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142
The first galaxy, Emperor Star.
Inside the Temple of Light.
Below the majestic zenith is an arc-shaped viewing platform surrounded by gorgeous murals with a diameter of several meters. The silver-haired pope stood in the very center of the auditorium, and the voice of singing echoed softly in the temple.
Praise God.
The front hall of the Emperor Star's Bright Temple is only open to the public every Monday morning. No tickets are required, and every citizen of the empire can enjoy the glory of God.
However, the viewing platform of the temple is only 1,000 seats, and tourists from other places often crowd it.
Generally, it is the cardinal who sings the hymn, but occasionally the pope will appear in person.
For example today.
Some ignorant children started to speak in a low voice at this time, "Mom? Is the Pope up there? He looks so good"
As expected of the Pope of the Empire, he had a face loved by God. Awe-inspiring and inviolable, sacred like stars.
The lady on the side immediately covered the child's mouth with a handkerchief. The expression was panicked. After all, according to the canon, this can be regarded as "blasphemy".
Yao Chonghua opened his silver eyes at this time, smiled and nodded towards the source of the voice, signaling them not to be nervous.
Four hundred years ago, the 17th Pope colluded with the Zerg race for treason, and was suppressed by the military. The only violent institution of the Holy See, the "Inquisition", was also removed from history. Since then, the status of the Holy See has plummeted.
Now, the canon of the Church of Light is not as strict as before.
When the pope left the stage, many people present showed expressions of reluctance.
Yao Chonghua's reputation among the people is not low.
? After completing the weekly morning ceremony, Yao Chonghua took off the gorgeous and expensive Pope's tiara, put on his usual clothes, and sat down in the first row of the auditorium.
In the auditorium that should have been empty, there was one person left.
Yi Yansheng was sitting in the first row, with a blanket covering her legs and holding a stove in her hand, looking a little sick.
Now that the empire has not yet entered winter, he already feels a little cold.
Yao Chonghua sat down beside him and said softly: "You are here."
Yi Yansheng glanced at him, coughed a few times, but didn't pick up the conversation.
So Yao Chonghua had no choice but to speak on his own: "I have already investigated what you ordered. According to my speculation, Lin New Year's Eve should be one of the spies sent by the Zerg. As long as his identity is exposed to the public, even if Even if Song Shaoyu comes back, he won't be able to keep him"
"Hahahahaha¡ª¡ª" Unexpectedly, Yi Yansheng let out a maniacal laugh at this moment, "Hahayou actually said that he is a Zerg."
Obvious astonishment appeared on Yao Chonghua's face.
"It turns out, isn't it?" He lowered his head a little ashamed, "I was negligent. I'll check it out again."
Thanks to the news reports from Seventeen Galaxies, Yao Chonghua had deduced that New Year's Eve was Lin New Year's Eve, after all, Zerg would have that kind of juvenile form.
In addition, he also discovered something that interested him very much.
On the Seventeenth galaxy, there is a low-level military officer named Asi, who has written no less than dozens of complaint letters over the years, and has been persistently holding Gavin.
He decided that Gavin was a Zerg and asked the military to investigate thoroughly. These letters have not been uploaded once, and even because of his unreasonable troubles, the local office has refused to accept his complaint letters since four years ago.
What made Assi think that Gavin was a Zerg? Yao Chonghua was very curious about this.
On the wheelchair, Yi Yansheng waved her hand, and said flatly: "It's not necessary. At least your general idea is not wrong."
"Then what should I do?" Yao Chonghua asked respectfully.
Yi Yansheng looked at the person sitting beside him, his body leaned forward slightly, his pale fingers brushed the back of Yao Chonghua's hand, and stroked the bright red "Bright Bible" in his hand.
"Isn't it written in the scriptures of the Guangming God Sect?" A sick smile appeared on Yi Yansheng's face. His voice was very low, but his articulation was extremely clear. As if squeezed out of the cracks, "How to deal with 'God', you are the Pope, don't you still know?"
Yao Chonghua's expression was shocked for a moment.
Yi Yansheng got very close, the breath on his neck was hot, but the temperature between the touching fingers was as cold as ice.
Yao Chonghua said: "So that's the case I understand."
theAre you a spy who has advanced to the difficulty level? "
The crystal nucleus turned around, like an old monk in meditation, standing still.
Gas was useless, so Gavin had no choice but to run to the training ground alone, and with a violent hammer, he smashed through the dynamometer on the warship training ground.
The upper limit of this dynamometer is eighteen tons.
From this point of view, this crystal nucleus is probably not completely useless.
At least his body is much stronger than before.
In addition, today is not completely without good news.
Gavin was reviewing with the medical officer, and Yun Zhong rushed in blusteringly, with a look of joy: "Captain!! The main fleet is back!"
This sentence was automatically translated into two things in Gavin's ears:
First, the counter-offensive plan has achieved complete victory.
Second, his New Year's Eve finally came back.
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On March 22, it rained today. I didn't want to work, so I happened to be in estrus on New Year's Eve, so I slept on New Year's Eve.
On March 23, sleep on New Year's Eve.
On March 24, sleep on New Year's Eve.
March 25, Gavin, Gavin, how can you be so depraved! Time to get up and do business!
On March 26, he was found sneaking away, was captured on New Year's Eve, and slept on New Year's Eve.
On March 27, sleep on New Year's Eve.
March 28th, grass, the annual estrus on New Year's Eve. The estrus period is finally over.
March 29,
"Your Majesty's bruises are getting heavy again. You must be working hard for state affairs every day!"
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