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Chapter 85
After three days without seeing the light, the staff carefully prepared a pair of sunglasses, but the style may be a bit unsatisfactory.
Chu Xiao looked at the mask-like sunglasses in the hands of the staff: ""
People still have to have basic aesthetics.
She raised her leg and walked out of the elevator: "Let's go."
The center of the island is underground, and the lighting is not as strong as natural light. It may be a little dazzling for the first few minutes, but it is not uncomfortable after the eyes get used to it.
She followed behind the staff, sideways to avoid a team of police robots, which was different from the previous situation of making do with batons.
This daily patrol robot guard has been equipped with a gun?
From Xiaoheiwu to District 1, you have to pass through Dao Xinlan in the middle. As Chu Xiao gets closer and closer to Dao Xinlan, there are more and more guards.
Not only police robots, but even the guards of Emperor Island have appeared.
The staff knew that Chu Xiao had closed the small black room for the past few days, and they might not know anything, so they slowed down and almost walked side by side with Chu Xiao: "Some things have happened in the past few days, and the internal defense of the island heart has been raised to three levels."
Chu Xiao: "Attack?"
"It's not an attack, but it can be equated."
The staff gave a wry smile, stopped, looked at Dao Xinlan, who had already appeared in the field of vision, and raised his chin: "Nuo¡ª¡ª"
Chu Xiao looked at the huge transparent Dao Xinlan inside the glass pillar.
The blue source power that had already submerged the roots had almost bottomed out at this time, only a thin layer.
The staff obviously had their own affairs, and stopped after sending Chu Xiao into the gate of District 1: "I will send you here."
Chu Xiao seemed to be pulled out of his own thoughts, and he took two steps forward before stopping: "Okay."
The staff looked at her young face.
Twenty-one years old is just old enough for the Prince Chu Festival. After thinking about it, I said a few more words, and said in a persuasive tone: "At your level, it's not worth fighting here. If you miss a few festivals, you'll see me later." It¡¯s a bit difficult to make up.¡±
If you want to fight, you can record it first, and then count it when you go out.
? The minor festivals are held every three days, and the major festivals are held once every seven days.
The last week of each month is the truce period.
As a seeded player, if he starts behind the others, it may directly affect the final result.
Chu Xiao knew that the other party had good intentions: "Thank you."
In the end, he did not express his attitude.
Back in the residential area, Chu Xiao didn't need to look for Yang Hong this time, he was squatting in front of his house.
Holding an optical computer in his hand, playing a stand-alone game from the first perspective, vividly interpreting a hundred ways to die.
Being bitten to death by mobs, being pitted to death by npc, being hit by a car, falling to death by going up a mountain
Chu Xiao stared at it for a long time, then simply took the portable optical computer in his hand, changed the weapon casually, and shot one headshot.
Yang Hong's reaction was a little slow, as if he realized that Chu Xiao didn't know when he came back. He sat on the steps and looked up at Chu Xiao: "Come back?"
Chu Xiao looked at the game: "The confinement is only three days."
Yang Hong laughed.
Only this word, why does it sound regretful?
Chu Xiao threw the light brain back to Yang Hong, stared at his face for a few seconds, reached out and opened the door: "Come in and sit for a while?"
"No, I'll be right back."
Yang Hong got up, reached out and took out the Dao Xinlan in his pocket, "Tomorrow is the big memorial day¡ª¡ª"
Before he finished speaking, Chu Xiao carried him in by the collar.
There was only one chair in the room, and Chu Xiao dragged the chair out: "Sit."
After she finished speaking, she turned around and went to the bathroom to boil water regardless of Yang Hong's reaction.
Coming out of the bathroom with hot water, Chu Xiao poured Yang Hong a cup of hot water first, and stood by the side of the desk holding the hot water cup, standing comfortably.
Turning around and seeing Yang Hong put the mini island Xinlan on the table, he was a little helpless: "You look so ugly, just to save this for me?"
Yang Hong changed the subject bluntly: "How is your rest these days?"
Been sleeping all the time, barely waking up.
But when mentioning this, Chu Xiao remembered something: "Wait a minute."
As she spoke, she put her cup on the table, and in Yang Hong's sight, a blue butterfly flew out from above her head.
?Compared to the last time, it is bigger by two circles as a whole, and the torso is fattened into a spherical shape.?She didn't want to do this, so she didn't want to delay their future. She refused very directly: "Daoxin Lankai, I will leave here, you should change people."
Qi Jia also knew that Chu Xiao was a well-known Buddhist, but when she heard that she had no interest in taking this path, she was still a little surprised. After looking at each other for a few times, she decided to pass this "big sacrifice day" first.
A group of people came to the "Great Festival" venue with their own thoughts.
There is no auditorium in the venue on the grand festival day, and there is no deterrent "Shimaoshin Orchid" body above the head.
He is more like a casual club, surrounded by tables and seats for people to rest, and even drinks and snacks.
As soon as Chu Xiao stepped in, Lou Ye, who was sitting on a chair beside him, raised his hand.
She turned her head to look at Fu Huai who was smiling at him from the other direction, nodded slightly in greeting, and then walked towards Lou Ye.
"Seeing that you were so angry that day, I didn't dare to say hello to you."
Lou Ye poured Chu Xiao a cup of coffee: "The kid you threw out is called Fu Ke. I cleaned it up for you yesterday."
"Thanks."
Chu Xiao picked up the coffee and glanced around.
? On the festival day, there is plenty of space in the venue. With dozens of people and various rest facilities, the whole venue does not feel crowded at all.
Among the five high-ranking nobles, except for her and Lou Ye, the other three were surrounded by everyone, and they were clearly separated.
Eight-star nobleman Fu Huai, the son of the late prince Jiang Jingyu, and Simin from the council.
The three of them, Fu Huai, have the highest rank. The other two are slightly less talented but have complementary backgrounds. The three of them can be said to be evenly matched.
At this point, the opening time has come.
However, everyone should chat to chat, drink tea to drink tea, and eat dessert to eat dessert. There is no intention of fighting at all.
Chu Xiao's mind was warm, and he spoke a little lazily: "What's the situation now?"
The time has come, let's drink tea instead
Lou Ye handed over the list on the table: "According to the schedule of the grand festival, now is the time for communication."
Chu Xiao took the list and took a look, it was true.
[8:00-9:00, free communication time. ¡¿
In fact, since the day of the memorial ceremony, she vaguely understood that the ceremony of the crown prince is not simply to raise Gu, relying on the power of the source to pile up a crown prince, and several high-ranking ones are just the most obvious.
In the repeated "sacrifice day", those who are enterprising, persevering, emotionally intelligent, and working in small groups will all come out.
In the end, due to the situation, they will be subordinated to the high-ranking nobles.
Under the same life and death, the friendship and tacit understanding will become higher and higher, and the last bit of unwillingness will disappear because of the crown prince's enthronement.
Regulatory Secretary This is the team that will build the future for the prince.
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I originally accepted everyone's opinions, and started writing at five o'clock according to Haruki Murakami's schedule.
Then set the alarm clock at five o'clock last night¡ª¡ª
? As a result, I dreamed of going back to high school, and the familiar operations were completed in one go.
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