13 Mink Street

PS: (Philias is the surname of the mad pope’s lineage. The first Mr. Felias that Neo met was a descendant of the mad pope, so the mad pope’s classmates and roommates also called him Phil in the memory screen Yas.)

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The Sect of Light died out more than a thousand years ago, and the death knell was sounded by the roar of the last mad pope standing on the Tower of Light.

And what this spiritual imprint records is the mad pope's student days, so it will only be earlier.

However, when Karen was "watching" this video more than a thousand years ago, the characters in the video actually started interacting with themselves, the "audience".

Karen's first reaction was whether there happened to be a student in the next dormitory standing in his position at that time, and Ukonga was talking to the student "at that time".

However, Ukonga's eyes did fall on him, and he was looking at him.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem like a coincidence. After all, there is no such thing as such a coincidence. I simply synchronized with that guy more than a thousand years ago, and he was also a dormitory.

It is actually very simple to verify.

It's like a person who was walking on the road was yelled vaguely, turned his head, and pointed to his face;

Karen asked, "Are you talking to me?"

Ukonga laughed and asked, "Nonsense, what else?"

This is no coincidence.

He saw himself, he really saw himself!

After all, no matter what, it is impossible for the one who fled the dormitory more than a thousand years ago to point at himself and ask such a stupid question.

So, what is he doing?

One afternoon more than a thousand years ago, in the dormitory, suddenly chatted with someone who would walk into this dormitory more than a thousand years later?

Even if I know that you will become the elder of the temple in the future, it is impossible to have such a terrifying ability, right?

After experiencing the burrow incident, Karen vaguely guessed that the God of Eternity's pursuit of the taboo of time did not seem to have completely failed as recorded in the history of the gods. This forbidden force has had its hands.

My own Raniedar is not a lone walker on the road of taboo pursuit. Although it is a god, there is a more stalwart and powerful main god than it was back then, and it is also walking on this road, even walking on its Front.

But that is the pursuit of God, how can you have it?

Gradually, Karen gradually thought of a possibility, no, it was the only reason that could explain this "interaction"!

Ukonga, the elder of the temple more than a thousand years ago, he... is not dead.

Only when he is not dead, and the spiritual imprint left here maintains a certain activity that echoes the deity, can this kind of interaction that is separated from the past memory picture occur.

Well, although this is quite shocking and inexplicable, the lifespan of the elders of the temple is about 400 years old, basically no more than 500 years old. According to the teachings, this is the blessing they get from serving the great God of Order.

But this one has lived for more than a thousand years?

From the era of the demise of the Light God Sect, to the present?

But at least, this explanation is much easier to accept than Wu Kongjia's mastering the time taboo.

So, now I exist in the spiritual imprint environment dominated by Ukonga?

So, all the people and things around are created by Ukonga's memory and cognition?

"Hey, what are you talking about, why, people have come here, but they have become shy?" Ukonga always had a cynical smile on his lips.

At this time, the crazy pope said: "Come here, after all, we are all classmates."

"Hey." Ukonga said helplessly, "Philias, are you believers of the light all good people?"

The Mad Pope responded: "When supplies are plentiful, sharing itself brings happiness."

Ukonga shrugged and said, "Do you know how hard it is to get that colorful turkey? It's an extremely precious food, and it's worth cherishing. The rooster crowing when Decarost killed the chicken just now made me It’s like hearing a classmate who lost his graduation thesis crying.”

Decarost poked his head out of the washroom and said, "This is not just a graduation thesis, but a teacher's academic thesis, which should be used to evaluate professional titles."

Wu Kongjia heard the words, and immediately said: "Which teacher is it, is it a female teacher? I think her hurt heart may need comfort now, and this is a good opportunity for me to take the opportunity to enter."

"Ms. Malena, there is a sign with her name on the chicken's neck. It took me a long time to crack it. Do you know that she even added a self-explosion prohibition to the sign? She actually wanted to blow up a chicken to death Rooster people are simply morally corrupt!"

