Ruzius had practiced the method of disguising his emotions in the temple, so all his thoughts were not captured by Arecio. Arecio finished reading Rose, and before he could stand up from the ground, he suddenly heard the doorbell.
Rutius glanced down at the time.
"The coffin repairer seems to be at the door."
"???"
"Wait." Arecio looked solemn, and he thought he had heard it wrong.
"You called someone... to repair the coffin?"
"Well." Seeing that Arecio really didn't want to continue playing with him, Ruzius tidied up his collar and affirmed, "Isn't the cover broken? I hired the best repair shop and designer, and it won't be damaged. The appearance of this precious cultural relic can also be customized with a coffin butler."
Arecio was dumbfounded.
"...Little housekeeper?"
Why do you need a housekeeper to sleep in a coffin? !
"You can record visitors, you can also monitor the quality of sleep in real time, there are waveforms of respiration and heartbeat..." He stopped himself halfway through, and looked up at Arecio.
Arecio looked at him indifferently.
"Two straight lines, understand?" he said indifferently, "whether it's breathing or heartbeat, it's two straight lines, understand?"
"… "
"After fixing it, move it to your room."
"… OK."
After a while, the doorbell rang again tremblingly. Arecio didn't intend to continue chasing the neurotic. On a rare day off, he might as well play two games with the newly bought game console. The newly bought machine was still sent by Andre, and it was finally for all ages. Arecio poked a highly rated horror game to open.
The living room was filled with the sound of howling and howling.
He was so engrossed in his play that he seemed to be coming over halfway through his neuropathy to ask the coffin housekeeper's setup questions, such as how to respond when a visitor came. Arecio focused on the game and replied casually:
"Why bother to bother him when everyone is in the coffin and let him get out of the way."
"Did you hear that?"
[Hello, you have been sleeping for three hundred and forty-five years.]
[There are thirty-eight visitors during the period, and they have followed your instructions and let them all get out.]
Arecio shook his hand, and the game character was completely overwhelmed by the mobs.
He started another round angrily, and it was still the familiar location for attracting monsters, and the neuropathy came again.
"It's almost repaired, you go in and lie down?"
He concentrated on fighting monsters and asked a question casually.
"Slide flap?"
"Smart lift."
"???"
The game character is overwhelmed by mobs again.
I couldn't stay at home anymore. With such a crazy coffin-loving man, Arecio had to go to the center with his game records of countless deaths. At least he won't go back until the coffin is completely repaired, which means he won't be able to go back until around dinner.
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He walked in from the main entrance of the childcare center and went all the way to his room in the center. This road needs to go through the medical office. When he passed there, he couldn't help but think of Zhu Heng. The god plover, who always has candy in his pocket, is about to go to the dangerous place like the temple. Although this is Zhu Heng's own choice, he still wants to do something for Zhu Heng.
He sent a message to Marshal Olsen, and was about to go directly to the military headquarters, but was suddenly attracted by the figure in the depths of the medical department.
There are staff on duty at the medical section of the nursery center on weekends, but the smell is very unfamiliar to Arecio. He remembered that the military seemed to have indicated that it would arrange for personnel to be stationed in the center, but now it is a rest day. Normally, it should be a working day before officially taking office, right
He walked in quietly, and gently buttoned the open door.
"Do you want to see a doctor? If you want to use the instrument, you need to wait. The staff has gone to eat..." The blond young man sitting at the desk raised his head and got stuck the moment he saw Arecio.
"Ah... Your Highness Arecio?!"
He has a pair of very pure emerald eyes, with shiny blonde hair, his appearance is not eye-catching, but it is particularly comfortable. He stood up from his seat a little embarrassed, and closed the open file with one hand. There were still a lot of materials piled on the table. He tried to tidy up to make the table fresh, but failed.
"Ten, I'm very sorry, it's too messy..."
