I swallowed and killed gods in a strange world

Chapter 58 Formal Talks (4k words)
Early the next morning.

Makino suddenly opened his eyes and quickly got up and leaned against the wall.

"At home?" Makino was suspicious, the environment in front of him was exactly the same as his own bedroom.

He frowned in thought, he lost his memory after he seemed to be carried out of the photo studio yesterday.

Looking at his fully recovered body, Li Xingruo is the only person with this ability in Nanjiang City.

With a creak, the bedroom door was gently pushed open.

"You're awake!" Li Xingruo poked his head in.

"Why are you here?"

Makino looked surprised, and then involuntarily remembered the middle-aged man from yesterday, with a little more alienation on his face.

As if aware of Makino's slightly changed expression, Li Xingruo's eyes dimmed, and he said softly, "Yesterday you fainted."

"Nothing happened at all." Li Xingruo continued after a pause: "Bishop Qin didn't mean anything malicious, he just..."

"Okay." Makino interrupted with a wave of his hand: "He has his position, but I'm not a member of the church."

Li Xingruo nodded lightly, she didn't know how to deal with this already rigid relationship.

"Let's go, I have to go out to receive guests."

Makino said as he passed Li Xingruo, "You are you, and the church is the church. I can tell."

"En!" Li Xingruo was stunned, and he replied heavily, then followed Mu Ye's footsteps and walked out of the bedroom.

Inside the living room.

Qin Shiyun, Fang Lei, and Wang Chan with a bandage on his head were standing behind the middle-aged man in the uniform of the security department sitting on the sofa.

The person sitting opposite them seems to be a member of the church. One of the women, Makino, has never met before, but the man next to her, Makino, is very familiar.

As soon as Makino came out, everyone in the living room looked at him in unison.

He nodded unsmilingly towards the two people who came from the church, and then saluted the middle-aged man wearing the uniform of the Guard Department with a not-so-standard military salute and said loudly: "Muye of the Guard Department reports to the Minister!"

The Guard Department, the Investigation Department, and the Gendarmerie Department that guard Tianjing City are all derived from military forces, and all the formal salutes they perform are military salutes.

Bian Zhengxin looked at Makino with satisfaction: "Sit down."

"Today is the official meeting." Bian Zhengxin pointed to the camera in front of the balcony: "The council has issued the document overnight, you just tell what you know, don't make nonsense if you don't know."

"But no matter what, no one can oppress you here."

"You are the hero of Nanjiang City." As Bian Zhengxin spoke, a soft wave of energy opened the glass window of the balcony as he waved his hand: "The people and organization are your strong backing."

Makino froze for a moment, and the noisy voice outside the window came into the house.

In his vague perception, it seems that the community is full of people at the moment, tens of thousands or even more.

Makino looked complicated, and slowly sat down beside Bian Zhengxin.

Glancing at Qin Yuanqing, whose face was completely dark, Mu Ye looked at the camera and said, "Where do you want me to start?"

"We already know the cause of the incident, you only need to answer a few questions." Qin Yuanqing said in a muffled voice.

Makino nodded, he knew that there must be an explanation for this matter.

But what I didn't expect was that even the parliament in Tianjing City was alarmed.

He didn't know how much commotion this incident caused in Nanjiang City yesterday, but he knew that if the confrontation between the Lord of Protoss and Hastur was not in the realm of fantasy but in Nanjiang City yesterday, it would be impossible to say that he would survive in the end. Probably just him.

"Did you enter a fantasy world similar to the real world yesterday?" Qin Yuanqing asked the first question.

Makino glanced at Zhengxin, then turned to look at the camera: "Well, I entered a fantasy, very similar to Nanjiang City."

"What's in that illusion?"

"There is a small building that looks like a photo studio, and the church in Nanjiang City. Other buildings are blurred."

"At first I thought I was still in Nanjiang City, so I wanted to ask for help before I saw the church."

"What else?" Qin Yuanqing looked at the camera calmly and asked.

"Nina, I saw the dead Nina fighting with a moth-like monster from afar."

Makino pondered for a moment, picked up a pen and drew Xu Hong's abstract painting based on his impression in the notebook prepared by someone on the table.

"A monster like this." Makino pointed to his abstract painting.

Everyone present raised their heads to look at Makino's painting on the notebook, it was so abstract that even Bian Zhengxin frowned.

Especially Qin Yuanqing's face was turning black.

"I only have one life, I don't dare to get too close, I just glanced at it and ran away." Makino smiled and picked up his notebook and showed it to the camera.

