The end of the world starts with failing the exam

Wei Nan muttered angrily, then lay down carelessly on the sofa, squeezing the thin Yanque into the corner of the sofa.

However, Yan Que didn't care at all and kept staring at the TV with the giant crow in his arms.

"There's another Lawrence downstairs..." Chen Jing was so noisy by Wei Nan that he had a headache.

“You don’t believe in the construction quality of our community or something?”

Wei Nan felt that Chen Jing was idle and wanted to find trouble. He was about to criticize him again, but then he thought... Hedong for thirty years and Hexi for thirty years, now I may not be able to beat him!

What's more, there is a pervert in armor squatting at the door of the bathroom, staring at him. It is the farthest place from the window, and it is also the "feng shui treasure place" that Chen Jing personally selected for him, away from Gehro's sight.

"Be careful when you talk to the king." Jegertos said quietly, and the movement of stroking the cross sword was full of suggestiveness, "otherwise I will let you see the power of this golden holy sword that is famous in the deep space..."

Grandma Li's.

What else can you, the deep space immortals, do except using your force to overwhelm others!

"Hey! Can you talk to me!" Wei Nan put his feet in white socks on Yan Que's legs and began to shake left and right unhappily, expressing his dissatisfaction like a child. "We are now On one side!”

"Who is on your side?" Yan Que stared at the TV intently, then slowly pulled out the staff and sword, "If you put your foot on my leg again, do you believe I will cut it off for you?"

"..."

Wei Nan retracted his feet pitifully, and Yan Que retracted his sword silently.

"I want to run away from home." Wei Nan muttered.

"I'll go pack your luggage." Yan Que said without squinting.

"I want to break up with you!" Wei Nan was very angry.

"We have never crossed paths." Yanque said calmly.

Ryan sat on a small bench nearby, looking at the one on the left and then the one on the right, and moved his buttocks a little at a loss.

Jagerthos still looked like a dead man and had no reaction at all.

"Click, click."

"..."

"Click, click."

"Believe it or not, I'll beat you up if you eat melon seeds again!" Wei Nan turned around and glared at Chen Jing.

"I don't believe it." Chen Jing found a handful of melon seeds from somewhere. While cracking them, he winked at Jagetos, telling him to keep an eye on her. If this girl gets messed up later, scare her with the holy sword!

That's when.

The door to the house was suddenly opened with a key.

The playful Chen Bofu walked in carrying two bags of late-night snacks. It was completely impossible to tell how bad his mood was before. When he saw Wei Nan lying on the sofa watching TV, the corners of his eyes only twitched twice. It was rare that he didn't curse.

"Grandpa, you are back!"

Chen Jing hurriedly got up and went to greet the old man.

Ryan ran faster, took the bag from the old man's hand in the blink of an eye, and ran to the kitchen to start loading dishes.

"Grandpa Chen! Let me go to the kitchen to help..."

The person Wei Nan was most afraid of was the old man. When she saw this living evil star coming back, she immediately sat upright and was so anxious that she didn't even put on her shoes.

"Go." Chen Bofu nodded.

"Then I'll go help too..." Yan Que stood up and followed Wei Nan.

At this moment, Chen Jing came to the old man's side. Before he could speak, the old man grabbed his arm first, his brows trembling slightly, as if he wanted to say something.

"It didn't go well?" Chen Jing asked worriedly.

"Well, we're in big trouble." Chen Bofu nodded.

"Gehro is coming?" Chen Jing asked again.

Chen Bofu thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "Not necessarily, but... the situation may be worse than we imagined."

Hearing this, Chen Jing did not show any panic. Instead, he calmly helped the old man to the living room and sat down.

When he saw Gehro approaching the surface before, Chen Jing had already prepared for the worst.

Actually it’s nothing.

The worst case scenario is just running.

Only.

Perhaps because he could tell that the old man had something to say to Chen Jing, Yan Que was the last one to enter the kitchen, so he closed the door smoothly.

"The moon rock that fell from the sky is actually the origin of Gehro. This is not the first time I have seen that thing..."

"What's the use of that thing?" Chen Jing asked.

"I don't know too many details. I only know... When the Pope was just a monk, it was because he came into contact with the origin of Gehro that he was finally promoted to the current sequence."

Hearing this, Chen Jing couldn't help but frown.

He originally wanted to ask if he could snatch the thing, but when he saw that Chen Bofu was wilted like an eggplant beaten by frost, he immediately understood... With the old man's character, he had to snatch it. The reason why he didn't snatch it was probably It's because something went wrong.

"Our original plan may have changed." Chen Bofu sighed, "The plan can't keep up with the changes. We originally planned to let the parliament take the lead..."

At this point, Chen Bofu seemed to suddenly remember something, and his expression suddenly became uglier.

"There is another bad news." Chen Bofu frowned.

"More?" Chen Jing was stunned.

"Today, you gave me the truth..."

