Chapter 422 Don't Get Lost

These days, the world rarely ushered in a long-lost peace.

After the new week, there are no world wars, no armed conflicts, countries are seeking active negotiations, and even the number of crimes committed by people of color has decreased a lot.

People don't have to delve into the bits and pieces of news in the newspaper every day.

I just don't know if the world is changing in a better direction, or if it's the last bit of calm before the storm.

Ordinary people are struggling to live in this world,

Maintain the dignity of being a human being and live decently.

Following the Ingaso civilization, the research on the "internal combustion engine" was also entrusted by Tu Fu to Professor Fran and the Smith Factory. He suddenly became the busiest person in Tabor.

In the great hall of the Royal Academy of Tabor, Tu Fu stood on the podium of the great hall, talking about something with great vigor.

Underneath sat the densely packed students of colored race in the school, listening carefully to Mr. Aesop Andersen spreading his teachings.

Hear his great speech about "I have a dream," a great speech destined to go down in history.

And countless reporters from Tabor, big figures of colored people were present at the scene, listening to the exciting words.

"Let the voice of our freedom ring, let the voice of freedom ring out in every village and village, in every state and every city, and we will hasten that day.

At that time, all the sons and daughters of God, blacks and whites, followers of the Seven Gods, followers of the Omniscient God, will join hands and sing an ancient spiritual song:

'Finally free! '. "

Standing on the podium, Tu Fu, who was talking about racial justice, suddenly felt that he had become another person. He magically changed Mr. "Martin Luther King"'s famous speech.

This world-renowned speech has been tried and tested even in another world.

Although, it is strange for a white man to read this manuscript,

But not many people care about it now.

He is Aesop Andersen, the great scholar who discovered the ruins of Incasso, the explorer who brought the great civilization of the Southern Continent back to life, and the spiritual leader who transcends the worldly pattern...

And who cares about his skin color.

Once the image of "the savior of colored people" was spread, I don't know how many anchors were planted in the hearts of this generation of children.

Presumably, it will spread throughout the entire Southern Continent in the near future.

"Papa..."

At the end of this wonderful speech, the thunderous applause in the Great Hall of the Royal Academy lasted for a long time. Even though Tu Fu had already finished his speech, people still hadn't heard enough.

Frantically calling the name of "Aesop Andersen", tears have already wet the eyes of many people.

The staff of the college had to take the initiative to stop the crazy audience and take Tu Fu off the podium safely.

"Mr. Andersen, you are an amazing person and a talented leader." George Orwell, the logistics director of the college, was full of surprise in his eyes.

Tu Fu's expression was flat, and he complained silently in his heart:

"But I feel more like a disgusting hooligan."

Of course, everything he did was not free, and he used this identity to gain the belief of the people of the Southern Continent in order to transform the anchor point into more faith power.

In the past few days, relying on the popularity of Ingaso's ruins, he will spare time to do some speeches and other activities to enhance the external influence of this image in the Southern Continent.

Fortunately, without a heart, I don't feel any guilt.

"I've said it before, how could a naturally remarkable person like you sit in the library and watch over the pile of old books with peace of mind.

Today's speech alone is enough to make your name spread across this continent and reach the ears of every person of color. This is just a small start. "

Mr. Orwell tirelessly recommended to Tu Fu his complete plan to marry Hei Fumei and reach the pinnacle of life.

"Mr. Orwell, I'm a little tired."

Tu Fu gently rubbed his temples, pretending to be tired.

The latter smiled: "Of course you can rest, this is your right, and any person of color will have the right sooner or later.

Don't worry about the work of the library, temporarily replaced by others. "

After all, George Orwell did not continue to let Tu Fu open, and relieved him of today's job.

"Mr Andersen."

As soon as Tu Fu left the lecture hall, a gentle female voice came from next to his ear.

The familiar tone immediately let Tu Fu know who was coming.

Although Cheryl Thoreau was wearing a relatively conservative college-style attire, it was hard to hide the youthful beauty of a girl of this age. A pair of slender, white thighs under the knee-length skirt were really dazzling.

"Oh, Cheryl, it's you, long time no see." Tu Fu greeted her instinctively, with a warm smile on his lips, "I wonder if there is anything I can do for you."

