The guard looked at Thurnhill, and after getting Thurnhill's nod of approval, he gave one of the fruits to Rudolph.
I really admire Rudolph.
If it were her, even if she could pretend to be normal, she still couldn't help but breathe faster due to excitement, and Rudolph could really control himself very well.
She walked to the window and looked down.
Sneijder had already walked to the window sill with two other teammates.
Sneed looked up and saw her standing at the window.
Without further ado, he picked up the fruit in his hand and whispered to Regel: "Bite quickly."
Regel was stunned for a moment, but then he reacted quickly.
Even though there were other elves watching the fun, in order to survive, he couldn't wait any longer and took a bite of the fruit. . .
Five people, four pairs of eyes, all looked at Reger.
Under the gaze of everyone, his figure gradually disappeared.
Before the elves present could react, Sneijder turned the fruit in his hand to Gordon: "Quickly" This was not the time to be humble.
If he hadn't wanted to explain the whereabouts of the missing people on the road, and wanted to get them back to end the mission together, he would have eaten them both first.
Gordon immediately took a bite of the fruit.
When Gordon's figure began to fade, she and Rudolph knew it was time.
So they raised the fruit in unison and took a bite.
As expected, it tastes terrible, bitter, astringent, and fishy.
It feels like a smelly pond in the wild, where countless animals have drank, stepped on, even urinated on, and been hunted and killed.
"Nutrient" mud water.
Ignoring the bitterness in her mouth, she said the last words to Thurnhill: "We are leaving.
I'm sorry..."
At the same time, Sneed also bit the fruit amidst the screams of some elves.
Looking at Thanhill's beautiful face, he showed a surprised expression, but it slowly faded away.
She knew it wasn't Thernhill who was disappearing, but her.
When all the surrounding scenes disappeared, and she and other teammates, whether it was Rudolph next to her or Sneijder downstairs, were standing on the clouds, the mission was completed, and finally the first floor was over.
"Bah, bah, bah..."
Regel was spitting: "Why does it taste so bad?
If I hadn't eaten for a long time, I would have vomited it out."
"It really tastes bad."
Sneijder threw away the fruit he had eaten and wiped his mouth with the sleeve of his linen robe.
Everyone threw away the fruits in their hands.
The soft fruit fell on the cloud and disappeared.
"It's so awesome."
Raphael applauded: "Climb one more level and you can all become seraphs."
Uriel was still full of momentum: "The next level is not so easy, this time the setting is a little simpler."
"Oh, I think it's not that the setting is simple.
It's that these undead are getting more and more powerful.
Right?
Lord Lemuel, Lord Lemuel."
Raphael was quite helpful, pretending to look for the angel.
"I'm here."
Lemuel sat in a corner holding a scythe, lighting a cigarette and smoking in his hand.
"Why are you smoking?"
Raphael shouted in a fuss.
Lemuel raised his hand holding the cigarette: "Many humans smoke, even if the packaging says smoking is harmful to health, they still smoke.
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The earth's population is almost saturated, in order to collect more human undead.
I strongly agree with smoking, and Lead by example.”
Raphael rolled his eyes: "You are an angel.
Smoking has no effect on you, right?
Even if the smoke you smoke is more than the clouds here, the smoke will not harm the gods."
"It's not harmful to the undead."
Lemuel took another breath: "I'm not saying that a cigarette after a meal is better than living gods.
Human beings really think that their flesh and blood are gods.
I just want to kill time and finish my work.
Yes, there are still many things waiting for me, can you go?"
"It's not over yet."
Raphael said with a smile: "Some angels questioned that your settings are too simple.
Do you have anything to explain?"
"Explain what?"
Lemuel smoked a cigarette leisurely: "There are so many settings on this floor, which consumes so much time and energy.
Which layer can climb high, jump far, have both reality and illusion?"
Their capabilities have increased."
Raguel said tepidly: "There is still another level.
If you are not satisfied, you can use your intelligence and wisdom to make Master Lemuel feel defeated."
Hearing this, he knew that he was angry at them for eating a few sheep, which was really stingy.
