Abnormal crossing

Chapter 175 Coronation Ceremony (Double votes needed!!!)
A cold wind from the snow-capped mountain peak swept across the square, scraping the ground like a dull knife.

Fine ice pellets were carried by the wind, hitting the ground at Gu Wei and Jin's feet with a soft rustling sound.

It was only at this moment that Gu Wei realized a situation:
Although the square is magnificent, the number of Persian commoners who come here to worship and pay homage to the past monarchs seems small.
Not much.

At least at first glance, he could only see a handful of people in his field of vision.

Was it because Jin and I came at the wrong time, or was it not a special day like a celebration?

Or perhaps there's a problem with the area, where people are simply used to seeing these towering statues?
Or.
Ordinary people in Persia did not hold their past monarchs in such high regard, or care about them.
To know.

On Earth before Gu Wei's transmigration, the mausoleums of China's ancient sages were never short of visitors and incense offerings.

Even for an emperor like Emperor Hui of Han, who didn't even have an official biography, there were at least some flowers outside his burial mound, Anling. Some Han Dynasty enthusiasts, out of respect for the Han Dynasty, would occasionally offer a few sticks of incense or place a cheap fruit basket outside the burial mound.

As for the ancestors of modern China, needless to say, one can see rows of three cigarettes in front of each of their tombs.
Even outside of China, in Europe, America, the Middle East, and even Africa, the practice of worship is not uncommon. For example, the worship of Botswana's founding father, Serets Khama, is described in Chinese terms as a place where incense offerings are extremely abundant.

But on the Persian side...
Gu Wei then gently shook his head to dispel these strange thoughts and refocused his attention on what was in front of him.

After Jin said those words...

The navigation system, which had been shut out of their conversation, soon resumed playing that wooden, mechanical voice: "Visitor request to reproduce the coronation ceremony of His Majesty Boko III. Random code verification in progress, please wait."

Gu Wei looked up and glanced at Jin.

no doubt.

This coronation ceremony footage is likely one of the purposes of Jin's trip, or even the only one.

Furthermore, it's not hard to guess its general content from the literal meaning—after all, a coronation ceremony that is made public has definitely been censored countless times, and it's impossible for it to be the kind of scene where the first filial son of Lordaeron ascends the throne.
I just don't know what Jin is trying to analyze.
Gu Wei then waited quietly beside Jin for a while.

About half a minute later.

Swah——

The environment around Gu Wei suddenly changed.

A multitude of visual modules surged forth around him like flowers blooming, constructing a completely new scene in just a few seconds:

This is a tall and luxurious semi-open-air platform, where golden light shines down from the towering arched dome, casting fine patterns of light on the special stone floor.

Gu Wei's perspective was from below the steps of the high platform, with a large number of solemn and ready guards standing around him. These guards' attire was somewhat special. To the naked eye, it appeared to be a rather classic silver-white armor and sword, but upon closer inspection, one could find that these weapons and armor had obvious technological features.

It looks somewhat like...
Like the lightsabers from Star Wars?

Furthermore, although his appearance has not changed.

However, it is clear that this footage is simulating one of the guards' perspectives.

Of course.

This perspective felt much more artificial than that of the Sheen patriarch who possessed Winton during his trial. At least Gu Wei didn't feel a strong sense of identification; he simply felt like he was watching a movie.

Therefore, after the initial adjustment period, he looked around and soon spotted Jin:

The old lady was on another patch of ground not far from him, and her clothes had not changed. However, it was not difficult to tell from the attire of the people around her that she was a maid or someone from a different faction.

With guards, maids, and servants, the number of people on site should be around five thousand. That's about the same number of people in Gu Wei's high school. He gave many speeches under the national flag on Mondays back then, so his judgment on the number of people in the large formation is quite accurate.

Well, it's not to show off my good grades from school.
Then Gu Wei turned his gaze forward.

About three or four hundred meters away from him, in another area, stood two rows of Persians whose appearance was clearly more robust.

The group on the left is dressed in silver-white and dark red formal wear, with ribbons at the collar that flicker with each breath, and various ornaments that reflect a dazzling light under the sun.

