Sand Sculpture Demon King, Online Farming

01.

There was a light rain early this morning, and the gloomy sky raindrops kept falling. Because the rain was not very heavy, and the speed of evaporation, there was not much water on the ground after the morning. The light gray clouds in the sky were of different shades, and the texture did not look soft, and the entire Famagusta lost its color. Under the black clouds, the main church of the Dark Vatican is even more magnificent and majestic, with a cult-like beauty.

After Monroe came out of the conference hall, he saw Hill looking at the scenery outside in front of the window.Although he was basically used to his fascination, the distance from Magnolia City to the Dark Vatican was beyond human reach, so the door Luo still raised his eyebrows calmly: "You are here."

Hill looked at the mythology depicted on the broken glass. The demon king crowned the dark pope. The white skeletal crown was coated with a shell by faith, which made the crown glow and became a typical pope laurel in line with the impression of everyone. Hill did not respond to Monroe’s words, and answered the wrong question: “I just passed by Magnolia City. Old Jackson’s son Jefferson told me that there was another corruption incident under the Bird of Dawn.”

Monroe didn't mind that Hill didn't respond to him, but followed Hill's words and said: "There have been a lot of things, and I need to think of an overall measure."

"Yeah. It's time to determine a set of systems from bottom to top, and other organizations can refer to it in the future. These things are not a problem of Jackson's ability, but they have never encountered these problems before, so-called Crossing the river by feeling the stones is almost like this. But fortunately there is me." Hill said.

"Yes, fortunately there is you." Monroe said.

Hill turned around, Monroe saw his lover he hadn't seen for nearly a month. He hadn't changed a bit. Of course Monroe himself hadn't changed a bit. Time has almost solidified on them, and they have now achieved a certain meaning. The eternity of the world, so does the expectation of feelings. Then Hill smiled at Monroe. He always didn't spare his smile to anyone. He smiled at his opponents, smiled at friends, smiled at strangers, and smiled at enemies.

Such a Hill will give people a very special feeling. Some people think he is easy to get along with, some people think he is frightening, and of course some people don't force the number under his smile (...).

A paladin once said to Hill like this: "My king, in fact, I always wanted to tell you that you made me particularly insecure."

Hill’s first sentence was: "Huh? Are you trying to pry your captain's corner?"

Paladin: "Huh?"

Hill touched his chin and said, "What you said is very similar to what a girl and boy in love say. I like Paladins very much. That's right, so you are really suggesting..."

The Paladin Khan: "No, that's not what I mean, I just want to express that..."

"Oh, then you just subconsciously want to dig Monroe's corner, is it so exciting?" Hill asked.

Seeing that the Paladin wanted to dig a pit from the ground to bury himself, Hill became serious: "A sense of security, this kind of thing is not given to you by others, but you yourself....Of course. This statement requires other understanding in your situation."

"Ah, you mean..."

"I can give you whatever you want, money, glory, everything. Except for a sense of security." Hill said.

After speaking, Hill couldn't help but slapped his mouth. He said, if it weren't for this situation, he would be a proper scumbag.

——The memory is over.

"You said that." Hill smiled again. "How come you start to blow me out of nowhere."

"You can't feel how powerful you are. A brainless person can't feel it. The more a brainy person is, the more you can perceive how powerful you are." blow."

Hill smiled again, "Well, I actually have a plug-in."

"...I don't understand what you are talking about, but do you want to have lunch together?" Monroe asked.

"Okay." Hill blinked. "So should I eat first or eat me first?"

Monroe thought for a moment: "Can you side by side?"

Hill:?

... jiligulu.

After lunch in various senses, Hill went to his room in the dark vatican (it is said that he now has his own room in various places), and then took out his mobile phone to start the whole system. When he was studying a paper on company management with his head inflated, there was a knock on the door.

Hill put down his phone and sensed that it was Monroe who went out: "Come in."

Monroe walked into the room wearing a white linen robe, and he casually asked, "What was he doing just now, I didn't even notice when I approached."

Hill smiled and said, "I'm doing something very secret, I'm not going to tell you the kind."

"Okay." Monroe smiled and did not continue to ask.

"Well, about the institutional system mentioned in the morning, I now have some ideas, come to you to discuss with me..."

The two of them said that. At the end of the discussion, Hill suddenly poked his head out: "Aren't you curious about my past? What are the secrets I said?"

"Curious," Monroe replied.

"Why don't you ask?" Hill asked.

"Because you didn't take the initiative to say, the important thing is your present and future." Monroe said.

