It was as if they were chatting.
Countess Mary.
She recounted her sad and bloody history.
Those who heard it were sad, and those who heard it shed tears.
If it was a show that sold misery.
She was the undisputed champion.
"We have to start from the year 630.”
Mary took a sip of the red wine and started reminiscing about the past.
However…
Ye Feng interrupted her: "
"May I ask, is the year 630 before or after the Christian era?”
This was a difference of nearly 1,300 years.
Mary said," After the Christian era, the East was at its peak. The glorious dynasty shook the four seas.”
Ye Feng narrowed his eyes when he heard this.
Hey.
How did this damn sense of national pride die?
Year 630.
If he remembered correctly.
In the East at that time.
It should be Tang Taizong, Li Shimin, in charge.
The country was strong.
The trade was sold both at home and abroad.
Wan Chao came to pay his respects.
History said…Zhenguan rule!
F * ck!
Ye Feng raised his eyelids.
He instantly felt his butt drop.
It was not the soft fur of a certain creature.
It was Blade Mountain Flame Sea Guild.
Mary in front of him.
Unexpectedly.
It was an old witch who had lived for 1,500 years!
Year 630.
It was now the year 2155.
Wasn't she just a 1.5 thousand-year-old witch?
" At that time, I went to Chang 'an City in the Tang of the East because of its fame..."
Mary's eyes became dazed.
There was no need to think too much.
She had already begun to reminisce about the past.
"I was deeply impressed by the Eastern culture…I was even fortunate enough to meet Emperor Taizong from afar.”
Far away.
This word was well used.
Li Shimin was probably strolling around Chang 'an City.
Mary hid in a corner and peeked from afar.
"I stayed in Chang 'an for three years, three years and three years, and then I returned to the West.”
"At that time, the West was still in the midst of a religious war.”
"Compared to the East, our civilization is much more backward.”
" I was heartbroken and wanted to change everything, but in the end…I was Embrace by one of the twelve princes of the Blood Clan…"
Yes.
Ye Feng understood that.
Mary had been to a big city and had seen the real prosperity.
Back in the village.
He looked at the woman chewing on her lips.
She looked at the man's profanities.
She felt out of place.
He had a transcendent feeling that everyone in the world was drunk, but he was the only one awake.
Heh.
A group of natives.
After that.
She wanted to change like the chosen one and create a new era.
In the end.
Pa, pa, pa.
He was mercilessly slapped in the face by reality.
In the end.
He was imprisoned here by some unknown thing.
As mentioned above.
Ye Feng learned about it from Mary and adapted it into an easy to understand explanation.
Of course.
There were a few words that were true.
A few words were fake.
It was unknown.
"The current of the times cannot be changed by human power. Throughout the long river of history, how many people can do it?”
Ye Feng comforted Mary.
Ever since he found out that this old witch had lived for almost 1,500 years.
He became cowardly.
She was unhappy.
There was no need to take off her high heels.
I can just slap you to death.
"Yes, it's not something that an individual can change.”Mary sighed.
This sigh.
It was full of stories.
It contained one to two thousand years of wind and rain.
" However, even if we don't interfere, the progress of civilization will still change, won't it?”
Ye Feng had a question in his heart.
He had just met the old witch.
They didn't even know each other's strengths and weaknesses.
Why was she telling him all this?
Did he treat her as his confidant?
Ye Feng was still a little smart.
How was this possible?
"The current world is not what I want to see. If possible, I would like to return to the era of religious wars.”
Mary said.
If human civilization was divided into classes.
The religious war was similar to the Battle of Zhuolu in the eastern legends.
Once the faith was not dealt with.
That's right.
Brothers, draw your swords and follow me to eliminate the dissidents!
After that was the country's system.
It didn't take the Void Gods as its foundation.
With the country, people, territory, and interests as the foundation.
In essence.
There was no difference.
But this layer of hypocrisy.
The East had comprehended it thousands of years earlier than the West.
"So…?"
Ye Feng thought.
He was now like the Emperor's favorite.
She racked her brains to think about what the emperor was thinking.
Dissatisfied with the current civilization…
Good boy.
Would Mary, this old witch, destroy the world?
After all.
Destruction was countless times simpler than creation.
" Are you interested in witnessing the birth of a new civilization?" Mary smiled.”
Beside his lips.
Dark red blood.
She stuck out her tongue and licked it clean.
Hiss.
It was very tempting.
"Emperor, please forgive this old minister for being blunt…Pei, Madam, you have the ability to destroy the world?”
Was he bragging?
Or did he really have that ability?
Although 1,500 years was an exaggeration.
He had witnessed the destruction of several powerful empires.
But Ye Feng still felt that the old witch did not have that strength.
Wait a minute.
Was this the world of the Crossfire?
I am now.
What was he doing?
Ye Feng was a little confused.
He was getting more and more off the main plot.
"Individual strength can never compete with a huge war machine…However…I have three Typhoon-class strategic nuclear submarines.”
Typhoon-class strategic nuclear submarine!
A product of the Federation on the blue planet.
That was the first cold war.
It was born from the thought of mutual destruction on both sides.
And…
The Typhoon-class strategic nuclear submarine was the best at that time!
The maximum displacement was 48,000 tons.
Knocking on the blackboard.
This was an underwater submarine, not an aircraft carrier on the surface.
The maximum length was 172.8 meters.
The maximum width was 23.3 meters.
The average draft is 11.0 meters.
The nuclear power plant was OK-650.
2 Pressurized Water Reactors.
In terms of weapons.
It could carry 20 submarine-launched ballistic missiles with a range of 8,300 kilometers.
Every missile.
Each of them could carry ten nuclear warheads with a yield of 100 kilotons.
You could say that.
A typhoon nuclear submarine.
It could cause a devastating blow to 200 cities around the world!
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