"Oh, she must be in her sixties." Wu Kongjia frowned, "I am very satisfied at thirty, forty has charm, fifty is well-maintained and still charming, sixty... oh , What a pity, it’s beyond my recipe.”

The elder of the temple, who was later admired by all, had a really low lower limit when he was young.

However, since he is still alive with a high probability, his achievements should be much higher than other temple elders.

DeCarloster said: "So we have to get rid of it quickly and try to eat it in one meal. Do you still want to find a freezer to put it in the second meal and eat it slowly?

So I said, I'm almost done here, and you guys should act quickly, and eliminate the evidence before the security department starts a big search! "

Wu Kongjia clapped his hands and said, "Okay, good, start, I look forward to its effect. Generally speaking, graduation thesis and academic papers have that kind of strengthening effect."

After finishing speaking, Wu Kongjia bent down and took out a box from under the desk, which contained barbecue tools and fire-attribute spar. At this time, he was very familiar with assembling the barbecue grill. Obviously, this dormitory does this kind of thing Really not once or twice.

"I'm going to the cafeteria to buy some side dishes." The Crazy Pope said with a smile.

DiCarloster said: "Oh, Phileas, hurry up, your favor of helping uncles and aunts in the cafeteria with free treatment and massage will be reflected at this time."

The crazy pope patted his wallet: "I brought the coupon because my treatment didn't really succeed."

"No success?"

"Well, the problem with their hands shaking when cooking has never been cured."

"Hahahahaha!"

"Hahahahaha!"

Everyone in the dormitory laughed.

Protaras pointed to Karen and said, "Hey, come and accompany me to the public bathroom to wash dishes."

Each dormitory has its own bathroom, and there is also a large public bathroom on the first floor. Now the dormitory is being used to kill chickens, so we can only go outside first.

"Oh well."

Karen picked up a basket containing tableware and subconsciously looked at Ukonga who was busy on the side.

If I leave this dormitory by myself, this "screen" should disappear, right?

In other words, if you leave Ukonga's line of sight, you should be out of this "picture"?

"Walk."

Protaras also picked up a basket and went out, followed by Karen.

After walking out of the dormitory, Karen was surprised to find that Protaras was still in front of him, the scene around him had not disappeared, and the dormitory building in front of him had not been abandoned, that is to say, he had not yet returned to reality.

Is it because Ukonga's spiritual power is too strong, can it maintain such a large range? Or was it because of some other special reason, such as the so-called leak?

However, at least for now, Karen likes to mention an achievement, which is to wash dishes with the high priest of the Cult of Order.

Moreover, this high priest is recognized as the most influential and capable person in the history of the Cult of Order, and his political achievements have profoundly influenced the present more than a thousand years ago.

"Today is a day worth celebrating. You help me wash a few more cups. I plan to pay tribute to the warriors of the Parthian Church and pay tribute to their courage to resist the light."

"OK."

Karen lowered his head to work, and he had already noticed that when the water in the faucet washed his fingers, he didn't feel much coolness, and the touch was a little fuzzy.

Karen immediately realized that this should be his instinct resisting the state of being affected by the spiritual imprint.

His current mental will has become stronger after being tempered by hunger addiction.

Karen settled down, and began to take the initiative to reduce his own instinct, which seemed to force him to bend down and pretend to be short in order to match the meal.

After this operation, the "matching degree" went up again, and the water in the faucet suddenly became cool and clear.

But there will also be a problem in this way, that is, in the process of creating and maintaining this "picture", I have also contributed.

Originally, I was just an "audience", but now I not only came in to interact, but also took the initiative to take part of the responsibility for maintaining the operation.

So, what kind of strange state is this?

It's not time travel, nor is it going back in time, but can the image left by the spiritual imprint be so open?

Protaras continued: "The editor of the school magazine has already asked me to write a manuscript. I will write several articles in a row to build momentum for the light to invade Anxi, to promote the bravery and admiration of Anxi, and to support the Anthropology in the war against the light. The last resting man."

See Karen does not speak, but concentrates on playing "faucet";

Protaras frowned slightly and asked, "Are you listening to me?"

"Ah, yes."

"You're not interested in politics?"

