Let me introduce you, this is my girlfriend, the Israeli boxing champion

"Monsieur Lavoisier!"

"You are......?"

"We are from the Observatory (Chaldeas)! Run now!"

Even without Mashu, he would have subconsciously run away. After all, if he stayed here and continued to breathe chlorine gas, he would be broadcasting his suicide live!

The hall on the first floor was filled with escaped students and teachers, which was good news for them.

"Matthew, how is it, has Mr. Lavoisier been rescued?"

"No problem, and I'm carrying it on my shield, so there shouldn't be any problem!"

"Mr. Salieri."

"Mr. Lavoisier, what do you think is happening now?"

There were soldiers everywhere on the campus of the University of Paris, and they arrested a few people from time to time.

"Has the weather changed?"

"Yes, Paris has changed."

PS1: Last minute buzzer, another last minute buzzer. If this continues I can go to online classes after sending it out.

PS2: I suddenly remembered that Jinkela is going to be transformed... and it just happens to coincide with the event, which is amazing.

PS3: Lavoisier died under the guillotine of Samson, which left a greater psychological shadow on his body.

Chapter 167: The Army Marches on Paris

"Mr. Lavoisier, would it be helpful to ask someone to take a look?" Mash looked at Lavoisier's house burning in the blazing fire and felt heartbroken. Mash knew that those precious manuscripts and research materials were all destroyed by these ignorant guys with a fire.

Lavoisier looked a little disappointed, but also a little relieved. What would have happened if he had stayed here all day?

A hint of light joy, an indescribable melancholy, and most of all, a desolate sadness.

He struggled for a long time as he looked at this scene that seemed like a miserable world, but in the end, he showed a smiling face.

My mother always told me to put on a smile. She said I had a mission:

In the future, I will be like a storm, sweeping across the whole world.

And in the end I didn't let her down, I succeeded.

But now, everything will be back to zero.

"No, Miss Matthew, Paris is broken."

Paris she has fallen.

Which bastard made her do such a cold-blooded thing?

"Although I appreciate your help, it's time for us to separate now." Lavoisier bowed to them.

"I am going to the Royal Academy of Sciences now, where I will be with my companions. What must I do?"

"But......"

"It's okay, because I'm the dean of the Academy of Sciences."

At that moment he was standing in the sun with a fire burning behind him, and he showed no fear at all.

"Besides, you are from the Queen's side, so you should not waste your time here for me. Compared to me, the Queen is much more important."

As if seeing the uneasiness in Mashu's eyes, Lavoisier, who was about to leave, seemed to remember something and handed a yellowed note he had with him to Mashu.

"This is an appendix to the book that I was going to publish soon. I am giving you this original copy now. Please keep it safe."

The look in this child's eyes is like that of a newly born bird, pure, undoubting, and acting only for what he believes in.

What a pure soul! Much nobler than me. It's incredible. I never thought there really is such a person in the world.

Mashu looked at the note, and after realizing the importance of the commission, she solemnly put it away.

"I see. Then, Mr. Lavoisier, take care on your journey."

"Well, see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

After a brief encounter, the next step was to walk towards each other without looking back.

"senior."

"Let's go, Mash."

"Well, I understand, senior, and Mr. Salieri, let's go."

——In the past, when I hadn't come out of there yet, the only way to communicate with the outside world was through the books that Dr. Roman sent me. One of the books was called "Introduction to Chemistry", and the author was Antoine Laurent Lavoisier.

“It’s not safe to go on the main road now, not to mention that we are going to the Louvre in the city center.

Salieri, the only one among the three who was familiar with the traffic conditions in Paris, played the role of a tour guide. Of course, he originally only knew the route from the University of Paris to the Louvre, but after Amadeus forced him to walk through the streets and alleys of Paris in the name of going out for field trips, Salieri can now barely be considered half a Parisian citizen.

"Doctor! Director! Da Vinci! This is Fujimaru Ritsuka! Please reply!"

Looking at the terminal that was still silent, Lixiang wanted to say something nice, but due to her status and knowledge, she really couldn't say it; in comparison, she was really impressed by the guy who could speak sweet words without changing his expression.

However, the problem of occasional disconnection has not been going on for just one or two days. From the initial confusion and helplessness to the current calmness, it is actually an improvement.

"These are troubled times..."

