The antique hall has open rows of carved doors, and a carpet carved with dragons and phoenixes is spread from the door to the feet of Dorgon, who is sitting in the main seat.
The two main seats were occupied by Baker Richardson and Dorgon respectively. President Baker had a cup of pure black coffee in his hand, which actually tasted pretty good, and he couldn't tell what kind of coffee it tasted like.
Baker Richardson held the tea lid and looked at the brightly glazed and exquisitely patterned surface. The only gain from staying in Dorgon's secret base these days is that I have a new understanding of ancient Chinese porcelain and antiquities, and expanded my knowledge.
The furnishing style here is retro... It cannot be said to be retro, but pure antique. After all, even an inconspicuous teacup has a history older than the age of the United States.
Sitting here drinking with the regent of the Qing Dynasty, Baker Richardson had the illusion of traveling through hundreds of years and returning to the 17th century.
If all the things in this room were auctioned, it would be enough to cover the financial expenses of the Superpowers Association for two years...
Dorgon, who was wearing a melon cap, a black coat, and a long braid hanging down the back of his head, took a sip of tea and said to Baker Richardson next to him: "Do you think Bao Ze can see through your arrangement? See through that impostor’s identity?”
Baker Richardson also took a sip of coffee and his eyes fell on the Kusanagi sword at his feet. "These are not important. What is important is that I have to convince those hesitant members of the parliament early to agree to the cooperation between the Superpowers Association and Baoze starts the war.”
"The leader of the dignified organization was trapped in the Far East and was being hunted. How can this still not make the Superpower Association and its affiliated forces unite and march eastward?" Dorgon clicked his tongue twice and stroked his mustache: "You, the United States, The system really makes people laugh or cry."
Your feudal system is also dregs in our eyes... Baker Richardson complained in his heart.
But we have to admit that no system is perfect, and there are strengths and weaknesses. From this, it can be concluded that men are imperfect creatures.
"After all, this is an important decision that affects the relationship between the two countries, and those capitalists who are accustomed to comfort will not agree to go to war with Baoze before they see enough benefits."
Having said this, Baker Richardson glanced at Dorgon, and his hint was already obvious.
"I agree with your idea. If you want the horses to run fast, you have to feed them." Dorgon said with a smile: "You can spread the news about the fruit and tell the affiliated forces of the Super Power Association. I'm sure They would be very interested."
"But remember, the law is not spread to the six ears. The news must be spread, but it cannot be spread to the whole world." Dorgon warned.
A superpower association or an American blood community is the limit that Dorgon and Qingshi can tolerate. No matter how many there are, they will still be frightened. For example, the European blood community, for example, there is also a Yakuza African blood community, such as Countries in the world may seem small in size, but when gathered together, they form a huge force that cannot be ignored.
Once too many forces are involved, the situation will become uncontrollable. People's hearts are always the most difficult to figure out and control.
Not all forces want fruits. There may be vampire forces that join forces with Baoze and then ask for other rewards. In this case, the advantage they finally gained will be unstable.
For the same reason, Baoze would not spread the news about the fruit widely. Among other things, just choosing the battlefield in China would be unbearable for them.
Moreover, there may not be as many forces seeking cooperation as there are forces competing for the fruits. Now there is at least a chance to make a comeback and compete. However, if the blood circles of various countries are involved, then Baoze will have no choice but to resign himself to his fate.
"I understand." Baker Richardson responded calmly.
The other party is not interested in the superpower association behind him. That is the help Po Jun and Dorgon want. However, in the end, those guys are just cannon fodder and pawns.
Baker Richardson knows this too. But what does it matter? This is what he thinks. He needs cannon fodder and pawns to charge into battle for him.
But the cannon fodder and pawns cannot die before the decisive battle. After all, they still have to help them defeat the two masters.
When thinking about the fruit, one has to imagine what will happen after getting it.
Let’s go back to the eighteenth century first, kick the founder of Luo Ying Shen Ax away, and treat him as the founding emperor.
Then go back to the Middle Ages, leading a series of cross-era trends such as the Renaissance and later the Industrial Revolution.
After you get tired of playing, it seems that the times are not so good if you go forward. Europe before the Middle Ages was not beautiful at all. But it doesn't matter, he can go to other ancient civilizations.
Play through the entire history of mankind.
"Your Majesty the Regent, if you get the fruit, what will you do?" Baker Richardson stopped his divergent thoughts and couldn't help but ask the old man next to him.
