Those who face the wall, but are in the Nascent Soul stage.

Chapter 25 I Don't Care About the Lord

"A glass of wine."

Luo Qing really wanted to cosplay the aura of Kong Yiji waving nine large coins, but unfortunately his pockets were full of paper bills, which felt light and flimsy when patted, lacking the right feel.

A burly man with a full beard, resembling a Viking from a movie, looked at Xiao Zhenxing, who was diligently licking a lollipop, and hesitated before finally speaking in broken English.

"Brother...this child is too young to eat this."

The burly man pointed to the lollipop in Xiao Zhenxing's hand.

The burly man was also a father, and he couldn't understand why any parents would feed this to a child who hadn't grown any teeth yet.
“Oh, I didn’t bring a pacifier, just in case,” Luo Qing replied in Norwegian.

The communication became much smoother immediately.

Another old man with a scar on his face stood up and walked aggressively towards Luo Qing. Only when he got closer did he realize that the Asian man's face seemed somewhat familiar, as if he had seen him on television. However, he did not think much of it and instead mocked him in a nasty tone.

"This is not a place for stay-at-home dads."

"Uncle Milk".

Luo Qing corrected him, then slapped on a five-hundred-euro banknote.

"And I have money."

This left everyone speechless.

Dude, Norway hasn't joined the EU yet. Who are you going to give that euro to?
Even if you could use euros, who carries a 500-euro note around all the time? Is there anywhere you can use that outside of a bank?
And the key point isn't about money.

The scarred man shoved Luo Qing's five hundred euros back into his pocket with an unfriendly expression, and muttered in a low voice, "You bastard, haven't you noticed that this kid is seriously interfering with our weeding?"

Ok?
Luo Qing looked closely and indeed found that the strong smell of smoke in the room had lessened a bit. Those who were smoking marijuana stopped, those who were smoking put out their cigarettes, and even those who were drinking and chatting lowered their voices.

You guys are really nice, respecting the elderly and caring for the young.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Luo Qing bowed and apologized. He opened his shirt and tried to tuck Xiao Zhenxing deeper into his arms, as if that would make him unable to smell it.

"Don't worry about us, you guys just do your own thing."

Xiao Zhenxing did not express any objection.

Scarface returned to his seat with a displeased expression. He hesitated for a moment before finally stubbing out his pipe.

"Sir, your wine."

A Norwegian girl wearing an apron walked over with a smile, carrying a tray in her hand. The ceramic cups on the tray still had some unwashed white frost on their outer walls.

Although she was delivering wine, the girl's gaze never left Luo Zhenxing.

Luo Qing didn't mind at all. He picked up the ceramic cup and took a sip. It was sour, with a hint of industrial wine flavor.

That's true. Industrially produced wine is cheap and of good quality. That big barrel is just a decoy; it couldn't possibly be real wine.

"Ah~ Star, be good, open your mouth."

Luo Qing held the little pillow upright and gave the child a sip.

Luo Zhenxing rolled his eyes as he drank.

Seeing this, the Norwegian girl frowned deeply. She wanted to reach out and stop him, but she immediately pulled her hand back when she touched Luo Qing.

"How can you give alcohol to a child? You're being so irresponsible. I'll go make a cup of formula."

As she spoke, the lithe girl with freckles on her face turned and left. When she came back, she had a plastic baby bottle in her hand, filled with prepared formula.

"Give him to me!"

The girl reached out her hand, asking for it.

Luo Qing didn't refuse. He handed the small pillow to her with one hand, as casually as if he were handing her a book. He continued to sip his industrially blended wine, took a Norwegian Bible from the bookshelf by the wall, and slowly read it.

The Norwegian girl held the baby with practiced ease, feeding the one-year-old from a bottle; the baby was clearly starving.

After feeding Luo Zhenxing, the Norwegian girl sat opposite Luo Qing, holding her child.

"You seem to know how to soothe children," Luo Qing asked, closing the Bible.

“Of course,” the girl said. “I also have a younger sister, whom I raised.”

Luo Qing nodded: "You don't seem like a mother at your age."

The Norwegian girl teased Luo Zhenxing, her eyes full of affection, but her voice was somewhat melancholy: "I love children, but unfortunately I can't have any myself. I really envy Zhuang Yan, who has a Wallfacer husband and can live in Eden."

Luo Qing took another sip of wine, savoring the sour taste in his mouth, and slowly asked, "Why can't you have children? Does the ETO, like Catholic clergy, restrict people from marrying and having children?"

“It has nothing to do with ETO. The people in the organization are all very nice. It’s just that I don’t have a uterus; I fell into an icy lake as a child and it got frozen.” the girl said.

"Oh, sorry, I didn't know," Luo Qing said.

"It's alright." The girl gave Luo Qing a bright smile: "If it weren't for you, I would never have had the chance to hold Xiao Zhenxing in my life. I love him so much. I've loved him since the moment he was born. I've watched Xiao Zhenxing grow up!" Xiao Zhenxing giggled at her teasing.

