"The memorial ceremony is about to begin. Guests in the front banquet hall are invited to go to the altar. Guests in the front banquet hall are invited to go to the altar."
As a native of Baidi Star, Ning Yun, after finding Xiyun and Lang, took them and the cheap driver to follow the crowd, passed through the solemn and simple black door, and came to the altar.
The altar is located in a huge space dug by the royal family in the center of Mount Di. The space is in the shape of a ball. The ancient stone platform in the middle of about one hectare, which is wrapped by a nanmu fence specially used for rituals, is the altar.
There is an orange-yellow pumice stone in the center of the altar, which is where the priest and the person who presides over the ceremony use to give speeches and conduct ceremonies.
At this moment, the altar was crowded, and the well-dressed nobles lined up in an orderly manner according to the areas reserved for them on the invitation. Since the invitation was divided into areas based on the age of the invitee, the special class Everyone is planned into an area.
"Is this the altar?"
Xiyun looked around. Baidi Xing's sacrificial ceremony had been famous for a long time, and this was her first time here.
"Hey, tell me, how much does it cost for Luna to hold a concert in this place?"
"hehe."
The wolf just smiled silently at her whim.
Ten minutes later, the altar was full.
The camera robot responsible for the live broadcast suddenly started operating, magnificent and tragic music sounded, and Ji Qingge, who was wearing a black sacrificial robe, slowly flew up the pumice stone driven by supernatural powers.
"Today, July 18, is a heavy day."
"Wars in the past were all about confrontation between soldiers, but on that day, the despicable Zerg crossed the line of defense and launched a surprise attack on that vibrant planet."
"Everything happened so fast that..."
Listening to Ji Qingge's ups and downs tune on the stage, Yang Fan couldn't help but shudder.
Why does it look so much like a speech contest in elementary school?
It sounds strange.
"Sister Aqing is so pitiful." Xiyun looked at the princess above who looked like she was being forced onto the stage with a gun, and couldn't help but open the soundproof barrier and complained to the wolf next to her, "She hates this kind of thing the most. "
For modern young people, they would rather go to the battlefield than go on stage to give a speech.
"There is nothing I can do. This is the duty of the princess." Wolf also sympathized with the guy, "My father always forces me to shout some battle orders before the tribe goes out to hunt. It's always uncomfortable."
The effect of Ji Qingge's speech was actually very good. Both the nobles below and the audience watching the live broadcast were almost moved to tears by her highly eloquent speech. They wished they could go to the Zerg battlefield to fight those despicable and shameful Zerg.
But in the special class, except for what Yang Fan and Ji Qingge thought, they were either evil gods who lived for hundreds of years and did not regard people as human beings, or young barbarian masters who grew up in a special environment. Compared with the billions and billions who died tragically in Ye Haixing, They have nothing to do with humans. They care more about tomorrow's breakfast or the new song their favorite idol is about to release.
I don't know how Ji Lan, who created the special class system for the future of Xingqiong, would feel when he saw these inhuman students in this class.
The memorial ceremony is actually very simple. For ordinary listeners like Ning Yun, the basic process is to listen to the speech, recite a few eulogies with the priest who came up after Ji Qingge left, and then follow the audience who watched the live broadcast in silence for a minute. Finally, the following words will be engraved The crystal recording the names of the victims is sent to the Tranquil Forbidden Land and that's it.
Soon, in only half an hour, everyone in the special class returned to the front banquet hall.
"Where's Ah Qing? Can't she come?"
"She is a princess, how can she stand with us on such an occasion?"
"Um...well, I thought she would definitely come on such an occasion."
Yang Fan looked at the dozens of meters long rectangular dining table in the center of the hall, which was constantly being filled with food brought by the waiters, and he couldn't help but feel hungry.
"After all, that guy is a foodie."
In the royal lounge, Ji Qingge was changing clothes.
To be honest, she really wanted to change into casual clothes and run outside to eat with Xiyun and the others.
But alas.
Ji Qingge sighed, picked up the princess dress that was specially customized for her by the royal family and was so gorgeous that it was almost a work of art, and put it on.
"hello."
The voice that suddenly appeared in her ears almost made Ji Qingge swing a macro-sharp blade. Fortunately, she recognized the person's face in time, otherwise the headline on Star Network tomorrow would be "Shocking! Is it moral corruption or human nature for the royal sisters to kill each other?" "Eliminate" is such a disgusting question.
You know, those unscrupulous media are not afraid of death. The royal family has eliminated four batches of bottomless media companies in recent years, but this thing is like a weed, which cannot be eradicated or burned through.
After all, their backers are either powerful congressmen or wealthy nobles.
"What are you doing here?"
Ever since the movie-obsessed incident, Ji Qingge had never been alone with the sister who had deceived and envied her.
"Why do I need a reason to come to see my dear sister?"
"..."
Ji Qingge looked back as if he had eaten a fly, focusing on changing clothes and no longer paying attention to this restless woman.
"Speaking of which, you didn't tell your father." Ji Yurou's voice was low and soft, like the accompaniment of a whisper, "It's between us."
"snort."
If this matter of betrayal to the royal family was known by his father, Ji Yurou would not end well.
She was not born of a queen, and she was not very talented. Although Ji Qingge was simple-minded, she was not a fool.
She knew that in the eyes of some people in the royal family, Ji Yurou was a chess piece that could be discarded at any time.
Therefore, even if Ji Yurou did something like that, Ji Qingge did not report her.
"It's okay, just leave quickly."
Probably affected by the speech just now, Ji Qingge's voice was hoarse, "I'm very busy today."
"What are you going to do?"
Ji Yurou is like a ball of cotton that cannot be touched or shaken off.
"Do you need my help?"
"No need, staying away from me is the best help."
After Ji Qingge changed clothes, he took big steps to leave.
"I need your help."
Ji Qingge stopped for a moment, then continued forward, "What does it have to do with me?"
"There is a reward."
"I do not care."
"It's a simple little favor that only takes three minutes."
"I'm very busy." Ji Qingge opened the door, turned his face and said indifferently, "I don't want to help you either."
After saying that, she was about to close the door and leave.
"There's something delicious."
"..."
Due to instinct, Ji Qingge slowed down slightly.
"It was very delicious. After I showed it to Master Li, he knelt down and begged me to let him be responsible for the cooking."
"..."
"I swear to my heart."
"..."
"Just three minutes from you."
