Quick Wear: Welcome to the Crazy Scene

Shen Jin shook his head honestly.

Huang's bright golden eyes dimmed a lot in an instant.

"But I did make a promise." Shen Jin thought. Ever since she called out the child's name, she could feel the cause and effect connected to him.

"What do you want me to help you with?"

He fell to the ground, holding his waist with his hands, and said arrogantly: "Overthrow the old dynasty!"

Building a new society?

The child was not even as tall as her waist, but he was arrogant and wanted to overthrow the old dynasty. He seemed to be arrogant because of his favor, as if he was sure that Shen Jin would agree.

In fact, the kid guessed it right.

But Shen Jin spoke calmly, still looking as if it had nothing to do with him: "Tell me the reason?"

"He died a long time ago."

Huang is the spirit of the dynasty. The one he is talking about with a look of disgust must also be the spirit of the dynasty, maybe even the one before him.

At this point, the child sulked again, his face puffed up with anger: "Before He died, He handed everything over to me and asked me to protect this land, but!"

"I don't know where the rules are, but they've been refusing to acknowledge my identity, trapping me on the eve of the foundation laying ceremony."

"If the ceremony fails, there's no verification of my identity. I have authority, but no subjects of the dynasty to exercise it."

"So, the kingdom is lost, and I am about to disappear."

Shen Jin actually wanted to ask, isn’t “He” just a string of data?

But seeing the child's painful and heartbroken look, and thinking about the future of coaxing the child, she chose to remain silent.

It was her carelessness.

Yuan Ye has existed since ancient times, and the basic rule of only entering and not exiting is above everything else. No one knows what terrifying rules are hidden here.

She had to admit a fact frankly.

Even if it is completely virtual data, after entering the Yuanye, it can obtain the rules representing matter and transform into a real world.

It’s so annoying. I can’t deceive myself anymore that this world is just empty data.

Shen Jin held down the restless child: "Before that, I need to find someone."

"Who?"

Shen Jin didn't introduce it. She sensed a subtle dissatisfaction from the child's question. Although it was only a fleeting flash, it was enough for her to notice.

She found a suitable excuse: "I returned here as a priest."

"Uh-huh!"

The wild eyebrows are curved, the golden eyes are bright,

"I need to find this stranger from outside the kingdom and expel him completely."

Huang's smile was extremely innocent: "I'll help you."

"Thank you."

Lightning suddenly flashed across the day, like a dusty machine waking up again...

Click, the worn gears turned again, dropping dust and rust all over the ground.

It didn't run smoothly, but it finally started working, didn't it?

The inhabitants of the kingdom were infused with souls overnight and seemed to become truly alive.

Shen Jin came to the palace again.

The magnificent sunset cast an orange-red glow over the palace. The palace servants were still toiling away, their faces brightening with life.

They even brought out the unique complaints of intelligent life. They were enjoying themselves but pretending to be distressed: "Why are you so busy..."

When Shen Jin appeared in the palace wearing a white priest's robe, he also won the cheers of the crowd. No longer needing to be triggered, the human-machine took the initiative to greet Shen Jin.

"High Priest, are you coming out?"

"Look at the arrangement of the flowers. Do you have any other instructions?"

"This is the red silk used in tomorrow's ceremony. It was just delivered to the palace via express delivery over 800 miles."

"This is a prayer letter from all the people. They are all praying for tomorrow's ceremony to go smoothly so that everyone can have a new life!"

Shen Jin's eyebrows and eyes were covered by the wide hood, casting an unknown shadow and obscuring the expression on her face.

The palace servants didn't care either, they just urgently needed to spread joy.

Huang appeared at some point, his shadow following behind Shen Jin.

Seeing their appearance, he was a little puzzled: "It seems to have changed."

Shen Jin asked: "Why did it change?"

Huang seemed to be lost in memories, his brows furrowed. “It seems it shouldn’t be like this, but it should be like this.”

What seems contradictory is not difficult to understand.

The birth of a new spirit is inevitable. The old dynasty falls, a new one is born, and it is only natural that he will be successfully "crowned" with the blessings of his people.

But in Huang's description, He was not recognized by the people of the old dynasty, and eventually the kingdom came to an end.

At least, what He should be facing should not be such a harmonious and expectant scene.

Murder, rebellion, blood, and shouting—this is the scene that should occur when a dynasty completely dies and changes.

But Shen Jin knew.

When she inherited this identity, that group of people had already expressed great expectations when they were still in the human-machine state.

So, who is lying.

Or is it really changing?

"You said they didn't acknowledge your arrival. You said your dynasty was forever lost on the eve of your founding." Shen Jin looked at the Dynasty Spirit: "But, have you discovered?"

Shen Jin reached out his hand calmly.

The long run fell, revealing his cold white arms.

The afterglow also generously cast orange shadows, and she seemed to be holding the light in her palm: "This red sun cannot set."

Shen Jin finally discovered the subtle sense of separation here.

No matter how enthusiastic or expectant the people here are, what does it matter?

The sun will not set, nor will it rise. The tomorrow they talk about will never come.

The kingdom was permanently suspended until the night before.

Shen Jin finally revealed her eyes. The red sun couldn't illuminate her dark pupils. She stared quietly at the child's shadow: "Are you sure He really handed everything over to you?"

Huang fell silent. His face was completely pale and dull.

Shen Jin wanted to say a few more words, but he disappeared.

Yes, this new dynasty spirit is very weak.

Shen Jin covered his eyebrows with the hood again.

She simply followed her instincts and strolled through the palace, seemingly casually, without disturbing any of the palace servants passing by.

Her steps were irregular, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, and sometimes she would inexplicably spin in place before walking towards the next target.

Finally, she walked out of the area covered by the white jade bricks.

There was wildly growing grass on the soil, and broken stone pillars and beams were piled up on the ground, giving it the appearance of ruins.

Shen Jin stopped, looked up, and ran into two people who appeared stealthily in the ruins.

Of course, she recognized Xiao Jiangran at a glance.

Sneaky doesn't describe him, but the man next to him.

The man was a little fat, with a round belly tightly wrapped in a leather jacket, and two circles of fat hanging down. He was hiding behind a pillar.

His movements were like those of a thief, but his expression was domineering.

He pointed arrogantly at the pile of ruins in the distance and said, "Over there, look around again."

"You're so slow. If you're discovered, I won't care about you."

"Hurry up, hurry up, it's just a few pillars, move them away!"

Shen Jin's fists hardened.

She took off her white robe and dressed like an ordinary palace maid.

Like a ghost, she suddenly appeared behind him: "What are you doing?"