Michael and the other angels were there, but they left without saying anything.
There is also the second floor, maybe we can really use our brains to deal with them.
"Papa" Raphael clapped his hands: "Okay, congratulations, you have passed another level.
Now you can have a good rest.
I will help you prepare food, drink, and a small amount of entertainment facilities."
"There's also mouthwash."
Regel shouted, "It feels like my mouth is full of mud.
Can't we design the fruit to be more delicious?"
"Of course not."
Lemuel, who was wearing a black death robe, explained seriously: "In a place like this, as long as it is edible, it will be picked.
How can the fruit mature and become a seed?"
The fruits of the tree of nature are difficult to preserve because they are soft, and several of them will break no matter how carefully they are taken out.
Because it is unpalatable, no one eats it, so the seeds can float down, fall on the earth, and become forests.
She said angrily: "The place is so barren, do you still plan to let the people there live?
You can't set it to the kind where the flesh is sweet and the fruit will sprout when it falls on the ground.
I have seen that there is such a shortage of materials that even the seeds are there."
Eat, orcs and gophers eat seeds."
"Well," Lemuel said leisurely after taking another deep breath of cigarette, "Maybe we can consider it.
Middle-earth has been barren for nearly ten thousand years.
Let's just give them some welfare and give them some animals and plants."
Rudolf asked: "Middle-earth exists, it is not a dream" "Who can tell the difference between reality and dreams?
Life may not be life, and death may not be death."
After almost smoking, Lemuel lit the cigarette with his finger, as if flicking the ashes, but the smoke suddenly grew longer.
He stood up with a cigarette and put on the pale skull mask: "It's time to get to work."
The cigarette was stuffed into the mouth of the mask and held in his mouth.
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The figure disappeared.
Who can distinguish between reality and dreams?
Life may not be life, and death may not be death.
Well said and Zen-like.
But they've all been through it.
As an undead, dead yet still alive, seemingly alive but indeed dead.
Raphael prepared a heavenly "set meal", the same as Lao Si, milk, honey, mutton, and a little hard naan-like pancake.
The five of them sat down and enjoyed a short break.
Thinking of Thernhill's beautiful face showing surprise.
He must have called someone by now, or he may have bitten the remaining fruit himself.
Of course what you get is a mouth full of bitterness, but nothing else changes.
It all really seemed like a dream.
And their abilities have indeed improved, reaching a level where old elves can still fool them.
There's only two floors left and it's almost over.
There's only two floors left, and everything will finally end.
A result will come out soon.
After eating.
And they rested.
"Come and taste it," Raphael shouted just as he was about to wake up.
"What are you doing?
You haven't had enough sleep yet."
Everyone was rubbing their eyes.
"Come and eat the newly picked fruits."
Raphael came over carrying a wooden basin with several fruits in it.
Looking at the slightly pitted green-skinned fruit on the outside, Cheng Qianxun sneered: "Let's get up and eat this.
We call it pear here.
There are Yali and Honey pears, and there are several big producing areas."
"Would you like to eat?"
Raphael said with a baby-faced smile.
"Okay.
Everything in heaven is good."
After all, it was brought by someone with good intentions.
She picked up one and took a bite.
His eyes immediately widened: "It's so sweet."
When I looked down at the bitten area, I saw that the flesh inside was not the white color of a pear, but orange.
"How is it?
It's delicious."
Raphael also picked up one and took a bite.
While chewing, he said: "Yesterday you made suggestions for improving the fruit.
Raphael, Lord Midalon, and other angels The adults all agreed.
The Elf King should also be woken up this morning.
The fruit will fall off when it is ripe, and 30% of the fruit will still be edible even if it is rotten
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"This is a tree fruit."
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She looked at the fruit in her hand again.
She couldn't believe it.
It looked completely different, and the taste was completely different.
"Of course it's the fruit of the Tree of Dreams, oh, it's also called the Tree of Nature."
Raphael pointed to the fruit in her hand with a smile: "See that there is no black core inside, as long as there is soil, the three Of course, when the fruit is ripe, it will turn into a seed like a dandelion, and it will become a tree at this time.
