Chapter 2840: Poems for the Poet

The process of entering the secret meeting room is quite a bit of a decryption.

You must touch the floating switch in the exact place and enter a dynamically changing password on the password disk that appears.

When the operation reaches this point, the decryption part is completed. Although this part has only two decryption steps, it is quite difficult. The main reason is that both decryptions change dynamically. If you don’t know the answer, you need to be proficient in magic patterns, rituals, and arithmetic to crack it purely through reasoning. Decryption may be completed.

But decryption is only to find the location of the secret meeting room. The key to truly opening the door to the secret meeting room is the energy of the corresponding person.

Currently, the only ones who can open the secret meeting room are Augustine, Margaret and Orao.

The energy properties of the three of them are recorded by the door of the secret meeting room, so only they can open the door of the secret meeting room.

As for why the steps to enter the secret meeting room are so complicated? The word "secret meeting" explains everything.

Secret meetings, if expanded a little, are nothing more than 'private trysts' and 'secret appointments'. To build such a secret room in the Clear Sky Poetry Room, if you think about it with your toes, you will know its purpose. It must be the place for Augustine and Margaret's private meeting.

It would be strange if men and women who still want to pursue love despite many obstacles could enter the private meeting place they chose so easily.

When Orao opened the door of the secret meeting room, bright light swarmed out from inside, driving away the darkness along the way.

Walking into the secret meeting room, everyone immediately felt something different. First of all, the lights inside the secret meeting room were bright, like daylight. Also, the secret meeting room was different from the cramped space they imagined. It was surprisingly large, comparable to a hall dominated by wise men.

The layout here is also very strange. Except for a huge portrait on the wall directly in front, all the walls are invisible to the naked eye because they are covered by bookshelves, and the bookshelves are piled with countless books. Counting books.

In the middle of the secret meeting room, there are round tables and wooden chairs, as well as low tables and sofas.

All the furnishings, illuminated by the bright light, were outlined with faint golden edges. The entire secret meeting room was like a pious cathedral with a miracle.

However, there is no hymn singing in the air of this "cathedral", only a faint scent of books; there is no statue of a god who pities the world, only the huge portrait of a girl.

At this time, the alchemy puppet stood in front of the portrait, looking at the smiling girl in the painting with intoxicated eyes.

It wasn't until the sound of everyone's footsteps disturbed the alchemy puppet that it reluctantly withdrew its sight and turned to look at the group of comers.

"Sit down." The alchemy puppet walked towards the round table and sat down first.

Others also took their seats. However, there is an episode here. The two seats next to the alchemy puppet originally belonged to Orao and Adanis. However, Adanis did not want to sit next to the alchemy puppet. Instead, she sat on the alchemy puppet's side. On the opposite side, he looked like he was about to confront him head-on.

The alchemy puppet didn't care about Adanis at all, but took the initiative to invite Angel to sit next to him.

Angel had already walked towards the distance, but after hearing the alchemy puppet's words, he had no choice but to walk back.

All of Angel's goals were achieved. Next, he just wanted to be a spectator, but the alchemy puppet seemed to be targeting him and would not let him go.

Under the attention of everyone, Angel took the second seat. Doakes and Kael sat next to Angel.

Vai and Earl Black sat next to Orao.

Adanis sat the farthest away, and because of this, she was not next to anyone, as if she were alone.

After taking his seat, the alchemy puppet was silent for a long time, seeming to be thinking about where to start.

No one urged him. The rules formed over ten thousand years are difficult to break in a short period of time. It is normal for the alchemy puppet to think about it for a long time.

However, what they didn't expect was that the alchemy puppet finally came to his senses, and the first sentence he said was not what they thought it was about. Rather

"Have you seen Margaret? She is always so beautiful."

The alchemy puppet said to Angel, and while speaking, he glanced at the huge portrait in the distance with his peripheral vision, and his words were full of emotion.

Angel wanted to pretend it didn't exist, but the gem eyes of the alchemy puppet kept staring at him, as if if he didn't express some opinions, this "round table conference" would not go on.

Angel had no choice but to act awkwardly: "Huh? So this portrait is of Miss Margaret? I thought it was a certain god who is famous for her beauty."

"Miss Margaret is indeed beautiful. It's no wonder that when Mr. recited poetry, it was all emotion and his love for Miss Margaret."