"Mr. Ka... It's actually Ms. Maggie's business. She's about to return to the Northern Continent by boat. Can we go to Port Royal to see her off? For this reason, I have already asked for leave in advance."

Cheryl opened her mouth a little shyly, her old carefree arrogance was long gone, but she really had the demeanor of a rich lady.

"Ms. Maggie!"

Tu Fu suddenly remembered him, since the last time he summoned the messenger to say goodbye, he hadn't seen him again.

Speaking of which, a demigod doesn't necessarily have to take a ferry to return. It seems that he has something to explain to himself.

Tu Fu rolled his eyes: "I think this must be what He meant."

"……Ok"

"Well, who can refuse a beautiful lady." Tu Fu shrugged his shoulders and readily agreed.

"Ms. Maggie?"

"No, Ms. Thoreau."

These words directly made Miss Cheryl's complexion even redder, and she lowered her head all the way, not daring to see anyone again.

...

There is a grand canal in the city of Tabor, and Port Royal is built next to the canal.

From then on, you can pass directly to the mouth of the sea.

As soon as I arrived here by free car, I saw a crowd of embassy staff gathered here.

A mature woman wearing an embassy uniform cloak leaning on the port guardrail, holding a cup of hand-ground coffee, casually admiring the beautiful scenery here.

Looking around from time to time, Xinran is waiting for the arrival of the old man.

The breeze lifted the cloak behind her, and her excellent figure attracted the attention of others, but no one even faced Ms. Maggie's courage.

"Squeak—"

I saw a black car stopping here, and Ms. Maggie couldn't help but smile on her face when she saw the visitor. She didn't know whether she said with ulterior motives or with resentment:

"The busiest gentleman in Tabor can still find time to see me off. It must be very difficult."

"You don't have to thank me, it's all for Cheryl's sake."

Tu Fu got out of the car to help open Cheryl's door, and responded casually.

The girl got out of the car blushing without saying a word, knowing that Maggie had something to do with Tufu, she also sensiblely kept a proper distance to create a space for them to talk alone.

"Pacifist, Aesop Andersen! It's been a while since I've seen you, and you've made such a big deal."

Ms. Maggie looked at Tu Fu and couldn't help but smile: "Not bad, I've already told uncle about the 'internal combustion engine', this chip is enough for you to return to the kingdom."

"I hope so."

"Playing a pacifist during the day and studying weapons with scholars at Smith's factory at night is like the embodiment of angels and devils, I don't know what you're thinking.

But I have to tell you, it's best not to overdo it with this identity in the Southern Continent, especially at this critical juncture, so as not to cause other troubles. "

Ms. Maggie's warning must be what Maggie really wants to tell herself.

Tu Fu, who has a keen sense of smell, immediately noticed the uncertainty in her tone, and asked tentatively, "Has a decision been made on the Kingdom's side?"

"The alliance agreement between Baia and Sa Loren has been officially renewed today."

This sentence alone revealed enough information.

The battle between kings and prime ministers, the choice between advance and retreat.

The struggle for power that has been fought for a long time has also come to fruition.

Tu Fu said in a serious voice, "Have you confirmed it? Mr. Sollens..."

"No way, there is always something for uncle, above all else."

Ms. Maggie has something difficult to say, so I don't need to say more.

After some conversation, he did not forget to nod to him when he was parting: "Tu Fu, take care, I hope you can return to the royal city soon, everyone is waiting for you, always there."

Tu Fu nodded silently in response, his thoughts wandering to nowhere.

Seeing that Maggie said goodbye to Miss Cheryl again, she boarded the embassy's warship without knowing what to say, and sailed slowly.

Cheryl was the only one left at the port. Seeing that Tu Fu was getting more restless, she subconsciously asked, "Is something serious happening to the kingdom?"

"There will inevitably be a wave of turmoil."

"how do you want to do it."

"I don't know. When Ms. Maggie told me about this, it was as if the sky suddenly fell down. It was a bit overwhelming."

Tu Fu pressed his chest with his palm, and even an outsider like him felt as if someone had punched his chest.

"Don't be confused."

"Ok?"

"If...if even you are undecided, who can we trust." When Miss Cheryl looked at him, there was a sparkle in her eyes.

"I'm going to keep going, just keep going."