"No, I'm interested."

"We should be interested, at least for now." Protaras looked Karen up and down, and said seriously, "Because only if we really win this confrontation with the Illuminati, can Symmetra truly bloom in the entire church circle .”

It can be felt that Protaras is very energetic. He is keen to express his political views to everyone around him, and export his cognition and theory.

"Yes, you are right. Only after the sect of light dies, can the "Regulations of Order" become the rules of the entire church circle."

Karen's response obviously fit the ideal blueprint in Protaras's mind. He raised the plate and waved it: "All the customs, styles, and traditions of other gods, I will back off. From now on, run The only rule in the world is the Order Regulations.

It can be very thick or very thin, we don’t even need to care about what is written in it, specifically which volume, chapter and article, we hold it in our left hand and clenched our fist in our right, and we can dictate it as needed content, lol. "

"This will cause problems." Karen said, "The unscrupulous use of power will inevitably come back to yourself in the end."

Protaras frowned and said, "You are so pedantic."

"It's not pedantic, the God of Light is now a mirror, we won the light, not to become the next light.

The strength of absolute power does not conflict with theories and rules. Sometimes self-restraint is not a derogatory term, just like a dam. Its existence does block the Pentium from venting, but its regulation can reduce the impact of flood season and drought . "

Protaras looked at Karen and said, "What you said is too far away. Right now, the God of Light is still standing in front of us."

"Only the party who sees the future clearly in advance can win the present."

Protaras was silent, and continued to wash the dishes.

When the two of them cleaned up their dishes and were about to go back, Protaras lifted the basket and said, "I admit, what you said is very reasonable. Although it is only a theoretical thing, it can indeed guide the direction of reality."

"I'm just talking casually."

"Are you a friend of Phileas?"

"Me?"

"Isn't it? I thought you were invited by Philias. He likes to make friends very much. No, he can make good friends with everyone. This is a characteristic of believers in the light... "

"Philias is a good man."

"Yes, good man, if he doesn't return to the Light God Sect, I believe I will become good friends with him forever, unfortunately..." Protaras touched Karen's robe with one hand, "Unfortunately, we The color of the robe on his body is different after all."

In order to be as low-key as possible in school, Karen is wearing the ordinary robe of order.

What would happen to the "plot" if I was wearing a ministerial robe now?

Will Ukonga ask: "Hey, leader, are you here to check the bedroom and have a meal?"

When he returned to the dormitory, Ukonga had already set up the barbecue grill, and the fire spar had been ignited. On it, a plucked turkey was strung there with "closed eyes", spinning and jumping.

While brushing the spices, Ukonga said, "This multicolored turkey seems to have nothing special after it has been plucked, so is its characteristic only in the color of the chicken feathers?"

Di Carlos said: "Feathers of different colors have different attributes of power."

As he said that, Decarost raised his hands, with many bloody cuts on them, as if he had just grabbed a blade with both hands.

"Chicken feathers with fire and thunder attributes are really uncomfortable to handle. I hope its meat quality can make up for my hard work."

Ukonga shook his head and said: "I think you may be disappointed, the meat seems to be a bit woody, so things like turkey will never become the mainstream on the dining table, even if it grows more colorful chicken feathers.

Decarost, if you are free tomorrow, go and steal a Sandy back. Its meat is good, and its feathers are more beautiful and holy. It can be used to make bedding and mattresses.

The last time I took that set of mattresses made of Sandy feathers to a date, the elasticity saved my waist a lot of strain. "

Shandi is the ethnic group name of the worshiping bird of the Cult of Order.

When Karen heard these words, she just felt that Sandy in every age had such a miserable life.

Protaras said: "If you steal Sandy again, the moral education department will have to find a turkey to take charge of the opening ceremony at the next school celebration. They will go crazy."

"I'm back." The Crazy Pope walked into the dormitory carrying two bags of side dishes.

"Did they accept your coupon?" Ukonga asked.

"No."

"That's a bit of a conscience for them."

"But I insisted on keeping the voucher."

