[Any: Our Majesty, if you eat everything, you will not suffer. That guy named Xu Bai is really uneducated, I really annoy him]
[Gululu: Cool! ! !]
[Firework Love: Who took the screenshot when His Majesty's filter halo was fully turned on just now? I was stunned and forgot to take a screenshot, please send me a copy to lick the screen, thank you, thank you]
[Agni: Just let him go, it's cheap for him. The guards should beat him up with a sack, and then transport the sack to the abandoned Saturn mine by interstellar flight.]
Wen Xingze had already dealt with this matter very quickly, and basically didn't give Xu Baijing much look. But the existence of Xu Baijing still makes many parents feel uncomfortable.
Who is that! They are both in their twenties, why is their cub so cute, good and kind, and why is that Xu Bai so annoying
So far, the first main mission has been completely completed, and the familiar system sound sounds:
"Congratulations to the parents, the current main quest has been successfully completed! Get skill points*1 and lottery ticket*1. Since both indicators of this task are overfulfilled, extra rewards are rewarded with lottery ticket*1."
This task was originally required to reach 1000 popularity points and gain the favor of two seniors in the industry.
But now Wen Xingze's popularity value has reached more than 1,300, and it is still rising, and the industry's seniors have also won the favor of three—Jiang Ye, Zheng Xiao, and Ryunosuke Inoshita.
There are rewards for completing additional tasks. It seems that this system still has a little bit of merit, the parents think.
…
Manly Hotel.
The 150,000-night presidential suite occupies the entire top floor of the hotel, with a duplex living room, a private garden, and a supporting entertainment room, exercise room, and bar. Because it was summer, the fireplace was not lit.
The entire decoration style is simple and elegant in the Japanese style, and there is no exaggerated and luxurious crystal lamp in Wen Xingze's imagination, but the details reveal extravagance and delicacy.
There is even a kitchen. Can people who live in the presidential suite cook for themselves and experience life
After Wen Xingze raised doubts, the foreman replied: "Although our chef is also a Michelin three-star chef, many customers still choose to bring their own private chefs."
Those born in these top wealthy families have expensive stomachs, and it's not that their own chefs are not used to the dishes, so the presidential suite of this level will be equipped with a kitchen.
Is this the happiness of the rich
Wen Xingze said, "Uh, I'm used to Michelin three stars."
The foreman: "Mr. Wen, you are joking. Your chef has arrived in the kitchen one hour in advance to prepare, and the ingredients brought in by air are also ready. You can choose to eat at any time."
That is a formidable craftsman, and the chefs of Manli all have to respectfully call out seniors when they see him.
Wen Xingze: "???" When did his family hire a chef
Twenty minutes later.
The open-air hot spring pool overlooks the entire capital, and the opposite financial building soars into the sky.
The theater version of Wen Xingze's favorite SpongeBob SquarePants is played on the circular projection theater. The three-dimensional 3D surround sound makes SpongeBob SquarePants feel more like a big movie.
Wen Xingze soaked in the open-air hot spring, drowsy, and the bath salt was his favorite lemon sea salt flavor.
He refused to think about how it all came about and how much it cost. It is said that there will be a masseur for the hot spring here, but Wen Xingze politely declined.
After a while, the foreman dialed in: "Mr. Wen, excuse me, your tailor has arrived. After you take a bath, I will arrange for him to come in."
Wen Xingze felt that he would not be surprised anymore: "A tailor?"
"Yes." Then the foreman explained, just like having a personal chef, these wealthy families generally seldom wear luxury brands that are sought after in the market, and they all have special designers in Munich or Milan, and tailors come to measure every quarter size.
"The twenty-three brand shop assistants that Manli has settled in are already waiting outside your door, carrying all the new season's styles, you can just settle in first."
Wen Xingze gave up thinking: "... Oh, fine, good."
After soaking in the hot spring, Wen Xingze took a simple shower, put on his bathrobe and went out. Sure enough, he saw twenty-three cabinet girls in the uniforms of various companies lined up in the living room.
The price tag is followed by a series of zeros.
Wen Xingze picked a set with the fewest zeros, thinking they would take the rest home. Unexpectedly, the cabinet sisters skillfully packed up the rest, leaving the bags and gift boxes behind, and the cabinet sisters left.
Wen Xingze: "..." Don't do that!
"Excuse me." Then the tailor came up to measure his shoulder width and leg length, and asked about his preferences, and then the tailor also left.
"Would you like to dine now?" asked the head waiter.
"Wait a minute," Wen Xingze saw a big gift box in the living room with 'to Zai Zai' written on it, "Is that for me?"
"Yes, the parents have prepared a lot of meeting gifts for you, and they are hidden in every corner of the room, waiting for you to discover."
The gift box is well unpacked, and there are many model parts inside. The concept drawing on the side shows that a scaled-down cloud palace can be assembled from these parts.
The concept map became more and more familiar, but he still couldn't remember where he saw it, a movie? animation
Wen Xingze put his hands into it, and it only took half a minute from getting started to giving up: "I will work hard for a whole year."
"We've got it ready for you," said the foreman.
The next second, the door of the presidential suite opened, and the CEO of Manli led a dozen executives in suits and ties into the room, nodding to Wen Xingze.
After a short meeting with the CEO projecting the model on the wall, the executives rolled up their sleeves and got to work without saying a word, except for the occasional whisper.
Half an hour later, the doors opened again and the executives filed out.
Leave the assembled palace model in place.
Wen Xingze: "..."
This, Wen Xingze really wanted to say that there was no need to be like this, but he really didn't know where to start.
The model is really big, 1.5 meters high, and the details are exquisite. Wen Xingze had to take a step back to see the whole picture of this 'palace' clearly:
The overall style is very similar to an ancient Greek temple, with a very high dome and a silver-white base, as if it is located on a snow-capped mountain. The door of the model can be pushed
Open, it is full of gold, agate, pearls... countless gold and silver jewels.