Hill lowered his lips, "There is no standard answer for novel romance novels."

Monroe: "Huh?"

"Haha, your reaction is kind of cute."

"Then I will change it." Monroe thought for a moment, and said seriously: "Look at how I clean up you and let you speak out?"

"Oh, this is the standard answer for uninspired novels." Hill said.

Monroe touched the back of his head: "...Is the development of novels so fast now?"

Hill was cute again by Monroe's reaction: "Hahaha, there are traces of birds flying everywhere in the sky, you can't develop a new way of flying."

"Then I have no circumvention, and I can say whatever I want." Monroe said, "At least for you."

"...Ah, yes, it can be like this to me."

At this afternoon, the sky cleared, the wind blows away the clouds, the sun melts the clouds, and the sky seems to be shining with crystal blue light, which is very transparent. very nice.

02.

Oitin Empire. Bright Church.

It was late at night when Teresa returned to the Holy See. He was thinking about going back to see his father. As a result, as soon as he entered the Holy City, a monk came over and said that the Pope asked him to go back and look for him directly. Theresa slandered in his heart that I want to sleep if you don’t sleep, but it’s just a slander.

The first thing the other party did when he met the pope was a polite greeting, and then he said a question that made Teresa feel like this: "What are you talking about?"

The Pope still asked. Teresa sighed in her heart. It's just a mortal, of course it's a mortal. Fortunately, it's a mortal. After sighing, Teresa reported to the Pope the results of "what they should say in theory" that had been discussed with Monroe.

"Yeah." Pope Guangming nodded: "It's not surprising that Monroe would say these things. The devil's posture is too domineering... This probably has a lot to do with your previous attitude to the devil."

Teresa just nodded silently.

"I feel that you have become more determined after this trip," the pope said.

"Yeah." Teresa nodded.

"How's it?"

"confirmed."

After speaking, Teresa raised his head and looked into the Pope’s eyes, and said every word: “Anyway, the opponent is the enemy. Some things must be done by unscrupulous means, and some things must be done.”

The pope did not blame him for arrogant at this time, but nodded with satisfaction: "I feel your determination. Okay, it's getting late, you can go back and rest."

"Okay." Teresa saluted after speaking and left.

He walked out of the church and looked up at the sky. The darkness of the night expanded, and the starry sky seemed to be lit up in an instant, as if a **** opened his eyes.

03.

The Never Island needed for "Peter Pan" is slowly being arranged. After Hill has arranged all the recent major events, he has been idle. The magazine work has basically been handed over, unless he hopes You have a sudden inspiration, otherwise you will not have to ask about this matter at all.

The overall quality of the magazine must have dropped a bit, but the quality now is more than enough.

When he was free, Hill entered the vacation mode directly. He first strolled on the Deathbird for a while, and expanded the pirate immersive theater a bit. Then, Hill thought, could it be an immersive theater with a doomsday theme. Ah, plus the nature of Battle Royale. Oh, by the way, it seems that we can start zombie movies, such as "The Walking Dead", "Resident Evil"... Hill is now ready to assemble these scripts and hand them over to Lich Allighey for filming.

Hehehe let the authentic lich shoot this kind of zombie film, it's exciting to think about it.

Hill has always longed for the life of pirates, and of course he also understands that his yearning is a yearning after artistic processing. Now he has the ability to make reality the same as his life after artistic processing.

Because of Hill's presence, the pirates on the Dead Bird have been eating delicious meals recently.

Hill’s staple food tonight is grouper, which is much higher in practical value and taste than carp. The braised grouper, which is slowly fried on a simmer, has a fresh, fragrant and smooth taste, and the fragrance spreads far away. . Hill took a bite and put it in his mouth, sighing: "Irvin's craftsmanship is really getting better and better."

Irvine replied: "It's not that my craftsmanship is better, but that I gradually mix up the proportions and taste of the seasoning that my king prefers little by little, so my king will feel that the food is getting better and better."

"That's it." Hill nodded, and then took a bite of the paper-wrapped fish on the other side. This paper-wrapped fish has rich side dishes. The tender fish has no thorns. The outside is slightly charred, and the water vapor is locked in the ingredients. The taste is rich in bite. The crispy scorched skin is wrapped in delicious fish, and one bite is so addictive. In addition, all the cooking techniques that Irvin said are constantly fine-tuned according to his own taste, and immediately feel that life is such a comfortable life.

Blowing the sea breeze, eating delicious food, listening to the waves, there are pirates singing next to them.

Hill couldn't help but narrowed his eyes.

——