Tomorrow's Ark is too real

Chapter 886 I'm Satisfied
Through one evening's study, Xia Feng roughly understood the principle of [Shadow of Falling Sakura].

To put it simply, it is a set of martial arts that is perfectly integrated with swordsmanship. A normal swordsman only focuses on the sword, and the most taboo thing to do with the sword is distraction.

This focus is true in a one-on-one situation, but in a multi-versus-one situation, it can become an Achilles' heel.

But the Shadow of Falling Sakura needs training, which is to allow you to capture the surrounding situation while focusing on the battle in front of you, not only to see, but also to see clearly, not only to see clearly, but also to keep up with your body skills .

It's like watching Sun Fugui's magic show.

You not only have to see that he is going to hide the cards, but also see that the cards he hides are hearts, and before he successfully hides the cards, you have to grab his wrist and spit at him with a cheap smile. The tongue made him unable to get off the stage.

After a while, Xia Feng was completely immersed in the study of swordsmanship.

Compared with the sharpening of the gun in the last swordsmanship competition, I don't know how many times I need to focus now.

No longer distracted by the operation of the Chamber of Commerce, no longer worried about changes in the situation, and no longer need to figure out the enemy's intentions, just like a practicing hermit, he devoted himself to the practice of swordsmanship.

From sunrise to sunset, even though his clothes were soaked in sweat, Xia Feng still practiced his sword persistently.

Seeing Xia Feng's concentrated appearance, Xiao Yunye, as a mentor, seemed to be aware of something, because in his opinion, Xia Feng did not enjoy the rapid progress in swordsmanship.

However, Xiao Yunye didn't talk too much, he just taught Xia Feng the swordsmanship seriously.

Time passed quickly, and during Xia Feng's day-to-day training, the day when the empire held its founding ceremony had arrived.

According to the agreement, he will bring all the members of Heiyu to Lundinium to participate in this grand ceremony, and everyone is looking forward to it.

It's like watching the children raised by yourself go to the pinnacle of life. Everyone who participated in this rebellion should be gratified.

Before setting off, Xia Feng put on the scarf with a calm expression, and inserted the Shenyue knife into the brand new scabbard.

As for the Scarlet Devil Sword, he didn't bring it with him of course, but stood neatly in the southeast corner of the yard.

Just like silently guarding [Shenyue] on the top of the snow mountain back then.

Afterwards, Xia Feng didn't know which muscle was wrong, he ignored everyone who was waiting for him in the car, he said goodbye to every neighbor in Baigui Street on his own.

Finally, he returned to the door of the barbecue shop, looked at the birdcage and fish tank and said.

"Little Gu, Xiao Mo, Little Windmill, I'm leaving, you have to take care."

Ifrit's urging voice came from the car parked on the side of the road.

"Yo-yo, hurry up, what are you mumbling about?"

"coming."

Turning around, Xia Feng walked down the steps of the barbecue restaurant.

Hei Yu's convoy is very spectacular, of course, this route is also very familiar.

From south to north, the convoy rushed to Londinium at the fastest speed.

Along the way, the traces of the war have disappeared without a trace. Under the moisture of the rain, the once desolate land has grown a lot of green weeds.

After the convoy entered the north, the cities that had been captured by the infected had already restored order and prosperity.

As for Victoria's royal capital, Londinium, which was split from the middle by Xia Feng's last sword, has also completed post-disaster reconstruction.

The position of the city gate has changed, starting from the "crack" that runs through the city, and the roads extend in all directions.

After the cracks were filled, it turned into a transparent road. In order to commemorate this history, Wei Na personally named the road that divided Londinium into two, Bright Avenue.

It symbolizes the journey to the light.

Victoria's brief Dark Ages seemed like a dream to those living in the north, but history bears remembering.

This battlefield was started by the infected, but in the eyes of some foreign politicians, it is not so simple. In their view, this is a battle for the throne.

It's just that Wei Na won in the end, so the expulsion of the infected will be magnified.

Wei Na didn't want to explain it. It doesn't matter how those old hermaphrodites in foreign countries interpret it. If you win, you win, no matter how bitter you are.

Of course, in this "battle for the throne", the former King Verin and Prince Werther died.

However, Wei Na and Nan Feng are not the only pure royal blood left.

There is also a "theoretical candidate for the throne" who was almost forgotten because he was too mediocre, and he is still alive and well.

This person is Verin's second brother, Vino.

In this complicated imperial power war, Vino's performance was indeed mediocre, so mediocre that he almost didn't play, and only ate melon seeds in the audience.

But in Vino's own heart, he is not mediocre at all.

Everyone pursues different things. What he cares about is not the throne and power, but the achievements in the field of literary creation.

Art requires perseverance, and external interference needs to be overcome. Even if the Lundinium is cracked in the end, Vino's serial "Detective Corgi" has not been interrupted.

Although the death of Verin and Werther made him very sad, it also inspired him in disguise.

For artists, inspiration often comes from extreme emotions experienced personally.

In this way, under the condition of bursting with inspiration, Vino opened a new book that he conceived with all his heart, called "Victoria Is Too Real".

However, because the name was chosen as a joke, this book hit the street without any surprise.

When Xia Feng and his party arrived at Londinium, it was already the evening before the founding ceremony.

Just like New Year's Eve, the entire king is filled with an indescribable atmosphere of joy and anticipation.

The car stopped at the central square, Xia Feng just stepped out of the car door, and saw reporters in the square conducting random interviews with citizens.

"Auntie, this auntie, are you looking forward to tomorrow's founding ceremony?"

"What, I can't hear you clearly!"

The female reporter turned up the volume.

"May I ask if you look forward to tomorrow's founding ceremony?"

"Oh, looking forward to it, very much looking forward to it, Queen Wei Na looks beautiful."

After interviewing the aunt, the young female reporter stopped another gray-haired man.

"Master, what do you think of the series of decisions made by the new empire? Are you satisfied?"

Grandpa smiled.

"Satisfied, very satisfied. I live in Xicheng District. There used to be a stinky ditch in front of my house. It was very smelly in summer. Look, now the stinky ditch has become a bright avenue. My wife and I are very satisfied."

The reporter smiled awkwardly but politely.

"Oh, that's really good."

"That's not."

At this moment, another old man passing by next to him made a sneering and very unhappy speech.

"Tch, what are you satisfied with, a group of good-looking guys who got cheap."

The "rebellious" old man passing by seemed to have bad legs and feet, and was still leaning on a pair of crutches.

However, when the reporter was about to ask him why he was dissatisfied, the unfriendly old man waved his hands again and again, limped away, and yelled at the camera that followed him, "Shoot what, don't shoot." Me, in the past, I made you feel unbearable."

Because of the big changes, none of the residents in the square recognized who the lame old man was, but Xia Feng who was not far away did.

This person's name is Luoba, and he was the first-level nobleman in the north who was hit by a car and died together when he came to participate in the Yuan Council.

After such a long time, it seems that the great nobleman has woken up from the coma, but because of the serious injury at that time, he was still disabled.

Lord Luoba's dissatisfaction is natural, and he must not be the only one who is dissatisfied.

Faced with the new empire's decision to abolish the aristocratic class, those aristocratic gentlemen who are used to being arrogant must be dissatisfied.

Losing all their privileges and property, the "landlords" were suppressed and turned into commoners, and the commoners used their rich life experience to live better and better than the original "landlords". It's no wonder they are satisfied.

Of course, the more dissatisfied the sour Lord Naropa, the more satisfied the ordinary people will be.

Those ordinary people who had been bullied by him even wanted to set off firecrackers in front of his house, and then hold hands and dance a square dance.

(End of this chapter)