Invisible brushes from top to bottom, outlining human forms on the pages of Susheng.

At the same time, the portrait on the page was synchronized in the air in front of Einstein.

The first to appear was long dark blue hair, which was on the long side, at least for men, and the longest strand of bangs fell down to the wing of his nose.

Then there are the cheeks, neck, shoulders, body......

The owner of those light blue pupils didn't seem to have reacted to the current situation, and others could read the words "I'm crashing" in his eyes.

From the beginning to the end, it took less than ten seconds for Su Sheng to complete the painting.

But Einstein felt like a century was a long time, and his time in the Imperial Researcher 42 laboratory was like a magic lantern projecting behind him.

Only she can see those pictures.

Einstein thought she had a lot to say to him, but in the end she just wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her index finger and smiled and said, "Welcome back, Joyce." "

Joyce's out-of-focus pupils instantly condensed.

His eyes caught the light blue natural curly girl with a tearful smile for the first time, and he couldn't help but say, "Aiyin, you...... Why are you here?"

Passing Einstein, Joyce saw the red-haired ponytail girl with whom she was inseparable.

With the sound of a small inhalation, Tesla's slender shoulders also trembled.

"Tesla......? Sorry to worry you. "

Joyce thought Tesla was worried about him, he looked guilty, and wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Tesla.

"It's not that simple, if you want to apologize, bring me two catties of Alba white truffles back!"

"Truffles? It's a mushroom. Joyce said subconsciously.

While arriving at Lab 42 as Subject Ω1, Joyce accidentally ate Tesla's breakfast, a toast bread with truffles.

Although he apologized afterwards, Tesla also accepted his apology.

But the truffle incident did not end there, and after a few days, Joyce's sentence with aftertaste and emotion, "Where to find such delicious mushrooms", like the salty and sweet party of tofu, triggered a protracted war.

"What!?You call truffles low-grade mushrooms?it's unforgivable!"

Dr. Lobster was furious.

"You're like calling a cat a low-grade paramecium in front of a cat lover!

The paramecium that was innocently shot protested, what about the paramecium? Why don't you say that the paramecium can still become a cat man!

"I'm sorry, Tesla. I know it's wrong, forgive me. "

Joyce is still the skilled "sincere apology, death will not repent", because if he does not admit his mistake, Tesla will "retaliate".

Tesla crossed his waist angrily: "Damn, how can there be a guy like you, who has eaten so many delicious truffles from me, but still calls them mushrooms!"

"Aein, can you explain where this is......" Joyce inadvertently glanced at Walter again.

Lao Yang cried quite unproductively, without a sound, but took off his glasses and wiped his tears with his sleeve.

Did you ever hate him?

Suddenly, the core of the lawyer, the mission to protect the world, and the name Walter were indiscriminately stuffed into his young self.

Do you respect him?

Joyce was the hero who stood before Joachim, standing in front of him, holding the black and red Star of Eden in his hand, so majestic and secure.

Want to be him?

Even during the two years when he ran away from home because he couldn't bear the pressure, Joachim was only afraid that he was not strong enough and that he would be ashamed of Walter's name.

"Do I know you, uncle? I always feel like you...... It's familiar. "

Joyce was drawn to all the attention of the embarrassed middle-aged man.

He reached out his hand, as if to touch the man's chest.

"The core of the Lawgiver of Reason is with you, and you are ...... Joachim: Is that you?"

In Joyce's memory, Joachim was just a young boy.

Now this elegant middle-aged man can vaguely see the shadow of his father Finn.

"It's me, Joyce. Walter's voice was hoarse, and he placed his right hand on his chest, pressing it against his chest, and the silver-gray core of the prismatic polyhedron slowly emerged.

He spread out his right hand, and the core was silently hovering above the palm of his hand.

"This is the core of your lawyer. "

It's like a flashback from Thanksgiving in 1955, and Joyce also entrusts her core of law to the crying little boy.

Joyce didn't accept, he just asked, puzzled.

"Joachim, are you mimicking your age? And I am healed? The wound on my body from Judas seems to be healed. "

Judas is a pure attack on the Honkai side, and all means that can repair his injuries with the Honkai will be neutralized by it.

