"Get in the car, what's wrong?"
Open the car door skillfully, sit in the driver's seat, and start the engine. Zhou Li looked at the hesitant Aiwei through the car window and asked doubtfully: "What are you doing? Didn't I agree to give you a ride?"
"Uh, no, where's the driver?"
Ivey looked around and after confirming that there were no strangers except himself, he started to sweat.
"That's me."
Zhou Li wrote the words "What are you barking at?" on his face and asked incomprehensively: "What else? I'm not the driver, who is the driver?"
"Didn't Azi agree to hire a driver for you?!"
Ivey asked Zhou Li with deep confusion, "Where is the driver? Where is the driver? Where are the people?"
"I gave up."
When he mentioned this matter, Zhou Li suddenly felt very sad, "That brother is a good man, but it's a pity that he is not very good at driving and only dares to drive a hundred and three."
"All Tariq's magic vehicles have speed limit locks, the speed limit is 130!"
When Aiwei heard this, he asked in horror: "You don't usually drive faster than 130, do you? You don't secretly lift the speed limit lock? This is illegal!"
"Do I look like someone who knows the law and breaks the law?"
Zhou Li took Tariq's Road Law Encyclopedia out of the car cabinet angrily and threw it to Ivey, and then said to him: "Article 125, read it."
Opening the road law, Aiwei followed Zhou Li's instructions and found the rule. He looked at the content above and read slowly: "Article 125 of the Tariq Road Law stipulates that no vehicle may be unlocked without permission." The speed limit lock of a Maneng car is illegal, and it is illegal to lift the limit lock without permission, and will be punished by a prison sentence of not less than one year but not more than three years, and the driver's license will be revoked."
"Then what?"
Ivey raised his head and asked in confusion: "Isn't it selfish for a brave man to unlock the restriction?"
"Oh, I really don't know this."
Zhou Li first looked like he had discovered a new world, then he waved his hand and said with disdain: "Do I need such a low-level word game? I'll ask you again, can you get in my car?"
"I do want you to give me a ride, but if you drive, I'm afraid I'll be sent a ride."
Aiwei waved his hand and rejected Zhou Li.
"Oh, then you have to wait and see how I broke the speed limit."
Zhou Li didn't waste any time talking to him. He stepped on the accelerator, and with the roar of the steel behemoth, the magic car, which represented Tariq's high-tech technology, flew out like a meteor. It was obvious that the speed of this car had exceeded 130, exceeding Tarik's endurance limit.
Then Tariq saw something he would never forget.
Black mist, the black mist of the Black Emperor.
Purple light, the purple light of evil deeds and natural disasters.
Two beings who symbolize the pinnacle of power in this world are pushing the cart.
Yes, a cart.
To be precise, it was Zhou Li and Eluma who injected power into the vehicle, allowing the magic vehicle to add external power to the original basis, thus breaking through the one hundred and three limit. But from the outside, it looks like two mist-turned-human beings struggling to push a cart, nothing more.
"Even the fog and light are not spared..."
Looking at the magic car going away, Ivey shook his head and said to Ain who had just led Kaya out: "We brave men can always come up with something new and different for me."
"well?"
Ain tilted his head and looked at his brother with confusion, who had begun to feel emotional for some reason. She looked at the vehicle going away and asked in confusion: "Didn't Mr. Zhou Li say he wanted to give us a ride?"
"I don't want to be burned to pieces."
Ivey shook his head and said with lingering fear: "It's better to take a taxi, at least one hundred and three."
? ? ?
Were you beaten stupid by me yesterday?
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"Tang, please sit next to me when the time comes. If they ask me any professional questions, you can remind me appropriately and I will answer them."
On the way, Zhou Li controlled the steering wheel and told Don Quixote: "When the time comes, you can tell me that I haven't looked at it for too long, and I've really forgotten it, and then mutter a few words in a low voice. Also, when I'm about to fall asleep, Please remind me, don't let me fall asleep while chatting with others, it's very rude."
"no problem."