I like to see the tree seeds falling, and I can’t finish the fruit anyway.
Just look at the seed rain, how good it is.”
It's really willful, but the seed rain is indeed very beautiful.
Big plush seeds are floating down from the sky, like a dream.
The core is about the size of a small walnut and has a hard exterior.
This is inedible.
Such sweet fruits really brought benefits to the Middle Earth.
Their disappearance became a legend.
From the moment they left, the trees began to bear sweet fruits. . .
What a fairy tale.
If you describe it well and decorate it well, you can also weave a story full of positive energy.
She asked strangely: "Why can the fruit become so delicious?"
Raphael raised his hands slightly, raised his head slightly, and opened a hole in the clouds above.
A ray of light shot out from the hole and shone on his face.
He said slowly with a sacred light: "Because God The power of "Che" made everyone almost fall down.
Raphael put away the stage lighting effects: "Well, to be honest, you know that our power is far superior to humans.
Maybe humans will not be able to catch up with us if they develop for another 30,000 years."
"That's nonsense."
Everyone booed again.
Heaven had mastered the current divine power more than two thousand years ago, or even five or six thousand years ago.
If human beings want to gain genes, infinite lifespan, and possess magical power, they may not be able to break through in 30,000 years, let alone catch up.
"Oh, why don't you let me talk properly?
After all, I am also a six-winged person, so please be respectful."
Raphael said this, making everyone even more happy.
He cleared his throat: "In words you can understand, don't say that the fruit of the tree changes.
Even animals can change their form or essential characteristics.
You have not changed from humans to undead.
Undead are also called the current look" Rudolf asked very quickly: "Then we can become human again" "Well..."
Raphael scratched the back of his head: "Isn't it good to be an angel?
Why do you have to be a human being?
Human beings are only middle- and low-level creatures in the universe.
It would be great to be an angel."
"No matter how good things are, I still want to go home."
Sneijder took Cheng Qianxun's hand and smiled at each other: "Unless angels can get married and have children, then we will stay in heaven."
"This..."
Raphael spread his hands: "I can't give birth, but I also like children.
Of course they are human children.
They are innocent and idiotic and cute, just like humans look at kittens and puppies.
If I Of course I would have one if I could have one.
Unfortunately, Angel doesn’t have one.”
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This is true.
Is it praising human beings or derogating them?
"Then just be a human being."
Sneijder looked at her, as if asking: "Qianxun, do you want to be in heaven or go back?
I want to have two children with you and watch them grow up.
Anyway, we are dead.
In the end, it doesn’t matter where you go, what matters is that you have experienced what you should experience in your life.”
"No," she said angrily, "I can only have one, I won't have more."
Sneijder laughed and hugged her: "Let nature take its course."
"You treacherous guy, why don't you let nature take its course?
If you let nature take its course, a woman can have more than a dozen children in her lifetime.
If you don't, just one," she said firmly.
"Okay, just one."
Sneijder must have thought it would be nice to have one.
"Then I'll leave first."
Raphael was about to leave when he turned back: "Cheng, that Elf King prayed last night.
It seems that he has some interest in you, because he hopes you can listen when he prays.
Come, so let me tell you that he has never believed in God, so I should encourage him when he prays for the first time.”
Seeing that Raphael was really gone, she felt really miserable and couldn't tell.
Sure enough, her teammates were all staring at her.
No matter how she pretended not to care, she couldn't escape the burning gazes of her teammates.
"Then Hill is interested in you, Cheng, how did you do it, let such an elf king fall under your skirt."
Regel was idle anyway, his eyes widened, curious to death .
"It's nothing, he was just surprised that we disappeared out of thin air."
She picked up a glass of milk and drank it.
Drinking would not allow her to answer the question.
But she was wrong.
The other teammates gathered around and stood in a circle outside her and Sneijder, as close as they could get.
"Tell me honestly, what kind of adultery did you have with that sissy during the four days we were out?"
Rudolf said, showing no mercy at all
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