Napoleon looked at Paris, which had lost its former charm, and his heart was filled with mixed emotions. One by one, the sad, pleasant, bitter, or happy past events came to his mind like a tide.

"I didn't expect that I came back from Marseille just for this matter... Is Louis XVI crazy? He wants the army to maintain law and order? Doesn't he know that if he doesn't handle this well, it will easily get out of control?"

"Hey, Buvanaba, what are you still doing there? Get to work!" Several artillerymen pushed out a cannon and aimed it at Paris from outside the city. Only he was left to plan the flight route; and this was not an exception, almost all the artillerymen took action.

"Coming, coming." He picked up the drawings while shaking his head and started doing the work very reluctantly.

I hope the situation isn't as serious as I thought.

Unconsciously, Napoleon's desire for Corsica's independence was not as strong as before, but he did not notice it.

In Versailles, not far from Paris, Louis XVI knelt down tremblingly when he saw the person in front of him.

"You, you, you are..."

"That's the Iron-Masked Man who was locked up by your grandfather, right?" He took off his mask, revealing his big light-bulb eyes.

"So does this face look more familiar to you?"

"Mr. Gil of the Knights Templar? How could it be..."

"Correction, you can call me Bluebeard. Now, hand over control of the army." Gilles de Rey squatted down and stretched out his hand.

"Remember the great Jacques de Molay? I am here to seek revenge, as a Templar."

Under psychological pressure and external pressure, Louis XVI succumbed.

"What's going on out there, Margaret?"

Mary, who was originally sitting at the table reading a book, noticed the very unnatural vibration of the table, and subconsciously asked Margaret who was sitting next to her.

"I don't know, ma'am. But my subconscious tells me that it's very dangerous outside now."

"I see." She took action immediately. If this was true, then this was what Alvin had said, a revolution.

"Margaret, do you remember the thing Alvin left behind?"

"The thing the master left behind...is this it?" She took something out of the flowerpot. It looked like a remote control of something.

"Is this the button?"

"Try it."

Margaret pressed the button and nothing happened—at least that’s what they saw.

"Is that all?" Margaret tilted her head and looked at her wife. Although she didn't look very excited, her eyes were expectant, hoping for a reply.

"Margaret, come and sit down and watch."

Although she was full of doubts, it seemed normal for a maid who put her master's orders as her first priority.

Margaret continued to sit in the seat next to Mary, and now she clearly felt the change - that is, there was no change.

Everything in the courtyard became the same as usual. The vibrations felt before had now returned to normal, as if today was just an ordinary July 1st.

"Go ahead and rest, Margaret. I'm giving you the day off today."

"But......"

"In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth. Then he displayed seven days of creation work. In the first six days, he created the various elements that make up all things, and then he rested on the seventh day. Margaret, today is July 1, Sunday."

"Yes, ma'am," she responded.

Mary looked at the blue sky. It was no different from usual. But the world outside was probably in ruins.

The thought that I should have been working hard outside but now I am enjoying my retirement life here is like heaven and earth.

Life is full of surprises; but in her opinion, the best life is a life that follows a reasonable and ordinary model. Such a life is orderly, but without miracles or absurdity, and it is what many people desire.

Of course, I am no exception.

I'm fine, Margaret and I are fine, and what about you, Alvin?

I hope you are well.

PS1: At this time, Alan (Alvin) is still on his way out of trouble

PS2: #Big Daddy's buzzer beater

#Big Daddy God rewards hard work

#Big Daddy Scholar

#Big Daddy worked behind closed doors to get out of seclusion

#Big Daddy's Appearance

Chapter 168 The Ordinary in the Abnormal is the Abnormal

I don’t know how many times this has happened.

The pain spread all over my body, and it was so painful that it drove me crazy.

Alan heard the mysterious voice again.

That was resentment, that was a curse, but at this moment, I was on top of the "snake" and had no idea where the sound came from.

Even when lying down, the sound of the curse still clung to him.

go to hell.

give up.

Deserve it.

You will never reach the “real”.

The sound gradually grew louder.

I want to die.

Unbearable.

Ugly guy.

If you don't want to hear it, then the only option is to give up "resurrection", but unfortunately, the production team did not add this option during production.

Over time, I gradually got used to these things.

to die.

——Then please die.

Good fight.

——Then, whatever you want is fine.

Repent.

——FNNDP!