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He simply fell down and pretended to be dead, handing the control of his body back to Gui Qiao. He really didn't want to take on this mess anymore. Gui Qiao was in a deep sleep at this time, so Wan could only see the boy opposite fainting after hearing her suggestion.

"He must have fainted because he was too excited," she thought.

That’s all for today.

The shadow equation of f91:

The famous move of the F91 Gundam, "Shadow Equation", can generate an afterimage with heat and mass to disrupt the enemy's lock, and can also dazzle the enemy pilot to create a mental deterrent. The principle is that the heavy metal particles on the body cannot keep up with the speed of the body and are peeled off. Just looking at the name, you can know that this has mass and can be locked. It can basically be understood as a balloon with mass, just an illusion to lure the enemy.

Evil's moves are similar to this, using extremely fast speed and the super-high temperature of the body to create an "illusion" of heat and smell, thereby disrupting the enemy's judgment (Enemy: WC! Illusion spell?)

(A bit of a Xiahu feeling)

Just like f91 will automatically fall apart after using the "Shadow Equation", evil will tear a large number of muscle fibers throughout his body, especially in his thighs, after using this move, causing severe pain that even the Terrans cannot endure (of course, this pain is borne by Gui Shao himself), and it will take half a month to recover to the state of being able to walk normally.

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Volume 25: Chapter Chapter Mother and Son

Do you know the correct way to open champagne?

First, take out the champagne that has been fermented for several years, and tear off the tin foil covering the bottle mouth little by little. It is said that these tin foil packages were previously used to prevent mice from chewing the oak corks.

Then loosen the iron coil used to fix the cork at the bottle mouth, tilt the bottle body 30 degrees, and then rotate the bottle body while holding the cork with your hand. The cork will slowly loosen as the bottle body rotates...

There was a "pop!" and the champagne popped.

"Open the champagne~" The woman's excited and joyful voice was like a wild dragon breaking free from its restraints, "Celebrate the late emperor's ascension to the throne and my accession to the throne~"

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Because of the violent shaking before opening the bottle, the foam in the bottle gushed out like a fountain and splashed onto the faces of the ministers nearby. They all showed joy, and some even stretched out their tongues to lick the wine splashed on their bodies, greedily sucking in the exotic aroma of wine and the taste of power in this solemn Yan Kingdom palace.

No one would have thought that the court, where ministers discussed world affairs during the day, would hold such a ridiculous celebration at night.

The blue-haired dragon girl on the dragon throne held the exotic wine that was still bubbling out and said, "This is the tribute that the Gauls gave to our Dayan. They said they relied on the power of our dragon." Her tone was full of pride. As she spoke, she raised the bottle with one hand and drank from it. She drank the whole bottle of wine in a few gulps and threw the empty bottle to the ground.

The crisp sound of glass breaking was followed by the cheers of the ministers, "Long live the new emperor! Long live the new emperor! Long, long live the new emperor!"

"Hahaha!" The new emperor they were talking about seemed very satisfied with the compliments from the ministers. He patted the dragon throne, crossed his legs, and his tail behind him was wrapped around the dragon head of the chair.

"I have wanted to sit in this seat for many years. Since I was a child, I have seen my mother sitting on it very comfortably. At that time, I thought that this golden chair with sharp edges must be very comfortable.

It's so uncomfortable. " She lay back and leaned against the chair like a salted fish.

"Ah~ It's so comfortable~" She stretched her muscles, twisted her neck and made a "cluck~" sound, and took a long breath, "Is this the feeling of being the king of the world? The infinite spiritual joy that power brings to people can make people ignore physical discomfort."

"What the new emperor said is absolutely right!" The ministers echoed in unison. The only thing they had to do now was to try their best to curry favor with the new ruler in order to gain a higher position in the new power group.