He was embarrassed for a while, suddenly remembered something, and took the initiative to take out his light brain to connect with Arecio.
"I'm not a suspicious person, you can check my information! I'm Noah, I used to serve in the military, after this incident..." Thinking of the previous disaster, he showed some sadness, and then reluctantly Cheer up, "Some military personnel will be assigned to appropriate positions to ensure the safety of the center. The medical department is of great importance, and I will be the head of the medical department in the future."
"It was supposed to arrive on a working day. I wanted to get acquainted with it first, so I came here ahead of time."
Arecio saw that Noah suddenly lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on the files on the desktop.
"But to be honest, I really... don't have the confidence to do as well as Doctor Wish." Noah smiled bitterly, "Although Doctor Wish was convicted, I still have to say that he is very attentive to every dark creature and has an independent Archives and records. For successors like me, these records have been of great help.”
Seeing that Arecio hadn't responded for a long time, he suddenly panicked.
"I'm very sorry, I said depressing words directly in front of you, I..."
Arecio shook his head, saying it was okay. His eyes skipped over the carefully written files, and then settled on Noah's face. He suddenly raised his hand and waved it in front of the opponent, and those clear emerald green eyes moved flexibly with his hand.
"Alessio... Your Highness?"
"It's nothing, it's hard for you, I'll let those children settle down."
Arecio smiled and made a request in the other's grateful eyes.
"By the way, can you draw some blood for me?"
Arecio did not play games this afternoon. After drawing blood from the nursery center, he took the tube of blood directly to the military headquarters, and met Zhu Heng by the way. He saw that Zhu Heng's mental state was good, at least better than he thought, so he gave the tube of blood to Zhu Heng with confidence, and set foot on the road home.
The blood of the blood clan is very special, such a small amount is not enough to complete the first embrace, but it is enough to save Zhu Heng's life at a critical moment.
He was actually in a good mood. After returning home, the coffin repairer had already left. He saw Neuropathy making dinner in the kitchen, so he skillfully teleported across the refrigerator, reached out and waved in front of Neuropathy.
The saint's eyes remained motionless, seemingly focused on the vegetables he was cutting, but he was paying attention to Arecio from the corner of his eye.
"Missing, you're going to do it?"
Humph.
"It's not fun at all, it's not as good as Noah."
The sage's vegetable chopping hand stopped, and finally asked a question.
"… Who?"
"You remember it, Noah," Arecio said, chewing a piece of bacon he stole from the bacon he was cutting, "I saw him at the nursery today, transferred from the military. I remember Your relationship was good before? By the way, his eyes can see."
The blind prophet of the temple, Noah.
"But..." Arecio stole another piece of meat and continued happily, "It seems that he has abandoned the magic stick to become a doctor now."
"... That's great." The saint continued to chop vegetables and patted away Arecio's outstretched hand.
"Huh? What's great? Isn't he divination?"
"Yes, but Noah's divination was accurate."
"… what?"
"Really, there is no one right. I have to go to the market with a crystal ball to make a living."
"… "
"But it shouldn't be like this now. Didn't I find a job in a childcare center?"
For the first time Arecio knew this kind of inside story, he was speechless for a while, and suddenly heard the neuropathy continue:
"Actually, what I care more about is not whether he has changed careers or not, but... the fact that so many souls have returned together." He stopped his vegetable-cutting hand, his eyes drooping slightly, "Aresi, we have known since childhood that people There is no reincarnation."
Yes, since Arecio's recovery, he has experienced many interesting works of this era, whether it is games or movies. There are some references to the concept of "reincarnation", where dead souls return to their loved ones through reincarnation. But in the world ten thousand years ago, even the children on the side of the road knew that the soul of the dead would no longer appear in the form of a living person, but would always linger on the bank of the Styx with infinite space.
