Ming Dynasty, New Rome, and Infinite Divine Machine

He sat on one end of the iron table and Otohime sat on the other.

Otohime didn't use chopsticks, she just picked them up one by one with her hands and ate them. Although they were half-cooked and bleeding, she couldn't stop eating.

While eating, tears welled up in her eyes.

"Are you OK?"

"It's okay. I just didn't expect that even though my father was plotting against me, you still remembered to send me food. You must have some request, right? Tell me, I know what you want to ask. Do you want to ask about the Longyin case?"

"Well, you don't have to tell me."

"In the case of the Dragon Hidden Case, the dragon that made the boat disappear was not the Dragon Palace. The dragon those fishermen saw was the former Marquis of Yanping himself."

"???" Shang Luo was startled, "What?"

"Don't you want me to spit sand? I spit it out. Are you satisfied?"

"And the boat?"

"The boat is in his stomach. It should still be there now. He has trouble digesting it."

Chapter 1043 Transformation into a Dragon

"You mean, the previous Guoxing didn't die? He turned into a dragon?"

"You can't say he's not dead," Yiji thought for a moment, "His greed turned him from a human into a ghost. His life span ended when he entered the Dragon Palace - but you can't say he's really dead, because his dragon body is still in the Dragon Palace."

"Can't he go home?" Shangluo asked, "If he can't go back, what's the reason?"

"He can't go back," Otohime replied. "He is already part of the Dragon Palace. He is intoxicated by the golden currents and invisible rivers of the Dragon Palace and has no intention of going back. But I also know that he has his family on the shore."

She paused for a moment. "I think you can explain this to his family. Although I am not human, I think all sentient beings will worry about the plight of their loved ones - except for my ruthless father, who actually sent his daughter to the Imperial Prison. So, let me apologize on behalf of that heartless guy. Please convey these words to his family."

"Guo Xing, that's what she said." In a corner of the imperial prison, Shang Luo dialed Zheng Shijie's number.

After eating her fill, Yi Ji stopped screaming, and the prison returned to peace. She also promised Shang Luo that as long as Shang Luo brought her prison food regularly, she would stay there and not cause trouble.

After taking some time to come out, Shangluo called Zheng Shijie. After all, this was his biological father, and Shangluo felt that he should tell him as soon as possible.

“So that’s how it is, hahahahahaha” A series of sneers scared Shangluo.

"Guoxing, are you okay? Don't get too excited."

“Ahahahaha!” Zheng Shijie laughed loudly, “I’m not excited at all. I just know that the old guy is not dead.”

"You're not surprised at all, are you?"

"Shangluo, this is what happened - when everyone was so secretive about this matter, I knew it must be something serious. So I always thought he was definitely not dead. Now that you said it, I know: it turns out that the old guy is hiding here! Did he say when he would be home?"

"No. First, the Dragon Palace won't let him leave - or he can't leave. Second, he doesn't seem to express the desire to go home now."

"Then let him do whatever he wants." Zheng Shijie's voice was filled with anger. "It's good that he doesn't want this family. It will also allow me to become the Marquis of Yanping sooner and do what I have always wanted to do. I have to thank him for making way for me. If he doesn't come back, then he should never come back. Even if he comes back, I will not give up my position to him."

Shangluo didn't say anything. This was entirely his family affair, and as an outsider, Shangluo didn't want to butt in on it.

"Shangluo, I have to thank you even more." Zheng Shijie changed the subject, "You have helped me solve a problem. No matter what I give you, I can't repay you - what do you want?"

"Me? Um, you suddenly asked me what I wanted, and I don't know how to answer it."

"How about this. When you come tomorrow, we'll have a face-to-face meeting. As long as I can help, I'll definitely help you to the end - that's it, I'll hang up first." Zheng Shijie's voice trembled a little when he said the last few words. He didn't even wait for Shangluo to return the gift, and hung up the phone.

[He seems to be far from as relaxed as he says]

"That's right. He is his biological father after all. But generally speaking, it's a good thing to be alive. As long as you are alive, you still have a future."

[In addition, he said something that should be sincere - there can only be one Marquis of Yanping. If his father does not give up the throne, it will probably take him decades to become the Marquis of Yanping. From this perspective, it is most beneficial for him if his father does not return home. ]

"That being said. After all, he is a human being, not a ghost. As a human being, he has human feelings. I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to completely abandon the relationship between parents and children and just regard himself as a beast of power."

But from what Otohime said, it seems his father has indeed become like this. He has become a member of the invisible big hand, and perhaps even a very important one.

"Being obsessed with money and losing one's self isn't uncommon—it's just that things can get a bit more mysterious here in the Dragon Palace. I think there's still hope. After all, life is full of hope. However, this is a family matter, so the specifics of how to proceed depend on the opinions of the parties involved."

