lcionline Chapter 277 Keep a low profile
Chapter 277 Keep a low profile
Chapter 277 Keep a Low Profile
Shen Qingqing had a dream. In the dream, there were many memories of the past, including family, friends, pets, and countless things that she had never dared to dream of or have ever had.
The white dog with black spots wagged its tail and ran over to rub against her hand, making whimpering noises as if it were having a great time.
She remembered the dog; she had seen it downstairs in her dormitory when she was in school. It was said that it was later adopted by a family, and she had never seen a puppy wagging its tail and whining at her since.
In her dream, Shen Qingqing wanted to reach out and touch its head to tell it that it had a home, but the scene suddenly changed to the moment when she met Saenster.
Unlike the situation inside the egg, she is now in a third-person perspective, so she can clearly see everything that happened back then, including how Desk chased Saenster and her own situation.
However, there was no sound on the screen, so it was impossible to know the specific details of what happened.
The bizarre and distorted images flooded my mind with a tidal wave of real, illusory, imagined, and longed-for scenes.
Snapped!
The brain was unable to handle the overload of information and the person fainted.
When I opened my eyes again, the tall, dark gold dome still greeted me.
"I actually fell asleep in this chair?" Shen Qingqing rubbed her face, trying to wake herself up.
The deep red curtains were drawn back, and the weather was still as sunny as ever. She leaned against the windowsill, looking at the sky, the ground, and then at Saenster, feeling utterly bored.
?
Sarnster?
Shen Qingqing's eyes widened, and she unconsciously opened her mouth wide into an "O" shape. After rubbing her eyes again to make sure that she wasn't seeing things due to old age, she was even more astonished.
"What are you doing here? And, in... uh, in... a tree? Don't tell me it's because you like breathing the fresh air up high."
After calming down, Shen Qingqing posed a soul-searching question that immediately left Saenster speechless.
Oh, to be precise, the question was asked from the treetops.
Because of him, Sarnster, the most powerful weapon of the Zerg Federation, was standing on one leg on a Milan tree on the side of the temple, with one hand behind his back and a disdainful expression.
I really don't know how he could stand on one foot on the treetop without moving while wearing such heavy combat gear and external black iron armor.
While Saenster was looking down, pondering how to explain, Shen Qingqing calmly took out her terminal and snapped a few pictures of this rare scene.
These photos would definitely fetch a lot of money on the black market, right?
The money-grubbing Shen Qingqing thought that maybe she could hold an auction. As for the proceeds, well, let's just put them into the federal treasury. Anyway, it's always good for the federal government to have money.
Before he could even strike a pose while standing on the treetop, Saenster watched helplessly as Shen Qingqing recorded his embarrassing past. His face, already unable to come up with an explanation, creased even further with a downward curve at the corners of his lips.
"Good morning, Queen Insect."
After a long while, Shen Qingqing, who was leaning on the windowsill, was almost asleep, when Saenster finally uttered six words.
“It’s not early at all,” she said, pointing to the clock on the towering spire of the cathedral not far away. “It’s almost midnight.”
"Should I say 'Good afternoon, Queen Insect'?" Saenster asked, looking bewildered.
I could tell from his eyes that Saenster was extremely naive, especially in his thinking.
"Okay, whatever you like."
Shen Qingqing didn't look at Saenster sunbathing on the treetop anymore. She turned around and went downstairs. She received a message that Bishop Ryan had invited her.
As for what it is, you will find out when you get to the church.
The little red dot on the terminal was flashing. After thinking for a moment, I sent a "OK" message.
At that moment, inside the Zerg Cathedral, Ryan pulled an ancient book from the bookshelf and flipped through it, then put it down again after a short while.
For him, the symbols depicted were very obscure and difficult to understand, especially those written symbols that he had never seen before.
After standing in front of the goddess statue for a long time, Ryan finally closed his eyes in resignation.
Nothing in interstellar space is a secret, and the red rain appearing on other planets has been widely reported, especially the rumor that a never-before-seen red worm crawled out of the soil drenched by the red rain.
Ryan didn't actually believe in mythology and scoffed at the rumors of the six-winged red worm that caused a mass extinction. However, the totem he found in the worm mother's room recently forced him to reconsider the matter.
So he sent a message to the Queen of Insects, inviting her to come and sprinkle holy water for the Insectoid prayer ceremony.
We'll also take this opportunity to probe and see if the Insect Queen is truly as mysterious as the old stories describe, descending from the sky.
The documents in his hand were stuffed into the bookshelf, and with a wave of his hand, the church was transformed back into a sacred and pure place. The countless bookshelves and the secret documents that had been arranged around the church all disappeared.
Lord of the Crimson God, your holiness is inviolable, your secrets are untouchable.
You are a god, the incomparable Crimson King, an existence we cannot look directly at.
Your most devout believer will offer you sacrifices that will satisfy you.
Nightmarish murmurs lingered above the church, casting a deep crimson glow.
……
"Hmm, this is the church, where Bishop Ryan lives?"
“To be precise, it is the place of prayer for Bishop Ryan,” Andor replied.
An aircraft landed in front of the magnificent, solemn, and dignified church.
A red carpet was laid out in front of the aircraft, and Shen Qingqing emerged from the cabin door, stunned by the scene before her.
She and Andorra had agreed to keep a low profile, but now, with the red carpet, curtains, cannons, and band... this hardly looks like keeping a low profile!
Andorra, have you lost your mind?!
Of course, Shen Qingqing didn't directly question him, but asked very, very kindly, "Andorra, is this what you mean by being low-key? It seems that our understanding of language is quite different."
Andorra finally looked up at the red carpet laid out in front of him, as well as the drummers, cannons, and flowers on both sides of the carpet. Far from feeling that it was extravagant, he thought it was too simple and austere.
According to the law, when the Queen of Insects goes out, flowers must be scattered all over the ground, music must fill the sky, and colorful ribbons must float for thousands of miles. What are a mere twenty or so cannons and thirty or so musicians compared to that!
However, he was still very considerate, taking the sunglasses from the insect servant beside him and handing them over:
"My Queen, this was prepared especially for you."
"These are for me? Sunglasses?" Shen Qingqing pointed at the sunglasses in disbelief. "You want me to wear these into the church?"
You must be joking.
Who wears sunglasses when praying for the entire Zerg? This isn't a meeting of mafia bosses; there's no need to put on airs like that.
Hmm, it seems like wearing it feels pretty good...