"Oh, Phileas, you are really mentally retarded!" Ukonga looked at him incomprehensibly, "You are so kind, why don't you go back and become the Queen of the Bright Pope and disband the Bright God Sect, so that the world will be peaceful gone."

Protaras joked: "If this is the case, Phileas will have to hide his identity when he comes to our class, and be careful not to be taken as the light... the remnants of the light, hahaha."

Everyone laughed again.

Karen also smiled cooperatively.

The four roommates present only thought it was a joke, but the reality is that after a thousand years, arresting and cleaning up the remnants of the light is the default red line of the Cult of Order.

"Is it ready?" asked DeCarloster. "I'm hungry."

Wu Kongjia shook his head and said: "Don't worry, don't worry, it's the same as flirting. If you don't set the temperature properly, you won't get real deliciousness."

Karen found a chair and sat down.

De Carlos pointed to Karen and asked, "Hey, can you tell me how you take care of it?"

"Oh, God, Decarost, what do you mean?" Ukonga shouted exaggeratedly, "No wonder I can't help you find a girlfriend. It turns out that your track started from the very beginning. The direction is different from mine."

The crazy pope said: "Ukonga, you are going too far."

"This classmate doesn't even care about it himself. What are you talking about, Phileas, right? This classmate, what's your name?"

"Karen, Karen Silva."

Ukonga might still be alive, so Karen dared not say the last name "Inmeles" to him.

"I have never heard of the name of this family."

"My family is a family of judges."

"A family of judges?" Ukonga licked his lips, "Sounds very high-end, haha."

Protaras reminded: "Ukonga, you are indeed going too far. As a believer in order, have you forgotten the most basic teachings?"

"Damn me!" Ukonga raised his hands, "I surrender, I surrender, what crime did I do, you two guys give me ideological and moral lessons every day, I said, since you like educating people so much , from now on, one will be the Pope and the other will be the High Priest, don’t blame me for looking down on you if you don’t!”

De Carlos touched his chin, which had already begun to have a beard, and asked Karen, "I just want to discuss how to take care of my skin. I think I'm getting rougher now."

"You need the nourishment of love." Ukonga said.

DiCarloster said: "But the girl I pursued last time seems to have rougher skin than mine?"

"Who told you to go after the foreign students of the Thunder God Sect? They will attract thunder into their bodies every now and then, their pores are enlarged, and their body hair is so thick and hard that it is like a lightning rod."

DeCarloster retorted: "It's a wild and healthy beauty!"

Ukonga nodded: "Yes, yes, yes, I have talked about a female believer of the Thunder God Sect. She made me feel the electric shock feeling for the first time when I was doing business on the bed. It is really not an artistic exaggeration."

Protaras asked, "Is that the time you went back to the dormitory with an exploding head?"

Ukonga: "That's because you didn't see the bottom of me. The shape of the bottom is the same as that of a porcupine."

Decarost let out a "hehe" and said, "Why should I discuss love with you boar."

"At least I won't be like someone who took the girl I wanted to pursue to the forbidden breeding space to steal dragon eggs, and took her to soak in dragon feces for three days and three nights, would they all be marinated?"

"It was an accident, it was an accident! And we supported each other that time, and finally left safely without being discovered."

"That's why she didn't agree to be your girlfriend, because when she sees you, she will think of that dead shit swamp."

Karen reminded: "It's baked."

Wu Kongjia looked down: "Well, that's right, ready to cut, cubs, put your dinner plates on the table, dad will feed you."

DiCarloster took out the cooked blood sausage, cut it open, and put it on a plate.

The mad pope served with garnishes;

Protaras began to pour the wine.

After everything was ready, when everyone toasted, Protaras shouted: "Come on, let's make a toast to our brave resting warriors first!"

"cheers!"

"cheers!"

After drinking, Ukonga joked: "Protaras, you really have to thank our Phileas for his good temper. He didn't put medicine in your water glass and sent you to report to the First Knights."

The crazy pope said: "They are all classmates and friends." After a pause, he continued, "He is not qualified to join your First Order Knights now, it would be a pity to be poisoned to death, at least until he is eligible to go in the future , poisoned to death, and then purify it to relieve the qi."

