The end of the world begins with failing an exam

"This old guy always comes here every time we meet..." Chen Bofu walked in front, cursing and complaining, "He's almost dead... He doesn't stay at home and take good care of himself, but he runs around... He deserves to die early!"

"..."

To be honest, Chen Jing was a little nervous when he heard the old man's disrespectful remarks.

He subconsciously looked around for a while, and was relieved to see that there were no people from the parliament nearby.

"You are afraid of shit!" Chen Bofu looked back at his good grandson and said unhappily, "I was much more cruel when I went to their headquarters to curse! If he dares to make me unhappy again, I will slap him in the face!"

"Okay, okay... Let's go in quickly..."

The door of the church was not closed, and it was open before Chen Jing and his friends came.

The layout of the church here is similar to Chen Jing's impression.

At first glance, there are five or six rows of moldy wooden benches. Behind the pulpit in the front is a large area of ​​​​painted windows, and the colorful glass outlines many geometric figures of unknown meaning.

According to Chen Jing's understanding of the inner world, there should be only a few religions in this world, and only organizations like the [Moonlight Hermitage] in the Evernight City would build churches.

So at the beginning, Chen Jing instinctively thought that this was one of the churches of the hermitage, but when he walked in, he found out...

This seems to be the church of the [Round Table Council].

There is a huge scale totem on the ceiling.

I don't know what means were used, but it was just a painted pattern but it kept "moving", and the two ends of the scale kept rising and falling, repeating the cycle.

"Randolph, after waiting for so many years, you are finally going to die..."

Chen Bofu led Chen Jing to the first row of benches and looked at the old man who had been sitting here waiting for a long time.

Although his words were sarcastic, Chen Jing could see that... Grandpa was not very happy.

"Then should I congratulate you on your wish coming true?"

The old man sitting on the bench raised his head, with a bright smile on his kind and amiable face.

Yes.

This unremarkable curly-haired old man is the great councillor Randolph of the [Round Table Council] and a living legend in Yongye City.

He is different from the councillors that Chen Jing imagined.

He doesn't look like a member of the council, and he doesn't even look like an old descent.

He looks like an old man with a Western European face and gray hair.

Rather than saying he is an old descent.

It's better to say he is a scholar.

Because his temperament is too much like those old professors in the university.

Randolph wore a simple dark brown woolen coat and a pair of tortoise-shell reading glasses on his nose. Compared with Chen Bofu, his facial features are much softer, and his face is always smiling, indescribably kind and friendly.

"Jingjing, we haven't seen each other for many years." Councillor Randolph turned his eyes to Chen Jing.

"Nice to meet you, Councillor Randolph."

Chen Jing greeted him politely, and at the same time, he was still looking at the old man calmly. He was still very curious about the "living legend" of Yongye City.

"This child is really born with a good appearance..." Senator Randolph turned his head to look at the old man and said with a smile, "It seems that your dream is not difficult to realize."

"What dream?" Chen Bofu was stunned and seemed to be unable to react for a while.

"Did I remember it wrong?"

Senator Randolph pushed his glasses with his fingers and spoke with a very firm tone.

"I remember when your grandson was four years old, you said that you would find 100,000 wives for your grandson and let the old Chen family prosper..."

Chen Bofu strode forward with a nervous face and covered Senator Randolph's mouth tightly, but this did not stop Senator Randolph from speaking.

"When the children they give birth to are all over the world, your old Chen family will become the largest old family on this continent... Is this your original words?"

"You! How can you say these words in front of my grandson! Don't you know that my grandson will be shy!"

"..."

Chapter 184 The past of the Senator and the madman

Chen Jing really didn't know that the old man had such a lofty ideal.

But speaking with conscience.

With the old man's crazy personality, it's normal for him to have some unrealistic ideas... But how did he come up with these 100,000 wives?

This is not as simple as weddings and funerals!

This is fucking breeding!

"Ignore this bastard!" Chen Bofu pulled Chen Jing away and comforted him like coaxing a child, "He is mentally ill, we don't play with him!"

"..."

Chen Jing looked at the old man with a frown on his face, thinking that he dared not say this from his mouth, after all, just talking about mentally ill...

"Really, I didn't lie to you." Senator Randolph smiled at Chen Jing, and there was no deception on his kind and gentle face, "Your grandfather even wrote a list, and it's all unmarried girls of marriageable age from major families..."

"Randolph, you bastard! If you say it again, don't blame me for dying with you!" Chen Bofu was completely anxious.

Chen Jing looked at the old man in disbelief.

Unexpectedly, he was still serious? !

"I didn't expect you're still so afraid of your grandson..."

Randolph's pale face showed a happy smile, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to become brighter. For a while, he laughed so hard that he kept coughing.

"I'll cough you to death!" Chen Bofu glared at him.

I don't know if the old man's curse has taken effect, or if Randolph's body has really run out of fuel.

When Chen Boxu and Chen Jing saw the bloodshot eyes overflowing from the corners of his mouth, there were some subtle changes in their eyes.

Chen Jing was surprised.

I didn't expect that an old descendant who could be compared to an old madman would be so weak that it seemed that even the most basic self-healing power had disappeared...