Angel spoke in an aria tone while silently complaining in his heart: Yes, it is all emotion, only emotion, no literary talent. It's like singing with a broken voice. The words of appreciation contain nothing but emotion.

The alchemy puppet was very satisfied with Angel's answer and continued: "Speaking of poetry, the bookshelf here is full of poetry collections that I collected from various worlds. There are also many unique copies in them. I believe that the poets must Will like it.”

Angel: "Huh?"

What does this mean? He wants to give me these collections of poems?

While Angel was in a daze, the alchemical puppet confirmed his thoughts: "After a while, the energy here will be exhausted and unable to maintain the protection of the poetry collection. I thought about it and decided to hand it over to you and let the poet inherit it. Entrusting them to the poet is not a betrayal, but a new life. Giving the poetry collection to the poet is also a praiseworthy story."

As soon as the voice fell, before Angel could speak, Adanis on the other side suddenly asked: "What do you mean by 'after a while, the energy here will be exhausted'?"

The alchemical puppet didn't want to pay attention to Adanis, but when he saw that Angel seemed to be in a daze, he glanced at Adanis: "Ola If Ao leaves here, he will naturally run out of energy without energy support. "

Adanis: "It is up to Ao to decide whether to leave or not. Even if the contract is cancelled, he can stay here. "

The alchemical puppet chuckled: "Why stay here? Once the contract is cancelled, if he still stays here, it means that he will be sucked blood by the Qingkong Poetry Room. It won't take long before his spirit is completely scattered. Do you think Ao Ao thinks he has lived too long and can't wait to commit suicide? "

After hearing this, Adanis frowned. Although she didn't understand why Ao Ao would be sucked blood by the Qingkong Poetry Room if he stayed here after the contract was cancelled, she believed that Augustine would not lie to her about such things.

Ao Ao never told Adanis about these things... This means that he is hiding it from her.

Adanis didn't really care that Ao Ao concealed it from her. After ten thousand years of getting along, she knew Ao Ao's character too well. He concealed it from her just to protect her.

Orao is a man with a strong sense of responsibility. He hopes that all the burdens and responsibilities will be on his own shoulders, and he doesn't want Adanis to worry about it.

Adanis doesn't like this. She doesn't want to be a vassal. She wants to share the burden with Orao... However, Orao seems to have never taken her growth seriously, and doesn't tell her any difficulties. It's just that when the spirit body is really lacking in energy, he will ask Adanis for help. Other things are hidden in his heart and he is unwilling to tell them.

Just like this time, Orao finally revealed a little bit of his heart, but he was telling her

My time is running out.

This made Adanis both distressed and angry. She was distressed that Orao didn't cherish herself, and she was angry because why didn't Orao say it earlier? He didn't discuss it with her, but just carried everything alone?

Adanis stared at Orao with bloodshot eyes, wanting to ask something.

But Orao was puzzled, still looking at Adanis with gentle eyes. That look, although gentle, made Adanis very uncomfortable, because Orao looked at her as if she was a child who had never grown up.

The silent exchange of eyes and the subtle atmosphere on the round table flowed between the two "spirits".

Adanis seemed to want to speak, but she finally kept silent, lowered her head, and looked neither at Orao nor at the alchemy puppet.

At this time, the alchemical puppet told a story meaningfully: "Speaking of Margaret, we have to mention her father Franklin. Why did Franklin stop me from being with Margaret? The difference in class is the main reason, but there is another reason, that is, Franklin hopes that Margaret can be with another man. And that man is Margaret's best friend who grew up together."

"They grew up together, no, it should be said that Margaret watched him grow from a little kid to a young man, because Margaret was born sixteen years earlier than him. Because she watched him grow up and knew everything about him, Margaret could already imagine that if she fell in love with him, it would be like this, bland and tasteless. Moreover, when love is deep, suddenly thinking of the other person's appearance as a little kid, some people will think it is fun, some people will think it is a 'fire extinguisher', and Margaret is the latter."

At this point, the alchemical puppet stopped.

He suddenly told such a story, which made many people present look thoughtful, not knowing what it meant.

However, Adanis understood Augustine's story, which was basically an allusion to her and Orao.

The reason why Orao always treated her as a child was because he had brought her up since she was a child. For Orao, he was the father and Adanis was the daughter. It was natural for the father to shoulder all the burdens and shield his daughter from difficulties.

As for the daughter wanting to break through this relationship and no longer wanting to be father and daughter, but to have other bright or ambiguous relationships? In the eyes of her father, that was not allowed. It was unfilial and could also be incest.