【Will you help them? 】

"As far as the current situation is concerned, Guoxing and I are fellow travelers on the road to ascension - we are fellow Taoists. If I can help with my fellow Taoist's family affairs, I will naturally lend a hand. After all, when he is free, he can mobilize the secular forces of the entire Nanyang to assist us. This is a good thing. Compared to this, the affairs of the Dragon Palace are becoming more and more confusing."

[I remember he seemed to have said something: Whenever he was about to touch the truth, the information from the Dragon Palace would always slip away.]

"It seems that I need to ask a few more questions."

He returned to the cell again - he had come to deliver the prison meal, and he had to take the lunch box back with him after all.

"Have you finished eating?" He was about to ask as he walked in, and he saw an empty food box in front of Otohime.

"Ah, I'm full. It was really delicious." Otohime replied, "I haven't eaten so well in a long time."

"I would like to ask, what do you think of it?"

"This food is alive and makes me feel the beating of life. The interesting cooking method completely simulates the taste of chewing raw pig. I give it a score of 9."

"How about one more point?"

"It's too ripe, it would be better if it was re-seasoned. There's still too much salt, it would be better if it wasn't salted at all."

"Okay." Shangluo nodded, "I'll tell my family."

"If you take this sausage to the Dragon Palace to sell, it will definitely be a big hit! There might be a long line outside the Crystal Palace. The shrimp soldiers and crab generals will also like it. Ah, it's been a long time since I've had a dish that I like so much. Shangluo, thank you so much."

"Then I'll bring you food next time?"

"Yes, yes," Otohime replied, "Then I will abide by the agreement. As long as you keep bringing me food, I won't make a fuss here - but if you don't bring me food and I'm hungry, I'll be really hungry."

"Actually, don't you have the Bigu Pill? You shouldn't be hungry, right?"

"For mortals, eating fasting pills is enough. But for us dragons, it is not enough. We must also take blood food. By the standard of blood food, the dish you sent is simply amazing."

"If it's a blood meal, should I just send you a pig next time?"

Otohime held out her hand. "Yes, but they confiscated my dragon ball and imprisoned my body here, trapping me in human form. How can I eat pigs in human form? It's okay to return the dragon ball to me first."

Chapter 1044: Luggage

"Forget it then. This is the rule of the Imperial Prison. Prisoners are not allowed to use magical instruments."

"Oh, that can't be helped." She retracted her hand, "Then you should bring more. I get hungry easily."

The third underground floor is the dining room.

"Hey, are you still eating?" Shangluo, who came up in the elevator, leaned in to take a look.

Han Xingzhi was eating a mouthful of food, feeling both pain and pleasure.

Wen Yuan was struggling with the blood sausage. He was almost done, with only a small bite left - but he looked at the blood sausage on the plate after it was bitten off: blood could even be seen on the cross section of the blood sausage, and a stream of gravy flowed out little by little and gathered on the plate. The scattered blood floating on the gravy further dampened his remaining appetite.

"Uh, you seem to be in a lot of pain." Shang Luo sat in front of him, next to Han Xingzhi, "If you really can't eat, you don't have to."

"No. You must eat it."

"It's really not necessary. Although eating etiquette is important, your health is also important."

"No." Wen Yuan lowered her head sharply. "It's not that I must follow the rules, but I absolutely cannot waste food in this dining room. I must eat up whatever I take."

"Is there still such a rule?" Shang Luo glanced at Han Xingzhi's plate and saw that he was eating -

He ate so much, but Master Sa didn't strike him with thunder, which means that what he ate was not ordinary. The things that looked like chicken wings and chicken legs here seemed to be not simple.

Wen Yuan raised her head and ate the small portion of blood sausage on the plate in one gulp. She then took a gulp of lemon soda, "Ah, much better. To be honest, the juicy texture is quite good, and the meat itself is also very good. But if this thing can really be cooked as human food, I think it will definitely be delicious."

He looked at Shangluo again: "Has Yiji finished eating?"

"There was nothing left. I made a phone call and she gobbled it up."

"I said this isn't for human consumption! It's clearly made to resemble blood food! Take it to offer sacrifices to the gods someday, maybe the gods will send down more auspicious signs."

Shangluo glanced at Han Xingzhi next to him again: "Are you full?"

"I'm 80% full, but I can still eat."

"Then you should eat more. There's a job I want to do, I wonder if you guys want to go."

"Are you talking about the campaign against Xu Fu?" asked Lu Liang, who was sitting in the corner and drinking tea.

"There was a small incident before the official crusade - Guoxing asked me to go to him, and then we set out directly from Nanyang to fight. I thought it would be better to team up with you before starting the mission so that we can adapt to the situation."

"Good!" Wen Yuan heard this and the energy that had been lost from eating the blood sausage returned. "Is this what I can do to achieve merit?"