"But my strength is low, and the aftermath of their battle almost killed me." Muye put down his notebook and pointed to his knees, shoulders, elbows and other body joints: "Yesterday Bishop Qin saw with his own eyes that I was seriously injured. Multiple."

Before Qin Yuanqing could react, Muye sighed and said, "Fortunately, I was lucky and struggled to climb back to the second-floor building in that illusion. This time I entered through the gate."

"As soon as I entered, I found that the photo frame in the center of the hall was shining, and that piece of paper was also picked up by chance."

"I remember that there seemed to be many on the ground."

"A lot?!" Qin Yuanqing's expression changed slightly.

"It's a lot, but I just want to take one to cover up my shame." Makino paused: "In the end, I rushed into the photo and returned to Nanjiang City, and survived by luck."

After speaking, Makino sat back to his original position and remained silent, while Bian Zhengxin turned his face to the side and gave Makino a reassuring look.

Qin Yuanqing frowned, took out his mobile phone and looked at it, then sighed: "Let's stop here."

"Residents in the area around the photo studio will move out as soon as possible, and someone from Tianjing City will come to focus on the investigation."

After Qin Yuanqing finished speaking, he looked at Yu Xinzhu beside him and said, "Let's go, I'll pick up the saint in a while."

Yu Xinzhu didn't say much, she was not in charge of these matters.

In the blink of an eye, Qin Yuanqing disappeared into the house with Yu Xinzhu.

Fang Lei looked left and right, and asked Bian Zhengxin, "Minister, shall we go back first?"

Bian Zhengxin hesitated for a moment and took out his mobile phone to look at it. While frowning, he turned his head and patted Makino's shoulder and said, "This matter has been finalized."

"You take a day off today, and return to the ministry tomorrow to receive an honor."

Hearing this, Makino nodded without changing his expression.

Bian Zhengxin looked at Makino with satisfaction. He came back late yesterday, but he had watched all the videos.

He stared at Makino with scorching eyes, and thought about how to praise him for a while, but in the end he just said: "The organization will not treat you badly, and the people you protect will never betray you."

Very official, very polite rhetoric.

But Makino could see a trace of seriousness in Bian Zhengxin's eyes, as if this was his usual rhetoric style.

After sending Bian Zhengxin, Fang Lei and Wang Chan away, only Li Xingruo and Qin Shiyun were left in the room waiting for him silently.

"I'll be back in Tianjing soon." Li Xingruo broke the silence first.

"Cultivate well after you go back." Muye glanced at Qin Shiyun who was approaching the kitchen, pondered for a moment and continued: "When you become the pope, I will definitely hug your thigh."

"Muye, Bishop Qin has this personality. In fact, he is very nice." Li Xingruo stood up, bowing his head like a student who has made a mistake.

Makino rubbed his sleepy eyes, didn't speak but stood quietly, he didn't want to talk about this issue.

Good or bad, it depends on who it is.

If Li Xing is the church's only one replacement saint, she is the church's treasure.

And he
If it wasn't for Li Xingruo, Qin Yuanqing would not have questioned "equally" yesterday.

All the many troubles of adults come from the lack of their own abilities.

if
Makino shook his head, throwing away the hypothetical thoughts of "if" and "if".

He doesn't want anything now, he just wants to make money.

Make money and become stronger!

Seeing Muye's silence, Li Xingruo showed a little disappointment on his small face, and forced himself to cheer up: "Well, when I become the pope, I will definitely make arrangements for you."

"You go." Makino reached out his hand to touch Li Xingruo's little head, but when it was in mid-air, he stopped stiffly and waved his hand to say goodbye.

"Then I'm leaving?" Li Xingruo looked at Muye's stiff movements and stretched his neck and repeated: "Then I'm leaving? I'm really leaving."

Muye looked at the little head that was almost touching his face, and rubbed Li Xingruo's little head helplessly: "Go. Be careful on the road."

At the same time, a round table was held on the top floor of the high tower in the inner city center of Tianjing.

With a seven-thirds haircut, black-rimmed glasses, and gray hair, the old but hale and hearty Tianjing City Lord sat on the main seat and watched the time-lapse images transmitted on the big screen.

"Have you seen this child?" He turned his head and looked at the Pope of the Church of the Holy Light and the current executive officer of the General Administration of Pharmaceuticals of the United States sitting on both sides.

The Pope of the Church of Holy Light, whose glasses were covered with a white gauze and kept his eyes closed, frowned slightly, then parted his vermilion lips and said, "That's God's favor."

"There are vague records on the slate." As she spoke, the picture on the big screen reversed back to Makino showing her drawing in the notebook.

"There must be a dreamland in that area, and the church will send people to Nanjiang City soon."

