About the story of a brave man being a potato for a thousand years and then the world was destroyed

"Yeah, why?" "Missa" smiled, "I'm not a hero, how do I know..."

"Yeah, you're not a hero, huh," Lim said, patting "Missa" on the shoulder, "When you want to wake up, just hold the sword and swing it... you know what I'm talking about."

"Sorry, I don't want to," "Missa" said softly.

"I think so too," Lim said, walked to the door, opened the door, took a deep breath, put on a smile again, and said, "Okay! Then let me look forward to the first meal since I was in prison for so long! Hahahaha!"

As he laughed, he took a big step and walked out the door.

"Missa" looked at his back, turned his head, and looked at his hands.

"Are heroes immortal..."

He muttered to himself.

"Hehe, damn, damn..."

"Why do you want to unite and resist? Do you need to ask about this kind of thing..."

224. What? You look down on the fans of the Sanctuary, right? Ah? The Secret Sanctuary, that's true

Dinner time.

Calidorah prepared two tables full of dishes, one for the Potato Boys and one for them.

Of course, the dishes were the same, the main difference was that there were no tableware on the table for the Potato Boys.

Anyway, they didn't put the food in their mouths, so they might as well grab it with their hands.

"The dishes are all here," Calidora brought the last plate of stir-fried vegetables to the table and sat down at the table.

"Good cooking skills," Lim sighed, "but this thing seems to be harder to use than I thought..."

Lim held a pair of chopsticks in his hand.

It can be seen that he knows how to use this thing, but his hands are a little bit out of control.

"Ah, maybe a little bit at first, if you're not used to it, you can use a fork," Kalidora said with a smile, "but it's usually not convenient to use a fork to eat Liu Ji's dishes..."

"It's okay, I have to learn it, can I still use two sticks smoothly?" Lim said, continuing to struggle with his fingers, "and it can also exercise coordination. Tsk, I haven't moved for too long, sometimes I even feel that my body is not my own."

"Well, anyway, let's eat first," Kalidora said, "They probably..."

"No, they're coming soon," Lim said.

As soon as the voice fell, there was a creak, and the door of the restaurant slowly opened.

"Oh? It seems we're not late?" Liu Ji poked his head out.

"Of course, we're just in time," Lim turned his head and grinned, "Come and sit down, waiting for you to eat."

"Oh..." Liu Ji glanced at the potato boy who had already started to eat, agreed, went into the house, pulled out two chairs at the table, and sat on one of them.

Ya Yin followed him, walked in expressionlessly, and sat on another chair.

The others at the table looked at each other for a few seconds, and then Limdora leaned close to Liu Ji's ear and whispered, "Boy, you just..."

"Ah?" Liu Ji raised his eyebrows, "What?"

"Um... Hi, boring," Lim suddenly waved his hand, "Okay, let's eat, remember to make me a different meal later."

"Of course I know, really..." Liu Ji glared at him.

What does boring mean?

It was late in the afternoon, and their relationship had just crossed a certain threshold. What does he want?

And it's very rude to peek into people's private lives, okay?

Although it feels too late to say this now, this guy may have seen everything he should and shouldn't see.

But he must not have seen it alone, so it's balanced when I think about it.

The subtle atmosphere lasted for a while, and then it gradually became lively as other topics unfolded.

Callidora seemed to be a little worried about the situation of Snow and others, but Lim told her not to worry at all, they were drinking and singing somewhere, and they were living a very leisurely life.

The tyrant's round of expansion has ended. In the next period of time, he will slowly sweep the nearby areas and gradually build the surrounding areas into their territory, and then expand the next step.

During this period, except for the tyrant himself who will find trouble with some unlucky people, all the tyrant troops, including the king and the king, will stop attacking, either guarding one side or performing some special tasks.

During this period, at least for most ordinary people, they can get a minimum of one or two years, or even several years or decades of peace.

Sounds like a relief, right?

In fact, if you really feel relieved, you will be finished. If you live a life of luck, you will always be a lamb to be slaughtered.

This is also one of the difficult places for the tyrant troops to deal with.

As a force with no concept of morale, no matter how long they rest, it will not have any effect on them. On the contrary, they can use this opportunity to slowly build their own pastures and create a solid position before launching the next round of attack.

During this period of time, the morale of the resistance forces may have been exhausted.

If the time is long, it may be that a whole generation of soldiers has been replaced.

If they attack the entire continent in one go, all the forces in the world will naturally gather together and launch the most stubborn resistance.

But like now, the distant races always think they can sit back and relax, the weak countries always hope that someone can come forward, and the countries with vast territories often have people who just muddle along with the mentality of not caring about the flood after their death.

But these are good things for Liu Ji and others.

Unlike those powerful people who are famous on the mainland and will be visited by tyrants and kings and generals to check the water meter during this period, he, a dead man in the eyes of the tyrant, can use this time to do a lot of things.

After dinner, Liu Ji and Ya Yin returned to the room again.

Although Liu Ji wanted to ask "Missa" about the problem of desert incarnation, judging from the current situation, it is better to put it aside for a while.

Now...

"Bang!"

A large stack of spells and common language homework was placed in front of Liu Ji.

"You do these first, and ask me if you don't understand," Ya Yin said, stretching out her hand to Liu Ji, "Then, take it."