Chen Bofu fumbled in his pocket for a while with a complicated expression, and when he took out the cigarette case, he looked at Chen Jing again.

The old man knew that his good grandson didn't want him to smoke.

Just as he was about to put it back, Chen Jing snatched it away.

Chen Jing took out a cigarette and put it in the old man's mouth, lighting it for him with his own hands for the first time.

"She's here too?"

"Well, when I rushed over, she had already arrived."

Chen Bofu took a puff of cigarette and slowly exhaled the thick white mist, his gloomy face looming in the smoke.

"You should know that in our time, there is only one great member of the [Round Table Council] left, and he happens to be sitting in our Yongye City..."

"Congressman Randolph." Chen Jing nodded and said that he knew. After all, he was a living legend in Yongye City, and he was also the spiritual leader of countless council members.

"Yes, that's him."

Chen Bofu's face was very disappointed, and it could even be said that there was a hint of sadness that could not be concealed in his words. This kind of emotion rarely appeared in him. Even Chen Jing could feel that he seemed a little sad.

"From the earliest days of Parliament to the present day."

"I have witnessed the glory of the Parliament dominating the mainland, and I have also witnessed the gradual decline of the Parliament today. Among those scumbag members, he seems to be the only one who can impress me..."

After saying that, Chen Bofu took another puff of cigarette and shook his head.

"Unfortunately, he is dying."

Chapter 179 Preparations for Crisis

The great congressman is dying?

Chen Jing looked at the old man in disbelief, suddenly unable to accept it.

After all, in his eyes.

Senator Randolph is an old descendant who is comparable to the old man.

Powerful, extraordinary.

An existence that almost stands at the top of the pyramid.

So the word death...

It's really hard to relate to him.

"Everyone dies."

Chen Bofu could see the surprise on his good grandson's face and smiled helplessly while smoking.

"No matter how powerful the ancient descendants are, they will all die one day. After all, we are all mortals, not the legendary gods who lived in the old days, nor the creatures like the 'Yellow King' who stand at the top of the biological chain..."

"So Congressman Randolph died at the end of his life?" Chen Jing changed the topic.

At this time, Chen Jing's expression was a little ugly, and even his tone of voice became a little stiff, because when he heard what the old man said, he just felt panicked... It could be said that he was timid or trying to escape.

He was unwilling to face the reality the old man said.

Will you die one day?

Although this is the reality, Chen Jing hardly dares to think about it.

"Is this considered the end of life?"

Chen Bofu raised his hand to shake the ashes in the ashtray, and looked up at the chandelier on the ceiling, seeming to be caught in a brief memory.

"But he has a lot of old injuries. Some of them were left by me, and they haven't been cured yet..."

At this point, Chen Bofu suddenly burst into laughter. He laughed a few times but then suddenly quieted down and smoked without saying a word.

"So the current situation is... over?" Chen Jing couldn't help but frown.

"Absolutely." Chen Bofu nodded, with a very helpless tone, "The most I can do is tie with the Pope, but the bishops and monks below are very troublesome. If the Pope holds me back... I can't stop them."

In fact, Chen Boxu's words had been made very clear. Chen Jing could tell how difficult the current situation was, but he still asked with the last glimmer of hope.

"If a fight really breaks out, can Xu Ye and the council's peace officers stop those bishops?" Chen Jing asked.

Chen Bofu frowned and thought carefully for a while, and finally shook his head.

"Disaster."

"Can't they do it in Su Ye?" Chen Jing's face became even more ugly.

"If it were the original, I think it should be okay. Suye can easily kill several bishops by himself, but now... there is something wrong with the bishop named Sati."

Chen Bofu felt puzzled when he talked about this, because he had met Sati more than once, and he also knew how capable the smooth bishop was... He was definitely not Xu Ye's opponent in a single fight.

At least that's what he thought.

"Sati is much stronger than before." Chen Bofu said truthfully, "The current Xu Ye is probably not his opponent."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Boxu put out his cigarette butt and patted Chen Jing's shoulder gently.

"We'll talk about it later, let's eat first."

"Ah."

Uncle Chen got up and went to the kitchen, leaving Chen Jing still sitting on the sofa motionless as if in a daze.

Chen Jing had analyzed countless possibilities in his mind, but he never guessed that the [Round Table Council] would fall apart...

Well known.

In the three-legged Yongye Market, there is only a situation where two parties jointly suppress one party. There is absolutely no way anyone can eat the other alone...

If it's really like what the old man said.

The great Congressman Randolph was about to die.

Then why talk about three pillars?

Without the backing of top old descendants like the Councilor, it is unknown how long the [Round Table Council] can continue to exist in this city...

If that time comes and [Moonlight Hermitage] makes it clear that it wants to destroy [Round Table Council], what should the old man do? Where should he stand?

Afraid of dying, standing side by side with the [Round Table Council] on the same front?

Useless.

At most, it's a tie with the Priory.

The old man has said this before.