"Yes, it is possible to make a contribution. But I am a little scared that you think of making a contribution right away."

"Since the autumn drills have been cancelled this year, I must hurry up and make up for the exams!"

Lu Liang beside him shook his head: "From what you said, if lending two heads can reduce your military merit, you will also ask your fellow villagers to lend one?"

"Aha." Wen Yuan turned around and said to her, "You are a newbie. You have just reached the Qi training stage. I am afraid you still know very little about the world of Qi trainers. Killing innocent people and taking credit for it does not exist in our place."

"Why?" Lu Liang asked.

"You know what fighter jets have called 'camera guns'? They're also often found on ground attack aircraft. Besides being used for reconnaissance, a crucial function is recording the pilot's combat performance. The camera near the muzzle captures the process of killing the target. It's the same here. In fact, during official operations, each person is assigned a Tianyi Guiren to oversee and rate them. The Jinyi Guard's military achievements are based on the Tianyi Guiren's records."

[I see. Blowing up a vehicle gives +100 points, and taking a kill gives +10 points, right?]

"Don't make trouble." Shangluo waved his hand and asked Wenyuan, "So can I get +500 for each victory point?"

"Well, it's not that game-like. This is not a role-playing game. Jinyiwei does not encourage killing people. We are not like the Qin Dynasty, where you can level up by killing two heads. Our way of evaluating merit is mainly to see whether you can achieve the established tactical goals. There is no unified standard for this goal. Everyone has their own differences. After the end, the Doudou will gather together to give a comprehensive opinion, and then everyone will be rewarded according to their merits. So in other words.

"If it's just sweeping the fields, then the heads can be counted. But for a mission like this to conquer Xu Fu, heads don't count as military merit in our Jinyiwei. Unless they are the heads of Xu Fu and his followers."

"So you guys, are you coming?"

"Come on." Wen Yuan nodded vigorously. "Even if others don't ask, I will definitely come. I'm just waiting for a few more missions to combine the small military merits into a big military merit - you don't know, the level of autumn exercises is very high, and this evaluation is very important for our graduation. If there is no autumn exercises, I will have to work extra hard."

"What about Lu Liang?" Shangluo asked her.

"I'm not in a hurry. My own test scores are enough. This guy's scores are not enough, so he has to make merit. And the schools he wants to take the exam for place special emphasis on merit - but since you are forming a team, I will definitely come."

"Eh? Why?"

"Because my hands are itching~~" Her expression suddenly became a little ferocious, "I just got promoted recently, and the feeling of having my aura flowing through me is really amazing. I can't even hit the targets at home. I was thinking, can I find some good targets to practice with."

"Sure, sure." Shangluo nodded. "If you feel like itching to do something, I can definitely satisfy your request."

Having said that, Shangluo stood up.

"Hey! Big Brother, aren't you going to ask me if I'm going?"

"You? You won't go?"

"I will definitely go. But you didn't even ask me, which makes me feel embarrassed."

"Okay." Shangluo turned around and asked, "The specific time is six o'clock tomorrow morning. Guoxing will send a plane to pick you up. Are you free? I'm free, right? Well, you two should also pack your luggage and see you tomorrow morning. I'm going to take a nap first, so that I can be more energetic tomorrow."

"Shangluo, I heard that you were going out?" As soon as I opened the door, Victoria was standing at the door.

"I'll be back soon." He said as he turned around and closed the door. "You stay at home for two days. If you want to go out, you can go out on your own. Your residence application has been approved."

"No. I want to go with you."

"Ah? I'm not going on a picnic. It's dangerous over there."

"Can't you take me to watch the game?"

"Then you can watch it at home."

"If I'm here, I can give you a buff."

"No need." Shangluo waved his hand. "It's tiring to take care of you. Phaethon?"

"Yes, what's up?" Phaethon poked his head out and asked.

"I've washed the food box. Can you put more sausages in? They've received rave reviews at the Dragon Palace. I'm going to ask Xiaohong for a favor later. Can you please pack another box for me? Longlong seems to like this very much. I'll go make another nest, maybe I can get some more information."

Chapter 1045: Throwing the Rod

"Miss Xiaohong? Miss Xiaohong?" Shangluo was standing beside the Taiye Lake, holding a food box, shouting as he walked. After shouting for several times but getting no response, he had no choice but to reach into his bag, pull out a fishing rod, and with a whoosh, threw the buoy into the water.

"Who's fishing?" A huge wave rose up, and a huge red dragon head broke through the waves. The huge body of the Taiye Dragon King was revealed in the pool with a depth of no more than 1.6.

As soon as the dragon head appeared, it quickly locked onto the person casting the fishing rod: "Don't you know that it's the fishing moratorium? Fishing is not allowed here!"