The chat group of all gods in the world

Chapter 71 Exhibition and the Appearance of the Mysterious Queen
Thursday, October 10th, the day after the Tarot Club ended.

On Böklund Street, Klein was sitting on the sofa, reading the newspaper in his hand.

He turned down all the commissions in the past few days. In addition to preparing to make a new potion, he also had to go out to visit an exhibition and meet the daughter of an old friend of Brother Lu.

In terms of seniority, they should all be called uncle.

Looking up at the time, Klein got up and went out.

Wearing a black long dress, a silk hat, and holding a cane in his hand, he walked towards the Roselle Exhibition Grounds.

West District, King's Avenue, Kingdom Museum No. 2. Klein walked along the road signs. When he arrived, there was already a long line at the door.

The emperor is still so popular. Fortunately, these people can't recognize Chinese characters, otherwise I can't believe how devastated those who tattooed his diary on their bodies would be.

People were coming and going, and from time to time, people with Rosel's words engraved on them would squeeze past Klein, and they were all engraved in conspicuous places.

Even among the extraordinary people, some people regarded the words in Roselle's diary as ancient Hermetic language, believing that it contained mysterious power. Klein had seen people tattoo these words on their backs at extraordinary gatherings more than once.

Not to mention ordinary people, who use words as secret spells to ward off evil, to create mysteries, to strengthen virility, to help conceive, etc. However, strengthening virility and helping conceive might not be the real deal. Considering Lao Huang's style, Klein felt that his suspicion was a bit arbitrary.

A dense crowd of people was gathering at the entrance of the museum. Klein watched a man with a cool tattoo pass by him. It felt really good to see another one. The number of Roselle tattoos here was much denser than in other places.

But think about it, most of the people who can come to the exhibition are people who are interested in Roselle, so it is understandable that the proportion of tattoos is a little higher.

Klein could no longer hold back his embarrassment, and walked towards the dessert shop on the street. According to the agreed location, this was where the four of them would meet.

The aroma of cream and cake wafted over, causing Klein's nose to twitch subconsciously. For someone who loves gourmet food, this aroma was an irresistible temptation.

"Zhong Yue! Calm down!"

"It's just an ordinary trash can, full of other people's leftover food!"

"This is not your hometown. There is no food you want to eat here!"

As soon as he pushed open the glass door, Klein saw the scene in front of him.

Zhong Yue's eyes sparkled as he looked at the trash can next to the dessert cabinet with great interest. One foot had already taken half a step forward, and his upper body had already tilted forward 20 degrees.

His right and left arms were firmly grasped by Lu Heng and Da Gu, who were sweating profusely as they explained to him the differences in this world.

There are actually people who are so obsessed with trash cans. The multiverse is indeed all-encompassing. Klein quietly chirped in his heart.

Zhong Yue's world is also a vast and magnificent universe. Compared with mine, it is like heaven.

Klein had already read Zhong Yue's story and had a general understanding of that world.

"Luckily I had someone book the entire venue a day in advance, otherwise I would definitely be considered a pervert with some weird quirk."

Lu Heng exhaled lightly and joked with Klein.

Pulling the reluctant Zhong Yue over, the four of them sat on the round dining table near the dessert cabinet, which was already filled with the store's specialty desserts, including tiramisu, sabayon, mousse cake, syrup sponge cake pudding, fruit tart, and eclairs.
There were four more drinks, and in front of Klein was an extra-large glass of sweet iced tea.

Da Gu and Zhong Yue traveled through the chat group's dimensions and came to the mysterious world. Given their physical conditions, ordinary pollution would not do them any harm.

A miracle and a ray of hope, a little Thai king, unless an evil god of the old days personally interferes.

But the two of them will never leave Lu Heng's perception range from beginning to end. It would be very difficult to do something silently under the perception of the divine mind of a person at the pinnacle of humanity.

He is not Roselle. Even the Fallen Mother Goddess prevented him from having children.

