"Noah, are there other humans on the Ark besides you and me?"
After Silas realized that what he was looking for was the truth, he confirmed it with Noah in front of him.
"I'm the only one awake. Follow me."
After Noah finished speaking, he walked in front to lead the way, leading Silas to the top of the ark.
Silas discovered a small detail: the animals only moved around on the two bottom floors, and there were no signs of any animal activity on the way to the top floor.
The information Noah revealed was also very strange, but Silas soon understood what Noah meant.
What appeared in front of us was a row of square cabins that were obviously out of place in the current era, or it would be more appropriate to call them sleeping cabins.
The design of the sleeping cabin gives it an overall sense of science fiction. Even Silas, who lived in the eighteenth century and witnessed the Industrial Revolution, could not recognize what technology was used in the sleeping cabin.
Silas walked forward and tapped gently on the glass of the sleeping pod.
A burst of electricity rippled from it, sending a stinging pain to Silas's fingertips.
"Oh, no matter who it is, once they touch this thing, they will pull their hands back. Monkey suffered a lot at that time."
Noah said with a smile as he looked at Silas who retracted his hand.
"All of them?"
Silas asked confused.
"My children and my wife are also sleeping in here.
Only when the water recedes will they wake up.”
Noah said helplessly.
“Why don’t you open these quarantine hospitals?”
Silas noticed Noah's helplessness and thought of this problem.
Being alone for such a long time, if it were him, he would have almost gone crazy, but Noah held back and did not do so.
"I can't. This is a gift from the Lord. This is also the Lord's order. I can't resist it. Following it is the truth."
Silas saw the enthusiasm on Noah's face and was a little confused.
"The master you are talking about is the Holy Light?"
After much consideration, Silas finally asked this question.
But the next scene was something Silas couldn't understand.
He saw Noah's mouth opening and closing, obviously answering his question, but he could not hear any sound, as if his ears were covered.
After Noah answered, he stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Silas.
"Kid? Are you listening to me?"
"Oops, I was distracted."
Silas scratched his head and looked at the row of cabins flashing strange lights with confusion.
The glass on the cabin blocked the view inside, and only the occasional flashes of light danced across the glass.
"Okay, but remember, don't doubt the Lord. The Lord is absolute."
After Noah said this, he left Silas alone on the top floor and slowly walked down the stairs.
"Domination is absolute?"
Silas repeated the words in a low voice.
He carefully surveyed every corner of the top floor and observed every cabin, but found nothing.
There is no pattern in the flow of light on the glass of the quarantine cabins; every cabin is exactly the same.
After making sure there was nothing to gain, Silas walked down from the top floor to the second floor.
What came towards him was the enthusiastic pounce of Monkey. If it weren't for the smell of urine on his body, Silas might have caught Monkey.
The monkey missed his attack and scratched his back after landing. His smart eyes turned and he grinned at Silas.
"Chichi! Chichi!"
Silas does not have Noah's ability to understand animal language. The ability of the spirit keeper to communicate with souls seems to be suppressed in Sennet's world. Now he is more like an ordinary person.
When the monkey saw Silas standing in front of him woodenly, he scratched his head and gently climbed onto Silas' body.
"Hey, it's itchy."
Silas couldn't help but say.
The monkey grabbed Silas' hair on top of his head and rode on Silas' neck.
"Oh, be gentle!"
Silas cried out in pain as his hair was grabbed.
"Chichi! Chichi! Chichichichi!"
Monkey pulled the hair on Silas' head hard to the right. Silas took a few steps to the right due to the pain, while Monkey relaxed a little in satisfaction.
Silas realized that the monkey was using this method to show him the way. Although he didn't know where to go, Silas didn't feel any malice from the monkey.
Under the guidance of the monkey's battle to catch Aho-Mao, Silas came to a separate small room.
The monkey jumped off Silas lightly, fiddled with the door a few times, and then slipped in.
After a sound of rummaging through boxes and drawers, the monkey sneaked out holding a green fruit that Silas had seen before.
The monkey looked very funny as it stood on its two feet and trotted awkwardly.
After Monkey came out of the room, he stuffed the fruit into Silas' arms, smiled at him foolishly, and chirped a few times.
"Is this for me?"
Silas asked confused.
Monkey climbed onto Silas' shoulder and nodded to him.
"Isn't this bad? Last time Noah seemed to value this fruit."
"Chichi! Chichi!"
The monkey forcefully stuffed the fruit into Silas' pocket, and the monkey stopped making a fuss.
There were sporadic footsteps coming from the corridor not far away, and it was obvious that Noah was walking in this direction.
Sure enough, after a while Noah came here and saw Silas and Monkey.
"Kid, what are you doing here?"
Noah was obviously a little alert. He saw the door was not closed and probably guessed what was going on.
"Uh, Monkey pulled me here and stuffed this into me."
Seras honestly took the green fruit out of his pocket, but when Monkey saw it, he turned his head away in anger.
Noah's face changed. Noah, who had always behaved like a good guy, became a little irritable at this moment.
He clenched his fists, his face flushed with anger, and a fire seemed to burn in his eyes.
But after taking a few deep breaths of the humid air, he regained his composure.
“Give it to me, kid.
This is not something you should be exposed to.
This will bring disaster upon you.
Give it to me. "
Noah repeated both sides to me in succession. It was obvious that this was a relatively important thing, and its importance even made Noah want to kill him.
Noah had not shown this attitude when the monkey had taken the fruit away previously, and Silas realized that the fruit might hold a secret.
At this time, Silas threw the fruit to Noah and asked him in a low voice,
"But can you tell me what this is?"
"The time has not come yet. No one should touch it except me now."
Noah carefully put away the fruit and glared at the monkey fiercely.
"Don't try to get in again."