Dorgon was stunned. He didn't expect him to ask this question, but it didn't hurt to talk about it: "Of course it was back to when I was in my prime... No, back to when I was young, if I behaved like that at that time, Even better, the Qing Dynasty was mine from the beginning. I will rule the later Qing Dynasty for three hundred years. Based on the Qing Empire, I will fight against Tsarist Russia in the north, South Asian countries in the south, Goryeo and Fusang in the east, and Europe in the west. .. ..and then unify the world.”
Baker Richardson shook his head: "Unifying the world is meaningless. It is an outdated idea. To truly control the world, you only need to control the economic lifeline and let the governments of various countries work for you without being responsible for their citizens. This is The ideal is to unify the world. If they were all included in the territory, the management aspect alone would be heartbreaking..."
He felt that he should have used the word correctly.
Dorgon said disdainfully: "To dominate the world is the pursuit of a king. What do you, a young boy with yellow hair, know?"
Baker Richardson could respond to anyone in the world who criticized him like this, but when Dorgon said this, he was speechless. When a person is famous in the Far East, his great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather may still be a candy with a fishy smell.
But Baker Richardson, who comes from the most powerful country on the planet, has sufficient modern theoretical knowledge to refute him: "Believe me, unifying the world is definitely a self-destructive idea. It is not that someone will destroy you, but self-destruction. Even if there is Fruit, even if you can go back in time, no matter how many times you try, you will never succeed.”
The two argued for a few words, then suddenly fell silent. They looked at each other and looked away.
This kind of behavior of having sweet dreams before the war really doesn't match their personality and is a bit embarrassing.
In order to relieve the embarrassment, Baker Richardson coughed: "The one who wants to get the fruit wants to go back to ancient times?"
"Maybe, but in this case, the state of the earth will go back and human civilization will be destroyed."
"This is really...impermissible." Baker Richardson took the opportunity to alienate.
"I'm curious about a question," Dorgon said, not falling for the trick. "If we could go back to ancient times, when the fruit was born, would there be two fruits?"
This... Baker Richardson is undoubtedly a scumbag. After all, the tragic experiences in his childhood and the bloody experiences in his youth prevented him from having the opportunity to receive a good education like others.
But he had been in a high position for many years and was well-informed, so he subconsciously sensed something was wrong.
"Perhaps the time of the fruit is different from what we thought." Baker Richardson pinched his chin: "If we go back to ancient times, wouldn't there be two fruits? If we go back and go back again, wouldn't there be countless fruits? This is obviously impossible. It defies physics."
"How can we learn about things?" Dorgon frowned.
"physics."
"What theory?"
"physics."
"Physics what?"
"..." Baker Richardson waved his hand: "Nothing."
Anyway, there is plenty of time, and if he doesn’t understand, naturally there are people who do. There are many scholars studying time, and the United States leads the world in the academic field.
At this time, the sound of footsteps came from a distance, and the two people's ears twitched, and at the same time they fell silent and stopped talking.
After a while, one of Qingshi's puppets walked in: "Baoze has made some moves."
It stopped, glanced at Dorgon and Baker Richardson, and instead of sitting in the guest seats, it called for a chair and small table next to it, and sat opposite the two people: "The Lord of the Pantheon Palace put the evolution The meat is shared with Baoze."
"According to Baoze's background, there will be at least another half-step master."
Dorgon roared: "Three more half-step masters will not be able to close the gap between the Buddha's head and the fallen Buddha."
After a pause, he immediately asked: "What's going on with those half-step masters in Europe?"
This question of yours has somewhat damaged the momentum just now. Are you going to slap yourself in the face instantly
Baker Richardson muttered disdainfully.
The young master smiled half-heartedly: "Don't tell me you don't have spies in Europe. Don't worry, as long as they don't appear in front of the public for a day, no matter what the reason, I will treat them as if they came to China secretly."
At this time, Baker Richardson frowned and said: "Evolutionary meat?"
"It is the remains of a master. Taking its flesh and blood will enhance the proportion of the ancient demon's genes, so that the abilities and power will skyrocket. Evolution will be achieved." Qingshi explained: "That guy did not escape from the Palace of the Gods. Back then, I tricked Li Wuxiang and asked him to bring him out secretly. I didn’t expect him to be brought out, and by the way, he also brought out the Lord of the Ten Thousand Gods Palace..."