The new emperor sitting on the dragon throne looked down at the ministers who were bending and kneeling on the ground below. The usually arrogant civil and military officials now seemed so small in her eyes, like humble insects, as if she could strangle them to death with just a pinch of her fingers. She wondered if her mother had felt the same way before.

She suddenly had an idea and pointed to the bronze deer head hanging on the right wall of the court, "What is that?"

"Your Majesty, it's a deer," a lucky minister answered first.

"Nonsense!" The new emperor slapped the chair, and the dull sound echoed throughout the court. Anger appeared on her face, and the minister's face turned pale.

"That's a horse!!" the new emperor roared, "How can you assist me if you don't even know this?!"

"Ah?" The minister quickly reacted, kneeling on the ground and slapping himself in anger, shaking with fear, "Your humble servant... I am incompetent and uneducated! My eyes are dim! I am so confused that I can't tell the difference between a horse and a deer! You deserve to die, Your Majesty!"

This old man over 80 years old actually cried like a three-year-old child in the court, with snot running all the way into his mouth. The new emperor covered half of his face with the sleeves of his dragon robe, but the exposed eyes revealed her smile, "Hehehe~"

She quickly regained her previous seriousness:

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"I see that you are indeed old, and I do not intend to punish you. Your eyesight is blurry and you cannot distinguish right from wrong... How about this, you don't have to come here starting tomorrow. Let your sensible eldest son come to assist me," the new emperor waved his hand.

Although the minister was still dissatisfied, he was grateful to the new emperor just for letting him live. You know, in the time of Emperor Long, just stuttering or saying a wrong word when making a memorial could result in the tongue being pulled out on the spot!

"The past is the past. The cruel punishments of the late emperor have long made the people of Yan Kingdom suffer. I have seen all of this..." The new emperor sighed, "We should look at the late emperor dialectically, and give him a 40:60 split between his merits and demerits."

"We cannot completely deny or demonize her just because of the absurd things she did in her later years. Similarly, we cannot forget the contributions she made to this land when she was young. We must always remember them. If it weren't for her struggle back then, we would still be living under the control of evil gods. But we can't just deify her and engage in personality cult..."

"She was just an ordinary person. As her judgment declined in her old age, she inevitably made some political and personal mistakes. That's all... There is nothing to argue about. She is gone, so there is no point in saying anything..."

After the new emperor finished speaking, he fell silent, and all the ministers followed suit and mourned.

The new emperor leaned over and asked his brother who was kneeling in the front:

"Brother, you have been in a bad mood since the party started. I didn't see you smile when I opened the champagne just now. Are you dissatisfied with your sister? Or are you dissatisfied with the assignment of this seat?"

They were conceived together in their mother's palace, but the new emperor was born a few minutes earlier, which determined their future fate!

"How dare we?" The new emperor's brother responded with a salute, "Now in the court, you and I are no longer siblings, but merely monarch and subject... Your Majesty's joke is absolutely unacceptable..."

"I just think that it is immoral to hold such a celebration that goes against tradition on the seventh day of the ancestral head... It should be more serious after all... She is our mother after all..."

"What are you afraid of? Can she suddenly stand up before the burial? Is she some kind of dragon?"

The new emperor was very displeased. She also saw fear in the eyes of some ministers. They were so afraid of their mother, even after her death and before she was about to be buried!

This fear will still exist even after the mother's bones have completely decayed and turned to dust, and will live on in the world through the exaggerated stories told by people from generation to generation.

The influence of the "Zulong Emperor" will radiate for all eternity, so what about the new emperor?

The new emperor was actually jealous of her dead mother. She knew very well that even if she sat on the dragon throne, the ministers would not really regard her as the emperor. She would always be the "daughter of Zulong".

The ministers' awe of her only came from their own mothers. They believed that the woman before them, who looked so similar to Zulong, had inherited some of Zulong's power.

The new emperor felt like a fox standing in front of a tiger.

