Andao, who returned to the present world, felt far from feeling the obvious time difference between the two worlds.

It seems that the difference in time flow rates between the two sides of Einstein Rosen Bridge does not conform to the special theory of space-time relativity. Time has not expanded, and the clock in the remains is the same as the "static" clock in Hyacin Curie.

At this time, Oda Kyoka was already lying in the room of the small streamer and fell asleep.

The daytime belonging to the Nibelung root ruins is already late at night for Tokyo. If they didn’t come to join in the fun, it would be impossible for them to stay up late.

Andaoyuan was guarding next to the portal. He opened a small door as an observation point. Although this secret realm does not belong to the real Nordic myth, it is also a world tree derived from the earth veins.

He must know what happened afterwards: "Mr. Zhu, Xue, Shiyin, you go to bed first, I'll see what happens afterwards."

Miss Shiyin was already very sleepy. After all, she had to care about a lot on a storm, so she rubbed her eyes in a daze: "I'll take a shower first and then go to bed. An Jun, wait until the second half of the night to watch."

Andoyuan smiled gently: "Look at how sleepy you look, have a good rest. Just have me here to take care of you. The storm in Tokyo will continue until the day after tomorrow, and then the rain will gradually decrease. There is no need to stay up late now."

Shiyin Shinya understood that Andao was not polite, so she did not refuse. After all, there was a lot of sand and dust in Nibelung root. Although there was a wind spirit power field as a barrier, it was also necessary for a girl who loved beauty to take a bath.

She yawned a small yawn: "I hope Kyoka didn't use up all the hot water."

After Shiyin Shinya walked out of the door of the room on the third floor, Xue ran out: "Shiyin, wait for me, I have to take a bath too. If the hot water is used up, it will take a long time to burn it."

Shiyin replied gently: "I will definitely not use it, but if you want Xue, you can take a shower together."

Andaoyuan heard the cat girl say in a curious tone: "Do you want to drink some iced juice?"

"It's not good to drink iced juice before going to bed."

"Just a small cup, how about ice grape juice? It's sour and sweet, and the taste is great!"

"Are the grapes? I remember to put the fresh purple grapes sent by the chinchilla last time in the freezer, so I'll make a glass of grape juice now."

"I want two cups, you one cup, I one."

Two beautiful girls, one big and one small, walked downstairs chatting.

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Mr. Zhu had no intention of moving. He put on the canvas and made the paint while saying to Yu Wenshu:

"Mr. An, I have already thought about the works I have participated in for the next paper painting exhibition."

Mr. Zhu's guest room was tidied up on the third floor. After all, there were girls downstairs, so it was not convenient to let him go downstairs. But now it seems that Mr. Zhu is likely to be vigil with him.

In fact, Andaoyuan knows a lot about the history of literature and art, but he himself can't draw at all. So now he heard Mr. Zhu say that he wants to draw a painting for the exhibition, and he is very interested:

"Mr. Zhu, what do you want to draw?"

The bamboo slowly modulates the pigments in his hand. For the existence of the immortal seed, time is precious and long: "Just draw a story about the world tree. I want to call this painting "Dawn after dusk."

"Down at the divine, dawn of all living beings."

Andaoyuan moved a stool and sat quietly in front of the window of the Nibelungen World, observing the collapse of the World Tree and the God Palace. It was a pity that he did not see the real god, it was just some false shadows.

Those shadows are the darkness deposited under the earth veins on the banks of Lake Otama, Tokyo for thousands of years, connected to the Rhine River, so I think I am also a god.

Just as he admired the giant tree stained with fire.

The shaking lake surface of Otama also became calm from the heavy rain. This calmness does not belong to the unevenness of the sunny waves, but is like the center of the storm, which belongs to the only calmness.

The leader of the pastor believer took out a carving knife in his hand and cut it into his wrist without hesitation. Blood dripped on the lake surface, directly eroding a large hole in the lake surface.

That is the corrosive force belonging to the owner of the Abyss Ranch.

The leader of the pastor believer had no fear on his face, but became even more fanatical: "For the Lord, for the sake of a more fair and greater world, I am willing to offer everything I have. The ultimate goal of the Adventist is to ask the Lord to carry out this sacred punishment: destroying all mankind!

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The people behind them all fell down and whispered, "For the greater world! We welcome the coming of the Lord."

One by one, the believers jumped into this path opened by forcibly corroded.

Then, the micro-monitoring drone that flashed for only one second around exploded.

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"It's just a cultist, no, they're cultists." The hacker Lao Wei used a mini-drone to observe it in less than two seconds, and the drone was cracked by the abyss power wrapped around the shepherd's believers.

The white and strong man was used to it: "I have read similar books, yes, it was written by you Chinese writers. The name seems to be "The Three-Body Problem"?"

"The book written by Da Liu is indeed very good. I even doubt that he has seen these anti-human guys in person."

He thought of the several pastors and believers caught by the Cliff Sand Fort Branch in the Middle East, and the will of these cult believers was very firm:

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"This is not a rumor!" a European shouted, "My name is Rafael, an Israeli. Three years ago, my fourteen-year-old son was in a car accident. I donated the child's kidney to a Palestinian girl with uremia to express my desire for peaceful coexistence between the two nations. For this wish, I can even give my life, and many Israelis and Palestinians are also making the same sincere efforts as me.

But none of this is useful. Our home is still sinking deeper and deeper in the quagmire of revenge. This has caused me to lose faith in mankind and join the Pastoral Order.

Despair has transformed me from a pacifist to an extremist, and, perhaps, it is also due to my huge donations to the organization that have allowed me to enter the core of the Adventist. Now I tell you that the Adventist has its own secret program, which is: human beings are an evil species, and human beings have committed heinous crimes against the earth and must be punished for this.

I am trying to purify the earth, and you are not qualified to judge me.

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It's like "Written in the Three Body":
Chapter completed!