When the lost Don Quixote returned to her room and thought about it for a while, she suddenly noticed something was wrong.
"Am I so fragile?"
Don Quixote looked at his hands blankly, and an inexplicable strange feeling came to his heart. She began to try hard to recall everything that had just happened. Zhou Li's actions, words, actions, and actions all seemed so normal that it was impossible to find fault.
What's the problem?
Don Quixote was puzzled. Zhou Li's words just now made her have a lot of doubts about the chivalry she once upheld. But she didn't understand why she was so out of control with just a few words. She frowned and began to try hard to recall Zhou Li's every word, as well as his playful expression after taking off his mask.
"Cousin, the rice is on the table. Remember to eat it later. Don't wait for it to cool down before using your fork."
At this time, a girl who looked similar to her and also had red hair pushed out the door and placed a beef set meal on Don Quixote's table. Before Don Quixote could refuse, the girl put her hands on her hips and said in a familiar manner:
"If you don't eat well, I will tell the boss that you are disobedient and don't eat according to the plan he gave you!"
"Hey, hey, I'll eat, I'll eat."
Seeing that his cousin was about to start preaching mode, Don Quixote quickly begged for mercy, took two mouthfuls of the food and stuffed it casually. After catching a glimpse of the back of his cousin who left after sighing, Don Quixote looked at the steak in front of him and fell into deep thought. The moonlight shone on her body through the window, coating her with a cool silvery gray.
wrong!
After a long time, Don Quixote, who was as dignified as a sculpture, suddenly raised his head. She looked at the dinner plate in her hand, with surprise and doubt in her eyes.
Just now, her cousin brought her food, and her tone and posture when she used the knight commander to force her to eat were very similar to Zhou Li at that time.
The kind of person who seemed to have a winning ticket and believed that every word he said would make Don Quixote remember it in his heart and think about it!
"He knows me?!"
Don Quixote suddenly thought of a terrible idea, with fear in her eyes. Every word Zhou Li said to her just now was properly stuck in the softest part of her heart, avoiding all the defense lines deep in her heart. This is something that even her cousin, who she spends day and night with, can't do. Even her mother and father couldn't understand each other like this.
Don Quixote had only seen a similar case of this understanding of each other in books - Emperor Chong and his first pioneer Qin Shi. However, the tacit understanding and understanding between the two people was gradually cultivated through bloody battles. It was only possible after they had entrusted their backs and lives to each other countless times and completely opened their hearts to each other. But I had only known this brave man named Zhou Li for less than three days!
How can it be?
Don Quixote believed extremely in her own intuition and analysis. The cultivation method passed down from generation to generation in her family allowed her to clarify her own heart, find the fluctuations and traces of her soul, and allowed her to maintain absolute calmness under relative conditions. But regarding the fact that Zhou Li knew him very well, Don Quixote could not calm down for a long time.
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"It's time to get hooked."
In the dim conference room, Zhou Li sat on a chair with his legs raised on the edge of the window, staring at the waning moon outside the window in fascination. If his plan goes ahead smoothly, then Don Quixote should be aware of the loopholes he left and start thinking about why he understands her so well.
Yes, "making Don Quixote realize that he seems to know her very well" is a trap set by Zhou Li. If he wanted to, Zhou Li could make Don Quixote change his mind without him noticing. This change was subtle and completely ingrained, and would not cause Don Quixote to have any rejection reaction.
But Zhou Li's ultimate goal is not to make Don Quixote realize his enlightenment and transform into a dragon. This is not a novel, this is unrealistic. What he said to provoke Don Quixote today was to make her start to become wary.
"Be wary..."
The waning moon was obscured by dark clouds, and Zhou Li let out a long sigh. The pocket watch in his hand ticked and made the sound of gears grinding, making him feel the noise in the silence. He didn't want Don Quixote to be unsuspecting of him, nor did he want Don Quixote to trust him unreservedly. At the end of his plan he needs Don Quixote, a knight of justice who is no longer stubborn but still sticks to his true nature.
"I hope you can do it."
Click.
Zhou Li pressed down his pocket watch and then sat up straight. He took the Brave Exclusive aside and began to take a closer look at the power he had unlocked today. This is also the first time that he has grown in strength since he came to this world two months ago.
(The will of the Black Emperor: You are both darkness and the emperor. You are the commander-in-chief of chaos and disaster, but you are also the emperor who loves his people like his own son through the ages."
(When this cornerstone is awakened, you will obtain the evolution route of the Black Emperor. The disaster and darkness due to your birth will provide you with "black mist", which is thicker and purer than spiritual power. The power of it. The more black mist you have, the stronger your body and soul will be.)
(At the same time, the people's praise and worship of you will provide you with "Emperor Ling", which is an extremely special power. It will not improve your body and strength, but it will increase your personality charm. Sublimation. When your strength increases, you can spend a certain amount of imperial feathers to choose a sublimation.)
(Please note that as the Black Emperor, you must have the ability to control disasters and the surrender of the people. If there is an imbalance between the two, you will step into the grave dug by your own hands.)
Zhou Li narrowed his eyes slightly, stretched out his hand, and spread his fingers under the dim candlelight. A golden glow and a black mist appeared between his fingers, flying up and down around his palm as if there was life.
"Will these two abilities come together again?"
Zhou Li, who had advanced to the middle stage of Bronze, took a deep breath, held his right hand, and the light and mist immediately dissipated in his palm. He felt the power flowing through his body and looked at the book. He now has three black mists and two imperial feathers. Zhou Li turned to the next page and found the skills column. Zhou Li fell into deep thought as he looked at the six skills unlocked just after being promoted to Bronze.
(Evil Fall Rules) (Favoring Order) (Black Light) (Twisted Control)
Are the four powers unlocked with black mist?
Zhou Li nodded lightly. These skills were not what he expected. They were all skills related to darkness and disaster. Then, he saw the remaining two skills inlaid with gold edges.
(Emperor’s Tomb)
(Have fun with the people)
