NOVEL NEXT Chapter 40: Difficulties on the Road
Roger can drink some wine.
But, because alcohol's concentration was limited in this era and his mental power was high, he only felt a little airy.
He felt that getting slightly drunk was just right, and he didn't wish to continue drinking.
It is also very interesting to chat at the banquet, listen to the stories outside the mysterious capital, and learn more about the world.
Maybe one day he will have the kind of power to traverse the multiverse at will, and he can return to Earth to create a series of "Eternal Night World Travels" to cheat coins...
Cough, I'm so capable, why are you still thinking about coins?
This sounds like the golden pole of the emperor's family. It's too petty!
No matter what, I have to set up an Evernight World Travel Agency and create a route that is monopolized by myself.
Anyway, he had a good time at the celebration banquet.
In the military, Dio Brando can be regarded as a new male god over an afternoon tea or a speech.
Not to mention it is very popular, and no one dares to rely on the old, and pour him the wine of the Queen's special envoy and cabinet minister.
Soldiers are generally simpler and more direct than the officials in the mysterious capital, chatting directly and bragging.
Listening to their ambition to serve the empire, Roger smiled and sent blessings, wishing them prosperous martial arts.
Although he loafed around, he has no reason to laugh at other people's ideas and efforts.
Everyone has the right to pursue the way of life they like, without anyone else's beak.
But if dragging others to work overtime is forced...
Then I have to say, I have some cerebral palsy.
Right now, these officers are young, they have abilities and opportunities, and the empire is hiring, so it will be strange if they are not ambitious or full of dreams.
That's why Mrs. Mosconi said that there are too many people working hard in the empire, and it is rare and interesting for Lord Dio.
Of course, things have two sides. If you don't like him, these behaviors can be directly denounced as heretics, slackers, dummies, and trash.
But whatever you think, Master Roger is already loafing around and not ready to get up.
Seeing energetic young people at the celebration banquet, Roger felt that he had found quite a few negative teaching materials.
According to the words and deeds of the young officers of these officers, they should be able to unlock more new postures of loafing around.
Feeling that the game was almost over, he was about to go home, but he met little Joey Barton to toast.
Roger recognized that this was the first female officer who needed psychological counseling, and thought she needed more counseling, so he pulled her aside.
Sending Buddha to the West, does Roger have a beginning and an end to do things well?
Colonel Patton's knot must be unraveled.
Little Joey thought that Roger had understood her intentions, and it was a pleasure for young men and women to chat about romance through the wine.
Talking about the frontline experience is just a reason to tell everyone.
But in fact, Roger then asked very seriously about Joey's frontline experience.
He felt that this was a necessary step for further speech therapy.
Little Joey recalled those scenes where the rioters fought and the Fugu Army fell into madness, and her PTSD almost relapsed!
Her face is a bit ugly, this is not the romantic affair she imagined!
But she doesn't have any experience in love either, so she doesn't know how to bring the rhythm back to the normal way of living alone.
She is only good at drinking beer with her colleagues.
Simple... just fight for wine, how about the disorder after drinking?
Little Joey gave up.
But she found herself drinking again, and Roger switched to juice.
How does this work?
Lord Dio is not messing around, do you want me to make a mess?
So little Joey pretended to be angry and said:
"Master Dio, what can you drink with juice, change to wine, let's continue drinking!"
"I have a limited amount of alcohol, so I really can't drink it." Roger declined.
"A beautiful woman invites you, do you also want to refuse?" Little Joey pretended to be drinking and poured wine into Roger's glass.
Roger turned slightly to avoid it.
"Sir, you don't give face like this?" Little Joey seemed to be angry and happy.
Roger got up: "You are drunk, I will ask your colleagues to take care of you and go back to rest."
"You... why are you like this?"
Little Joey couldn't hold back any longer and blush in embarrassment.
This is embarrassing.
Even though she worked so hard, this guy is like a piece of wood. Not at all enlightened.
At this time, her true feelings flowed out, and the grievances in her eyes finally made Roger react suddenly after realizing it.
It seems that as long as you indulge a little and drink with little Joey, it is easy to have a romantic story.
It should be possible to learn some anatomy knowledge from each other?
But Roger had already made up his mind that he didn't want to drink, so it would be useless for anyone to persuade him.
Unless that person is the Queen of Eternal Night who can't be provoked or beaten...
But how could the queen have time to ever persude herself to relax and drink?
Overthinking.
He still called some female officers to take care of little Joey.
Shuang military girl, plus the pair of road wheels kept shaking and shaking, he would be a ghost if he didn't want to be greedy.
But I can't talk about liking.
The status of imperial soldiers is quite special, even the nobles need to be careful to the officers.
Roger's original intention was not to meet the needs of irresponsible scumbags, she was in love, but it can break at the slight hardship.
Testing the depth of the system is much more important than testing the depth of Little Joey.
With strength, he can crave anyone's body at will.
Little Joey didn't hide her thoughts before, he felt the sympathetic gaze of Zhang Paoze and consciously lost his master.
She glanced at Roger resentfully, and seeing that he was completely unmoved, she left in a fit of anger:
"I don't mind drinking with you!"
She took a few female officers to fight for wine and decided to fight until dawn.
Roger smiled and watched, looking up at the bright night sky, where countless stars twinkled.
Enough to relax, it's time to go home.
This day seems to have gone through ninety-nine-eighty-one hardships, it's long.
Fortunately, he has to strictly guard a flat heart.
After the cabinet meeting, the Queen of Eternal Night, and Mrs. Mosconi in a row, he gave full play to his character as a jerk.
Now Little Joey, the beauty, has also successfully passed through.
He's great.
It was settled in a few hours, and he felt that a random treasure chest could not escape.
After taking the loaf around reward for several days in a row, he has already shown his hand.
This system is quite idealistic.
The system will only be able to issue rewards if he has decided from the bottom of his heart that he is loafing around.
If he felt that the day was full of ups and downs, and he was coerced into doing a lot of helpless actions, then the system would never recognize him for lying flat, and naturally, he would not be rewarded.
As Roger walked towards the gate of the camp, the sound of silk and bamboo gradually drifted away. Suddenly he caught a few vague chants.
"If you don't put out the leaves, burn my body!"
"Nature follows the law, the soul returns to the ancestral tree!"
Suddenly, he woke up with all the alcohol.
This is the self-destruction hymn of fanatical believers!
"The Church of the Seven Gods has infiltrated! Everyone, be careful!"
He warned loudly.
But it was too late.
The terrifying divine power storm rose from many places in the north camp and merged into an unstoppable wave that swept the entire camp.
The dazzling light illuminates the lively banquet.
The wind howled, the house collapsed, and the destructive energy, more condensed than ordinary magical energy, took away countless lives in an instant.
It was sacrificed with the lives of believers, directly from the gods...
Divine power!
Some strong people noticed the abnormality, but the change was sudden, and there were not many countermeasures at all.
After all, this is the capital of mystery, the core of the empire. No one expected that the Church of the Seven Gods would dare to do things in the military camp.
Although Roger was on the edge of the camp, he was a fake high-level magician, meaning he didn't have time to escape the scope of self-destruction.
While warning him, he kept calling out the name of the Eternal Night Queen from the bottom of his heart, and at the same time gave the system an order:
"System, open all the treasure chests for me!"
In a two-pronged approach, whoever responds first is the father!
At the juncture of life and death, the small target of the tenth company must also stand behind.