Alfred was a staunch recorder of historical truth, and he ensured that what he wrote was true. Of course, some omissions were inevitable.

Sometimes, he would deliberately create some ambiguity or ambiguity, so that future generations of readers would have something to do when observing this period of history, and let generations of scholars gradually cite evidence and research according to the rules he left behind.

This behavior scratched his inner itch. After all, he was interacting with people thousands of years or even several epochs later.

But the problem is, he doesn't want his record to slip into some low-grade taste that makes people laugh or cry.

For example, this meeting is destined to become an important node of this era. According to historical labeling habits, it is often labeled as: "Hongye Street Meeting" or "Hongye Secret Talk".

Then, I don’t know how many generations of scholars have spent their entire lives exploring what kind of mysterious secret place "Red Leaf Street" is. Its status may even surpass the most famous Mount Allah in the previous era.

Therefore, in order to avoid this ridiculous situation from happening, Alfred decided to hide the specific meeting location.

"Today, the God of Eternity appears from the endless void, the God of Light descends from the sun, and the God of Order comes from the human world.

The three epoch overlords have begun the first round of formal meetings in order to transform the world."

After finishing writing, Alfred put down "New Order of Light" and the quill, and took out an ordinary notebook and a pen.

Recording official history can easily make people tired. Fortunately, Alfred has recently developed a new way to relax, which can help him change his mind after being tired.

That is——

Write a love story to Tiranus and the others.

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After Richard was possessed by the God of Eternity, he was in an "unobservable" state, and there was no way to determine his specific location through spiritual exploration.

However, it's not hard to find.

Karen and Neo walked straight to a pastry shop. Standing at the door was Philomena, standing straight like a dutiful sentinel.

In the past, on Hongye Street, it often happened that men would come in and fool around, and the wives would come to catch them and cry. But here in Philomena, it was the opposite. The men would relax inside, and she would stand guard outside, and then they would leave together after they were done.

Although Richard never really messed around inside, but was treating illnesses, there were not many women who could accept this treatment plan.

"minister."

Karen nodded to Philomena.

In the past, when she and Richard were first getting along, he was actually very resistant to brokering a relationship as his boss because he felt it was unfair to Philomena.

Later, Karen gradually felt relieved, because thinking about it on the other hand, the girl from the Fisher family would probably only have a good impression of Richard in her life. Richard had many choices, and if she wanted to experience a normal life

There is only one Richard in history.

Karen is not willing to wrong someone else's girl, but if she wrongs her cousin, Karen doesn't have any psychological burden.

Karen asked: "How long have you been in there?"

"It's been a long time, from noon to now."

"Um."

Karen was just about to open the cotton curtain used to keep warm at the door of the store when a voice came from inside:

"Sorry, Master Aisen has reserved the venue today. Guests, please go elsewhere."

Another voice next to her reminded her, and she immediately said:

"Ah, the whole street is occupied by Master Aisen today. Guest, you have to go to another street."

Richard has always been generous in this street. He takes some of his personal allowance and exchanges it for real on the black market, which is enough to spend as much as he likes here. Of course, this is also because the prices here are relatively close to the people.

Neo said: "We are friends of Master Aisen, and he invited us to play together."

"Ah, that's it. Then please come in."

The curtain was reopened from the inside, revealing a face with heavy makeup. It was difficult to tell the exact age at first glance, not only because of the thick makeup, but also because this industry is prone to premature aging.

The interior of this shop is in an inverted T shape, with a long middle

On the right side of the corridor are small pink doors. The space inside each small door is extremely narrow and can only accommodate a single bed, but it does not affect the use of two people.

Walking to the very back is the living area of ​​the shop, which is connected to the backs of the two shops next door. There is a kitchen, a bathroom, and a larger patio covered with a large piece of glass and eight plastic buckets below.

, used to catch water leaks.

Originally, there were few rainy days after winter, but it could not withstand the aftermath of the God War. It was windy and rainy for many days in a row, and the roof leaked.

In addition, the impact of the Divine War has also caused the recent freighter shipping in the outer sea to be blocked, causing prices in York City to rise a lot.

At this time, the great God of Eternity was leaning on an old dark red sofa with holes.

He took off his shoes, stood one leg upright and bent the other, and gently tapped his knees with his palms, matching the beat of a woman in her forties who was singing.

I had heard the singing before, and I thought it was very pleasant, not inferior to a well-known professional singer. But when I got closer, I realized something was wrong.

It turned out that it was Richard's rhythm that invisibly helped the other party fix the sound and fix the beat. What was originally a serious out-of-tune suddenly changed.

Richard pulled out a few cards from the pile of riel beside him and threw them over.

"Thank you, Master Aisen. Thank you, Master Aisen."

The singing woman took the money and immediately left.

Richard pulled out a piece of red toilet paper from the small chipped coffee table in front of the sofa.

The quality of the paper is very poor. It is easily damaged during use and leaves sticky residue. You have to carefully and slowly pinch and scrape it with your fingernails.

High-end places will use better paper towels or hot towels, but on this street, this kind of paper is standard. The customers who come here to buy snacks are not people who pay attention to after-sales experience.

Richard blew his nose with paper, then crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it into the wastebasket ahead.

There was a "bah" sound, and it missed the target. It hit the wall and fell to the ground.

Neo smiled, took out a cigarette from his pocket, pulled one out and handed it to Richard.

Richard took the cigarette, put it in front of his nose and smelled it, frowned slightly and said, "Oh, it smells like corpse."

After all, the main gods and beasts printed on the front and back of the cigarette box have all fallen.

After ordering something for himself, Neo sat down on the arm of the sofa very familiarly, put his arm around Richard's shoulders, and gave him a special shake.

"Hey, let me tell you, if I had known you liked this place, you would have come down earlier and I would show you around."

"So, you are not the light."

Neo's eyes narrowed slightly: "What do you mean?"

"You never regard yourself as light, you just regard yourself as a container for temporary use." Richard pointed at Karen, who was standing opposite, "There is a kind of subjective consciousness in him.

.”

Neo said dissatisfied: "Then why don't you look at yourself? Aren't you also using a container now?"

"That's right." Richard nodded, "Guangming and I can only find inheritors, but it is impossible to find the next generation of Guangming and me."

"It doesn't make any sense if you can't find it. Anyway, everyone is a consumable. What is the difference between something that is destroyed after use and is disposable and of good quality?"

"If you lose, there is really no difference, but if you win, the difference is huge."

"I don't care about things that are so long ago. Come on, let's talk about what's happening in front of us. Is it fun here?"

"Not bad, the power of a little god's faint faith can actually suppress the concentration of my blood."

Obviously, Eternity comes here to explore the secret of the goddess Mills.

Each god has his own special place, but this specialness is not reflected on the battlefield.

Karen walked to the chair opposite, sat down, and said:

"Thanks for your help."

Richard glanced at Karen and said with a smile: "I have a hunch that the person above me usually has the same personality as you."

Karen shook his head: "It should be different.

of."

Karen thinks that he is far from being able to achieve that person's domineering power and structure.
Chapter completed!