"Huh? Take it? What?" Liu Ji was stunned.

"Your lesson plan and homework?" Yayin tilted her head. "I've already finished the last part. It's time to learn the next part."

"Oh, that's right," Liu Ji scratched his head.

Damn, how come this development is a little different from what he thought...

But he didn't prepare for it. He just got Lim back and didn't have time to do anything else along the way.

"Well, I'll write it for you now," Liu Ji said, sitting at the table and picking up a pen and paper.

When he was writing the first lesson plan, he also had an idea about the second part. There was no delay in what to write, but people were already waiting by the side, and he was really under a lot of psychological pressure.

But...

Yayin should also know that he didn't have time to write, right?

Could it be that she did it on purpose?

Liu Ji thought so and glanced at the other party.

He found that the other party was sitting on the chair next to him and looking at him.

"Why are you looking at me? Write quickly," Yayin said.

"Ah, um..." Liu Ji agreed, scratched his head, and had to turn his face away and concentrate on writing the courseware.

As he was writing, he suddenly felt Yayin's shoulder leaning over.

She seemed to want to lean on his shoulder, but because of the height difference and Liu Ji was writing, she seemed to find no suitable posture. After moving back and forth several times, she used her head to touch Liu Ji's elbow.

"Hmm? What's wrong?" Liu Ji subconsciously raised his arm.

As a result, Yayin moved down and rested her head on his thigh.

"You're paying me back," Yayin whispered.

"What are you talking about? You can rest your head anytime you want," Liu Ji was a little amused.

"Hmm..." Yayin agreed softly and moved up a little, "Hurry up and write."

"Okay," Liu Ji gently touched Yayin's head with his left hand, and then put his attention back on the desk.

The room became quiet again, the wind and sand were blowing outside the window, and the only sound in the room was the rustling of the pen tip across the book.

After an unknown amount of time, when Liu Ji finally finished writing a page of courseware, he lowered his head and saw Ya Yin with her eyes closed, breathing slowly and evenly, as if she had fallen asleep.

Liu Ji gently touched her hair with his hand, and the latter gently rubbed his hand.

Liu Ji was stunned for a moment, then gently clutched his chest.

Really...

For people in this world, especially those who are busy day and night like Ya Yin, being able to sleep peacefully may be a luxury.

Most of the time, a little movement can wake them up from their sleep.

"Ha..." Liu Ji let out a long breath.

To be honest, the feeling of being trusted is really great.

If possible, he really hopes that this time will last forever.

But...

Liu Ji looked towards the window. Slowly, half of the dust in his body flowed out, flowed through the window cracks to the outside of the house, and turned into a human form outside the house.

"Ah, did you find me?" Outside the window, Tulin was looking at him with his arms folded and a smile on his face.

"It's not a good habit to stay up late at night and peek at other people's windows," Liu Ji said with an unhappy look.

"Hey, I just arrived and was looking for you," Tulin said with a smile, "I didn't know you were progressing so fast here, right?"

"Oh, you just arrived, so you're really slow?" Liu Ji said sarcastically.

"Of course not," Tulin grinned, "It's a good choice to occasionally see the scenery along the way, isn't it?"

Liu Ji stared at him.

Tulin smiled and said nothing.

"Okay, if you say it's true, then it's true," Liu Ji sighed, Tulin refused to say it, and he couldn't pry his mouth open.

"So, do you have anything else to do now?" Liu Ji said impatiently, "If you don't have anything, you can go to sleep. If you feel lonely, the two trees outside can keep you company."

"It's too much to ask a tree to keep me company," Tulin's mouth twitched, "But if you say you have something to do, well, you can say yes or no..."

"Then no," Liu Ji said, turning away.

"Yeah, for me anyway, no, I'm afraid for you..." Tulin touched his chin and deliberately dragged out his voice.

Liu Ji stopped, turned his head and glanced at him, sneering: "Playing hard to get, huh."

After that, he walked towards the room again.

"Hey hey! Okay, okay, it's not okay for me to find you for something," Tulin shouted hurriedly.

Liu Ji paused, turned around, and said, "Then you can say it. Of course, whether I agree or not is another matter."

"Don't worry, it's not your decision now," Tulin said, and walked to Liu Ji's side, twisting his finger and said, "Hey, let me ask you, what is your impression of the Secret Sanctuary?"

"I think they are the savior of the world, the great hero who saves the world, the light that leads the whole world forward, and the beacon that guides all mankind forward," Liu Ji said expressionlessly.

"Are you telling some kind of joke?" Tulin said with a subtle expression.

"What's the matter, you don't allow people to be fans of the Sanctuary, right?" Liu Ji rolled his eyes.

"Ah, I can see that I came at a very bad time," Tulin said with a wry smile.

"You know, please come this way, anyway, you said you are not in a hurry, please come tomorrow," Liu Ji made an exaggerated "please" gesture.

"No, no, no, it's a pity, I don't plan to stay here for a long time this time..." Tulin said.

Liu Ji frowned slightly. He clearly felt that just a moment ago, Turin's eyes drifted to the high pavilion beside him.

And the person standing there was none other than Lim.

Liu Ji didn't say much, and didn't even look in Lim's direction. He just continued, "Then tell me quickly. I don't have time to keep playing charades with you."

"In short, the Mysterious Sanctuary is planning a sacrifice," Turin said.