"Hahahaha." Protaras laughed, "To be honest, I am actually looking forward to it. I hope that when you Guangming will be tougher, you will simply tear your skin off and officially start a war with our order. I also want to know the first chapter of our order. How powerful is the Knights?"

The crazy pope said: "Your order can take the initiative to start a war."

Protaras shook his head: "Are we stupid? Time is up to me."

"It tastes good," DeCarloster said after taking a bite of the turkey.

"It's really good." Ukonga also changed his evaluation, "So the topic of Teacher Malena's thesis may be "On How to Improve Breeds to Make Turkey Meat Tastier"?"

Karen took a bite and found it unexpectedly tender and juicy.

Although he knows that what he is eating now is fake, but when it feels completely realistic, the boundary between real and fake is actually blurred.

"By the way, what class is this afternoon?" Ukonga asked.

"You want to skip class again? I think you don't want to graduate." Protaras said.

"I don't care. I'm not a material for studying, and I don't intend to go into politics. The only advantage is that I have a little talent in practice. Hehe, that's why my dad didn't strangle me to death."

DiCarloster said: "Your father is really kind. If I were you, I would find a way to reverse time and space, and then launch the one that made you into the wall."

"Hey hey." Ukonga laughed out loud, "It's the first time I've heard swearing with taboos."

Karen asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

The Crazy Pope replied: "Ukonga's family originally recommended him, and he finally passed the screening and obtained the qualification to inherit the inheritance of your "Master" of the God of Order, but he himself finally refused."

Protaras said: "Fortunately, Ukonga did not become the Son of God, otherwise we would have to kneel and eat with him when we eat now."

"Hey, hey, what's so good about being the Son of God? In this life, I think I can only live to be seventy years old."

DeCarloster reminded: "You don't know temperance, and it's nice to live to fifty."

Karen thought: No, he has lived for more than a thousand years.

Wu Kongjia said: "So, in this life that I finally got, why should I become a substitute for others, and become a puppet under the label of others?"

Protaras asked: "Even if he is an 'adult'?"

Ukonga asked, "Who taught me that everyone is equal under order?"

Protaras said: "But the existence of the Son of God has a great effect on the religion of God."

Wu Kongjia: "Then I will fight for it. The existence in the future will be more important than the Son of God."

DeCarloster quipped, "Are you referring to the sowing aspect?"

"Why, can't it? The girls I'm dating now will definitely regret taking contraceptive measures when they dated me in the future."

Protaras stroked his forehead helplessly: "Ukonga, you have chosen the wrong major. You should go to the Monster Breeding Academy to solve the problem of difficult breeding of powerful monsters."

"It's not the same thing."

"No, I think you are powerful enough to break through the reproductive barrier."

"Thank you for your compliment, I understand it as your worship of my ability in this area."

"as long as you are happy."

"So, you still haven't answered me, what class is in the afternoon, I'm considering whether to catch up with the schedule and do some time management."

The Crazy Pope said: "Our elective courses are together. In the afternoon it is "Artifact Perception Class". The people who sealed off the space should have arrived."

Wu Kongjia said: "What's the point of looking at the artifact in class? It's completely covered with a cover like a baby, and you can only watch it from a distance. It's meaningless at all. It would be great if you can go to the closed space, maybe I can also chat with the beautiful Miss Qi Ling. Although they are soul bodies, the powerful Qi Ling can almost materialize the body. I want to experience that wonderful feeling. Di Carlos ,what do you think?"

"I'm fine, I dare to go anywhere." De Carlos patted his chest, "I'm really not afraid, but the premise is, how to go?"

Protaras reminded: "Are you crazy?"

It's not that he can't take jokes, but that he is very aware of the lawlessness of his two roommates.

Past experience told him that many times, amazing moves started as a joke in this dormitory.

Ukonga said: "In fact, it is very simple to go to the forbidden space. Start with the people in the closed space. Is there a female teacher or priestess in this open class? I can sacrifice my beauty to find out information."