Therefore, people took pity on the dead and created the festival "Resurrection Day". On this day, people will wear the mask of the dead and hold various activities on the streets, hoping that on this day, the soul of the dead can return to the earth and enjoy short-lived happiness. After that, the festival became bigger and bigger. After the Resurrection Day, the carnival was added. The previous day was a feast for the dead, and the next day became a celebration for the living.
Arecio has always felt that these two festivals are very gentle, and the boundaries between life and death are blurred in these two days, leaving only endless joy.
"Around us, the dead souls went up against the Styx and finally came to us again."
"Alessi, someone who can manipulate such a huge chessboard..."
The eyes of the saint are a little sharp.
"Only God."
Arecio's heart tightened, the gods had already escaped, and he could not interfere in the world easily. And being able to reach out and act on the supreme law of life and death is by no means an ordinary god. It is likely to be traced back to the ancient ones. Such gods have taken the initiative to send the souls of the past to them, showing their full support, the enemy they will face, I am afraid...
He heard the saint chuckle softly, and when he lowered his head, a sliced bacon had already been handed to him. The sage's knuckled fingers pinched the piece of bacon and shook it. Arecio instinctively opened his mouth to bite it, tugged it, but couldn't move it.
"… "
A dog is still a neurotic dog!
His heart was agitated, and he was about to pull hard when he suddenly pushed the bacon forward, pushing it into his mouth, rubbing the pulp of his fingers against his lower lip.
"It's still early, don't think too much, go to the living room and wait for dinner." As if nothing had happened, Ruzius still lowered his head to chop vegetables calmly, not forgetting to remind, "Remember to send a message to Ellie, she's there Seems like there are tickets for the premiere left for us."
Premiere...
"Hitomi finished the movie?"
"Well, it's in the review stage now, but internal tickets have already been distributed."
That really has to be seen. Arecio was distracted by this new news for a second. The neuropathy was right. Even if they were on a strange mission, that was something that God needed to worry about. God cannot come to the earth, and Arecio is confident that as long as he is below God, he can play and see.
He went to the living room, and in the kitchen, the regular sound of chopping vegetables suddenly stopped.
The saint raised his right hand and licked the pulp of his finger.
In the repair warehouse, Theo opened his eyes of different colors. He felt a strange liquid filled with energy all around him, so after the initial tension, he gradually relaxed. He has extraordinary attainments in mental power, and when he closed his eyes to sort out his mental power, he accidentally got some common sense memories.
Half an hour later, he opened his eyes again and rang the call bell from the inside according to the method he remembered.
Immediately, a staff member came to open the repair warehouse, and when he was fully tidy and leaned on the backrest of the hospital bed, another half an hour had passed. He calmly watched the staff member busy for him and smiled gently.
"Thanks a lot."
However, in the next second, the mental power he unleashed had already cut off the opponent's neck. Blood splashed out from the awning, and he stretched out his hand to the blood, intending to plunder, but what surprised him happened, the blood splashed to the ground, dyeing the snow-white ward into a dazzling scarlet.
In the mess in the room, he stared blankly at his hand. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his heart, and he had to gasp to relieve the pain, and then he realized that he was breathing.
… breathe? That was how many years ago.
The pain was at its peak, and he put one hand on his chest, where some black branches and leaves were swaggering open. These branches and leaves grew through his fingers, and when they were gradually able to be seen by him, a red blood rose suddenly bloomed. Looking at this familiar rose, he was stunned for a moment.
"Mr. Theo!" The woman's voice sounded, and he looked up at the door. The woman in the white dress ignored the mess in the room and ran towards him briskly.
"Sir, now you can't do it yourself, why don't you call me and let me do it for you?"
Theo ignored her completely, just held the rose tightly, shaking all over.
He remembered!
The blood clan with black hair and red eyes raised their black sickles icy, and the bright sunlight fell from above their heads. He threatened, begged, and his desire to survive made him exhausted all methods in the last few seconds, but those deep rose-colored pupils did not waver in the slightest.
—That killed him, his child.
Arecio!