Noah gave some instructions and went in with the fruit.
He saw the messy room and was obviously helpless.
After some sorting, Noah hid the fruit carefully this time.
——
"Your Majesty, your birthday banquet has been arranged. This time, we will invite elites from all walks of life to come and congratulate you. We will definitely not let you down."
An eunuch dressed in servant's clothes knelt on one knee in front of Frederick with a fawning look on his face, just like a puppy trying to wag its tail for its master.
“Well, the mood of the nation has been rather low since my father passed away, and we need a reason to cheer the people up.
This birthday party must be held in a grand manner, understand?"
Frederick leaned on the throne, sideways, with one hand supporting his head and the other hand flipping through the files hidden by the old Emperor William.
Ever since Victoria revealed her identity to him, Frederick has longed for eternal life.
Frederick understood the frailty of being human better than anyone.
He had been to the battlefield and seen the blood spurting out the moment a bullet passed through a body.
He poisoned his own father and knew that no matter how strong a person is, they cannot resist a humble poison.
He had witnessed assassinations happening around him and understood the sorrow of human beings on the edge of a knife.
But is it easy to pursue eternal life
In ancient times, emperors in the far east sent out fleets to search for the elixir of life.
In Rome, Julius Caesar also sought the help of alchemists.
These great men, strong enough to leave their names in history, eventually fell in the long river of time and turned into a handful of earth.
Although they have stunning imperial tombs, they can never achieve immortality.
However, the dynasties they founded all collapsed under the erosion of time and were no longer glorious.
Frederick is an ambitious man, and joining the Yellow Group behind Victoria is only the first step of an expedient plan.
Only by understanding it can you master it.
On the long table of the throne were files related to the mysterious side. These files, which should have been secretly destroyed, were collected by Frederick.
The more he read, the more frightened he became. It turned out that so many terrifying and mysterious events had occurred within the country, and so many forces were hidden behind the events.
The Yellow Group, the Mysterious Investigation Bureau, the Cult of Cthulhu, the Interstellar Wisdom Society, behind these names are forces unknown to the world, forces that can subvert Frederick's rule.
An idea suddenly came to Frederick's mind. Although it was crazy, it stimulated him all the time.
"I want to be the true king, the king who rules over these forces.
Either surrender or perish!"
Among all the forces, Frederick discovered that the weakest one was the Yellow Group. The events of Luxor Castle were recorded completely in the files.
The entire group was severely damaged by a wrong summons. Fortunately, Frederick only temporarily accepted the identity of a peripheral personnel and did not fully join the Yellow Group.
He was unwilling to be a puppet of the Yellow Group in front of the public, so he focused on becoming himself.
"Someone come."
Frederick rang the bell on the table and called softly.
"Your Majesty, what do you want?"
An agile secret guard jumped down from the beam of the palace and stood respectfully behind Frederick.
"Help me contact some people, don't let Victoria know."
Frederick calmly threw one of the files behind him, and the secret guard gently reached out to catch it.
On the file, written in red ink, was EOD.
——
The sun was high in the sky, bringing a hint of warmth to the busy streets of Munihei.
EOD's fish stall was no longer in front of Einstar's house. After suffering a loss last time, they had to move far away.
Boxes of chilled fish and seafood were placed in wooden boxes and transported to the streets. Several good-looking women were selected by EOD to serve as staff members shouting on the streets.
The slightly revealing clothing these young women wear makes them inadvertently reveal some scenery that excites men who think about their lower bodies.
This is the latest method that Coreya has come up with to recruit strong men.
Judging from the number of people queuing, this method seems to be quite effective.
"Ms. Keleiya, please accompany me."
A homeless man in plain clothes came up behind Keleya and spoke softly.
Feeling the hardness from her back, Coreya knew without turning around that it was a flintlock rifle.
"A flintlock like this isn't something a tramp can get. Who are you?"
Ke Leya didn't look back or struggle, she just asked calmly.
"Don't make it hard on me, this is my job.
I don't know if I'm going to lose control of my finger and pull the trigger in the next second, understand?"
The man dressed as a tramp replied coldly.
"You can't keep pointing the gun at my back, can you? It doesn't look very pretty."
Coleiya shrugged helplessly.
The homeless man behind her took two steps back after hearing what she said, but still pointed his gun at Ke Leya.
"Don't shout, just follow my instructions.
If you're up to no good, I don't mind giving you a ride."
The tramp said coldly.
"Please give me your instructions."
Ke Leya put her hands in her pockets and walked in front with her head down.
"Hey, where are you going, Coreya?"
One of the girls who was recruiting new members noticed what Ke Leya was doing and asked.
"Oh, nothing, I'm just a little tired, so I went out for a walk to relax.
Keep working hard."
Coleiya replied with a smile.
"Oh, come back soon."
The girl working waved to Keleiya, and the man next to her stared at the swaying figure, almost drooling.
Coreya took a few steps forward, followed closely by the tramp. At an empty street corner, there was a carriage parked.
“Please get in the car.”
The tramp said something and opened the door of the carriage.
Coreya glanced at the carriage. Although the emblem on the carriage was covered with black cloth, it revealed a lot of information.
Keleya smiled, as beautiful as a blooming ephemeral flower. She gently touched her hair by her ears and got into the carriage gracefully.
"Your Majesty Frederick wants to see me, why not give me a chance to dress up?"
Ke Leya looked at the homeless man who got on the bus and asked meaningfully.
"The EOD guys are really smart."
The tramp praised.
"Just for a moment, I hope you won't try to be clever.
Your Majesty does not like cunning women."
"Well, I'll just pretend to be stupid. Look, I look so pitiful, am I not beautiful?"
The homeless man ignored her and continued to point the gun at Coleiya's chest.
"Tsk, that's boring."