The right-hand group was uniformly dressed in exquisite silver-white robes, with pale golden halos flowing below their positions. They were more understated than the left-hand group, but their imposing presence was in no way inferior, and they exuded an air of scholarly knowledge.

If Gu Wei's guess is correct.

The column on the left should be the delegation of nobles and royalty from Persia, while the column on the right is composed of scholars and officials.

This seems somewhat different from the traditional separation of military and political power on Earth, perhaps a characteristic of the Persian civilization.

Gu Wei then continued to move his gaze forward.

As his gaze passed over the two rows of square formations, all that remained before him was the high platform at the very end.

The throne atop the eleventh floating staircase gleamed with a cold light. It was not a seat in the traditional sense, but a three-dimensional structure bound together by some kind of force field—Gu Wei could see the gaps in the structure even from a distance, seemingly left deliberately to showcase technology.
Three meters directly above the throne, a diamond-shaped mark was slowly spinning like a top.

The surface of the mark is covered with a pale purple, misty halo, and when rotated to a certain angle, it projects holographic portraits of past monarchs behind the throne.

Gu Wei was not unfamiliar with this mark, because Ophelia had a miniature version of the same one on her forehead.

According to Ophelia, this is the exclusive mark of the Bosca royal family.

Gu Wei was quite curious at the time—this thing was as hard as a gemstone and had obvious protrusions; if he accidentally bumped his head on the ground, wouldn't it hurt terribly?
Then a while later.

thump—

Suddenly, a deep and solemn bell rang out from afar.

The moment the sound rang out, the scene fell silent.

Many people straightened their backs, bowed their heads, and waited with respectful expressions.

However, Gu Wei did not feel this pressure. While the others in the video were maintaining a proper attitude, he turned his head curiously to look in the direction from which the sound came.

On the other side of the road, all that could be seen was the road itself.

A middle-aged man in a dark blue robe adorned with stars was slowly approaching.

The middle-aged man's appearance was almost identical to the statue in the square; he was none other than a much younger version of Boko III.

His gait is unique; with each step, a seven-colored halo ripples out the moment his foot touches the ground.

The halos spread out like ripples on water, dissipating into tiny specks of light when they touched the spectators on either side.

Half a step behind Boko III were two attendants with strikingly different demeanors:
On the left is a tall guard whose face is obscured by light black armor. Judging from his sexual characteristics, he is either male or flat-chested. A strangely shaped weapon hangs at his waist, which looks like a combination of a sword and a gun.

On the right is an older waiter, around fifty years old, dressed in a silver-gray robe. He has a kind and gentle demeanor, and although he is dressed as a waiter, he exudes a scholarly air about him. There seems to be a resemblance between them in their brows.
Lynn, the Chief of Internal Affairs?
Gu Wei blinked quickly and looked at the crowd on the left for a while.

as predicted.

In the left-hand column of nobles and royalty, a young man of about twenty was looking up every now and then, his expression excited as he watched the three people walking towards him.

Based on this situation and the conversation that Jokowi had with Lynn, Gu Wei easily identified the older attendant to Boko III's right:
Lynndoğan's father, Merendóğan, the previous Minister of the Interior of Bosca. And the young man in the square formation must be Lynndoğan before he entered the court.

As for the black-armored guard beside Boko III...
If Gu Wei's judgment is correct, there is a high probability that the other party is the chief of the Poska team—or to be more precise, the previous chief of the Poska team.

It would be quite reasonable for such a person to conceal their appearance even in this situation, after all, it is an absolute trump card of a civilization, a strategic weapon of mass destruction.

Boko III then quickly descended the steps under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

The black-armored guard, who appeared to be the chief, and Melendorth both stopped in their tracks and stood still, leaving only Boko III to ascend the steps.

As Boko III stepped onto the first floating step, the diamond-shaped mark above the throne suddenly accelerated its rotation.

The pale purple halos began to surge violently, and the projected images of past monarchs lit up and went out one after another, as if conducting some kind of confirmation procedure.

Boko III climbed higher and higher, and the diamond-shaped mark spun faster and faster.

