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This seemed to be a picnic scene.
Because Lin Ruo found himself seemingly grilling meat, and grilling some large wings of an unknown species, which smelled incredibly delicious.
Honestly, even though Lin Ruo had speculated about the memories he might recover before drinking the Conspirer potion, he was still a bit stunned by the scene before him.
Wasn't it a bitter battlefield last time? How did the style change completely this time?
However, memories are memories after all. No matter how stunned Lin Ruo himself was, completely unable to understand the order of memory recovery, it obviously wouldn't interfere with what had already happened in the memory.
For example, at this moment, the black-haired angel in the memory was humming a song while grilling the huge wings in his hand. Judging from his movements, he was obviously quite skilled, not grilling for the first time.
Lin Ruo, who barely suppressed the various urges to be stunned and complain in his heart, naturally wouldn't let go of this detail, and immediately listened carefully, only to find that the lyrics were quite vague, only faintly hearing words such as "Little Crow", "Little Red", and "Big Snake".
Lin Ruo: Ah, this!
I'm probably compiling the nicknames of a bunch of big shots into a song and humming it here!
This made Lin Ruo's mood suddenly subtle, yet somewhat enlightened.
This time, he in the memory was obviously different from the previous few times when he disregarded everything, with divinity completely suppressing humanity.
This time, he in the memory seemed closer to Lin Ruo's own personality.
After all, Lin Ruo didn't think a monster with only rationality could do something like turning other people's nicknames into songs to hum. On the contrary, he himself could do such a thing.
Could this be the memory of the stage where I stabilized my humanity?
Lin Ruo guessed, while observing the surrounding environment through the perspective in the memory, he found that the place he was in now seemed to be a garden, and he could still see some retro-style buildings in the distance.
And across from him in the memory, at the other end of the grill, sat someone Lin Ruo was quite familiar with.
The other party seemed to be sitting directly on the ground, and the excessively long silver-white hair was therefore slightly spread on the green grass.
He was still wearing a simple linen robe, with a beautiful face and soft features. It was the King of Angels, "Ouroboros" Ouroboros!
Ah, this!
Lin Ruo blinked his eyes and found that Ouroboros seemed to be staring at the wings being grilled in his hand in the memory, looking like he was in a daze.
Then Lin Ruo heard his own slightly helpless voice:
"Ouroboros, you can't always expect me to grill it for you to eat. You have to learn to do it yourself!"
Hearing this, Ouroboros slightly raised his head to look at him, without saying a word, just staring quietly.
Lin Ruo: … …
Lin Ruo heard himself sigh and mutter in a low voice, "I'm defeated by you!"
"Then, same as always, after eating my grilled meat, you have to add luck to me."
Lin Ruo heard himself say this, and the opposite Ouroboros nodded, his voice very soft:
"Okay."
Someone put his arm around his shoulder at this moment, red hair hanging down, and a wine glass filled with unknown wine was brought to his mouth. Lin Ruo smelled a strong aroma of wine.
"Come on, Little Black, be a man and drink this cup!"
Without looking, Lin Ruo knew who was speaking.
He in the memory obviously reacted immediately, and then directly raised his hand to push the glass of wine away, and said unhappily:
"Get lost! Don't bother me with my serious business."
"Hahaha, Little Black, have you finally admitted that you are not a man?"
Lin Ruo heard someone's arrogant laughter, and then he in the memory glanced at the angel who was leaning on his shoulder. In the next second, the wine spilled all over the ground, and a certain red angel fell to the ground, rubbing his abdomen, where lightning faintly flickered. He himself seemed to have some opinions.
"Hiss, Little Black, you're being too ruthless!"
"Pretend, keep pretending for me!"
Lin Ruo in the memory obviously didn't buy it. Lin Ruo took this opportunity to glance in the direction where Medici was, and saw an old man sitting not far from them, leisurely reading a book.
This is… Lin Ruo had some guesses in his heart, but his sight had to shift with himself in the memory. Then Lin Ruo found that all the big wings on the grill were gone.
He in the memory obviously also noticed this, and immediately locked on the suspect.
"Amon!"
Probably in order to find Amon, he in the memory stood up at this moment and looked around. Lin Ruo also finally saw the whole picture of this picnic scene.
On the grass of the garden, there was a bare barbecue grill, with a blazing fire burning beneath it.
Ouroboros in front of the fire frowned slightly, probably worried.
To Ouroboros' left, a blond priest was chatting with a blue-haired man. Further away, there was a table full of wine. Someone was lie on the table drinking, Lin Ruo couldn't see his appearance, but he could see the exaggerated and shiny golden ornaments on his body.
Medici, who had just been hit hard by him, was still sitting in the same place, just adjusting his posture, seeming to be waiting to enjoy the next "good show".
And the old man reading the book still didn't take his eyes off the book.
Then, the memory suddenly blurred, and Lin Ruo couldn't help but be stunned, and found that the memory became clear again, but it seemed to have been fast-forwarded.
Lin Ruo could see that the big wings that had just been half-grilled and disappeared had returned to the grill, and there was a young man sitting there like a statue on the lawn next to it.
The young man was wearing a black classical mage robe, a top hat on his head, black hair slightly curly, and a monocle on his right eye.
Amon!
This Amon was obviously imprisoned, and had to sit there like a statue, looking even a little cute, but his spirit was quite Dejection.
Lin Ruo: … …
Ah, this!
Although it's not very good, at this moment Lin Ruo sincerely wanted to say to himself in the past, well done!
Then, Lin Ruo found that he in the memory looked at Medici.
"Where's Sasrir? Didn't you go call Him just now? Why hasn't He come yet?"
"Oh, you're talking about Him. Sasrir said He's not coming. It seems that the Lord temporarily gave Him a bunch of things to deal with." Medici seemed to just remember that he still had such a task, and then waved his hand casually, and got up again, seemingly wanting to get some wine to drink.
"Another bunch of things to do, huh…"
Lin Ruo could feel that he in the memory seemed quite speechless.
"Forget about Him, He's been busy for more than a day or two. In your words, He's an old 007 corporate slave." Medici, who got the wine, sat down next to Lin Ruo again, and gestured to him with the wine in his hand, "Compared to this, Little Black, don't you really want a drink?
The picture stopped abruptly here, and Lin Ruo opened his eyes and saw the familiar alchemy room.
"Huff… …"
He exhaled, but felt inexplicably lost.
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