Chapter 74 The person who writes the ending

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Ye Ye Academy, the first Ying Tower, thirty-third floor.

In fact, few people can come here.

In Ye Ye College, Aita is the dormitory tower for girls, with a total of thirteen towers.

The Yu Pagoda is the male dormitory tower with a total of thirteen floors.

There are also thirteen towers in the northernmost Yingta.

But they are where the mentors live.

Therefore, the first building of Yingta, the highest floor, should have been where the best instructors lived, such as Dean Lin Xi.

But everyone in Dean Lin Xi knew that he lived on Ye Pagoda.

Therefore, the speculation about Yuta Sansan has not stopped since the first resident here moved in.

However, at this moment, the door to this room was open.

Since it's open, someone must be inside.

The sound of gentle breathing rose and fell inside. This was almost the most mysterious room in Ye Ye College, but it was actually extremely simple.

The plump peanuts are fried until golden and oily. Sprinkled with a little bit of freshly fried and slightly hot pepper and salt, it is enough to become a side dish for drinking.

But no matter how exquisite it is, it is still a simple wine and food, but it is such a simple wine and food, but it is packed in an emerald green jade plate.

The texture of the jade plate is delicate and smooth. Such a large piece of jade, carved into a plate, should be an elegant object only for appreciation.

But this priceless and elegant thing was used as a side dish for drinking wine without much care.

A small pot, a small clay pot. Next to the small jar is a pottery bowl of the same texture, with residual wine.

It is the most ordinary clay pot, without glaze, so it is the color of earth, and it looks ugly. If you take it to the market, no one may even pay a copper.

But in such a clay pot, there is wine as clear as water and full of aroma.

That is the best distilled wine, filtered without a trace of impurities, without any spices, without any auxiliary.

Real wine should be this pure.

The old man was sitting there.

He has white hair and a white beard, and he has lived for an unknown number of years.

On his left is the jade plate, and on his right is the clay pot.

He was sitting on a bamboo chair that had turned yellow over the years.

In front of him was a wall as white as snow.

There are no more than ten people in this world who know that he is here.

In this world, there were originally no more than three people who knew that he would be here tonight.

But he's already here.

He looked at the white wall in front of him, as if everything was living on it, and wind and rain were rising. He looked at it for a long time, so long that he had never gotten up since he arrived here.

But from the beginning to the end, there is no change in this white wall.

Very white, so white that you can't see any other color except white.

And it was such an old man looking at such an empty wall.

Commanded the battle he couldn't see.

He just stretched out his left hand from time to time, grabbed a few brown and crispy peanuts, put them in his mouth and chewed them.

He is so old, but his teeth are still white and hard.

From time to time, he stretched out his right hand, picked up the pottery bowl, and took a sip of the spicy and long white wine.

He is so old, but after drinking half a can of the strongest liquor, he doesn't even have a blush.

He just closed his eyes and savored the crispy texture of the fried peanuts. He just smacked his lips and tasted the mellow sweetness of the white wine.

Lian Po is old, can he still make a living?

He spent the night drinking and then directing the battle.

From the beginning to the end, no one reported anything to him, nor did he try to understand anything.

He only issues orders that should be issued at a specific time.

The Dark Star commander who couldn't see him, even until the end, didn't think about who his opponent was.

But if he really knew, he would understand that he really had no chance at all.

He has the best spiritual weapon and the most complete plan.

He prepared for three full months, making sure that nothing went wrong.

But the old man didn't agree to take on the job until last night, and then took a piece of information prepared by the mountain owner.

But this old man is a figure who is already living in legend.

The title left to him by the world is.

[The person who writes the ending].

But for the subjects of the Lanye Empire, the more affectionate name for the founding marshal is Lord [Military God].

He joined the army at the age of thirteen and became a disciple of the saint Yue Yi at the age of nineteen.

At the age of forty-seven, he went on an expedition with Emperor Yuan Tai.

Then there were three hundred and ninety-four battles.

Never failed.

He always sets the final outcome for the battle at the beginning of the battle.

Many enemies called him the devil because he calculated people's hearts as if they were looking at a transparent glass.

This old man should have been buried among legends and history, and will be remembered and admired by future generations.

But he happened to be alive and still here.

However, he even took charge of the battle.

He had no spiritual weapon and no preparations. He didn't even have a map of Ye Ye City.

But it's all in his heart.

So when he looked at the wall, nothing had happened, everything had already happened.

Therefore, he chose to issue orders at the right time and then let the right executors execute them.

He doesn't need feedback, no one to refute, no one to disobey.

He just needs some qualified limbs to execute his ideas.

So he ordered.

So they execute.

In fact there are very few such commands.

Three minutes after midnight: "Activate the binding magic pattern."

"Quietly count three times and release fifteen range sleeping spells to the magic pattern area."

"Ten scars of weakening."

"Raid."

"The battle ends within three minutes."

"Complete battlefield cleanup at the same time."

Four minutes after midnight:

"The Scarlet Heart Gym uses incense."

Six minutes past midnight:

"The Snow Burial Society has set up a traffic jam at the following intersection."

"A-4."

"Jiayi."

"Yuqi."

"Bingliu..."

"The first three cards are strong, and when the enemy encounters them, use Skyfire to Start a Prairieland."

"Then chant the incantation, use the heat surge, and the radiant light will be superimposed with explosive flames."

"The appearance effect, superimposed, is equivalent to a prairie fire."

"In three quarters of an hour, surrender will be accepted."

Second quarter of the hour:

"The Feiyu group takes action to capture Xinglu alive."

When the old man said the last words quietly to the spar, he couldn't hear the reply from the princess Nono opposite him, but he just recalled the unrivaled beauty of her great-grandmother.

He is also an old man from the old era, so the friends in his memory have all grown old or died.

He stood up slowly and walked slowly to the window.

Look at the lights of thousands of houses and the stars.

In the sky in the far north, there is a bright star shining with purple light.

That is the Ziwei Emperor Star, the brightest main star in the northern sky.

Si emperor's conquest.

"I really don't know whether I should expect you, my most proud student, your respected majesty."

The old man spoke like this.

At this time, fireworks rose and lit up the city.