When Boko III reached the top level, which was the eleventh step,...

He raised his right hand, palm up, in a lifting motion.

Swah——

The rapidly spinning rhombus mark transformed into countless rays of light as fine as hair, first forming a halo around Boko III, and then merging with the royal mark that Boko III naturally possessed on his forehead.

The light was not dazzling; instead, it gave people a warm feeling.

This scene lasted for about five or six minutes before the 'fusion' finally ended.

After the light disappeared.

Boko III slowly opened his eyes, a faint green light flashing across them.

The middle-aged monarch surveyed the scene, walked to the edge of the throne, and slowly sat down.

at the same time.

The black-armored guard at the bottom of the steps stepped forward and knelt on one knee: "Chief Mech Engineer of Boska, Trensard, pays homage to the great new king. The Boska military officially pledges allegiance to you!"

The voice just fell.

bang——

All the guards around him knelt down on one knee at the same time: "Salute to the new king!"

Boko III nodded to those below from his throne.

Immediately afterwards, Melendorth also knelt on the ground, swearing an oath of allegiance on behalf of the Household Department.

Then came the Persian Merchant Alliance, the Persian Industrial Complex, and representatives of seven first- and second-order civilizations dependent on Persian, etc.
Whenever a representative from a particular field pledges allegiance, a group of people at the scene will kneel down on one knee in 'respect'.

After a while.

A blonde woman dressed in a long red robe approached Boko III: "Samantha Sek, Grand Councilor of the Heraldry of Boska, pays homage to the great new king. The Heraldry and all members of the Royal Family, in the name of our ancestors, acknowledge and pledge allegiance to your rightful monarchy."

This time.

Boko III's expression became much more formal. He rose from his throne and returned Samantha Yasek's salute with a slight bow: "I accept your allegiance."

Heraldry.
Gu Wei glanced thoughtfully at Samantha Ya Seik, who was kneeling on one knee in the video.

This institution, which is somewhat similar in nature to the Imperial Clan Court, seems to have held a rather unusual position in the Persian civilization.

When Boko III asked Ophelia to make a statement last time, the institution he mentioned seemed to be the Heraldry.

While Gu Wei was pondering this...

Only a small group of people remained at the scene who had not yet knelt down or paid their respects.

However, this scene did not last long. Soon, a man dressed in a silver-white scholar's robe came down the steps:
"Walker Ramsey, Director of the Boska Institute of Monarchy, pays homage to the great new king. All the scholars of Boska formally pledge their allegiance to you."

Director of the Royal Power Research Institute?
Upon hearing the person's identity.

Gu Wei quickly banished his thoughts and focused his attention on the other person.

This was a rather thin man, probably around thirty years old, with his gray hair neatly combed back and his face somewhat pale.

He had a crystalline lens embedded in his left eye, and held a cane in his right hand. Some runes that Gu Wei couldn't understand floated around the cane—but he guessed they were mathematical or physical symbols. In any case, he looked quite stylish.

Of course.

What attracted Gu Wei's attention more than his appearance was his position—the director of the Royal Power Research Institute.

This organization is truly extraordinary.

According to Ophelia and Adele, Boko III initiated the "Zeroing" project with the Royal Institute, which triggered all the subsequent changes.

Regardless of the truth behind the Zeroing Project or any other hidden motives, the Royal Institute is a crucial juncture that cannot be ignored.

In addition, judging from appearance.

Walker Ramsay appears to be a little younger than Boko III. Although he certainly doesn't receive as many resources as the monarch, it doesn't seem like a big deal that he could live a few more years if he specializes in his field.

Therefore, it cannot be ruled out that Walker Ramsey is still alive in reality, and there is even a slight probability that he is the person in charge of Project Zero.

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in the image.

Upon hearing Walker Ramsey's declaration of allegiance, the remaining group of silver-robed personnel who were still standing also knelt on one knee to show their stance.

Boko III simply nodded slightly at the formation, as always.

Then Gu Wei suddenly remembered something and turned to look at Jin beside him.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion.

I only see this moment.

Compared to the beginning, the old driver's expression seemed unusually slightly different.
complex?

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