Ming Dynasty and New Rome and Infinite Magic Machine

Chapter 1429 Boil water

On the streets of Berlin, everything was normal. The Secret Service was down one person, but this was a daily occurrence, and they themselves didn't mind it too much.

But this man is different.

"Hans's is lost! The king's son is missing in the street, and none of you noticed!"

The Director of the Bureau of Secrets shouted angrily from behind his desk, with the military leaders of the Bureau of Secrets standing in rows below.

Everyone was talking about it:

"Which Hans? The minister himself is called Hans. What about us, who have dozens of Hans?"

"Hans from group 14."

"Is that the prince?"

"He took the initiative to apply to join the Secret Service."

"Oh my god, he didn't say he was a prince, who can he blame?"

"I heard that he is actually a bastard, and he came to work in the Secret Service because he couldn't inherit the throne."

“No wonder no one knows who he is.”

The director's voice rose a level: "Who is whispering in the back?"

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"In short, His Majesty the King has issued an order for us to investigate this matter thoroughly within three days!"

Someone in the crowd spoke up: "Director, I have something to say."

"explain."

"This kind of case should be handled by the police. We in the Secret Service should focus on the secret world."

"The king's order is the mission of the Secret Service! Don't think you can forget your national identity just because you are dealing with gods. Remember, you still have to live in the sun after all."

The director walked away, leaving everyone standing there.

The atmosphere was tense for a moment. Prussia was a military country, and the Secret Service was also a military department. According to military regulations, this place should not be disbanded unless ordered to do so by the superiors.

After waiting for a while, someone finally spoke:

"Did he forget to give the order to disband?"

"Who knows? He is not a military man, he is just a civilian."

"I'm beginning to miss the previous director. How come he was hit and killed by a truck?"

Suddenly, someone lowered his voice and said, "You may have heard that the former director was actually a spy."

"????"

Among the crowd, a few were choked with surprise; they had never heard of this before.

"Yes. I heard about it too. I heard that he was not a spy from Britain or France, but a spy from the Bone Collection Group. That's why he was dealt with by the Thirteenth Department."

The Thirteenth Office was an anti-secret agency set up by the Prussian General Staff outside the Secret Service. It belonged only to the Kingdom of Prussia and Berlin, rather than being jointly commanded by Vienna and Berlin.

Department 13 can monitor all matters related to the secrets. To some extent, the Bureau of Secrets is also within their scope of inspection. The new Director of Confidentiality is a civilian who was transferred from the Secretary General of Department 13.

"Everyone." Suddenly, the director came back like a ghost, "I am very happy that you have abided by military discipline and are still standing here."

Everyone was stunned. They knew that this bastard was tormenting us. But the higher the rank, the more powerful he was.

As the Director said, although they deal with the secret world at night, they still have to live in the sun. They have their own families, their own houses, their own families and dogs, and perhaps their own cars. When talking about work, it all comes down to salary. And the Director of Confidentiality is the one who pays them. It is not a wise choice to offend him.

"I'm sorry to be absent from the conversation just now. I don't mean to make fun of you, but I just received a piece of information suddenly - Phaethon has started to move again."

Everyone's nerves were tense all of a sudden - Phaethon, the archenemy of the Secret Service, the old enemy, the powerful enemy, had increased the workload of the Secret Service dozens of times in the past few years. Although she suddenly disappeared this year, everyone felt that she would not go far. And now, she is finally back.

"Everyone, I have never seen Phaethon. Has anyone of you seen him?"

"I," said the experienced team leader who was the third from the left in the front row, "was a blurry shadow. No one could see her appearance clearly. She was a cold sun with a golden spear in her hand. We called it the Spear of the Sun God. Once she targeted you, you would be killed by the Spear of the Sun God no matter where you hid. The few survivors recalled that they seemed to be bound by the thread of fate. No matter where they hid, it was like drowning and suffocating."

"She is the most formidable enemy we have ever encountered. She is as ruthless as an angel."

"She has three arms and four legs! And at least six eyes!"

The director was silent for a while: "How many of us did she kill?"

"Uh, no. Phaethon doesn't kill people. The Ossuary doesn't kill people."

"Then what are you afraid of?"

"Because they are scary! They are so terrible! If you have contact with them for a long time, you will always have nightmares. We will dream that we are in another world - a shadowy Roman Empire controls the entire world, the church is their spokesperson, France and England are their left and right arms. Even the palace in Vienna is their puppet."

"What are you crazy about? Rome was destroyed by the Ottomans in 1453."

“But the more we deal with the Bone Collection Group, the more we feel that world is more real. I even feel that the top leaders of the Empire are deceiving us. They want us to think that the Roman Empire does not exist so that we can spend every day here safely.”

"Clap clap clap clap!"

Suddenly, the Director of Confidentiality applauded and said, "I admire your wisdom and keen insight. But I want to correct one of your mistakes - I don't have that many eyes and legs. I am a human being just like you."

Suddenly, a cloud of mist rose up around him. When the mist dispersed, Phaethon was standing there.

"Hello, new and old friends! I'm back again!"

"It's Phaethon!!!"

"What did I say? The Secret Service has been infiltrated like a sieve!"

"Run!"

Phaethon shouted, "Use your brains! I'm standing here, do you think you can get away?"

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"return!"

Silently, everyone returned to their original positions.

"Now, applaud and welcome the Lord of Heaven to speak." Everyone looked at him in astonishment - who is the Lord of Heaven? Why did he suddenly come here?

Amid the blank applause of the crowd, Shangluo walked in from outside.

"Good evening, everyone. Nice to meet you."

He spoke to everyone in fluent German:

4 hours ago.

"By the way, is it difficult to learn a foreign language like you, Senior Fu?"