"If the evolved meat fell into my hands and cooperated with my parasitic ability, I would have unified the blood world long ago. Maybe now you and the Lord of the Palace of the Gods are discussing how to kill me." It joked without hesitation.
Baker Richardson breathed a sigh of relief. He just enhanced his abilities and strength, so he didn't have to worry about being promoted to the Yakuza after swallowing the meat of evolution.
The Ultimate Path is a kind of balance. This state cannot be achieved by simply accumulating strength. On the contrary, if the three elements of energy, energy and spirit cannot be coordinated, and there is a huge gap between one or two, you will never be able to step into the Ultimate Path.
If any of the master's relics can be obtained, they can easily dominate the vampire world... These guys are the greatest wealth since the birth of the earth.
Baker Richardson thought of the two master sloughs on Li Xianyu. It was a waste of natural resources.
"Didn't you say that the relic cannot be killed, has self-awareness, and cannot be controlled? What happened to the relic in the hands of the Lord of the Palace of the Gods?" Baker Richardson thought of this.
"Others can't do it, but of course the master can. Grind away the will, integrate it into the body, suppress it with your own power, and cut off the possibility of it becoming conscious. This is what we can do in our time, a way to kill the opponent." Qing Shikai He laughed, and his voice, which was indistinguishable from male to female, was extremely permeable, "But this is thankless. You need to spend a lot of energy to suppress the slough, which will give other masters an opportunity to take advantage of it."
"What about the remaining sloughs in Li Xianyu's body?" Baker Richardson frowned, thinking to himself that Li Xianyu was a half-step master, how could he suppress two remaining sloughs
But he quickly figured out the reason: the Sword of Qi and the Black Water Spirit Pearl.
"The Sword of Qi is designed to defeat the Lord. The sword is embedded in his Dantian. What remnant dares to bite back? Besides, the Dragon Ball not only contains part of the power of a real dragon, but also the power of an unparalleled fighting spirit. That woman..." Dole Gun sighed, feeling like he was trapped in a cocoon of regret: "In the field of supernatural powers, she is the most talented blood descendant I have ever seen."
The good thing is that the Dragon Balls solidified her abilities, allowing her to advance to the pinnacle of the extreme realm, while also restricting her enhanced abilities.
If she uses her own talent to reach the pinnacle of the extreme realm, and then uses it with terrifying enhanced abilities, I can't imagine what level of combat power she will reach.
Baker Richardson suggested: "Since the three members of the Holy See have not arrived in China yet, we might as well strike first and kill them. This will cut off the possibility of the Holy See and Baoze joining forces."
"Three and a half steps to the pinnacle of Ji Dao, tsk, they are still at the headquarters of the Holy See. They must also be proficient in combined attack skills, but they are much more difficult to deal with than the three of Li Xianyu. What is the point of provocation? We cannot leave China for a long time now." Dorgon shook his head:
"The Po Army's combat power has not yet been fully restored. Even if we want to eradicate the Holy See, it is not now."
However, the Qingshi's recovery time will not be too long. It only lost one clone, and the other two clones were injured, not dead. Recovery is relatively easy.
Baker Richardson realized that the fruit might be ripe at any time. Dorgon and Pojun did not tell him this, they just said that the fruit was about to mature.
"There is another piece of information," Qingshi said: "Baoze has made some moves recently. My puppet discovered that Baoze's elites are gathering in Zhejiang Province, at the Niushan Scenic Area. In addition, there are also various strategic weapons being transported. "
"A ridiculous plan, preparing to lead us into the Palace of the Gods?" Baker Richardson sneered.
Baoze obviously wanted to set the battlefield in the Palace of the Gods and lure them into it, and there must be strong fire support inside. The half-step masters of the European Vatican were not invited over, maybe because the Vatican did not agree, or maybe because they were afraid of alerting the enemy. After all, it would be too obvious, and even fools would be fooled.
"What do you think?" Dorgon frowned and asked the young master.
"Let me wait and see what happens first, let me get more information, and then discuss countermeasures." Qingshi said.
I wish everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival. Remember to reunite with your family. I also went home today, drinking porridge while reunited with my family (Ｔ▽Ｔ)
My condition was not very good. I had a headache after drinking plain porridge for a day. In addition, I didn't eat salt for a day, and my hands and feet were weak and weak.
(End of chapter)