Next to the palace, the dragon sleeps with its wings folded.
It seems to be guarding the palace, but its posture is like a pilgrimage. The dragon crawled under the throne, bathed in the light of the sky.
Wen Xingze reached out to touch the tip of the dragon's nose.
At this time, he was the only one left in the empty room. He closed his eyes, and heard the sounds of waiters pushing the dining cart passing by, the cicadas and the traffic, and the unique sounds of the midsummer city all went away.
There seemed to be a loud and rushing wind in the barren snow in my ears.
That was around the time I started playing Desolation.
That winter, Wen Xingze and the Long Clan were almost desperate. The dragons huddled in their caves, their only king under their wings.
Unable to forage for food in winter, they can only survive the longest severe winter in history with the little food left.
Until the first day of spring. When Wen Xingze got up in the morning, he saw the seeds they planted before winter broke through the frozen soil of thousands of years ago, took root and sprouted.
It was like a miracle.
That was the only ray of life on this dying planet. Then from seeds to farmland and tribes, there are gradually alien businessmen coming and going to trade, and Wen Xingze accompanied the planet back from the dead.
Before leaving, he asked the Dragon Clan what building they wanted most on this land.
And the dragons replied without hesitation: "The palace."
— "On Dragon Star, His Majesty's palace must be very high, so high that no clouds can cover it, and it's so high that it can be seen at a glance from Capital Star."
So a palace was built.
The dragon family loves money like their lives, but at this time they don't hesitate at all. With golden walls, jade bricks and glazed tiles, they built a very tall palace on the top of the Kanka Mountains, the holy mountain of the Dragon Clan.
The day when it was completed was also the time when Wen Xingze was about to leave.
This was a palace built for him, but he only stayed for one night. He was reluctant to enter the bedroom, so he slept next to the French windows with the windows open.
Thousands of giant dragons lay crowded and clustered outside the palace. They were so big that they covered the entire Kanka mountain. The giant dragons are still used to raising one wing slightly when they are sleeping soundly, which is the posture they used to protect Wen Xingze in the cave.
When Wen Xingze left on the starship the next day, there was no Dragon Clan to see him off, they were not good at parting. And that night, Wen Xingze received a courier, which was a string of oddly shaped bracelets.
The bracelet is made of small discs of different colors. It is as shiny as shellfish, but it is uneven and has patterns.
Like the scales at the heart of a dragon.
The palace built is really tall, but it cannot be seen through the atmosphere, let alone the capital star? But for countless days and nights after that, when Wen Xingze looked up at Capital Star and looked up at Dragon Star, it seemed as if he could really see it.
The dragon soars beside the throne, bathing in the sky, waiting for the return of its master.
Through the clouds, through the sky.
Through immeasurable distances and ancient winds.
…
Memory comes back.
Wen Xingze exhaled lightly.
Turns out they were all real.
The indoor circular projection was turned on at some point, and the background was the familiar snow-capped mountains, and the wind was blowing.
Several big faces scrambled to get in front of the camera, like elders who learned to use mobile phones to talk to children for the first time, with an excited and excited tone:
"Your Majesty! Do you still remember me? I'm Astor, and I flew you past—" The golden dragon wanted to turn around to show the scales on its back, but was pushed away by the silver dragon Will.
Yinlong is a slow person. It can be seen that he has typed the draft for a long time, but he still stutters:
"I am Will, how are you over there, I miss you very much... no, I really want you to be happy, this time the plane was designed by me, me, me..."
"Will, you're wasting too much time!" A dragon yelled from behind, "Didn't you say that every dragon would take ten seconds? Everyone is still queuing up!"
Silver Dragon Will is followed by Emerald.
Fei Cui is a rare female dragon. She stared blankly at the camera for three seconds, then suddenly turned her face away. Wen Xingze saw her lift her wings and wipe the corners of her eyes.
"Jade, why are you chirping, it's obviously a happy time," another dragon in the line behind sniffed, forgetting that Jade was originally a female dragon, and said loudly on purpose, "Your Majesty, don't worry, we all very good."
Wen Xingze: "..." He lied, he was obviously about to cry.
"I want to say something."
After Wen Xingze finished speaking, the camera immediately became quiet.
The dragons all have big eyes, Wen Xingze looked at the pair of round and nervous big eyes, and suddenly wanted to laugh, but fortunately he held back.
He looked at the dragons.
Fresh and real.
It's not like virtual modeling at all, and it's not like any AI system.
Therefore, he was not the only one who put his heart and soul into it, and the days and nights he experienced were not just his own wishful thinking.
There should be nothing more exciting than this.
"I'm sorry, I didn't go to Longxing to see you often. Also, thank you... It's all true," Wen Xingze said, "I'm done talking, now I can start crying."
After three seconds of silence.
The decibels are enough to be recorded in the history of the cry, resounding throughout the Kanka Mountains.
Dragons: "... woo woo woo woo woo!!!"
at the same time.
The top floor of a high-end residential area not far from Manli.
Chi Yan rolled up his sleeves, holding the tablet with slender fingers, and the shadow cast by the bookshelf lingered on his brows and eyes.
He has a straight nose and wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. The fluorescent blue light from the screen is reflected on the lenses, adding a sense of indifference and coldness.
The loud cries of the giant dragons came from the Bluetooth speaker.
He was hiccupping while crying, and spit out a snot fire from time to time.
Chi Yan: "..."
He put down the tablet and picked up the phone that was set aside.
The dialog box is still blank, and stays at what the system sent when the friend was just added successfully:
"I have been verified by your friend, now we can start chatting."
The man's eyebrows frowned almost invisibly.