Chapter 450 Riot · Fourteen
"Dr. Jones, can you tell me where you have been in the past three years? I don't think it can take three years to investigate the ruins of a mere desert kingdom." Ficott looked at Dr. Jones in front of him with a stern face, showing great dissatisfaction.
Perfect certainly had enough reasons to be dissatisfied. She was not even an earl when she sent Dr. Jones to the desert kingdom to investigate!
It took three years for Perfecticot to build up the northern border, and he just came back from the desert kingdom. This time, Perfecticot had enough time to make a trip by himself.
Not to mention, in the past three years, Dr. Jones seemed to have been emptied of alcohol and sex, and looked like he was overindulging in sex.
Three years ago, the image of Dr. Jones could still be called a hale and hearty scholar, but now? Perfectcott felt that a heavy smoker plus a regular prostitute was the most appropriate description for him.
If he hadn’t said that he had something important to repay, and he had sent him out three years ago, Perfectcott would never have dealt with such a person.
"I'll give you five minutes to explain. If your explanation doesn't satisfy me, I don't mind letting you know why others call me the Scarlet Earl." Purficott said while speaking from He took out a pocket watch from his arms, glanced at the time, and put the watch on the table.
Faced with Purficott’s serious attitude, Dr. Jones swallowed his saliva, but still remained calm and said: “I started investigating the ruins immediately after arriving in the Desert Kingdom, but the investigation The work was obstructed by a local chief. He not only attacked the expedition team I brought, but also sent people to destroy the ruins.
After that, I was captured and imprisoned by him, if not. Being attracted by his daughter, I’m afraid I would have died three years ago.”
Hearing what Dr. Jones said, Purficott's expression softened a little, but he still glanced at his pocket watch and said: "You still have four and a half minutes, let's talk about the key point, that prophecy."
said After finishing, Purficott paused and then said smoothly: "Tell me the name of that royal chief."
"Prophecy, yes! Prophecy!" Life in the past three years seemed to have a profound impact on Dr. Jones. It caused great damage. He was stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses and continued: "I found the prophecy, which is in the ruins! I started research at that time and found some valuable clues.
I was originally going to send a report to Her Royal Highness the Princess immediately, but the night before I was going to send all the clues back to Langton, I was attacked by the local royal chief’s cavalry, a unit responsible for protecting us. We were directly annihilated, and all of us were captured.
Except for me, everyone else was brutally killed by the royal chief, and he even..."
At this point, Dr. Jones couldn't help but have a mental breakdown and covered his face and cried bitterly. But just when Purficott thought he couldn't hold it anymore, he still said in an unusually hoarse voice: "I can't forget all that. He is a devil." , a man-eating demon! I remember his name, Beelzebub! The largest chieftain in the desert kingdom..."
When Dr. Jones said that the chieftain was a cannibal, Perficott couldn't help but Closed his eyes.
She could imagine what a terrible and cruel scene it would be, and what impact it would have on Dr. Jones.
But then Perfectcott looked at Dr. Jones, and still asked in an almost cold voice: "So what did you find?"
"That prophecy is False." Dr. Jones seemed to be speechless, but then he explained: "To be precise, the prediction I told you was only part of it, and the rest is the key point.
The so-called "white stars from the sky will bring destruction, the earth will be frozen by the cold wind blown by Safra, and the world will become a white hell", these are only part of the prophecy.
And this is not a prophecy, but a script, a script written in the age of myth! "
"Script? In other words, the end of the world was arranged by someone thousands of years ago, right? "Perfect didn't feel too surprised by this truth.
"Yes, it is the script that the gods have already arranged. They thousands of years ago, before the age of mythology came to an end. All this had already been arranged. "Dr. Jones finally calmed down his emotions at this time, and then thought that Purficott told the truth he discovered: "Thousands of years ago, the gods had predicted the end of the mythical age and the fading of mystery. But the gods were not willing to die.
So they gathered the power of the gods and made a white star into the starry sky.
Because the power of the gods is gathered in this white star, when the white star returns, the power of the gods will also return.
The so-called white wind blown by Safra will freeze the earth, but it is just the horn and harbinger of the return of the gods. They had planned all this thousands of years ago! ”
After listening to the truth told by Dr. Jones, Purficott didn’t have many expressions on her face, and her happiness and anger could not be seen, as if this was just a very ordinary fairy tale that could not be allowed to her. There was no trace of emotion.
Just when Dr. Jones wanted to say something else, Purficott picked up the pocket watch on the table and looked at the time and said: "Four and a half minutes, if you say. If it's over, then go down and rest first! If you haven't finished speaking, you still have half a minute. "
Dr. Jones looked at Purficott and opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he said nothing. He just bowed to her dejectedly and exited her office.
Purficott looked at the somewhat lonely Dr. Jones, shook his head helplessly, and said to Samantha beside him: "Send someone to take care of him, don't let anything happen to him, and don't let him talk nonsense."< br>
Perfect naturally paid attention to the information brought by Dr. Jones, but the news came too late.
Even if it was a year earlier, the meaning of this news to Perfectcott would be completely different.
But now...Perficott already knows about the existence of gods and the possibility that gods will descend. It is too late to talk about this.
However, Purficott also knows that the past three years for Dr. Jones must have been very difficult. Others who were traveling with him either died or were eaten. He has not collapsed yet, and is somewhat holding on. The belief in bringing this news back is there.
It's actually inappropriate for me to treat him like this.
