasing to the eye.
"Is that all you can drink?"
Wen Jiyu asked, "Will anyone who comes here be able to get you drunk in the future?"
He Xile was not convinced.
He stood up suddenly.
Pull out the chair and pace back and forth beside it.
"Look, I walk in a straight line!" He Xile pointed to the road in front of him.
He actually knew in his heart that he was indeed a little drunk and his mind was confused, but this was the first time he had drunk alcohol seriously, and he had drunk about five or six glasses. Now he didn't see double, he stood up without swaying, and he could walk in a straight line without staggering. What did this mean?
It shows that he is already very awesome!
How can Your Majesty still mock him?
Can't we encourage education?
He Xile stood before His Majesty and said earnestly, "With more practice, I will definitely be able to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk!"
Wen sent: "..."
Wen Jiyu had an indifferent expression on his face. He pulled He Xile, who was talking to the guard, over and said, "Here."
He Xile: “…”
He Xile blinked.
He suddenly leaned closer.
He Xile now maintains a height of more than two meters. When he stands up, he is only slightly shorter than Wen Ji and His Majesty. His sudden movement shortens the distance between the two in an instant.
The tip of his nose was almost touching Wen Jiyu's face. A faint scent of alcohol lingered on his face. It wasn't an exaggeration to say that the temperature in the area around him rose slightly due to He Xile's proximity.
Wen Ji and Mo Dao did not hide.
He didn't even blink: "What?"
The guards around paused and lowered their heads.
With His Majesty's SS mental strength, S physical strength and SSS combat power, it would be easy for him to avoid the approach of a human, but he did not move. Obviously, His Majesty condoned He Xile's behavior.
Then these guards on duty don't need to meddle in other people's business.
He Xile asked curiously, "Your Majesty, what is your prototype?"
He reached out and gently touched the black lines on half of Wen Jiyu's face.
The pattern was touched by He Xile's fingertips, but the scales did not flip up.
There is warmth on the fingertips.
Wen Jiyu raised his eyebrows: "Guess."
When the drunk He Xile heard this question, he became confused and started thinking about it seriously.
He racked his brains, counting on his fingers as he recited Wen Jiyu's second characteristic: "There are black lines on his face, tiny scales flutter, and he walks without making any sound... So it's a snake? A pure black snake!"
The corresponding image instantly appeared in He Xile's mind.
"Wow, that's cool," he muttered.
Wen Jiyu scoffed, "You guessed wrong."
"Um?"
He Xile was stunned on the spot, his eyes filled with confusion, "Isn't that a snake? What is it?"
Wen Jiyu narrowed his eyes, his lips almost close to He Xile's ear, and lowered his voice: "Knowing too much is not good for you."
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