As the most stable presence in the entire team, Don Quixote always gives people a sense of peace of mind. Zhou Li nodded with satisfaction, looked at the rapidly retreating scenery, and sighed: "This cultural man is different. The whole art must be elegant art."
"Actually, this isn't really high art."
After thinking for a moment, Don Quixote said to Zhou Li: "I still think that art has no distinction between high and low, there are just certain differences."
"Yes, I thought so too."
Zhou Li suddenly became energetic and said with emotion: "Today's mainstream environment is not tolerant at all. For others, watching dramas, talking about music and playing sculptures is considered high art. Every time I discuss the dangers of atheism and feudalism with them, they look disgusted. , it’s really too much.”
Are you sure they are disgusted and not afraid?
After understanding that Zhou Li's brain circuit had begun to mutate, Don Quixote chose to remain silent. As the theoretical darling of the gods, Zhou Li preaches either atheism or equal rights all day long. Anyway, he is just maneuvering around in the restricted area of the gods, which is frightening.
"arrive."
When the brakes sounded and the vehicle entered the central square, a magnificent white marble building appeared in front of everyone. When Zhou Li and others got off the bus, the eyes of the people standing in the central square were immediately attracted. Apart from the fact that Zhou Li's tail flick was too noisy, the most important thing was the girl following him.
them.
It might be a common problem among time travellers, or it might be that Zhou Li is simply a normal man. Although he is a pure lover, most of his companions are girls, and they have different styles.
Wei Juan's lake-blue long hair was tied into a trademark ponytail and fell behind her back. The nebula silver crown perfectly matched the girl's temperament. The crown-collar dress with blue background and gold pattern engraved with stars set off Eluma's perfect figure. She placed her right hand, which was adorned with platinum and sapphire, on Zhou Li's hand. Her gentle smile on her elegant and beautiful face made people feel like they were in the spring breeze.
Behind her is Don Quixote in a rose-colored skirt and armor. She has short fiery red hair draped over her shoulders, and a pair of sharp eyes that are full of heroism. The female knight stood beside Zhou Li, like a perfect marble sculpture, full of strength and feminine beauty.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this beautiful female knight has a majestic aura and is definitely not bad at strength. What is even more eye-catching are the priceless equipment on her body and the bright medal on her chest. You must know that the strength behind a person who can wear a mithril medal is terrifying.
Following Don Quixote's footsteps, Torea also left the magic car. What she is wearing today is the dress that the goddess of life gave her when she came into this world. This is a brocade satin dress with a style more in line with those of desert people. The white satin collar is covered with a sleeveless satin gown, revealing the girl's perfect and white arms. The alternating stripes of sky blue and indigo are scattered on the complicated long skirt, and the patterns of stars and moon, morning dew and light embody the two concepts of mystery and order on the long skirt, which is absolutely beautiful.
"Why is your style of painting so different from ours?"
Wearing a standard black suit, Zhou Li rubbed his chin and looked at Torea up and down, wondering, "Aren't you hot?"
"I have a half-eternal constitution. Unless the temperature is extremely high, I generally won't feel the heat."
Torea shook her head, there was nothing she could do, she only had this pure dress. Eluma and Lin Ling also dragged her to buy a lot of clothes before, but most of them were practical casual wear or sportswear. This set of clothes is the only one that Torea wears on formal occasions.
Of course, she also has another piece of clothing that can also be worn on formal occasions, but that piece of clothing may have some problems. For example, it is called the Magnum Female General Uniform.
"Okay, let's go."
Zhou Li waved his hand and motioned for everyone to follow him. Perhaps Tariq advocated frugality, or perhaps it was a bit unaffordable for Herinen to book a theater, so they sat in a box to watch the play this time. After arriving at the entrance of the theater and showing the tickets that Herinen gave him, the group was led by the receptionist to the luxurious box. And Herrinen has been waiting for a long time.
"Welcome, Your Majesty the Brave."
After hearing the knock on the door, Herinen stood up and shook hands with Zhou Li with a smile on his face. At this time, he also saw Eluma, Don Quixote and Torea next to Zhou Li, and said with an undiminished smile: "Welcome to you, all beautiful ladies."