DiCarloster said: "It's too difficult to get in. There is still that thing guarding it. Its eyes have been scanning the forbidden space. Who told you that the god of order has fallen so many gods back then? The artifacts stored in the closed space are more than There are many other churches. However, I think we can change our thinking, we don’t have to go in, but we can invite the artifact out to play.”

Ukonga said: "So I said, what I mean is that I will be responsible for getting the drawing of the altar, Protaras and Philias, you are responsible for arranging the altar, this is not difficult for you, right? , honor students?"

Protaras shook his head and said, "I wouldn't do such a thing."

"Then don't eat this turkey!" Ukonga said angrily.

The crazy pope said: "If there are blueprints, it is not difficult to arrange the altar, but the problem is, no matter how you arrange it, you need a reception point in the closed space, Decarost, do you have a way to go in first? "

Di Carlos said with a smile on his face: "Unless you give me a holy angel and a fallen angel to drive me, I really can't think of any other way to let me enter their forbidden space of the Order of God."

Karen reached out and touched his ring.

Wu Kongjia said with emotion: "Then there's nothing to play, forget it, I'd better skip class and go to the grove."

Decarost sighed: "It seems that the closed space is too high-end now, not suitable for me now, but I will definitely try to go in in the future, and look at the trophy exhibition hall of your God of Order back then."

The crazy pope ate a piece of blood sausage: "Let's go to class, study hard and learn knowledge."

Protaras smiled and said: "Look, look, it's not that I'm not loyal enough not to help you, there is really no way, haha."

Karen was thinking while chewing the turkey, could this image of mental imprint continue to be extended to the outside world?

Even if it is not reality, it is false, but to what extent can it be extended?

Originally, Karen thought that he might try to go to class with them after dinner, but they still planned to go to the forbidden space to do something?

So, do you want to give it a try?

Let's see, can it be extended? By the way, I would also like to confirm whether what is extended is the "memory thinking" of Ukonga, the still living elder of the temple, or... the common memory thinking of the people in this dormitory.

Because judging from the contact during this period of time, each of them is so vivid, it seems that they are not only supporting roles fabricated according to impressions in Ukonga's memory and thinking?

Karen said:

"Well, if you really want to seal the space, I have a way."

For a while, the other four people were all quiet, and their eyes fell on Karen.

Karen continued to add: "If there is a need for a support point, I can place it, and the rest can only be relied on by you."

Ukonga stood up suddenly, walked in front of Karen, and stared at Karen closely and seriously.

At this moment, he gave Karen a feeling that he was about to walk out of the "picture".

But soon, Ukonga hugged Karen: "Student, are you joking?"

"no."

"Dad, are you really kidding?"

"no."

Ukonga beat Karen's chest with his fist and said with a smile, "My son believes in you!"

DeCarloster whistled, "Wow, I feel my spirit of adventure burning!"

The crazy pope said: "The materials can be prepared."

Protaras frowned and said to Karen seriously: "I will acquiesce that you really have this ability, but do you know the consequences of doing so, and do you know how serious this matter is!"

Karen didn't know how to reply for a moment.

Protaras immediately showed a smile: "This is not an example!"

This is a dormitory where you can choose roommates. They live together, to a certain extent, it is an expression of congenial interests. Protaras' previous seriousness is probably just fake seriousness. In his bones, he also hopes that everyone can play together and enjoy that The pleasure of being temporarily disrupted by an order.

They are all real heroes in the future, who have influenced the changes of the times, and most importantly, they are still very young.

However, it is really hard for ordinary people to imagine how high-end their playfulness can be when a group of young bigwigs gather together.

Ukonga shouted: "Come, come, raise your glass again, regardless of whether you succeed in the end, before the excitement is extinguished by reality, before your emotions soften, let's have another drink first! "

Everyone raised their glasses again: "Cheers!"

When the drink entered his throat, De Carlos bumped into Karen, causing Karen to choke.

"Cough cough cough..."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Karen took the tissue from the Mad Pope, coughing and laughing at the same time;

this moment,

Karen suddenly had an illusion in his heart, that is, they seemed to be... all alive.