musicians of old

Chapter 779 It’s a Reunion
This swing is woven with vines and maple wood, dotted with colorful flowers, and bees and butterflies flutter around it.

Everything is reminiscent of the back garden of the villa in the Steinacher Mountains.

"Ms. Nisemi, I have explained! We are Theolian's advance special force responsible for the logistics and transportation support of the 'X Coordinate' investigation plan!"

The generals in the army called out again.

"We are receiving instructions from the rear at any time. The leader and Mr. Fanning will arrive soon. There will be more troublesome transportation and packaging work later. In order to save time, we must check in advance whether the other three pieces of "material debris" are buried in the area behind you!"

"Oh, so that's why. Then you come and check it out. Go ahead and try."

The girl obviously didn't believe it. She fiddled with her hair and smiled gently.

In a corner next to the light curtain, more than ten bodies had already fallen straight down, their stiff death state looked like they had been killed by touching a high-voltage power grid. This made everyone hesitant and fearful, and no one dared to move forward rashly.

"Get out of the way." A voice sounded.

Fanning's figure appeared out of nowhere behind the soldiers.

The general was stunned for a moment, then saluted, and then the crowd parted to make way.

"Joan, I'm here to take you out," Fanning said.

Joan was also stunned. At first she thought it was another crude trick played by the other party.

But the voice I heard at that moment, and the person who appeared in front of me
"Sir, be careful"

The general's reminder turned into an exclamation, but Fan Ning stepped directly into the pink light curtain as if nothing had happened.

Fan Ning raised his hand, and in the deep pit at the center of the projection, the shattered cell phone turned into a black line and flew out.

At the same time, surrounding this black line, there are two objects flying in a spindle-shaped trajectory.

A stream of spring water with a brilliant halo of seven colors, and a thick mist that looks like red wine and blood.

"And the wreckage of the 'Hidden Light', June, give it to me," Fanning said.

"No, Carloen, you are right, but I don't understand the current situation. Has the tide in the abnormal area really receded? I thought it was just some continuous flashes and hallucinations in my mind that were of the nature of a trap. How could there be such a violent ebb tide? It has reached the core area. Are they right? Are you their superior now? Do you need to carry these wreckage into the 'ring ruins' now?"

The girl stopped swinging on the swing, looked at Fanning who was gradually approaching, frowned, and asked a series of questions.

Fanning just stretched out his right hand the next moment.

It was so much like when he was a student at St. Lenya's University, in Cedar Square in the neighborhood, facing the lord's private carriage parked on the side of the road with the curtains raised, and the hand extended to him.

Joan was stunned for a moment.

She didn't know what she was thinking, but she reached out and jumped off the swing.

After just a quick look, she discovered that Fanning must have undergone changes that she could not understand or grasp at all, a certain level of sublimation, an understanding of the essence of the secret history. He might have experienced more than one level of leap, even though he was not yet an Executor.

"Why didn't you contact me in advance?" she asked.

I have tried it before, and although it is troublesome, I can still get in touch with him.

“I had plans for after the holidays, but I didn’t expect so many things to happen, one after another, so quickly,” Fanning said.

"You need all the wreckage? You're going to take it in there?"

"Yes."

"Is this the liquidation and coercion of Poglelich?"

"Not really."

“Is that collaboration?”

“It doesn’t seem like it.”

".In short, some of these are your own ideas or arrangements."

".yes."

After a few brief exchanges and a few seconds of silence, Joan handed over the small wooden box in her hand.

Fanning thanked him.

"Qiong! Is it really you?" I heard Sheeran's voice from behind.

The two of them came down a little later than Fan Ning and just arrived near the light curtain at this time.

Joan and Sheeran, the two best friends, hugged each other. When was the last time?
It doesn’t count as a dream, it seemed to be the dawn of the premiere day of “Resurrection”, after the sudden change, Joan hurriedly explained to Sheeran.

Then he ran out the door, leaving behind his back
It’s been a long time, longer than Fanning’s unexpected departure and return.