Adanis looked up at Orao in the distance. The other party had a normal expression and obviously did not understand the metaphor that Augustine was talking about... This also meant that Orao had never regarded Adanis as an "adult".

Adanis suddenly wanted to ask Augustine how to make Orao change his mind? How to let Orao know that he was no longer the child he was back then?

But in the end, Adanis still didn't ask, but lowered her head silently with mixed emotions, and fell into her own thoughts.

Adanis' silence also meant the end of this episode.

The alchemical puppet turned his gaze to Angel again: "How about it, poet reciter, are you willing to accept my meager gift?"

Is this a meager gift? The total amount of poetry here is almost comparable to several small libraries in the cloud library, how can it be meager?

After complaining, Angel's eyes turned to the densely packed poetry collections around him.

Receive these poetry collections?

Angle was not too happy, but showed some hesitation in his eyes.

Angle's attitude towards poetry is... well, no attitude. Just like all literary genres, you can appreciate, read, and praise it. If you find something that suits your taste, you can also collect it.

But that's all. He doesn't have a collecting habit. He won't collect all the poetry collections crazily.

Of course, if the poetry collections are replaced with useful "dry goods knowledge", Angle can accept them all. But poetry collections are poetry collections. There may be some inspiring sentences in them, but they are still a little far from "dry goods".

As for the books here, Angle looked around for a week and confirmed that they are all real poetry collections. If you really want to accept them all, it's like chewing wax, which is tasteless and a pity to throw away.

However, if you really receive so many poetry collections, including the only copies from various worlds, Angle will be happy no matter what. If you can't use them yourself, you can give them to Jon. Jon must be interested in books from various worlds, and he doesn't mind even if they are poetry collections.

The reason why Angel still showed hesitation was that... there were too many books.

So many that he couldn't fill his bracelet even if he emptied it. If he really wanted to take them away, even if he used disposable space capsules, he would need dozens of them, and Angel didn't prepare that many space capsules.

Perhaps seeing Angel's embarrassment, the alchemy puppet added: "Speaking of which, these poetry collections are indeed too many, and it is a hassle to take them away. Let's do this, I will ask Orao to put all the poetry collections here into the mirror space, so that it will be easier to carry."

"The physical objects of the material world intervene in the illusory mirror domain, which will cause the mirror space to collapse, right?" Angel said.

Just like before, Angel loaded the memory of the gray merchant into the new mirror space, and the mirror space was a little shaky and looked like it could collapse at any time, not to mention putting real physical objects into the mirror space.

Even if it is a stable mirror space, at most a small amount of matter can be placed, and more will collapse.

And if such a huge library is placed in the mirror space, Angel really can't think of any mirror space that can support it.

The alchemical puppet smiled and said: "You are right, but don't worry, Orao is still good. When Orao and his brother and I traveled all over the world, I gave all the poetry collections I found to Orao."

Angel was stunned for a moment. Orao has a brother?

No, the point should be, can Orao really find a stable space to load so many poetry collections?

Angel looked at Orao in confusion, but Orao did not look back at Angel, still staring at the alchemical puppet.

The alchemical puppet continued: "Are you willing to accept these poetry collections now? The poetry collection is given to the poet, this beautiful story, I am going to share it with my friends after I go back."

The alchemical puppet said this, Angel thought about it, and did not refuse.

"Then thank you, sir."

Anyway, the poetry collection is not a precious thing. After returning, I will sweep it all to the Dream Wilderness with the Dream Conch and hand it over to Jon for management.

Alchemical Puppet: "The poetry collection is not a treasure, but it has a deep meaning to me and Margaret. The poet is willing to accept it and not let it rot and be destroyed here. It is me who should say thank you."

When the alchemical puppet said this, his eyes were fixed on Angel. Although there was no expression on the face of the alchemical puppet, Angel somehow heard some intriguing meaning.

It should be an illusion, isn't it just some poetry collections? What deep meaning can be said?

Angel didn't think much about it, nor did he ask. The main reason was that the alchemical puppet spent too much time on him, and he was not the protagonist of this meeting. The protagonists were Orao and Adanis, so...is it time to solve the real problem now?

It's better to take your eyes off him immediately, okay?

He just wants to be a spectator now, so please don't bring him up anymore, okay?

With good wishes, Angel waited for the alchemy puppet to start the next topic with expectant eyes...