"If you have the ability to read qi like me, it's very simple. If not, you may need to find someone you know to learn from."

"How to learn?"

"There is a technique called 'Tai Su Wen Xuan Jing' in Xuan Xiu, do you know it?"

Shangluo knew this skill. It seemed that he used his sleeping time to study.

But Han Xingzhi did not seem to gain much advantage in learning because of this method, because what he learned from this thing was only half, and the other half had to be learned through practice.

This could indeed save Han Xingzhi some time in memorizing, but if he really used this method to memorize, he would have to do twice as many exercises, otherwise he would only have a superficial understanding of what he had already learned.

The biggest side effect of this thing is that before using it, you know what you don’t know. But after using it, you don’t know what you don’t know. This will bring endless troubles, because when you don’t know what you don’t know, even if there is a problem, you don’t know how to avoid it.

Therefore, Han Xingzhi never used this thing to read textbooks. He was afraid that he would not know where he made mistakes and would even think he knew something when he did not.

This thing has limited effects, but it will produce many unexpected consequences. It is really hard to understand.
"So this spell has other uses?"

Fu Yuanshan replied: "Using it to memorize is an evil way of using it. The most appropriate use of Tai Su Wen Xuan Jing is actually dual cultivation."

"what?"

【ha? 】

"There's nothing strange about this. This is a dual cultivation technique. It takes two people to read it to the end. Of course, one person can only read half of it."

"Then why does Brother Han Wu from Jinyiwei like to read by himself?"

"You don't understand. He just likes the feeling of filling his head with useless knowledge. Just think he's drinking."

“I really don’t understand why there is such a habit.”

"In short, if there are two people, they can indeed finish learning quickly. But there is still a problem - two people can still only read half. For the other half, you have to learn from the person who is practicing with you. The function of this book is a reference, a catalog for searching knowledge and experience when practicing with you. If you don't practice with you, it's like filling your brain with garbled text when practicing, and of course you will be drunk. The correct way to use Tai Su Wen Xuan Jing is for two people to use a reference book to learn the same thing."

"Like learning a foreign language?"

"Oh, yes, learning a foreign language is very suitable. Because the other party must have mastered their native language, and if you learn this way, you can also master the other party's language."

"It's really convenient." He looked at Phaethon next to him.

"Okay, okay! Let's learn a foreign language! I'll help you learn a foreign language. Why are you so lazy? Can't you learn it yourself?"

"I'm in a hurry. We are going to carry out a secret mission, right? If I can understand the local language myself, it will save a lot of trouble."

"Which one do you want to learn?"

"Learn German. It's a Germanic language. After all, we're going there to carry out a mission."

"Okay. Go download some information and start learning now."

【Ah, I also want to learn a foreign language. 】

"Why are you causing trouble?" Shangluo wondered.

[I can’t dream. How can I learn?]

"Ah, that can't be helped. Anyway, I'm going to sleep first. It's a good time to catch up on some sleep before the action."

Dream, and dream online.

Shangluo woke up from the afternoon classroom and found himself wearing a student uniform with Phaethon sitting below.

"It looks like the connection was successful. Let me see, these books on the table are the materials you downloaded, right?"

"Yes, I will go online first and organize the information." Phaethon sat down, behind the desk.

"Let me see. That's not right. How come this is an Anglo-English textbook? Also, why am I standing on the podium?"

"Learn a foreign language." Phaethon replied, "I want to learn a foreign language too. Don't you know Anglo? I don't. You don't know, there are quite a lot of missions on the British Isles. I didn't know Anglo before, which really caused a lot of trouble. Although this language is very similar to German - after all, the Anglos are also a branch of the Germanic people - but I just can't know it, there's nothing I can do. Now is the perfect time, come and teach me."

"How come I'm the one being fleeced? I studied for many years before I passed the Level 4 exam. I'm really at a disadvantage now that I'm sharing this with you."

"It took me a while to learn German! Knowledge doesn't just pop into my head on its own. Same here."

"Okay." Shangluo opened the textbook in front of him, "Let's memorize the dictionary first and practice pronunciation. Turn to the first page and read with me: abandon."

Four hours later, Shangluo had mastered German fluently after the operation began. In exchange, Phaethon also learned English. It was like neither side owed the other anything.

Perhaps because of the exchange of knowledge, the learning effect on both sides was quite good. After waking up from the dream, Shangluo's mastery of German reached the same level as Phaethon.

Until he spoke German to everyone present, and everyone was shocked.

This oppression brought by their mother tongue goes straight to their hearts, making them feel as if they have been seen through from the inside out, because information here is one-way transparent.

"You have been working very effectively and have successfully stopped many of the Bone Hidden Group's actions. But unfortunately, I have to tell you the truth today: your world is fake. You did not win in this era. We are the winners. Do you want to know why?"

Shangluo snapped his fingers.

The mirage condensed into a screen behind him, projecting the scene on the screen in front of them.

A warship in space was aiming its broadside at the ground, its guns all turned to the side and aimed at a target on the ground. The picture zoomed in, zoomed in, and zoomed in again, and the target was Berlin.

"My fleet and I are preparing to launch a bombardment from orbit. However, before the bombardment, I noticed that you seem to have taken on a human form and have a certain degree of intelligence. Based on humanitarian principles, I think we can negotiate. I hope you realize your situation and then tell your chief what I just said. You still have 12 hours. I have a surrender form here, take it and ask him to sign it. If he signs it within twelve hours, you will have a prosperous and beautiful future. If you cannot recognize all this, I can only think that you do not have the wisdom to survive in the new world. Now, the countdown begins."

On the screen, the countdown time begins to flow.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

"Crying? Crying counts as time."

(End of this chapter)