Just like Kevin dared to use his chest to resist the black abyss thrown by Su, and the wound would heal in a few seconds, but if it was Judas's chain gun, he would definitely use the heavenly fire to block it.

If Judas pokes a hole in Kevin's body, he will have to go to the jackal's hospital to bandage his wounds.

"Joyce, it's 2015, and it's been 60 years since you died. "

Einstein struggled to keep his voice calm.

"We resurrected you by a special means. Do you feel okay now, do you still have the memory?"

Joyce's thoughts paused for a moment, and when they flowed again, he felt like he had been kicked from a classical steam train to a silver future.

It seems that silver is the exclusive color of technology and the future.

Joyce's imaginary future consists of a large area of tempered floor tiles.

Each polished steel brick is clear enough to illuminate a human figure, the walls and ceiling are embedded with LED tubes, and the bright white light is lined with a polished brick in an advanced and icy mercury color.

"That's the ...... in 2015 Lab, but I feel like it's a cake shop or a bakery. Baker, he ...... He's dangerous. "

Joyce and Chikusa looked at each other for less than a second before quickly looking away.

"Don't think about it, this is the cake shop. "Einstein was a little funny. ......"

The World Snake and his party are also not easy to mess with, and Joyce is frightened.

Thinking about how the waiters in 2015 were the same as the mafia.

"And those girls......"

Kiana, dressed in a white down jacket and light gray slacks, is the lawyer.

Beige knits, plaid pleated skirts and black over-the-knee socks are also lawmakers.

When Joyce cast his gaze, the insect raised his hand and waved it in a friendly manner, and showed a smile full of vitality and insect energy, like a lively Samoyed.

Mei Yi also smiled politely at the inverse entropy of the first alliance leader.

But Joyce didn't want to laugh at all, his face was full of horror.

"Those two girls are lawyers! Ain, Tesla, Joachim, quick! Run—I'll stop them. "

As Joyce spoke, the Star of Eden reappeared in his palm.

As long as it is copied by the First Law, it will form "muscle memory".

Even after losing the core of the Lawgiver, Joyce was still able to recreate the Star of Eden with the blueprint that his body remembered.

You don't see that these clones can use the Star of Eden, and if Joyce's deity can't use it, it will be a big joke.

Aine couldn't cry or laugh, and pulled the solemn Joyce to the corner and explained for a long time before he understood the situation.

"I see. Joyce had mixed feelings in her heart, "It's really hard for you to have so many things happen over the years." "

Walter stepped forward: "Joyce, this Lawgiver Core has been kept with me for so long, and now it's time for it to be returned to its rightful owner." "

"No, Joachim...... No, it's time to call you Walter, I've learned from Ain what you've been doing all these years. "

Uncontrollable tension dominated Walter's mind, like a teacher handing over his report card to his father in front of him.

At this moment, he changed back into the little boy Joachim.

He didn't know whether his grades were good or bad in the eyes of his "father", so he could only wait eagerly but timidly.

"You ...... me Are you still satisfied?"

"Walter, you've done a great job. "

With such a simple assessment, Walter almost burst into tears.

Joyce hugged him hard: "A hero like you is not something that a half-guy like me can evaluate!"

"Walter, you're already more remarkable than I am. I'll have to learn from you Xi future, Mr. Walter?"

Joyce's joke turned Walter into a shy child, and he was helpless and faintly blushing.

"Okay, Walter, I can feel your physical condition......"

Joyce frowned, took the core of the lawyer and integrated it into his body, and the next second he reproduced the mimic white flower.

During the battle with Otto, Joyce mastered the mystery of the creation of the White Flower, but he could only reproduce it with the help of the Lawyer's Core.

After curing Walter, Joyce took out the core of the lawyer: "Walter, if you don't need it anymore, give it to that child." She would be a better lawyer. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"But you ......"

"Even without the core of the lawyer, I can play most of my strength. Give it to someone who needs it more-"

"Joyce. "

Joyce's voice was interrupted by a male voice.

It was a voice he would never forget—the clown, or Archbishop of Destiny, Otto Apocalis, the pathetic and abominable tyrant.