Compared with Chen Jing's surprise, Chen Boxu's eyes became inexplicably sad, but this strange look only passed by for a moment and no one noticed.

"Tell me, why are you looking for us?"

Chen Bofu took Chen Jing to sit on a bench nearby, and his eyes when looking at Senator Randolph changed from the initial anger to calmness.

The old man seemed to have changed.

Not that crazy.

It was eerily calm.

"I'm about to die." Senator Randolph said this very calmly, even with a smile on his face, "No one can quarrel with you in the night from now on."

"Do you think that stupid Pope is dead?" Chen Bofu frowned.

"Yes, and him..." Senator Randolph nodded, looking thoughtfully at the scale totem on the ceiling of the church.

The cold white moonlight passed through the stained glass of the church, and the colorful halo reflected on Randolph's pale face, which looked a little unreal.

"But you can only talk to me, right?" Senator Randolph suddenly turned around and looked at Chen Bofu with an undiminished smile.

"I'm talking nonsense with you!" Chen Boxu scolded.

"Jingjing, did your grandfather tell you the story about me and him?" Senator Randolph looked at Chen Jing with a smile.

"No." Chen Jing shook his head.

"Actually, from a certain perspective, your grandfather and I are friends, especially when the Parliament was first established..."

Senator Randolph took out a wooden pipe from his pocket, lit the tobacco and slowly smoked it. It seemed that the slightly spicy smell could make him feel better, and his face turned a little rosy.

"Are you friends?" Chen Jing was a little surprised.

After all, judging from the old man's usual behavior, although he did not regard Senator Randolph as an enemy, his tone was quite annoying when he talked about this congressman.

"We were very good friends." Senator Randolph smiled.

Chen Boxu didn't say anything, he just sat smoking with a frown on his face.

"At that time, your grandfather, I and a few old friends traveled around the world together, just to advance to a higher order..."

Senator Randolph was leaning on the bench and puffing away, the vicissitudes of life seemed to be reflected in his eyes, and his aging face was filled with a strange look, as if he had returned to the days when he was young and frivolous.

"We have been to the Hanging City, seen the truth stated by the research association, and also tried every means to sneak into the online digital space and found the 'Turing God' who is revered as a god by countless alchemists..."

"After that, we traveled to Jidu Capital and saw the mother of all Buddhas and the ancestor of all things that the monks chanted day and night..."

Senator Randolph's voice became lower and lower, as if he was immersed in his own memories.

The same is true for Chen Bofu.

His cloudy eyes became distant, and there was a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

"There are also the corpses of ancient gods hiding in the wasteland, and the immortal species swimming in the Sea of ​​the Old..."

"In the end we returned to Yongye."

"I continued to work in the parliament, and your grandfather also chose to settle here. It took many years before he met your grandma..."

"okay."

Chen Bofu interrupted Senator Randolph, and the smile on his face slowly faded, as if he didn't want to talk about the topic with Grandma Chen Jing.

"Did you come to us today to take care of yourself or something else?" Chen Bofu asked impatiently, frowning and staring at Congressman Randolph, "Let me tell you first, I won't be able to protect you if chaos breaks out. With your parliament, I can keep my grandson..."

As he said that, Chen Bofu found that Senator Randolph was still smiling, and he didn't seem to take these words seriously.

"What the hell do you want to do?" Chen Boxu asked impatiently.

"I said, I'm going to die, so..." Senator Randolph slowly sat upright with his rickety body, the smile on his kind and kind face not diminishing, "I just want to see my old friend again."

After saying this, Randolph observed Chen Bofu's expression.

really.

That old face was full of contempt, as if asking you, are you taking me for a fool?

"Well, I do want you to help me... just this once!" Councilor Randolph said, coughing violently, and his face became paler. "Parliament still has a role. With it, this city At least there is order..."

"So...can you help me for once?"

"Are you begging me?" Chen Bofu asked with a sneer.

Randolph nodded without hesitation and said, I beg you.

"To be honest, Randolph, you are so groveling and arrogant...it really makes me look down on you!"

Chen Bofu suddenly spat on the ground, and then flicked the cigarette butt next to Senator Randolph's shoes. Sparks almost splashed on Randolph's trouser legs.

"How stubborn were you back then? Even when you were in big trouble, you never begged me! Now you know how to beg me? Why the hell did you go there earlier!"

Chen Bofu cursed without warning, and Chen Jing was confused by the drastic change in his mood.

Chen Bofu stood up and almost poked Senator Randolph's nose with his finger.

"I told you at the beginning! Don't force yourself to advance to the next level! There's no rush to heal your wounds first! Have you listened to my advice!"

"I told you long ago that the Hermitage will be a big worry for you one day. Find a reason to strangle them before they rise. Did you listen to me?!"

"You fucking... didn't listen to me... you deserved to die!"

Chen Bofu panted violently, staggered two steps and sat back down, his hands on his knees trembling slightly.

Even though the old man lowered his head, Chen Jing could see his red eyes.

"Why don't you want to listen to me..."

"It would be better if you all fucking died..."

Chapter 185 Do you want to be a member of parliament?