‘Can the gods cry?’

She didn't know, but, maybe, Oda Kyoka looked at Andoyuan's disappearing figure and did not leave here, but dig a small piece of land and buried the little girl in her arms.

Even if this is a dream, a dream she is about to leave.

Now, countless tombstones have been erected, and most of the empty tombs buried in the tombstones.

In a moment, the dream kept flashing with stars. It was the sweet rain she brought before, and was sincerely worshipped by the mountain people. It was pure faith, and it shone with light and shining into another silver river that belonged to her alone.

Silver carries the hope of all living beings, and because of this, Oda Hime, as a god, is actually not weak.

"Good night"

Oda Hime stood up and gently pushed away the water droplets between her hair, without looking back.

Just like the redemption written in "Beautiful Life":

(Time is the potted plant you gave me. It blooms when you come, but it is desolate after leaving.

time    is    the   potted   plant   that    you    give    me.           blooms       orge,   and        is   desolate      after      you      leave.)

The dream ended, but Kyoka felt a rare awakening, probably because of this time that she had not yet fallen asleep.

A cold wind blew, and Miss God suddenly felt a hint of coldness that belonged to the Nordic night wind.

She glanced at the little fox sleeping with her quilt beside her, felt a deep speechlessness, and said silently:

"River, you snatched my quilt again."

Little Fox:zzz

I slept soundly and was not affected at all.

Kyoka suddenly felt envious of her carefreeness, so she pretended to be angry and grimaced at her.

However, her movements were still very light. Oda Hime got out of bed, walked to the desk where her laptop was placed, opened the notebook, chose a backlit position, and then sat lazily on the stool: "I can't sleep anyway, so I'll follow the show."

It seems that it has returned to its previous appearance.

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Andaoyuan's sleep quality is still as good as ever. He is very rational and naturally he will not say that he is worried that others will not be able to sleep.

But when he woke up in the morning, he still specifically told Sanxiao about the security of the dream invasion. Of course, it naturally covered up this part of Kyoka. After all, there are some things that Kyoka probably doesn't want others to know about.

"Sanxiao, I intercepted a data link about the invasion of the subconscious of the Dream Brigade last night and sent it to Raphael later to ask her to strengthen the security network protection issues in the oasis."

Sanxiao was fighting against the butter cake on the plate, so she didn't even raise her head: "An, I'm all expecting these things. After all, you are still there, so don't worry."

"You are so broad-minded that you never thought about what the consequences would be if I was unreliable?"

Andao was holding a breakfast, which was Shiyin borrowed the kitchen from the kitchen this morning and studied with the head chef of the Principality, imitating the baked pancake bit by bit. The golden pancakes were also covered with condensed milk, which looked very attractive.

Then he sat opposite Asuka Mitsuko, calmly cut the pancake into eight even portions with a silver knife, and then forked it up and put it in his mouth.

Only then did he see Sanxiao raising her head and showing a bright smile: "If you are unreliable, then I had fallen into the dream mirror when I was in Hyacinth, and I would never be able to recover."

"You."

This is how Miss Chief Science Officer of Refractotech usually looks, but it also makes Andauyuan unable to get angry.

Andaoyuan was actually unwilling to bear this kind of trust before.

After all, he is a rational person. Compared to helping the world with both sides, being alone may be more in line with his survival philosophy. After all, a person who is entangled in nightmare and will die at any time cannot have a sunny mentality. Even now, he will not be the so-called bad guy.

But life is always changing.

Perhaps when I received the letter from Miss Hyacinth, everything was different.

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The Bavarian meeting ended after the eighty-nine extraordinary agreements were agreed upon.

Every guest left.

There was no grand banquet, nor was there a ritual and musical sound.

Just as Raymond Carver wrote in "Nine Poems": (A few minutes ago, I walked to the terrace outside the house. From there I could see and hear the sea water, and everything that had happened to me over the years. When I leaned against the fence, the tide receded. No birds sang, lonely and quiet.)

This meeting of the extraordinary people that belonged to ended quietly in such silence.

After all, the meeting just confirmed, in Article 3 of the agreement, stated that all parliaments about the extraordinary, if they have no connection with the large-scale real process, they need to be carried out naturally and there is no need for big publicity.

This also conforms to Nordic Rupa's consistent occult principles.

After a while, the restaurant door was gently pushed open.

"Wow, good morning, all the time."

Kyoka got up so early while yawning. She rubbed her eyes, then found a stool at the dining table and sat down.

Sanxiao sat on the sofa, put her laptop on her thighs, searching for the monitoring information that Nightdoryuan gave to Raphael last night, and asked casually: "You didn't sleep well last night?"

When Kyoka heard this, she rubbed her head and sighed and said, "I had a nightmare. When I woke up, the quilt was snatched away by Xiaoshui. I was dizzy when I slept."

"I have deep sympathy for you."

Sanxiao shrugged, then pointed to Andaoyuan who was reading the newspaper and said, "Come on, there is another unlucky guy over there. He didn't sleep well last night, which made me have to work overtime to change the documents as soon as the breakfast time ends."

Andaoyuan was very calm and didn't care about the meaning of her words: "Come on, girl, there will be no such good radar to warn you in the future."

"Okay, okay, the little girl really wants to thank Guan Da Ren."

Sanxiao said this with a smile, which made everyone else in the room amused, but she didn't care at all. Instead, she straightened her chest and pretended to be upright and said, "Next time there will be such a thing, I will let Raphael take the blame."

Even the artificial intelligence Raphael humanized and showed a squinted expression, expressing his contempt for his chief developer.

The early morning sunshine drips on the classical and elegant house in front of you like drizzle, sprinkling in every corner covered by the ages.

The air was filled with the fresh smell of the Duchess of Bavaria's favorite plants. Looking along with this smell, what reflected the pupils was the European-style buildings covered with moss on the exterior wall.

He placed the newspaper next to the table. The stone table in the lounge was cut from slightly cool light black rocks, but he couldn't help but turn his head slightly and look at the window as expected.

The sound of wings flashing from the half-open window in the distance came.

The next moment, a dove with pure white body and a lively eyes fell by the window, combing its feathers, looking at it contentedly, as if waiting for something.
Chapter completed!