Chapter 695 We Are Friends

"What about you?" She looked at Luo Qingqing with a cold face.

The latter raised her eyebrows slightly. She noticed that the other party's aura did not fluctuate as violently as expected. It was more like a feeling of disappointment.

And when Venerable Shengtian saw Li before, he also had an unusual reaction, as if this person was not seeing Li for the first time.

Luo Qingqing could confirm that the other party did not have the intention to kill.

Therefore, she pondered for a while and said, "I think there is a possibility of cooperation between Jinxia City and the Salvation Church, so there is no need to worry about who joins whom."

"Huh?"

"Cooperation?"

Li and Venerable Shengtian asked questions at the same time.

"Xia Fan is a listener, there is no doubt about this, and some of the things he created do coincide with the Kingdom of Heaven." Luo Qingqing said in an orderly manner, "In addition, the so-called enemy of the enemy is a friend. You and the Seven Stars Privy Council are mortal enemies, and Jinxia is impossible to form an alliance with the Seven Stars, not to mention Prince Yong. Isn't this a natural basis for cooperation?"

"This..." Venerable Shengtian showed obvious hesitation.

"The superiors of Jinxia City are not pedantic. If the Kingdom of Heaven is really the only hope to save the people of the world, I don't think Her Royal Highness the Princess and Xia Fan would force all the people to stay in Shenzhou. In addition, I have seen that the Kingdom of Heaven is indeed not short of clothes and food, but it does not mean that you have nothing." Luo Qingqing struck while the iron was hot, "In order to deal with the harassment of evil spirits, you need magic tools, talismans and swords, right?"

This sentence can be said to hit the soft spot of the Salvation Church.

Even Wangsha couldn't help showing his expectant eyes.

The Kingdom of Heaven can indeed meet the living needs of millions of refugees, but there is no way to create weapons and talismans out of thin air. Wrought iron and red copper can still be confiscated when breaking into the city to distribute food, and high-grade paper materials such as talisman paper are basically only available in the capital of a state. As for magic tools, don't even think about it-a hundred years ago, the resources in the hands of the Black Gate Church were still abundant, but after experiencing many cleanups and daily consumption by the six countries, now it is really no different from an army of refugees.

Recently, the attacks of evil spirits have become more frequent. Many alchemists died in battle due to insufficient equipment, which has dealt a heavy blow to morale. The problem is that these things are difficult to replenish. You can't buy them on the market with money, and the Salvation Church has no good solution for the time being.

Now hearing that someone is willing to trade weapons and resources with them is definitely an unexpected surprise.

"Are you sure that the princess of Jinxia agrees to do this?" Venerable Shengtian questioned.

"How can we know the result if we don't talk about it?" Luo Qingqing said calmly, "I believe that His Highness and Xia Fan are very interested in the situation deep in Baiyao Mountain, and they will not have any prejudice against the Salvation Church. Cooperation is not nonsense. In the past, the Privy Council of Qiguo and Jinxia were also mortal enemies. Now that the Privy Council has collapsed, those alchemists have joined Jinxia City, which is enough to show the tolerance of Jinxia."

Venerable Shengtian looked back at the Pope.

Wuyi was silent for a moment and clapped his hands gently, "To be honest, I haven't seen such a vibrant young generation like you for a long time. Compared with those alchemists in the Privy Council, you really give me a refreshing feeling. How about this, Venerable Shengtian-"

"Please give your orders."

"On behalf of everyone, you will go to Jinxia to confirm the situation. If there is a possibility of cooperation, invite the listener to visit the Kingdom of Heaven in person. What do you think?"

"...I know." Venerable Shengtian promised.

"It's getting late today, everyone, please rest here." Wuyi closed his eyes and said in a lower voice, "Wait until tomorrow morning, Your Excellency will go with you."

Then Wangsha pushed the wheelchair and slowly disappeared into the darkness with the man.

...

At night, the five people in Jinxia gathered in a room again.

"Boss, is the food distributed here okay? I always feel that it doesn't look like it can be eaten." Shanhui raised the paper bag in his hand and looked at it repeatedly by candlelight.

It was the first time for them to see the food in the Kingdom of Heaven.

These paper bags are colorful and bright from the outside, but when you tear them open, you will find that they are filled with rice paste, without the color and aroma of food.

"Don't worry, as long as these things are well sealed, you can eat them." Luo Qingqing took the initiative to demonstrate to everyone, "It doesn't look very delicious, but it is actually much more delicious than wild vegetables, and it is also very filling. Look, it's like this-"

She bit open a corner of the paper bag with her teeth, then held it with her lips and sucked slowly.

Li did it curiously.

A strange fruity fragrance suddenly spread as the rice paste was inhaled-the taste of this thing was unexpectedly strong, and it melted in the mouth, and it took almost no effort to swallow. As Miss Luo said, it is definitely not as mouth-watering as fried crabs, but for ordinary people who have not eaten a few full meals along the way, it is no different from a rare delicacy that can only be found in heaven.

"Ah-meow-!" Gungun held a paper bag and protested.

It couldn't hold the bag in place or bite through the seal, and its tail stood up in anxiety.

In the end, it was the bunny-eared girl who kindly helped it tear open the paper bag and squeeze the food into a plate, allowing Gungun to experience this unusual dinner.

"This place... I'm afraid it hides a big secret." Li sipped the rice paste while looking at the four corners of the room. The living area here is not large, but the rules are clear. In the house of less than two meters square, there are many partitions including bedrooms, study and toilets. It can be said that it is small but complete. Its walls and floors are flat and smooth, and there is no prickly feeling when you touch them. For ordinary people's bungalows, it is already unimaginably exquisite.

But the real scary thing is not this.

As long as they spend some time, Jinxia's craftsmen can also polish out such a small and exquisite residence. The scary thing is that they have been walking all the way, and the rooms around them are simply countless. For example, there is a small plaque at the door of the room assigned to Li, with the words 5887 marked on it, which means that this is room 887 on the fifth floor, and this is only a small part of the patio. Even if there are only 800 houses on each floor, it is a chilling number considering the total number of floors that are bottomless.

Li has been with Xia Fan for a long time, and has a new understanding of the word scale.

It is precisely because of this that she has a deeper understanding of the Tianjing.

In a sense, the production capacity of the predecessors who built the Tianjing is probably stronger than the six countries on the continent combined. In the face of such amazing strength, disasters can still make them disappear in history. How strong should the evil spirits that appear be?