"It's a reunion." Roy, who witnessed all this, was laughing.

Fanning was also forcing a smile.

A reunion at least, of course.

"Commander, what are your next instructions?" Several generals in Theolaine's army breathed a sigh of relief.

The mysterious "barrier" before him, the girl who looked so innocent yet scary, the extremely tense confrontation. Perhaps only the newly appointed member of the discussion group could resolve it easily.

"Where are those people?" Fan Ning asked.

"Well, you are the first to lead the team here." The general replied respectfully, "But I estimate that the members of the discussion group and other officers should be here soon."

"The artists will be coming down soon. They are a little tired. Let them settle down." Fanning walked through the team without looking back, leaving behind several generals who nodded in agreement.

Roy motioned to Sheeran and Joan to hurry up and follow Fanning.

"Can you tell me what happened? Has everything been a bit rough since he came back to the mortal world? But I feel like he has changed..."

Looking at Fanning who was walking through the camp and guard fortifications in silence, Joan couldn't help but ask.

"Not going well? On the contrary, everything is almost a miracle, a one-of-a-kind miracle that happens one after another." Roy responded with an admiring, proud but mixed smile.

"Qiong, you don't know that he has now been promoted to the level of 'Torchbearer', and he has taken a completely different path to climb up. He is only a 'conceptual time difference' away from being promoted to the real Order. Last night, or the night before, he was promoted by the authorities to join the discussion group, ranked second, and directly replaced Mr. La's seat. Oh, and you don't know how he became the 'Torchbearer'. The situation on the day when the festival ended was simply a series of shocking reversals."

Sheeran retells the story, from Fanning's strong appearance after her return to the honor after becoming the "New Moon"; from the drastic reform of the cinema chain to the spiritual explosion caused by "Tristan and Isolde"; finally, from the epic experience of "Scheele" and "Lavoisier", to the miracle of the "Trinity" tribute program at the end of the celebration.
"I am Fannin, Scheler, and Lavoisier. I am the first and the last. I am the beginning and the end. I am the one who fled and the one who returned. I am the one who was killed and the one who was resurrected."

Sheeran repeated Fanning's words as if he were interpreting an oracle.

Joan had only known some of the secrets about Fanning's role as "Schele" before, but she was not clear about what happened later, and she knew even less about "Lavoisier's" deeds. The more she listened, the more she felt palpitating, frightened, and shaken.

Just imagining the scene now and then, and the blow and subversion that people's spirituality received
"Then why does he still look so depressed?" Joan couldn't help but ask.

I regretted it after asking.

Doesn't she know what kind of personality Fan Ning has?

In this world, nothing gets better because of those efforts and miracles.

Furthermore, given the current situation and the possibility of the situation, even without much discussion, we can probably foresee about 70% of it.

The warning signs on the side of the camp close to the mountain cliff had been left behind, but Fanning was still walking out.

Until the abyss.

He sat down on the edge of a rugged rock, and Roy, Sheeran and Joan sat down one after another, with him on the far left.

Half of everyone's body, including their legs, was immersed in the colorful border of the abnormal area.

The cold wind blew the four people's clothes, and the ground under their feet was bottomless, with only the same colorful noise.

Weird scene, weird reunion.

But there is also a sense of "tourist" or "relaxation", which for a moment seems a bit disconnected compared to the tense and solemn military atmosphere in the rear.

"That swing just now was too short." said Fanning on the far left.

“Let’s make a longer one later.” said Joan on the far right.

Weird dialogue.

Not long after sitting down, Fan Ning supported himself with his right hand, lowered his body, and turned slightly backward and downward.

"Eh?"

Roy thought he wanted to lean on his shoulder for a while.

But he discovered that Fanning was looking closely at something on the ground.

A snail.

It seemed to be more active and excited than any snail I had ever seen. In just one minute, it crawled nearly half a meter on the stone.

What's more, what makes people feel cold all over are the tentacles on its head. The two originally slender tentacles are now exaggeratedly bulging. There is something extremely brightly colored that makes them appear to be wriggling wildly!