After the words fell, the figure of the Pope of the Holy Light Church gradually blurred until he disappeared.

Only the city lord of Tianjing City and the executive officer of United Laboratories were left in the field, looking at each other in dismay.

"Li Rui, what do you think?" Tianjing City Lord asked again.

"Dreamland." Li Rui, the executive officer of United Pharmaceuticals, raised his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said in a deep tone, "The slate is in the hands of the Church, and she will send someone to search for it."

"Oh?" The city lord of Tianjing City glanced at Muye on the screen, shook his head and said with a smile, "I'm asking you what you think about this child, and you two just keep silent?"

"Child?" Li Rui smiled.

"My five generations of grandchildren are all older than him, whether they are children or something." The city lord of Tianjing narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "He is now the deputy director of the Nanjiang City Guard Department, and I have given instructions."

"I don't care what you guys are doing in private, as long as it endangers the safety of the Federation." Tianjing City Lord stood up: "My old bones left over from the previous era are not so easy to chew."

The thick voice lingered in Li Rui's ears. He raised his glasses and looked at the empty conference room and muttered: "Technology is the primary productive force."

Immediately after that, there are words such as people's livelihood economy and pharmaceutical exploration.

After getting up and tidying up his clothes, Li Rui fixed his eyes on Makino on the screen, then picked up his mobile phone and thought for a moment to send a text message.

Standing in the living room, Muye looked at the direction Li Xingruo and Yukong left, feeling a burst of envy in his heart.

"What's the matter, can't bear it?" Qin Shiyun's voice suddenly came from behind Muye.

Makino shook his head and smiled, as he heard noisy voices from outside the balcony.

"These are all here to support me?" Makino walked lightly to the balcony and looked down.

Wuyang Wuyang's crowd crowded downstairs, densely packed with people, and Muye could vaguely see the bald police officer from yesterday maintaining order.

"What did you do yesterday?" Mu Ye asked Qin Shiyun who was standing beside him.

"Tell me what you have done." Qin Shiyun smiled and said, "It started four years ago, it's just like this."

"The lord of Tianjing City is elected through elections every four years." Qin Shiyun said vibrately: "He represents the will of the people."

"No matter who is on this land, as long as he stands on the opposite side of the people."

"I believe the torrent is enough to swallow him, even the Church."

Makino was noncommittal about this, and the battle between the Protoss Lord and Hastur yesterday flashed in his mind.

"I still have some things to go back to take care of." Qin Shiyun looked at Mu Ye's back and said softly, "You should rest at home first."

"Yeah." Mu Ye turned around and frowned and asked, "Is the village in the city unlivable?"

"The Ministry has arranged temporary housing." Qin Shiyun pursed her lips and looked at Mu Ye slyly: "Do you want me to move here to live with you?"

"I don't have one." Makino tensed his expression instantly, looked around his small house and said, "I have a one-bedroom here."

"Chen Lan left me a riverside villa that should still be able to accommodate people. If you want to live there, you can live there first."

Just as Qin Shiyun was about to say something, she took out her cell phone and glanced at it.

"I have to go back now." She changed her face instantly, as if she had business to do.

After sending Qin Shiyun away again, the room became deserted instantly.

Makino closed the window of the balcony, and drew the floor-to-ceiling curtains.

"Is there anyone around?" Makino asked in a low voice while sitting on the sofa.

"No." There was a hint of exhaustion in the hoarse voice of the Protoss Lord: "These two days have exhausted me."

"The benefits are all yours, and all the hardships are for me."

Makino pinched his nose. These two days, the Lord of the Protoss is indeed real. He did all the dirty work from entering the dreamland to saving himself.

After coming out, I always pay attention to helping myself to release the outside world.

"Then why don't you stay here for a few more months?" Makino tentatively asked.

"Will I live with you!" The Protoss Lord cursed and said, "Don't make trouble recently, I will soon peel off the origin of the weirdness."

"At that time, the sky will be high and the birds will fly. You take your single-plank bridge, and I will take my Yangguan road."

"Okay, okay." Makino responded casually, and raised his right hand instead.

A dark red crystal light emerged.

"How do you use this dreamland?" Makino asked in surprise, "Why do I feel that it's too chaotic to live in?"

"The realm of birth." The Protoss Lord slowly explained: "Your strength is not enough to support the construction of a complete dreamland."

"It would be nice to save something."

"Instead, it's that god." The Lord of the Protoss thought for a moment and continued: "It must have some secrets, and this dreamland is not its."

"Unfortunately, he died." Mu Ye frowned, recalling the words on the dark red piece of paper, "Is this the Fourth Epoch?"

　The new book sets sail and seeks to be collected and pursued.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)