Upon hearing this, Luo Qing asked in confusion, "You're in charge of monitoring Luo Ji's family? Are you Luo Ji's wall-breaker?"

"I don't have the brains to be a wallbreaker. The seniors in the organization often say I'm stupid." The Norwegian girl shook her head, staring into Luo Zhenxing's bright eyes as if trying to see a universe in them.

"I am just one of the 34 whistleblowers responsible for analyzing the videos of the sophon monitoring Luo Ji. My usual job is to monitor Luo Ji's daily life. If I find any abnormal behavior in Luo Ji, or if his thinking time exceeds a certain threshold, I need to report to the Trisolarans immediately."

Luo Qing noticed that the girl did not refer to the Trisolarans as 'master'.

"You don't seem to regard the Trisolarans as your faith, and you don't care about the Trisolaran civilization?" Luo Qing shook the Bible in his hand.

“I care more about him!” The Norwegian girl pointed at Luo Zhenxing, her eyes sparkling.

"Serving the Trisolarans is just a formality. I am only serving the organization. I owe the organization. The organization gave me everything and changed the fate of me, my sister, my mother, and me. I am a grateful person."

Also, I really enjoy the tasks the organization assigns me. I love stars; I especially love looking at Zhizi when I'm watching the surveillance footage.

The Norwegian girl gently rocked Luo Zhenxing in her arms, and Luo Qing felt as if there was a glowing halo around the girl's head, as if the feeling of the Virgin Mary was about to overflow.

Luo Qing couldn't bear to take the child back.

The two made no attempt to conceal their conversation, and their words attracted the attention of everyone in the tavern who were eavesdropping.

The more they listened, the more silent they became.

Eventually, the noisy tavern quieted down, leaving only the sounds of the two men talking and the children's giggling.

Luo Qing asked, "How should I address you?"

The Norwegian girl teased the little star, saying, "You can just call me Hypatia."

Luo Qing frowned: "It sounds familiar."

Aside from areas that particularly interest him, Luo Qing's knowledge of the world's history is mostly superficial, and he genuinely can't remember specific people and events.

Hypatia explained in detail: "The female mathematician and astronomer of the classical period, whom we met in the Three-Body Problem game, when you first appeared, I was wearing a nun's robe and standing at the very edge of the pyramid platform, and I was looking up at you, Mr. Van Gogh."

Luo Qing suddenly realized, and after a moment's thought, she immediately found the fleeting image of the black-robed nun in a corner of her memory.

When he broke through Qin Shi Huang's title and logged into the game for the second time, the nun and most of the ETO members had already logged off.

Based on the male-to-female ratio on the platform, this Norwegian girl, as one of the few female ETO members qualified to step onto the pyramid platform, should not be as simple as Luo Qing perceived her to be.

This judgment was quickly proven correct.

Soon, as the tavern patrons came to understand their conversation, some clever people, like the foul-mouthed scarred man from before, realized what was going on.

He pointed at Luo Qing and shouted, "You're Wallfacer Number Five! I remember now, I've seen you on TV!"

"Who is that girl?"

"The girl from the nearby village, Old Simon's daughter, she's actually an ETO!"

"Traitor, traitor to humanity!"

"Grab her! Send her to the PDC!"

boom!
A gunshot shocked everyone. The bullet grazed the scarred man's neck, rolled into the wooden planks on the wall, and smashed into a lot of wood chips. A hot line of blood was left on the victim's neck.

"Gulp." Scarface swallowed hard. He touched his neck tremblingly, and after finding that it was just a minor scratch, he cautiously shut his mouth.

The burly men, who were about to get up, instantly calmed down and sat back down.

"Eight bullets. Whoever gets close to me first dies." Hypatia's cold voice echoed in the tavern.

After saying that, the Norwegian girl's cold expression melted away. She gently hugged Little Pillow Star, pecked him on the forehead, and whispered soothingly, "Star, were you scared? Don't be afraid, I love you very much."

Luo Zhenxing's small eyes were filled with great panic.

Having developed his intelligence early on, he was already aware of the danger and looked at Luo Qing beside him as if pleading for help.

Luo Qing said expressionlessly, "Weren't you just laughing happily? You even drank the milk powder they mixed."

"Ahem, come on, let's drink, let's drink, hahaha."

In the quiet tavern, the burly man with the thick beard was the first to react, raising his large wine glass and forcing a loud laugh.

Scarface and the others also realized what was happening, and they forced out laughter and raised their glasses, instantly filling the tavern with a joyful atmosphere.

No one dared to bring up the Wallfacer and the ETO girl again.

Hypatia (c. 370–415)

A female mathematician and astronomer from Alexandria in the classical period of ancient Egypt, she was active in the late classical era. She revised Euclid's Elements, commented on Diophantus's Arithmetic and Apollonius's Conic Sections, promoted the popularization of mathematics education, co-authored the Almagest with her father, and studied the Ptolemaic cosmological model (i.e., the geocentric model).

He was murdered by Christian mobs for upholding scientific rationality and Neoplatonist philosophy, symbolizing the end of the classical academic era.

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