The whole weird world is waiting for me to go to heaven

Chapter 924: No Longer Seen in the World
Nobody knows.

Because of some secret that the Immortal Boat is about to touch, time and space are blocked in a low dimension and can only flow in one direction linearly.

At the same time, no one knows, but many people are concerned about the same question:
Liu Sheng, where are you?

……

Nangong Wan, who had just escaped from the heavy flattery, looked around but couldn't see Liu Sheng.

After asking a few people, I heard Li Chu say with a twinkling look in his eyes that Liu Sheng went back to Wumingzhai alone.

"This kid really can't stay idle for a moment."

After thinking about it, it seems that I should persuade her to take a rest.

Since coming to the snow-capped mountains, Liu Sheng has hardly ever really stopped.

After returning from the Great Wall, this was even more so because of the tight construction schedule.

She sighed and climbed up the spiritual ladder.

However, as soon as he stepped into the void, his pupils suddenly shrank.

Now the area around the fairy boat is in a mess, with pavilions, towers, mountains, and rivers scattered around, ink condensed into balls and floating everywhere, and countless pieces of rice paper like stopped butterfly wings, like a still storm.

She understood instantly what had happened.

"Su! Yuan! Yuan!"

She cursed under her breath through gritted teeth and clenched her fists tightly.

The traces of the battle have not yet been obliterated by the void, indicating that all this happened not long ago.

If something really happened to Liu Sheng...

Fortunately, long tentacles extended from the fairy boat and swept away all the mess.

Finally, he dipped his tentacles into ink and gently wrote a line of words in the air:

[I'm busy now, don't worry.]

"Busy? What are you busy with? Don't run!" Nangong Wan was stunned for a moment, and then she stamped her feet in anger in the air, "Tomorrow is the test flight of the Immortal Boat! Is there anything else that you must do?"

[It is busy with the Immortal Boat, and it is not perfect yet. 】

Nangong Wan was stunned.

She was also very clear about this matter.

The passage agreement has not been completed yet, the engine is not powerful enough, and the energy depends entirely on the spirit stones sent by the Holy Maiden of Lingqiu. As for the star map, it is not even clear.

But the plan has been set, time is tight, and I have to give an explanation to the Snow Mountain Training Institute, so I can't care about so many other things.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the structure of the fairy boat is complete.

At least on the surface, everything that should be there is there, inside and out.

As for the accountability of the Snow Mountain Research Institute...

She had already thought about how to deal with it, and was even somewhat confident that she could get away with it.

"But there's not enough time..."

However, the answer was categorical:
【I will make sure everything is done in time. 】

Nangong Wan was shocked and was about to ask more questions when the ink characters were broken up by a furry thing, which then suddenly jumped into her arms.

She was startled and looked down, seeing a dog with a round bubble on its head.

In the bubbles, the pair of eyes that were once mighty and ferocious were now watery and full of longing, and his tongue stretched out long, wanting to lick her face.

However, because of the oxygen supply mask, it can only lick the inner wall, leaving wet marks.

"Xiaotian!"

Nangong Wan hugged it in surprise and kneaded it skillfully in her arms.

It seems that after the host was torn apart, Xiaotian finally escaped and returned to her side.

She gently buried her face in the dog's hair, and her nose felt sore.

Nangong Wan No. 3 in his heart also sighed softly.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

His gaze involuntarily turned to the depths of the void.

It seems like I can see a certain existence.

that……

Is there a chance to see you again?
……

Wen Weilan was suddenly shocked.

The teacup in his hand rolled to the ground.

The celadon scattered into flowers, making a crisp sound.

She stared at the ground in a daze, a strange feeling of confusion rising in her mind.

It was as if she was not here a second ago.

Not in this study room that is as warm as spring and filled with the aroma of incense.

Instead, it was on a battlefield covered in ice and snow and filled with blood. This was Chang'an, the residence of the Wen family.

She hasn't been back for a long time.

And this room should be her father's study.

But now, the person sitting behind the desk is her.

Looking around, she found that every layout was to her liking.

The heavy old-fashioned sandalwood chair was replaced with a new ergonomic chair, the bookshelves were classified according to her habits, and even the embroidery patterns on the curtains were in the minimalist style she had favored in recent years.

There was also a Skynet concept map drawn by Shengsheng hanging on the wall, and next to it were a series of symbols that she still couldn't understand. It looked like a painting, so she specially asked for it to be hung up.

It was as if she had become the owner of this study a long time ago.

Suddenly, a knock on the door interrupted her thoughts.

"Sister, are you okay?"

It was Cuicui's voice, with a hint of anxiety.

Wen Weilan calmed down and replied, "Well, I'm fine."

"May I come inside?"

"come in."

The door opened slightly, and Cui Cui walked in with her skirt lifted, bringing the chill from outside as she passed through the curtain.

Seeing the broken porcelain on the ground, she screamed softly and asked, "Sister, are you really... okay?"

Wen Weilan shook her head.

With a wave of his hand, the broken teacup flew into the air.

Holding it in the hand, it was quickly pieced together again under the guidance of the thin and dense chains.

It looked as if it had never been broken.

But when she lowered her head and stared at this "intact" teacup, an indescribable sense of strangeness arose in her heart.

With her current level of cultivation, she shouldn't have made such a mistake.

But what was the cause of my distraction just now?
Cuicui whispered:
"Sister, why don't you take a break first? We have to attend the court early tomorrow. After the disaster that hit the north, the court is in a mess. The queen has just come to court, so she needs your assistance even more."

After thinking about it, he said:

"After all, you are the current Prime Minister..."

Wen Weilan smiled softly, "Don't worry, I'm fine. With my current level of cultivation, I don't really need sleep. It's a good opportunity to take a look at the reconstruction plan at night..."

He laughed and laughed at himself: "I used to think that Shengsheng would be too tired if she was always busy. Now I finally understand. She stays up all night because she is under time pressure... Zhang..."

The words stopped abruptly.

The smile on her face suddenly froze.

"Sheng Sheng!"

Finally I remembered something was wrong.

Liu Sheng is staying alone in Gaowei!
She subconsciously mobilized her "Follower" ability, trying to track that familiar breath.

But this time, not even a trace of fluctuation could be captured.

Not to mention following closely.

As I was worrying, an explanation about this matter automatically jumped into my mind -

【No need to worry. No need to look. I'm fine.】

Next, the last sentence.

【goodbye. 】

After reading these two words, Wen Weilan stood up suddenly.

I held my breath and almost blurted out:

"What do you mean by goodbye? When? Where? Didn't you say you hated the Riddler the most? Humph, you are better at hiding things than anyone else! What goodbye?"

It was the first time that Cuicui saw Wen Weilan so angry that she said so many words in a flash, her eyes wide open.

After being stunned for a long while, he tried to comfort her: "Maybe... Sister Shengsheng, you have some unavoidable difficulties, right?"

"Hmph, hardship..." Wen Weilan sneered, "It's not that I can't understand, but there's no need to be so decisive!"

"Even if..."

As she spoke, her voice lowered and her eyes lowered.

"At least give me a deadline."

Maybe Sister Shengsheng can’t give it to me…

In the end, Cuicui didn't say this.

She knew her sister knew it.

I just... don't want to admit it.