Mysterious Séancer: My Doll Can Really Show Its Power

In the end, the elevator doors still didn't open.

The elevator came up from which floor and returned to which floor.

It went down one more floor.

The atmosphere in the already somewhat eerie elevator cabin suddenly skipped a beat.

However, considering that the person upstairs is sleeping, as long as that person doesn't want anything to happen to me, I won't be in any danger even if something jumps out of the elevator right now.

Once everyone understood this principle, they stopped panicking.

The elevator was returned to its intended floor. As soon as the elevator doors opened, a female special agent was waiting with a tablet in hand. The latest intelligence from the Stars had arrived.

The female agent handed the tablet to Rowent and said, "Intelligence from Dren and France."

"The French Punishers are communicating with the Vatican. The Drencheques have expressed their full support for the Vatican's decision. As a result, the Drencheques' Prime Minister has clashed with the Drencheques and has urgently deployed special guards. A conflict is expected to occur tonight."

Rowent glanced at his watch and said, "There are four hours until dawn, and seven hours until Her Majesty the Queen's coronation."

"Time is neither too much nor too little; we seem to be able to do some things, yet it also seems like we can't do anything..."

He looked at Liang Yan, "Ms. Liang, if this happened in Xia Country, what would you do?"

Liang Yan: "I'm sorry, this can't happen in Xia Country."

"By the way, Mr. Lowent seems to be quite accomplished in nonsense literature."

Rowent: "I mean, what if, for example, the interdimensional portal appeared last time? How did your Xia Kingdom's official residence handle it?"

Liang Yan hesitated for a moment, then said with a strange expression, "We... to be honest, we didn't do anything..."

Pointing to the ceiling, Liang Yan's face showed a hint of embarrassment: "Everything is under that person's control."

Rowent: "..."

"Yeah, having thicker thighs does sometimes reduce a lot of trouble."

Liang Yan could obviously hear the sarcasm in Luo Wente's words, and she said awkwardly, "Well, we just need to focus on the defense of Tianluo Island, as for the rest..."

"Let's leave it to fate."

......

As dawn approached, more intelligence arrived from the European Alliance.

France could have been free from the Papacy's coercion because the Punishers organization firmly supported the decision of the French government.

But what made the Punishers organization furious was that the Pope simply made a phone call, and the French Prime Minister, along with his staff from his official residence, immediately surrendered.

Besides the threat posed by the Pope, the fact that the Frankish Prime Minister himself is a staunch believer in God is also a very important factor.

To Liang Yan and Rowent's surprise, agents from the Star Federation's intelligence agency took a picture of Prime Minister Delun, covered in blood and wearing an eye patch over one eye, limping away from the Prime Minister's residence under the protection of several agents.

At 5:12 a.m., Prime Minister Delun called Qunxing and the Xia Foreign Affairs Office for assistance.

In response, Xia Guo expressed its concern and condolences, condemned the actions of the Delun Holy Tribunal, and stated its willingness to send peacekeeping forces and supplies to Delun for humanitarian assistance.

The Star Alliance stated: There's no need to trouble Xia Kingdom. We have an aircraft carrier in the North Atlantic, a military base in the European Alliance, and more importantly—

We have troops stationed in Dren!

At 6:00 AM, Prime Minister Dren returned to the Prime Minister's residence under the protection of the Star Garrison and Star Shield agents.

The matter was quickly resolved. The fact that Xia Guo and Qunxing, one with civil and one with military support, simultaneously sent aid to Delun still made countless netizens exclaim: "The sun has risen in the west!"

The sun certainly doesn't rise in the west unless someone wants to.

As a new day dawns and the sun rises, the world's attention is focused on a small island in the South Atlantic.

In fact, in the past six months, ever since Yang Ning expanded his travels to places outside of Xia Kingdom, he has been the primary focus of attention for various special agencies around the world.

This time, it's not just a special agency from the official residences of various parties.

The feud sparked by the Queen of Britain's refusal to invite the Pope to her coronation ceremony drew the world's attention to Tianluo Island.