Zhong Yue began to sweep the desserts on the table. He was previously in a quiet room in the Sword Immortal Sect, but after receiving the invitation from Klein and Lu Heng, he embarked on a secret day trip.

Of course, I have already informed Xinhuo before leaving. I will bring some back for everyone!! And my junior sister, I don’t know if she likes to eat these delicacies, so I will bring some back!
It's great to bring friends along, but the mysterious threat still exists and it's not a suitable place for a vacation.

Zhong Yue felt a little regretful, but he still expressed his understanding and encouraged Klein to strive to eliminate all threats one day.

Klein also promised Zhong Yue that when he punched Tianzun, kicked Adam, and scattered the original ashes, he would bring as many people as he wanted, with all the food and drinks covered, and there would be local specialties to take with him before he left! !

We ate and talked, from the beautiful scenery of Shenzhou on Ziwei Star, to the various Ultraman's special skills, from the various delicacies of the Northern Continent, to the beautiful scenery of the vast Milky Way.

As time passed, the sun rose high in the sky, and the four of them gradually took a rest and thought about today's exhibition.

The crowd outside gradually dwindled, and the host, Klein, led the other three people into the museum following the tour guide.

The tour guide was about twenty years old, with an excited smile on her face. It was not difficult to tell that she was a fanatical fan of Roselle.

She narrated Russell's life story in a moving voice, while the four people's eyes were all on the booth behind her.

Zhong Yue looked at the gorgeous toilet with great interest. It was luxurious and every inch was carved with patterns and designs, and it sparkled with an artistic atmosphere under the light.

But doesn’t Russell’s butt feel uncomfortable when he goes to the toilet?
The four of them slowly came together and discussed the comfort of going to the toilet.

"After passing through Emperor Roselle's first exhibition hall, we are now seeing the second exhibition hall. The main exhibits in this exhibition hall are manuscripts and originals related to Emperor Roselle!"

"Every page and every word embodies the hard work of the greatest genius in human history!!"

Well, you are such a crazy fan, it feels like you are glowing when you are telling the story.

"Here is also displayed the mysterious notebook of Emperor Roselle, written in symbols he created himself. Countless linguists, historians, and mechanics are flocking to this notebook. They firmly believe that this notebook contains the most important secrets of Emperor Roselle!!"

"Of course, if I were to guess, it might be a symbol of communication between Emperor Roselle and the person he loves most in his heart. It is difficult for them to cross the gap between the human world, so they can only use this symbol to express their love."

Love brain fork out! !

After Lu Heng and Klein explained the various meanings, he successfully understood what was written in Russell's diary.
Then he ran to the corner, squatted down, held his stomach and laughed.

Klein and Lu Heng looked at each other, forcing themselves to suppress the twitching of their lips, and resisting the urge to look at Rosellena's dog-like handwriting, and continued to follow the guide down.

After looking at the love poems of Russell Yeats and various "original" novel manuscripts, we went to the "Household Items" display case.

The person they were waiting for was standing quietly in front of the display case, looking at the chess sets, Legos, and textbook-like books.

The tour guide's figure gradually disappeared, and the crowded tourists, noisy footsteps and conversations were all isolated behind him as if a curtain was pulled back.

Zhong Yue's footsteps gradually approached the woman's back. He looked at her curiously. She was tall and had long chestnut hair that fell to her waist. Her figure was perfect as if it was molded according to the proportions. She was wearing a sweet yellow cake skirt with a black soft hat. The fine tulle hung down, covering part of her face.

As if she noticed someone was watching her, she slowly turned around.

"Hello, Huang Beibei."

Lu Heng said this in pure Chinese, and Bernadette's expression changed unnaturally.

The familiar accent triggered memories of her childhood.

"Hello, niece."

Klein said this in pure Loenese. Bernadette's face remained calm, but doubts and interest arose in her heart.

"uncle?"

The corners of Bernadette's mouth curved slightly, revealing an impeccable smile as she responded to Klein.

(End of this chapter)