I, the Prince of Qin

　　And their closeness to humans determines their camp.

　　In short, Mo Zhe has been convinced that he and Tiamat have created a brand new race.

　　One can traverse the imaginary space at will, and different dimensions of time and space, and at the same time inherit the magic power of immortality and BEAST.

　　At the same time, it has an almost infinite vitality bound to Tiamat. As long as Tiamat is alive, it will not die, and the injury will be healed immediately.

　　Mo Zhe looked at the group of laughing daughters.

　　This is a group of little girls, they are simply a group of strategic bombers, the kind that can jump in dimensions!

　　I don't know who the generals arranged by the First Emperor to guard Xianyang are.

　　Anyway, go for it.

　　Tiamat looked around the daughters and said with a smile: (Dad needs your help, are you willing to go?)

　　The little girl in countless halos became excited at the same time.

　　"Go to acridine! Go to acridine!" "Help Daddy!" "Dad will reward us!" "I want to kiss!" "I want to fuck with Daddy!" "Climb away, it's not that only Mom can fuck with Daddy! Sheets!?" "Coward! Don't you want to?" "I-I want to!" "Help Dad! Get the sheets! Help Dad! Get the sheets!"

　　In the chatter, Mo Zhe had a black line on his head and looked at Tiamat: "Speaking of... it doesn't matter... Their motives seem to be a bit..."

　　Tiamat smiled softly: (I don't mind. Don't forget, I am an existence in the age of gods. In the age of gods, this kind of thing is normal.)

　　Mo Zhe smiled stiffly.

　　It seems that children's three-view education can only be thought of by themselves.

Chapter 395 Chapter [-] Let me cook!

　　"According to calculations, we are still about two days away from Xianyang!"

　　"From now on, be extra careful!"

　　In Chaldea's imaginary submersible vehicle, a tense atmosphere began to permeate among the staff.

　　The children born by Tiamat are stronger than expected, and with the support of Gamma and Aige, they can already raid Xianyang as planned.

　　Of course, it is still impossible to completely defeat the Daqin army.

　　Their task was to contain the Xianyang defenders from the frontal battlefield, attract as much firepower as possible, and create loopholes and gaps in the defense network. To the first emperor.

　　Jing Ke straightened his body awe-inspiringly righteously: "Assassinate the First Emperor? Count me in!" As he spoke, he pulled the dagger in his hand.

　　Mo Zhe silently patted her shoulder.

　　Sherlock Holmes knocked on his pipe and said, "Due to the interference of the Great Wall of the First Emperor, and the situation around Xianyang, we cannot detect it electronically or by magic. It can be said that the opponent's position is completely shrouded in a dark fog of war."

　　Little Da Vinci added: "Now we can only rely on strategic and tactical judgment, or simply guess, to decide the direction and timing of attacking Xianyang. Of course, our advantage is that at least we are still in the dark, and we can take the initiative."

　　Gamma raised his hand: "I can let my clone go to reconnaissance."

　　Little Da Vinci shook his head: "The discovery of your avatar also means that we are completely exposed. In short, before the official war, you can only gamble on luck. After the war, you don't have to hide. Instead, you will be freer in activities, but face to face. The pressure to be right will only increase.”

　　"The cooperation and time difference between the frontal fighters and the decapitation unit are the most important." Mo Zhe briefly reminded: "The Great Wall may interfere with battlefield communications. It is best to design a primitive contact method that will not be interfered with."

　　"Then let~" "Let's come~" The two fairy daughters appeared behind Mo Zhe in a semi-transparent form, rubbing against Mo Zhe's cheeks from left to right.

　　Everyone in the imaginary submarine looked curiously at the new species born by Tiamat and Mozhe.

　　Aige watched for a while, and with a "woo" sound, she couldn't help but turn her head and bite the handkerchief.

　　Lixiang tried her best to keep a smile on her face: "Everyone should take advantage of now to rest more and maintain physical and mental strength. The battle that follows may be the most difficult battle so far."

　　"Yes, senior!" Only Matthew, still earnestly, nodded vigorously.

　　After the meeting, Mo Zhe planned to go back to his room to rest.

　　Along the way, I said hello to the Chaldean employees I met. During this time, I got to know Chaldea thoroughly.

　　After turning a corner, a white and clean passage appeared in front of me. After taking two steps, I suddenly saw a person standing in the corridor.

　　His long black hair fell quietly on his waist, and his tall and slender figure had a wonderful curve.

　　She stood there quietly, looking at a painting in the hallway.The painting is an ordinary painting. Compared with the beautiful person in front of me, I don't know which is the painting and the other is the boring reality.

　　Looking at the painting, she is a peerless famous painting!

　　"Ah—" Ah Fang's exclamation came to an abrupt end.

　　Mo Zhe's whole body tensed for a moment, but after thinking about it, he laughed at himself and relaxed again.

　　"When did you find this place?" Mo Zhe walked over, looked at the painting she was looking at curiously, and found that it was really an ordinary oil painting.

　　"In the beginning." She replied lightly.

　　Mo Zhe couldn't help but smile.

　　So in fact, the guerrillas that he and others have been carrying out have no meaning at all?

　　Did she still put water in the end?Or, as Jiang Ziya said, because she didn't want to disturb pregnant women?

