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Chapter 775 The First Emperor Awakens from the Past

The autumn sunshine passes through the dim leaves and falls on the back of the teaching building, where there are no windows.

Rena Arakawa sat there, her black curly hair spread over her shoulders, her full curves looking very three-dimensional, not affected by gravity at all.

She kept sitting in the classic girl's duck position, with the sumptuous lunch box on her lap.

Because she was hired by the Phoenix Institute Group, she had achieved financial freedom at a young age. She did not need to save lunch expenses as before to rent a house in college.

Arakawa Rena rented a house in advance, and the lunch meal became richer.

She doesn't like to eat instant noodles and cheap bread. If she can eat well and drink well, she will naturally prefer big fish and meat.

Arakawa Rena looked at the time and found that Aozawa-kun had been delayed for a long time today, about five minutes slower than usual.

Do you want to chat with Shinoko Hojo for a while?

She narrowed her eyes slightly, and she couldn't help but suspect that Hojo Shinoko was just like her, and had some intention towards Aozawa-kun?
But no matter what bad intentions that person has, she must be the third one to get the upper hand.

After lunch, Aozawa did not chat with Reina Arakawa, but continued to find excuses to take a nap.

Rena Arakawa had a careless smile on her face, but she could accurately tell the passing time.

Rena Arakawa was thinking about that.

If it were me, there would be no wavering. "

Then select four vicious people from London to serve as anchors and let them compete for the Holy Grail.

"Me too."

He thought about that and said casually: "Xiao Zi got the Noble Phantasm Heavenly Lock, I'll chat there for a while."

At this time, due to jet lag, it was past five o'clock in the morning in London. The whole city was shrouded in a faint dimness, and the street lights had stopped lighting.

The center of the empire, once known as the sun never sets, is like an old man entering his twilight years, without a trace of vitality.

Having said this, Arakawa Rena frowned slightly, clenched her fists and encouraged: "Aozawa-kun, don't worry, you will get the Noble Phantasm soon."

Qingze smiled. He had already calculated which treasure phantom should be given to him and when. There was no need to rush.

Qingze smiled and sat next to Rena Arakawa.

Arakawa Rena said with a smile: "So that's the case, that's really great."

Get that twisted thrill.

"It's okay, just wait six minutes longer than usual."

Qingze replied.

Maybe it can be summed up by Rena Arakawa, which means that he still has a fixed time there.

The sound of feet stepping on fallen leaves rang in his ears. Qingze returned here with a lunch box and said, "I've kept you waiting for a long time, monitor."

Damn it, she obviously hates the plot in the comic the most, but following the plot of the comic, she will get an unimaginable sense of pleasure, as if the virtual comic has been turned into reality.

……

Rena Arakawa showed a hint of surprise on her face and sighed: "Meiji hasn't even obtained the Noble Phantasm yet, but she actually got it."

Arakawa Rena smiled and said: "Actually, even if there is no Noble Phantasm, I believe that Miki and Iroha will not have any strange feelings towards you.

Qingze always thought that he could talk and chat at will, and there was never a fixed duration.

Who should be the villain?

The decent people are the four Noble Phantasm users who were invited.

Arakawa Rena secretly clenched her lunch box, feeling that she was really a little twisted.

He found a deserted place alone, used Schrödinger's cat ability to gradually turn his body translucent, and then used Global Travel to jump directly to London.

Qingze raised his hand to activate the gamification ability, and then paired it with the big lie, "The gamification ability can be extended to the entire UK."

Japan is Shinoko Hojo, and the United States lets David come over.

Let Qingze understand that this person is still curious about what he wasted his time on?
However, is his time at Hojo Shinoko's place actually fixed?

"Meiji also obtained a precious phantom this morning, the Sword of Vowed Victory."

The great Eastern country is Li Quangui.

He has decided to pull out figures from history.

Since he has the ability to gamify, whether he ends up depends on his own interests. Therefore, when he doesn't want to end, someone always has to replace the villain.

In an instant, the entire UK was covered by gamification.

As for the candidate, Qingze has already decided.

Amidst this entanglement, Rena Arakawa opened the lunch box.

"Hey, did Hojo get a Noble Phantasm too?"

Looking down from a high altitude, there is a faint air of death.

"Well, I'm not worried."

On the one hand, he knew that the showdown would yield good results, but on the other hand, he wanted to accurately show off his cards before the eldest lady showed them off.

France is Charles André.

Not choosing a British Noble Phantasm user and letting French people come to London is a bit of a bad idea in Qingze's heart.

After setting up this place, he can return to Tokyo and notify Shinoko and others.

Of course, being notified does not mean that they will go to London. They also need Dior's endorsement, which requires the removal of Emily.

Qingze thought about what he had to do next, and suddenly felt that being a director was not an easy task.