Otto's expression was more agitated than ever, and he walked up and looked at Walter Joyce carefully from head to toe.

Physiognomy, memory, personality...... People are constantly being changed by time and events.

Only the soul, and the feelings it brings, remain the same.

Although it has not been measured by any instrument, nor has it been repeatedly verified by any experiments, the feeling tells Otto that the man in front of him is the real Joyce.

It was he who cloned countless Joyces and instilled them with countless memories that could not be created, the real Walter Joyce.

Joyce subconsciously wanted to punch the old bastard's soul steel face.

Then use a black hole to crumple Otto into a ball of non-recyclable garbage.

"Joyce, well, it seems you remember, your eyes are exactly as they were on Thanksgiving. "

Joyce jumped straight from Thanksgiving Day in 1955 to today.

Otto doesn't talk about martial arts to capture Rena and fires Honkai fission bombs at Manhattan......

For Joyce, it was all morning.

"Interested in coming to Destiny for me to study? I'm curious about your resurrection. "

Otto looked at Joyce with feverish eyes, like a hunter who has found a living dinosaur.

If you miss this opportunity, you won't ever encounter a more cherished and unique prey.

"Also, my invitation is still valid today. I'm looking forward to the day when you will bear the surname Apokalis after your name. "

Theresa, who is still fantasizing about riding against the current and bringing Cecilia back, doesn't know.

Joyce had just been resurrected when her grandfather decisively stripped her of her inheritance.

But to be honest, Teresa can't even take care of a school 443 garden, and she will only read comics and squeeze bitter gourd juice when she goes to work.

When you are bored, you will go to visit the bitter gourd test field and immerse yourself in the dream of enjoying the cool under the melon.

Inheriting the position of Bishop of Destiny?

The hard work must not be Delisa, but Secretary General Himeko, who can't straighten her waist because of the heavy official duties.

If Joyce had been willing to be the Bishop of Destiny, Teresa might have been happy to see it, and a good man like him would certainly be more likely to cheat the funds.

"You're dreaming. Joyce bluntly shattered Otto's delusions.

"Okay, goodbye, old man, it's okay to shake hands. "

Otto still did not give up, and looked like he wanted to do something to Joyce, like a section chief who harassed a female staff member in the office.

"The only thing I can give you is spittle!"

Otto immediately stretched out his hand: "I can't wait." "

Saliva does not contain DNA, but it does contain a small amount of oral epithelial cells, and the nucleus of the cell must have DNA, otherwise it would not be able to divide and inherit.

Joyce ended up giving Otto nothing.

Before turning around in regret, Otto asked coldly, "If I were to exchange the entire Mandate of Heaven with you for the pages of Susheng, would you exchange it?" "

Einstein didn't hesitate for long and said, "No." "

"Why? You still have a chance to collect the resurrection items again, but this is the only chance to get Destiny. Is it because of hatred?"

"Then why are you willing to exchange the whole destiny for a piece of paper? What is your reason, please moralize that reason, and then put my name and colon in front of the moralized reason. "

"It seems that the truth is quite difficult for you to say, so you have to beat around the bush. "

Otto seemed to sense something, and he smiled.

"Then I wish you happiness, Dr. Einstein. Take good care of it. "

"I'm glad you have the face to say this to me. "

Pardo was not interested in Joyce's resurrection because he didn't know much about it.

If Himeko is resurrected, maybe she will be able to get up to her and ask for an autograph.

But Himeko obviously couldn't satisfy the cat's uncertainty - because she wasn't dead at all.

So Pado went to experience "Sky Ranger" once, just like Tesla's "Proud Chronicles", and Maomao played it as "the self-made diary of an urban cat tycoon".

The Lawgiver of the Sky tortured the cats with great effect, but the pain seemed to only exist at that moment, and as soon as Pardo was out of the cat's bad house, she immediately rejoiced again.

Those painful memories don't seem to affect Pado who wakes up at all, as long as she basks in the sun for a while, she has the courage to move forward to tomorrow.

This makes the Lawgiver of the Void angry, she is like a player who breaks every day, playing the level repeatedly.

Just as the cat and the lawgiver of the sky were battling their wits and courage, the sound of the answering space rang out.

[Please listen to the question].

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