This made her very upset. She was eager to prove herself, but at this time the Yan Kingdom had been pacified and its external expansion had stopped. If she rashly sent troops to seize the territories of other countries, it would only arouse public anger.

No matter how powerful Dayan is, she can't defeat the entire Terra!

Zulong's generation completely sealed the upper limit of Yan State, whether it was the territorial area or the distribution of ruling system and political institutions. The only thing later generations could do was to maintain it.

It can also be said that this country cannot continue to develop, and will not undergo fundamental changes in a thousand or even ten thousand years.

Development in the horizontal direction is doomed to be horizontal development, that is, "involution".

Lightning always arrives before thunder. After a flash of white light passes outside the paper window, rumbling thunder can be heard from outside. It has been raining outside for seven consecutive days, since the day Zulong died.

It seems as if the sky is crying, the rain is the tears of the sky, and the thunder is the voice of the sky.

"What's going on? This is such a disgusting feeling..." The new emperor pressed his chest and felt a familiar and disgusting feeling, just like when he was a child following his mother and feeling the scent emanating from her body.

Once she suddenly grabbed her mother's tail from behind. She thought her mother would smile at her, touch her head and say, "You are so naughty~", just like all mothers do to their daughters.

But the look in her mother's eyes when she turned around and glared at her was something she would never forget, and she still occasionally has nightmares about it.

It feels like...

"Boom!" Another thunderous sound pulled the late emperor back from his reverie. The ministers below discussed the situation:

"What's going on with this rain? Can't we ask the Heavenly Master to make it go back?"

"Please! But it's no use. No matter what the heavenly masters do, the rain of magic shows no signs of weakening. There was even a bolt of lightning that burned a nearby tree to charcoal!"

"This is God's will, and it cannot be changed..."

"What does this mean? What does God want to express? Is he dissatisfied with the current world? Or is he..."

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"He was warning us about something..."

"That's enough!" The new emperor slapped the dragon throne, "Enough with the idle gossip!"

The ministers knelt down and kowtowed to apologize for their unreasonable behavior. Although they appeared to be respectful on the surface, they did not have much respect for the young lady in their hearts.

"Huh?!" The guard's alert voice came from outside the window, followed by a sharp sound of breaking through the air. The silhouette of the guard reflected on the paper window was shredded like a piece of paper, and dark red blood plasma covered the paper window.

The strong wind swayed the wooden door, making a creaking sound, and the thunder was endless.

Everyone in the room didn't dare to act rashly. They knew that the guards outside were no ordinary people. They were composed of the strongest warriors in Yan Country today. The fact that there was no sound of fighting outside meant that... even before this, no one could have noticed...

The other party acted cleanly and efficiently, not giving the guards any time to react.

"Thump, thump, thump..." The sound made by walking in high-heeled clogs. In the Yan State at that time, these clogs belonged to the dead and were worn when buried. It was said that the high-heeled clogs could help them cross the water of the River Styx.

"Could it be that the medicine of Pharmacist Philin is working?!"

"But Her Majesty really died. The imperial physician even cut open her chest and saw her stopped heart!"

"Could it be that the medicine is not a medicine to save lives... but a medicine that can bring people back to life?"

"But after resurrecting from the dead, is he still considered a human being?"

"Her Majesty is not ill! She is dying!"

The ministers began to discuss again. The new emperor could no longer sit still. She slapped the dragon throne and used the upward force of her palm to bounce up. Then she drew the sword beside her. The blade instantly turned red. She said fiercely:

"Damn it! Even if a dead person comes back to life today, I will send her to hell!"

These touching words of "filial piety" undoubtedly touched the "uninvited guest" outside the house, and a hoarse female voice came:

"Son... do you feel comfortable sitting in my seat?"

The other person's silhouette slowly appeared through the red window paper, and the first thing that caught my eye was the tree-branch-like horns...

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That’s all for today.

Volume 26: Chapter Chapter What He Saw

"What did he see a thousand years ago? Where will this yearning be passed on? How will it be passed on?"