But Purficott herself knew that she was not suitable for such a job of comforting people.
So while asking Samantha to send someone to follow Dr. Jones, she also made other arrangements: "Notify Auntie Anne later and ask her to calm Dr. Jones's mood. It would be better for her to come forward for this kind of thing. "It's appropriate."
"I understand, I will inform Her Royal Highness." Samantha nodded in understanding.
"If you have nothing to do, just go down first! I need to be alone for a while. If there is nothing important, don't let anyone disturb me." Purficott waved her hand to express that she wanted to be alone. .
Without saying anything, Samantha turned around and left Perfectcott's office, and thoughtfully closed the office door.
After Samantha left, Purficott looked up at the ceiling, then closed his eyes and said, "You also go out and let me be alone for a while." There was no movement in the room, but A window suddenly opened and closed by itself, and Purficott knew that Claudia had also left.
At this time, she was finally the only one left in the room. Purficott could finally take off all the disguises and responsibilities, just like an ordinary person, leaning on the chair and feeling full. The face is slumped and weak.
Her depression and weakness are not due to the news brought back by Dr. Jones, but because the world is really too bad. After she solves one problem, there will always be new problems waiting for her. Even she couldn't hold it any longer.
But Purficott knew clearly that she must not fall.
If she can no longer hold on, then the world will really come to an end, and everything she has built will collapse instantly like a castle on the beach.
"The world is in tatters, and I mend it..." Purficott laughed at himself, feeling that in the end he was always doing useless work, and at the same time he was also asking himself what the meaning of it all was.
Save the world, she did it.
Perfect not only warned the empire of the end of the world, but also worked hard to save more people even after the empire ignored her.
If there really is any savior's scoring standard, Purficott feels that he can score at least 80 points.
At least in the past three years, she has really worked hard to save more people and made adequate preparations for more people to survive.
Originally Purficott thought that the world was like this. At most, it was like Langton now. On the surface, everything was peaceful, but under the surface of peace, there was a whirlpool that had already been turbulent.
She was not surprised that gods would appear in this matter. In a world of swords and magic, it would be somewhat unlucky to not have gods.
Even though the world has entered the steam age, isn’t the resurrection of the gods more suitable for the steam age?
As for overthrowing the capitalists who oppressed workers in the steam age, she also did a lot for this, and even personally cultivated an enemy who was a serious problem for her.
In every aspect, Purficott owed nothing to the world. She could have stayed out of it alone.
Be it the end of the world or gods, these things are really worthless to her.
She also has enough strength and ability to be alone. After all, this is what she planned from the beginning.
But in the end, she was still involved in all this, sinking herself deeper and deeper into this whirlpool, bound by various shackles, unable to break free.
Purficott actually doesn't care much about these. She doesn't care whether the empire can really survive, let alone whether human civilization can continue.
Compared with all these, it is the most practical thing that she can survive and live well, isn't it?
However, she ultimately chose the path of saving the world. Even while saving the world, she did not forget to spread revolutionary ideas in the world.
It’s just that the world did not develop as she expected. Instead, all kinds of things kept popping up, just like pressing the gourd to lift the gourd, leaving her without a moment of peace.
Now even the gods have appeared, making Perfectcott wonder what is going on in this world...
"Hey, I shouldn't have been soft-hearted in the first place! I don't know how carefree I can be alone in the North!" Although Purficott said this, she also understood that if she was really alone, it would inevitably It can be lonely and lonely.
After all, the whole world has fallen into a doomsday disaster. If he is the only one to survive, in addition to being lonely, Purficott may also feel uneasy conscience, right?
Having the ability to save and help others, but ultimately standing by and watching them die, is really not something that Perfectcott can do.
So she has never regretted saving the world, nor has she regretted everything she has done, although she clearly knows that if she is willing to give up all this, she can live an easy life.
However, since you have no regrets, there is no need to blame others.
The meaning of all this, in the final analysis, is that she successfully saved the world, saved mankind, and allowed human civilization to continue?
She is able to sacrifice more people who cannot be saved for this goal, and she does not mind slaughtering millions of people to achieve this goal. Naturally, she also does not mind killing a few more to save mankind. god.
As for whether she has the ability to kill gods? Purficott has never seen a god, so she dare not say anything about killing gods. However, she has confidence in the artifact of the Jade Record, and she believes that she can find the power to kill the gods in the Jade Record.
After all, there are thirteen pages in the Jade Record, and she has only opened less than half of it so far, right?
Perfect believed that this artifact, which was said to be omniscient and omnipotent and recorded all the alchemical knowledge in the world, must have a way to kill the gods.
As long as she can open more pages and gain more knowledge and abilities, she will eventually find the method and power to kill the gods.
And in the final analysis, Purficott is a time traveler. She comes from an era when the gods are dead, and she comes from a country that never believes in any fairy emperor.
God? Sorry, in a country that doesn't believe in gods, if the gods don't work well, they will be pulled out and whipped.
People worship gods and never think that gods should be superior to humans. Those who consecrate gods are just people who have fought against heaven and earth. It is only because people respect them that they are promoted to the altar.
"There has never been a savior, nor does it depend on a fairy emperor. To create human happiness, it all depends on ourselves." Purficott hummed a melody that she had not seen for a long time.
Although the melody has been lost for a long time, the ideas conveyed in this song were deeply imprinted in her heart when she first heard it.
God may be an obstacle and difficulty, but there is never any difficulty that cannot be overcome in this world.
(End of this chapter)