Returning to hometown to farm: The apocalypse system arrived ten years earlier?

Chapter 305 Aachen Cathedral, Charlemagne Sarcophagus, Carolingian Griffin Crown

Before the morning mist had cleared, the sound of police sirens in Paris tore through the tranquility of the Seine River. Three cordons were set up outside the Louvre's glass pyramid, and police helicopters hovered at low altitude, blowing away the reporters' berets.

It was a chilly morning in the French countryside. Irene, wrapped in a camel cashmere coat, leaned on a bench in the Tuileries Gardens, her fingertips swiping across the tablet screen. Although she had a deep understanding of classical alchemy, she also loved modern electronic technology products. These were two different creations, each with its own merits.

In the live news, the Minister of Culture was wiping the sweat from his forehead: "This is the darkest day in the history of French civilization. More than 480,000 precious cultural relics disappeared, including about 30,000 Chinese cultural relics, including the bronze gilt pagoda of the Old Summer Palace, the white marble Buddha statue of the Sui Dynasty, and the Dunhuang silk painting "Amitabha Western Pure Land Transformation"..."

The reporter asked: "You specifically mentioned Chinese cultural relics. Does this mean that it was the extraordinary person from the great Eastern country who took action? There are rumors that the mysterious armored warrior is Chinese."

The Minister of Culture quickly waved his hand: "I don't mean that. We have always had friendly cooperation and exchanges with China..."

Irene couldn't help but smile. The mysterious Armor Hero had been trying to hide his identity, but it seemed to be useless. Many people speculated that he was Chinese, but they just had no evidence.

But she did. She had seen how handsome Li Xiang was.

However, she would not report him. He was her partner, and she felt secretly honored.

Besides, how could she bear to report such a handsome, charming and powerful superhero?

"Am I falling in love?" Irene shook her head and smiled bitterly, looking at the man who was training physical skills not far away, her beautiful cobalt blue eyes showing a hint of obsession.

Irene fed half a croissant to the gray pigeon pecking at her feet. She swept her eyes across the empty oriental display case in the live broadcast. There seemed to be a few grains of cinnabar from Dunhuang in the East left on the floor tiles.

"It's a sunny morning. Delicious food, an exotic oriental handsome guy, and my curse will soon be broken with the help of the handsome guy..."

Li Xiang practiced breathing techniques and related specific movements every day, almost without fail. Since he couldn't do farm work at Irene's place, he used physical training instead.

When he started to sweat slightly, Li Xiang walked towards Irene.

Irene snapped her fingers, and an alchemical puppet brought breakfast: three iris honey croissants, five slices of bread, a plate of bacon, a plate of grilled sausages, a plate of cucumbers and pickles, an omelet wrapped in black truffles and cheese, a small pot of honey, a bowl of tomato soup, and a cup of steaming latte art coffee.

This is a single serving, prepared for Li Xiang.

Li Xiang was not polite and sat down to eat. The other breakfasts were fine, but the pickled cucumbers made Li Xiang praise them highly. They were crisp and appetizing. "Erin, I didn't expect you in France have such delicious pickled cucumbers."

"This wasn't done by a puppet. I pickled it myself. This kind of pickled cucumber is very popular in France." Irene said with a smile.

In fact, pickled vegetables are also quite popular in Europe, such as French cucumbers, German sweet and sour cabbage, etc.

It is said that in the last century, France held a world-class pickle competition, in which the three most popular pickles were selected. They are also known as the world's three pickle wonders.

In addition to the two types mentioned above, another award-winning pickled vegetable is the Fuling Zhacai from Sichuan Province, China.

In addition to Fuling Zhacai, there are many other pickled vegetables in China, each with its own local characteristics, but many of them have not been exported.

The two chatted while eating, talking about the morning news. Irene looked at Li Xiang deeply and said, "Dear Li, it is not advisable to take action tonight."

It was not difficult for the clever Irene to guess that Li Xiang would never let go of the other major museums in Paris. However, today's news showed that Paris was facing a major enemy and sent a large number of police to guard the major museums.

Li Xiang frowned slightly. Irene smiled and whispered, "Li, you can actually go on the weekend."

"Huh?" Li Xiang was surprised and asked, "What's the matter?"

"It's the weekend!" Irene shrugged.

"What the hell? For such a big case, they are taking a vacation? There must be some people left, right?" Li Xiang felt that Irene was playing a prank on him.

"Really? You'll see if you don't believe me. Even if they keep some men, they are relatively few. For the brave armored warriors, it's the same as leaving no men."

Li Xiang: "..."

He was naturally not afraid, but there was no need to confront him head-on.

"Dear Li," the noble girl leaned in closer and lowered her voice, "why don't you accompany me to Aachen Cathedral first?"

The noble girl exuded a rose perfume mixed with the fresh scent of pine wood and the fragrance of virginity. Her long eyelashes cast a butterfly-wing shadow on her pink cheeks. "This is what you promised me."

Li Xiang nodded. Then, Irene invited Li Xiang to enter the secret room of the castle, and the two discussed the plan based on the map. Everything should be planned before action, and Irene originally had a thorough plan.

That night, the two set out.

Li Xiang, wearing the Giant Whale Holy Armor, held Irene in a princess hug. The extreme speed of Mach 12 made Irene scream with excitement. This was hundreds of millions times more exciting than the most powerful roller coaster.

It is tens of thousands times more exciting than skydiving and an unprecedented experience.

The field under the moonlight turned into a flowing silver carpet. Irene's blonde hair was flying. She instinctively wrapped her arms around the man's neck. She could feel the strong muscle lines through the armor, which made her dizzy.

However, the excitement and happiness were short-lived. In less than two minutes, Li Xiang stopped.

"What's wrong?" Irene was confused and wondered how could the brave Armor Hero last so short a time?
Li Xiang put her down reluctantly and said, "We're here!"

"Ah?" Irene was stunned. She looked in the direction of Li Xiang's gesture, and sure enough, the spire of Aachen Cathedral was very close.

"Oh my God, this is more than 400 kilometers, from France to Germany, going abroad!" Irene thought that if she took the alchemical carriage, it would take at least four or five hours.

Little did people know that Li Xiang's maximum speed was Mach 12, which is equivalent to 4080 meters per second and 244.8 kilometers per minute. Wouldn't it be only about two minutes to run more than kilometers?

The territorial area of France and Germany is actually one of the largest in Western Europe, 55 square kilometers and 35.7 square kilometers respectively, excluding overseas territories. It is equivalent to a larger province in China. For example, Li Xiang's hometown Sichuan Province has 48.6 square kilometers.

Li Xiang could really reach France and Germany within ten minutes. The only factor that might affect his way was that he might get lost.

Fortunately, they had done enough homework before setting off, and Aachen Cathedral is also an iconic building in Germany and a famous pilgrimage site.

A yellowish-brown light bloomed around Li Xiang. He wrapped Irene and used earth escape to sneak into Aachen Cathedral. The two of them soon found Charlemagne's sarcophagus.

(End of this chapter)