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My mother once told me that she heard two different heartbeats when she was pregnant, so she knew very early on that she was carrying twins.

I suspected that she was exaggerating in this statement, just as she had mentioned to me those "feats" of her youth, those myths full of supernatural powers.

I guess not many children would listen to their mothers telling mythological stories based on themselves before going to bed. This feeling is wonderful. Whenever I heard things like "behemoth", "demon", "evil dragon" from my mother's mouth, I felt that they were very far away, but when she mentioned "then I beat that guy and flew away" or "I split the dragon head with a sword!", everything seemed very close to me.

Myth and reality overlap, and mother is a living myth.

"My mother is very strong" - this concept formed in my mind when I was very young, but it was not reflected in me. I have been weak and sickly since I was young. I can't even hold a sword steadily. I can't activate the power in my meridians to cast spells like the Heavenly Master.

People like me are "waste" in this land, but I'm just lucky enough to be born into such a family, born by the strongest woman in this land.

When my mother was sure that I had no talent for martial arts, she just lowered her head and looked at me. I saw confusion and loss in her eyes, as if to say, "Does this child really have my blood?"

From then on, she turned all her energy to my sister.

My elder sister has been strong since she was young. Many adults said that they saw their mother's shadow in her and regarded her as their mother's successor, so my mother was particularly strict with her.

I have been in a free-range state since I was a child. My mother has never restricted me from going to any place. Maybe it is the best solution for her not to see me. According to the convention, when I come of age, she will give me a territory and let me fend for myself there. But compared with children from poor families, I am much luckier. At least I have no worries about food and clothing in this life.

Whenever I climbed to the edge of the palace wall and saw children playing in groups in the civilian area outside the imperial city, I felt heartbroken.

This is "jealousy". I am jealous of those children's strong bodies and jealous that they have "friends" with whom they can play and joke. This is something I may never have in my life.

There was a painful coldness in the palace. Both the people and the buildings were too "regular" and had no "warmth". The adults were polite to me, although I could not see any real respect in their eyes. The children brought by the adults would also greet me, because I was the son of their parents' masters and might become their masters in the future.

Whenever the children in the palace got together, they would always ask me what I wanted to play. Poetry, chess, and archery were always aristocratic games. Because of my physical condition, they would always recommend games that only require the brain, and they would deliberately lose to me in order to gain so-called "favors."

It was just a group of kids but I could smell the stench of "politics".

After all, they are the children of ministers and will become ministers in the future, and I am the emperor's son. Even if I don't become the emperor in the future, I will become a nobleman of prominent status. It will not do them any harm to curry favor with me and become my "friend" since childhood.

I hate them, I hate politics and officialdom.

I remember one time I suggested that they beat each other, and the children of the nobles and ministers beat each other with all their might, in a completely unbecoming manner. Just because it was the order of the "prince", they desperately swore allegiance to me and beat each other until their noses and faces were swollen and blood was coming out of the corners of their mouths.

When my mother found out about this, she slapped me hard. I remember that was the only time she hit me. Maybe I had really touched her bottom line. Afterwards, she didn't scold me, she just hugged me. After three minutes of silence, she suddenly whimpered and cried with tears in her eyes.

When I saw my mother crying, I realized that she was just a pathetic woman. When she was stripped of her dragon robe and her martial arts and strong body, only her fragile heart was left.

When I heard my mother crying, I started crying too.

I cried because I was afraid of that mother, and my mother cried because she felt guilty about me. The strange thing is that I felt "maternal love" from her crying.

Yes, her feelings for me are only humble pity...

If only I had not been born here, if only I had not been born by such a mother, if only I had a healthy body, if only I had a father and mother who loved me, if only...

Thinking of this, I started crying again, among the ministers' children. I didn't feel too sad, but I suddenly felt tears welling up in my eyes, and then they flowed down naturally.

"what happened?"

"Are you okay?"