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Chapter 50 Mission and Banquet
Klein naturally knew that this was too far-fetched for several low-sequence Beyonders, but the arrival of doomsday was already destined, and he had to make sure they could take a step further in their original destiny and create more possibilities.

Brother Lu and I have planned so much, and this time we will not allow anyone to leave halfway.

"I know your request. My followers will help you solve it."

Mr. Fool looked at the Hanged Man who seemed to be hesitant to speak, and spoke mysteriously.

He naturally knew of the Hanged Man's desire to get rid of Qi Lingos, and he just needed a suitable reason to intervene so that the contestants arranged by Lu Heng could enter the arena, so as to avoid any sudden fluctuations in the torrent of fate.

That utopian writer was very sensitive. Klein even suspected that he was always in his sight.

Damn all voyeurs! Klein cursed angrily in his heart, restraining himself from thinking about his name.

"Prepare a reward that will satisfy him in advance."

"By the way, he has no shortage of potion recipes and extraordinary items."

No potion recipes or extraordinary items? So you're short of gold pounds?
The Hanged Man and Miss Justice both thought of this, and then began to sigh that Mr. Fool was really good to his family members, and even added a special sentence when he knew about the difficulties of his family members.

Yes, not only his family members, but even Mr. Fool himself survives on a salary of a few pounds a week.

Seeing the complicated looks from the people below, Klein did not explain.

Seeing everyone with different expressions, I didn't feel like continuing the party.

"Let's end the gathering here today." A distant voice came from the first seat.

"Follow your wishes!" ×3
The Hanged Man, Justice, and the Sun all stood up and replied.

A deep red light surged, covering the seats of several people, and then disappeared without a trace.

Mr. Fool waved his hand to disperse the gray fog, slumped in his chair, and relaxed his mind.

By the way, communicate with netizens in the chat group.

I am not a cat (Klein): @Ordinary people (Lu Heng) (Cat poking its head out)
Klein Attacked Lu Heng and carefully selected a suitable cat emoticon package from his hundreds of emoticon packages.

I am not a cat (Klein): Moses Moses? Yangtze River Yangtze River! I am the Yellow River! Do you get it? Over! (Call from Cat)

Klein solemnly and seriously typed out these few secret codes that were unique to netizens.

Ace pilot (Dagu): ??? What's up, Sora? (Ultra is puzzled) JPG.
Are you guys cosplaying some spy meeting activity? Da Gu silently complained and responded.

Ordinary person (Lu Heng): Yangtze River, Yangtze River! Yellow River, got it! Over! (passerby, serious)

The place where the spiritual world and reality meet, the core area of ​​Yunwu City.

Lu Heng was lying in a modern room of about 70 to 80 square meters, wearing pure white headphones. The game table in front of him was filled with various models and colorful light strips. A laptop with a Y-shaped overalls flash light was connected to the high-definition screen in front of him.

The screen above is showing a simulation business game.

There are dragon-scale-like patterns on the wireless mouse, and the crisp keyboard makes an ethereal rebound sound when you tap it.

He held a trachea inserted into the black bubbling water in his mouth and inhaled hard.

"belch"

“I didn’t expect that after such a long time, I could still enjoy such happiness.”

Feeling the taste of the happy sparkling water bursting in his mouth, Lu Heng couldn't help but sigh.

"cough cough"

The sound of a middle-aged man coughing came from the computer, which was the message notification sound of the old QQ.

I'm Not Meow (Klein): Everything is ready! Always ready!

There is no need for Mr. Azik to take action this time, the old man can just enjoy his retirement.

Anyway, Brother Lu has plenty of Palu, one is worth two, and they are all vying for the job.

Ordinary Man (Lu Heng): Got it! Let the plan begin!
Lu Heng moved the mouse, clicked on the orange sidebar next to the game interface, and slid down.

An interface appeared, with "Mission Released" written in simplified Chinese characters. [Release to: Louis Panormo]

[Are you sure: Yes]

[Task 1: After Qilingos completes the assassination, give him a humanitarian rest]

[Mission 2: Inform all the churches in the dioceses of Backlund of the news that the true Creator God's heir will be born in Tingen]

Drip
A beep sounds.

[The mission has entered the itinerary! ]

Sunset
The sun was half-set, hanging over the angled painting building.

In a certain market town, a bunch of couples chose to hold their weddings at this time.

They were the skeleton couple that Louis met on the road, members of the undead tribe.

Perhaps because weddings of the Undead are extremely rare in Yunwu City, all the idle people in the entire market came to watch the ceremony and offer their blessings.

It is not like the common festive bright red scene, or the pure white wedding dress in the sacred church, with the priest blessing and solemn oath.

Instead, a piece of tranquil and white moongrass surrounds the wedding ceremony site. The groom needs to find a few guests, ask them to offer their blessings and pick a moongrass to give to him.

In exchange, guests can naturally ask all kinds of difficult questions and even perform difficult and funny actions.

The groom and the groomsmen need to collect enough moongrass to weave into a crown to be successful.

As for why Louis suddenly came to the wedding?
To be honest, he had no idea why he had this magical tendency to go to banquets, but it was already lunchtime and he happened to be passing by, so it was reasonable for him to stop by the wedding banquet and send his blessings to the newlyweds.

So just as Louis was lining up behind the elves, tree men, ocelots and liches, preparing to go in for the banquet, he was pulled out by the groom.

I was dragged into the team by the newlyweds on the grounds that they had a protection period. Then I walked through the whole process as a best man without knowing what was going on.

"Hank boy! Why did you choose this time to hold the wedding? Does it have a special meaning for the Undead?"

A giant alchemical puppet asked as he poured a bottle of high-purity alcohol fuel into his mouth.

In fact, the Undead do not have strict regulations on these things, and the time of the wedding is up to the Undead themselves to arrange.

Dusk and sunset are the time when the sun and the moon alternate, the moment of reincarnation, and the place where all beings fall asleep.

It represents the burial of the old and the birth of the new. I hope it is the same for us! We each wake up from the decaying bones, and at first we are like a lonely traveler facing the world.

When we face the malice of strangers and the unfriendliness of the world, it is difficult for us to become a life with our own self and recognize our inner self.

We are lucky, we came to Yunmeng City! There is no injustice, no misunderstanding, no unbearableness here.

We don't need to be looked at strangely!
I got to meet my love!

Isn’t this a rebirth?
Hank raised the wine glass, motioned to everyone, and then drank it in one gulp. The clear wine flowed down his throat to his chest and abdomen. In the end, not a single drop was spilled, but turned into strands of light and seeped into his bones.

Louis's curious question finally got an answer. It turns out that this is how the dead drink! I've learned something new!

The wedding was over quickly and Louis was finally able to take a break.

He was wearing a moon-white suit, and his lean and muscular figure supported a unique elegant temperament. A bright red rose was inserted in his chest pocket, and golden spots of light were dripping on the rose like the sun's rays.

"Not bad! The gentle bookish scholar and the aloof reclusive aristocrat, the two temperaments blend together perfectly!"

Amy, squatting above the standing mirror, praised generously, her sapphire eyes shining for Louis at this moment.

"But what exactly is your identity? Are you the illegitimate son of that god?"

Amy suddenly blurted out.

As soon as the words left her mouth, Amy patted her head with her front paws.

(End of this chapter)