"No, not always, just occasionally."

"..."

"You don't believe it?"

"Okay, I believe it."

Li Mu decided not to talk to this nervous guy any more.

Anyway, even if it was just for the glass bottle that Luo An accidentally planned, he would have to bring a large group of fully armed troops to the Secret Bureau.

Otherwise he won't be able to sleep.

Meng Fei closed the conversation with satisfaction.

Although Lao Li looks a little unreliable, he is actually an extremely shrewd and cautious old man.

If the creatures with Taotie's genes or consciousness are leaked in Rong, he knows the consequences better than anyone else. So he should handle it properly.

He had already explained that silent monster as a premonition of the future. Whether he believed it or not, Lao Li should have been prepared.

With this matter settled, all that was left was to date his girlfriend. His anxious mood finally relaxed a little.

…

Ai Ting in both Meng Fei's lines is the same, forced to accept the teachings of her grandfather Ai Jue for a long time.

Ai Jue lives in the most prosperous neighborhood of Rongdu, but his house is unique.

It was a three-story castle made of black stones. It was the standard residence of small lords in the ancient Kingdom of God.

It's not that Ai Jue thinks he's just a small lord. It's that Rongdu has a lot of money for land, and there aren't many construction companies that can build him such antique buildings.

The decoration inside the "castle" is extremely crude.

The floors, walls and ceiling are all exposed black stone. There is no decoration on the walls and ceiling, and there is almost nothing except ceiling lights and sconces.

Unlike his extravagant son, Mr. Ai's idea is that no matter how much money is spent, it must be built into a rough and shabby house that can temper people.

The dining table in the main hall is an old, heavy, huge wooden table covered with scratches.

Ai Jue himself sat at the main seat at the end of the dining table, while Ai Ting sat at the second seat to his right.

There were only two people sitting on the long dining table that could accommodate at least twenty people. The restaurant was large but empty and dark, and the chandelier overhead swayed slightly in the draft, making the atmosphere very depressing.

It must be said that the genes of the Ai family are very strong. The old man is an aged version of Ai Yun, with a burly figure and a square face as thick as mahogany.

The lines on his face give people a thick feeling, and the nasolabial folds are especially deep. There is also a conspicuous, snow-white, thick beard that echoes the thick forehead.

The genes of the Ai family only broke down in Ai Ting's generation, and she changed from a large figure to a simple, refreshing, slender and soft style. It really makes people wonder whether they are biological children.

There were four people living in the castle: the old lady who cooked, the maid who was responsible for cleaning the room and doing laundry, the housekeeper who managed his finances, and the old man himself.

Under his strict requirements, everyone adheres to the strict hierarchy and complicated rules of the Qingmang noble family.

For example, dinner must be at six o'clock. Only the master can eat in the living room, while all the servants eat in the kitchen.

"So, do you understand?"

The old man asked. This is what he said most often.

He said this in every three sentences about this junior whom he met for the first time but whom he valued very much.

"Got it."

Ai Ting had to nod.

The old man's narration was too long, and she had forgotten most of it unknowingly. At this time, she suddenly remembered a question she wanted to ask.

"What is a successor?"

The Judges, Executioners, and Inheritors are the three secret organizations of the Kingdom of God that are spread among superpowers.

Some people think these organizations have long since died out, while others think they are still around.

Ai Ting knew that among the four great attendants, except Li Mu, who was a rising star who founded the supernatural department, the remaining three each controlled an organization.

The judges controlled by Xuannv no longer have the power to judge, but they were transformed into the Origin Society, which assumed the function of researching and teaching Origin Studies.

The executioners controlled by Antu successfully obtained the president's permission through the negative entropy disappearance case and were reorganized into an execution court.

But the inheritor is relatively more mysterious. She knows very little about the organization that her grandfather once controlled. Since she is here this time, of course she has to ask about it.

At this time, the bell in the restaurant rang six times. The old man picked up the chopsticks and he could finally start.

Ai Ting didn't eat, she held her cheek with her hands and watched her grandfather eat. She had already said that she would probably have dinner with her boyfriend in the evening, so she stopped eating.

"Inheriter, you must first know what you are inheriting. What the inheritor inherits is the spirit and meaning that the goddess Qingmang injected into this country when she first founded it."

"oh."

"What kind of spirit is it, do you know?"

"don't know."

Ai Ting shook her head, thinking that Lao Li had recently been organizing and studying the spirit of the 18th State Department Meeting of the Central Province. With so much energy every day, how could I understand it?

"The goddess of green light controls time and life."

"Wait a minute, isn't the goddess in charge of justice? Isn't she called the goddess of justice?"

"Time and life are the true powers of the Goddess.

"Justice is the concept she insists on. Do you understand?

"The goddess believes that without justice, the living world will be controlled by evil and greed, and will eventually shrink and go to destruction. So she insists on justice.

"Do you understand?"

"Okay, I understand. Then what is the spirit of this country?"

“The only spirit of this country is to allow life to exist in the long river of time, to be endless and never to be destroyed.

"It is said that the goddess will make countless attempts to do this and choose the most reasonable way. The goddess does not recognize that life will end at death.

"She believes that as long as there is life in the world, everyone is immortal and will be reincarnated in the world of life forever.

"She founded this country to keep life going. This is the only spirit of this country.

"Do you understand?"

"Okay, I understand, the goddess believes in reincarnation..."

Ai Ting drank some pomegranate juice from the silver cup on the dining table. But the sweet and sour taste made her couldn't help but say something.

“Why does the goddess think that only her country can make life last forever?

"Maybe other countries can do it too.

"Or there would be no country at all, a virgin forest, and life would not be extinct."

Ai Jue put down his bowls and chopsticks and said solemnly:

“Would you rather be in control of your own destiny, or would you rather surrender yourself and the world to others and trust that they will follow your wishes?

"Do you understand this?"

"Well, let's put it this way, it's better to master it yourself."

Although Ai Ting was perfunctory with her grandfather, she kept her eyes on her phone. It was about ten past six.

If Meng Fei could get off work normally, he should be leaving the Secret Bureau by now? In other words, if he could be contacted, he could go on a date?

Her heart was pounding.
Chapter completed!