The preparation of the actors and the preparation of the stage all need to be done by the director.

The only good thing is that when the movie comes out, everything becomes valuable again.

He is immersed in gamified settings.

……

London, half past six in the morning.

Canary Wharf, known as the highest residential area in London, has platinum views of the water from the apartments.

Sunlight invades the living room on the top floor from the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the maid is busy preparing breakfast for the master.

The interior of the master bedroom was still dark.

The closed curtains blocked out the sunlight.

Lying on the bed was an elderly man who looked extremely old. He slept there and wore a home oxygen machine to ensure smooth breathing at night.

Next to the old man was a plump woman in her thirties sleeping. Dongdong, there was a gentle knock on the door.

"Master Zoro, breakfast is ready."

The maid's voice reached the bedroom, and Zoro woke up. He was ninety-two years old this year. He always slept lightly and would be awakened by the slightest movement.

But Zoro didn't dislike such sleep.

Only when he is this age does he realize what a luxury it is to wake up every morning.

In the market, he is a feared financial tycoon, known as the man who shorted the Bank of England.

When he was young, he was arrogant, full of upward struggle, and despised the old guys who stayed above.

To this day, if he were to evaluate himself, he would only regard his younger self as an ignorant boy.

But he doesn't hate such a young boy, he even misses him very much.

Only a young boy like that can have lofty ideals.

Unlike now, he has matured and become more experienced, but the instinct left in this body is just to continue living.

Solo became extremely afraid of death, but did not want to transplant the brain worm.

In his view, if time permits, immortality still requires safer and more secure means.

The woman next to him woke up at the same time, and obediently held Solo's back with her hands to help him get up from the bed.

Today's machines are very advanced.

But for people like Solo, he still prefers to train people into machines.

No matter how intelligent a robot is, it is only anthropomorphic and cannot be compared with humans at all.

"come over."

A deep and powerful voice sounded in Solo's ears. He was slightly startled and looked sideways at the woman beside him.

Eveland.

This is the name he gave to women.

The deep and powerful voice just now obviously did not come from this person's mouth.

"come over."

The voice continued to echo in his ears. Zoro glanced around and whispered: "Who is talking?"

"Master, no one is talking."

Eveland replied softly.

"No, someone is talking, please call me over again!"

Zoro murmured, getting up and trying to get out of bed.

Evelan didn't understand, but still supported him thoughtfully.

All the way to the door, Solo discovered that the sound was coming from his art collection room.

He stepped forward.

Eveland thoughtfully reached out and opened the door. Inside were all works of art purchased by Solo at high prices.

"come over."

Zoro was very sure that the sound came from a bronze sword unearthed from the Qin Dynasty.

It is said that this is a bronze sword made during the period of Qin Shihuang.

Zoro stepped forward.

Evelan helped open the door of the storage cabinet.

"Hold me."

The sound the bronze sword makes changes.

Zoro became very excited and a little hesitant.

He knew that such an incident was probably related to another world, or a local force like Xuan Xiao.

Is it a chance? Or is the nightmare beginning?

"Ha ha."

Solo gasped, more excited than shorting Thailand.

He thought for a long time and reached out to hold the bronze sword.

A slight tingling sensation emerged from the palm of my hand.

He quickly withdrew his hand, and the blood from the stab merged into the bronze hilt, and then the rust on the sword suddenly receded.

The whole sword became radiant.

Zoro's eyes widened, and he saw a black mist suddenly rolling out from the bronze sword, making him take two steps back in fright.

The black mist quickly condensed into a burly body in front of him, his face and clothing appeared extremely blurry, and occasionally a trace of delicate patterns appeared.

"Very good, come with me to win the Holy Grail!"

A low voice sounded from the mouth of the figure condensed in black mist. He raised his hand, and a trace of black smoke quickly penetrated into Zoro's body.

In an instant, he felt his heart beating violently, and the dry skin on his body was quickly straightened, became shiny, and returned to its youthful appearance.

"No, it can't be?!"

Zoro stared at his hands in shock and quickly touched his face. There were no wrinkles at all.

He looked sideways at the glass of the collection cabinet, and could vaguely see that his appearance had returned to his early thirties, exuding handsomeness and the wisdom of an older man.

"who are you?"

Zoro swallowed, his voice and expression showing respect. He finally realized what he had been dreaming about and returned to his youth!
"I am the First Emperor."

Black mist floated, and the man announced his identity, "In response to the call of the Holy Grail, from the long past to the present.

You are my anchor in this world. "

Zoro looked shocked and said: "What is the Holy Grail?"

"I will make the Great Qin Empire pass on to all generations with this precious phantom that can fulfill all wishes."

The voice of the First Emperor was deafening.

(End of this chapter)