At the same time, people are also curious about the young man from Xia Kingdom who could replace the Pope to crown the new queen.

Tianluo Island, 8 o'clock.

Yang Ning got up.

Inside the super luxurious bathroom, a group of kids were bustling around.

Yang Ning stood motionless in front of the mirror, letting the little devils "dress him up".

He didn't even want to open his eyes.

Sun Dapang wiped the already spotless crystal glass toilet again and said, "For Chengcheng to get up at this time, something big must have happened."

The poem written while wiping Yang Ning's face says: "No, this is nothing to Chengcheng. It's just that Chengcheng promised someone, so he won't mess things up."

Yami, clutching her head, said, "It seems like someone's going to cause trouble today, isn't it?"

Nearby, several young warriors imitated Yang Ning and yawned.

Soon, after Beibei had adjusted the position of Yang Ning's eyelashes one by one, the entire washing process was over.

Glancing at Sun Dapang and looking at the crystal glass toilet, Yang Ning said, "Forget it, let's skip this step today."

Sun Dapang: "Only eats and doesn't excrete, digests internally?"

The little devils: "???"

Suddenly, a chilling wind swept through the bathroom, and the little devils scattered and distanced themselves from Sun Dapang as if fleeing for their lives.

The next second—

Crack!

A bolt of lightning suddenly appeared, turning Sun Dapang into a plume of black smoke, and shattering the crystal glass toilet he was guarding.

Looking at the black smoke floating in the air and entering Yang Ning's white cloth bag, Shiwen said softly, "Actually, what saddened Fatty the most was not being struck by lightning, but that Chengcheng didn't use the toilet he had carefully prepared."

Yami, clutching her head, said, "It's a pretty, shiny toilet."

Yang Ning took out his phone, which had been dead for ages, and said to it, "Notify the hotel that the toilet is broken, and I'll pay for it."

A weak, yet strangely eerie voice came from the white cloth bag: "You want them to pay up? Do you think they dare?"

Yang Ning put down his phone, opened the white cloth bag, and asked, "Where are my Thunder Fairy Spirit, Flame Fairy Spirit, Gentle Breeze Fairy Spirit, and Ice Fairy Spirit? Fatty's one of us, no need to be polite with him."

Suddenly, a peach blossom bud emerged from the white cloth bag and bloomed close to Yang Ning's face.

Peach Blossom Sister is so gentle.

But beneath the peach blossoms...

Inside the white cloth bag, sparks of electricity and fire mingled, and the sounds of wind howling and ice freezing echoed. In the blink of an eye, the wisp of black smoke from Sun Dapang faded to a mere thread.

......

When Yang Ning arrived at the restaurant for breakfast, a considerable number of people had already gathered there.

At this moment, those staying in this hotel are mostly representatives sent by various government offices. Because of the changes that happened in Europe last night, these people are having tense and heated discussions about Europe and the Vatican during their meals.

As a result, the entire restaurant was in a mess.

As soon as Yang Ning appeared, silence spread like a tide from the restaurant entrance all the way inside.

Eventually, the entire restaurant became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Yang Ning said somewhat embarrassedly to everyone, "Please continue, please continue..."

Those who were bolder responded with a smile to Yang Ning.

Those who were more timid kept their heads down and didn't dare to look at Yang Ning at all.

There was even a series of sounds of plates, knives, and forks falling.

But still, no one dared to speak.

Feeling the respect everyone had for him, Yang Ning had no choice but to get some food and sit down at an empty table.

Just as Yang Ning was finishing his meal, Luo Wente and Liang Yan came over and stood on either side of him from behind.

The two men stood with their arms crossed in front of them, bowing slightly, like subordinates reporting to a superior. Rowent said, "Hello, Mr. Yang, let me introduce myself..."

Yang Ning raised his hand to signal Luo Wente to stop, ate the last steamed dumpling on the plate, and said, "I know who you are, and I know what happened last night. There's no need to report."

"Just do what you're supposed to do. As many cannon salutes as His Holiness the Pope sends, we'll accept them all."

"There's no need to return the greeting; after all, His Holiness the Pope is quite pitiful."

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