　　"Then you're here..." The guard that was put down just now was raised again unconsciously.

　　"I just wanted to come and see. Are you coming to Xianyang soon? I suddenly realized that I don't know your daily life yet, so I'm a little curious."

　　First Emperor, Ying Zheng turned his head and smiled shyly at Mo Zhe: "Isn't you welcome?"

　　welcome?How to welcome?The biggest boss on our way ran over and said he wanted to visit his daily life?

　　Mo Zhe suddenly felt powerless: "Then...you...what do you want to see?"

　　Shi Huang stretched out his index finger to his chin, and his beautiful face showed a blank expression: "Well...don't know?"

　　Mo Zhe was even more discouraged: "So, you didn't think about any purpose at all, and you came here on a whim?"

　　"Isn't it possible?" Shi Huang tilted his head.

　　"Okay, if you say you can..." Mo Zhe still doesn't know that the first emperor has such a natural side: "But you're not afraid that we will take you here directly?"

　　The First Emperor blinked his incomparably clear eyes: "Are you going to take me here?"

　　Mo Zhe really thought about it, but he stared at the first emperor for a while, and suddenly his shoulders relaxed uncontrollably: "Forget it, you are not here to attack."

　　The first emperor smiled happily: "Then you can go and see, do you live here?"

　　Mo Zhe shrugged helplessly, and could only take the first emperor to visit the imaginary submersible vehicle in Chaldea.

　　"Mr. Mo Zhe, this is...?" On the way, the staff of Chaldea occasionally met, and they all looked at the peerless beauty next to Mo Zhe with amazement.

　　Mo Zhe could only answer with a pained expression, "A friend".

　　Otherwise, can you still say, "This guy is the first emperor, everyone fuck this guy"?

　　At present, among the imaginary submersible vehicles, there are probably mustard young children and Jing Ke who know the first emperor.The mustard young child likes to lock himself in the room and cultivate the mold that grows on his body. Jing Ke also did not see a figure for a while, and seemed to go outside to investigate the movements of the Qin army.

　　As a result, this Lost Belt, the enemy's biggest BOSS, just took a walk in his own base camp, looked left, looked right, and leisurely sightseeing.

　　"Mo Zhe, what is this room?"

　　"The kitchen."

　　"Is this where you make a fire to cook? How did pan-human history cook?"

　　"You'll know if you go in and take a look."

　　"Hmm~"

　　The first emperor curiously poked his head toward the kitchen, and rushed in with a swoosh.

　　The kitchen was empty, but it was almost time to eat.

　　"what is this?"

　　"Micro-wave oven."

　　"what about this?"

　　"induction cooker."

　　"Oh~~~ Pan-human history stuff is amazing~~" Shi Huang extended his voice, tapping on the left and tapping on the right.

　　Mo Zhe remembered that Da Qin in the Lost Belt had a huge deviation from the pan-human history in the development of science and technology.

　　In the Great Qin Lost Belt, almost all technology trees are developed around the First Emperor.

　　This is very different from the popular culture of pan-human history.Therefore, in the original world line, Jing Ke could only use a mobile phone to cause an impact on the First Emperor.

　　In this Lost Belt, although the First Emperor was a woman, the basic social environment was almost the same.

　　"I really want to use it, let's cook!" Suddenly, the first emperor said excitedly with two eyes.

　　Mo Zhe suddenly had an extremely bad premonition in his heart!

Chapter 396 Chapter [-]

　　The food in the Chaldean Imaginary Submersible Vehicle is usually handled by the staff in turn.

　　When the Antarctic base was destroyed, there were very few people who escaped from the base and boarded the imaginary submersible vehicle. Even the adjustment and repair of the submersible vehicle sometimes required little Da Vinci to tap and beat with a wrench himself. To have a special chef is really too extravagant.

　　The staff who cooked today came to the kitchen and smelled a wonderful smell, and then in a flash, the nose disappeared.

　　This loss of consciousness is similar to staying in a strongly stimulating environment for a long time, and the body's self-protective response, to some extent, occurs subconsciously.

　　Therefore, although he felt a moment of dizziness and discomfort at the same time, because his nose lost the ability to distinguish at the first time, and his brain was also a little confused, he could not accurately determine the real source of the heart palpitations just now.

　　With a conscious or unconscious feeling of dizziness, he habitually came to the tableware and planned to open fire.

　　The food in the imaginary submersible vehicle is usually relatively monotonous. After all, most of them are technicians. For the rest, everyone knows Sherlock Holmes's British cuisine. Little Da Vinci's art package only cares about the plate, regardless of the taste. As for Lixiang, Instant noodles with an egg is her limit.

　　The only thing everyone was looking forward to was when it was Matthew's turn to cook.On that day, it was as lively as a food festival.

　　Oh, by the way, there was still a time when, at a certain singularity, Rikka summoned a young man called a "righteous partner". Those days, to put it conservatively, were heaven.

　　While recalling the days in heaven, I was drooling, my nose that had lost consciousness, but all of a sudden, I smelled the delicious dishes and the tempting aroma that I remembered.

　　While the hallucination caused by strong nostalgia was still lingering in his heart, the staff member saw the neatly arranged dishes in the kitchen.

　　A mosaic appeared in front of him.