"May you be as beautiful as the seasons, Mr. Herrinen."
Eluma bowed slightly, smiled and made a perfect salute. Don Quixote and Torea on the side performed a ceremony similar to a military salute. Because they were the commanders of Zhou Li's army, they did not need to perform a salute.
"Lorca needs to inspect the area near the airport today, so he will have to be absent today."
After Herinen explained to Zhou Li, he welcomed everyone into their seats. Just as everyone was sitting down, Tia, who had just washed her hands, opened the door and entered. After seeing the figures of Torea and Don Quixote, a surprised smile suddenly appeared on the face of this simple-minded girl.
"Greetings to you, Your Majesty the Brave One."
Although she was extremely excited, Tiya still saluted Zhou Li without forgetting the etiquette. After receiving the response, the girl sat next to Don Quixote and Torea, and said to them in surprise:
"You are here too!"
"We are accompanying Mr. Zhou Li to enjoy the drama."
Don Quixote still had a good impression of this powerful girl with outstanding general talents. After all, both of them believe in justice and share common ground in many aspects, such as leading troops to fight.
"Do you like drama?"
Tiya placed the snack plate on the side on the coffee table. This private room can be said to be one of the most gorgeous, so the snacks are also very exquisite, and they are all exquisite pastries that are rarely seen in the market.
"I have a certain understanding of dialogue dramas and I also like them very much."
After explaining his situation, Don Quixote glanced at Torea, who was in a daze, and then said to Tia with a smile: "Torrea is interested in dialogue dramas, so she wants to come and enjoy the drama."
"Oh, ah, yes, I'm interested in dialogue dramas."
When her name was suddenly called, Torea came back to her senses and responded. For some reason, she always likes to be in a daze recently, and she is aimless.
"Oh~ I'm not very interested in dialogue dramas."
After all, he is a general, and Tiya has learned the fine tradition of being outspoken very well. She cupped her cheeks and said with some helplessness: "Tariq's plays are in many dialects, and he likes to sing them in common languages with a unique accent. I didn't study well at first, and my dialect scores were always lagging behind, so I couldn't understand them well. Drama.”
"It's okay. I know a little bit about it and can translate it for you."
"Oh, is it true?"
Just when the three beautiful girls with explosive strength began to communicate in a low voice, Zhou Li also started talking to Herining.
"This building must have cost a lot of money to build."
Zhou Li looked at the luxurious but not vulgar decorations and buildings around him, and exclaimed: "There is also mithril on the ceiling, what is the explosion-proof level?"
"Platinum's explosion-proof rating is much stronger than Tariq's Empire Building."
Maybe it was because I left my desk and left politics. At this time, Khrinin did not look like a head of state at all, but more like a kind old man next door. He looked at the building and said skillfully: "This building was not built by Tariq. It was built by Tsar XVI on the year of his twenty-ninth birthday. It cost an estimated one million gold coins at that time, just to It’s such a luxury to build a building for people to play in.”
"So much work in these sixteen lifetimes?"
Zhou Li was stunned for a moment. So far, the people he had seen including Tariq's reception villa, Tariq Building, the Tsar Palace, the National Grand Theater and various magnificent buildings were all owned by this person named Tsar Sixteen. started building.
"Tsar XVI was a strange man."
Although he was a former emperor, Herinen did not shy away from it at all. He looked at this building with emotion: "Tsar XVI, most people outside the world know him as the king of the kingdom. But in fact, this man was the greatest architect, painter, poet and singer of that era. It can be said that he represents the culture of Tariq and the Tsarist Empire."
"The life of the people under his rule was at a hellish level."
At this time, Evan walked in, and next to him was Lin Ling, who was wearing a white dress. Standing next to them was a middle-aged man. It was obvious that this was his and Lin Ling's teacher, Ji Sike.
"Yes, this is an undeniable fact."
Herinen nodded and agreed with Evan's statement. Ji Sike, who was on the side, said to everyone in a magnetic voice: "However, Tsar XVI is also the biggest mystery in Tariq for hundreds of years. It is also a treasure that we scholars covet."
"The Guillotine of the Age—Louis XVI."
