Riding and slashing the stars of empire civilization

Although I don’t know how long it has been since the 24-hour limit for me to come into this world.

But Milin feels that before the matter of "Celebrating the New Year", everything comes first.

So after Milin distributed red envelopes to Nian and received an untrue-sounding "Gong Xi Fa Cai" from Nian, he sat down at the dining table.

"So, we eat hot pot during Chinese New Year?"

Milin, who was sitting at the dining table, said as he looked at the hot pot that was still bubbling and gurgling even though there was no fire source on the dining table.

"Hot pot is the source of all things. Hundreds of thousands of years before people learned to use fire, they had already learned to use hot pot to eat cooked food."

Nian, who sat next to Milin and played with the cold fusion nuclear warhead in his hand, shook his head and said.

After the initial shock, Nian started playing with it without caring what would happen if he accidentally blew it up.

It's true that it won't explode. When Gray Feng made this thing for Milin, he specifically designed a structure in it so that it would only enter the explosion program when Milin was outside the safe range.

As long as Milin is around this thing, this thing is just a triangular model toy that cannot expand Rhode Island's infrastructure.

"Having said that, don't you think eating hot pot during the New Year feels a bit sorry for the new year?" Milin said with a long sigh.

In so many years, this was the first time for Milin to eat hot pot during the Chinese New Year. This was so unbelievable that it was almost like eating hot pot while riding a train.

"I am Nian! If I want to eat Sazi, I can eat Sazi!" Nian said as he picked up a piece of fish with chopsticks and pressed it into the bubbling red soup.

The fish fillet needed to be cooked for at least ten minutes before it could be eaten. Nian pressed it a few times with chopsticks and then took it out and put it in his mouth.

"Okay..." I have said this even in the past year, and eating hot pot during the Chinese New Year doesn't seem to be a big problem.

As for whether the fish fillets eaten during the New Year were cooked or not, Milin was not interested in complaining.

Even if it is not cooked, it will probably be instantly vaporized when put into Nian's body... The Nian beast with a body temperature of 1,400 degrees is directly written into the character set.

Regardless of whether Nian was eating fish fillet or charcoal, Milin, who was aroused by the gluttonous action of the other party, also picked up a piece of tripe with his chopsticks and sank it into the pot.

Milin, who doesn't have a body temperature of 1,400 degrees like Nian, chose something that was easy to boil.

Feeling the super spicy hairy belly exploding in his mouth, Milin suddenly felt a layer of sweat on his forehead and gave Nian a thumbs up.

The taste is quite decent, which can be said to be a treat for Milin, who has not had an authentic Sichuan hot pot meal for several months after traveling through time.

Even though Ella has the ability to be a super chef, spiciness still relies on ingredients.

Milin's friendship pool never used hot pot base ingredients.

Nian, who was praised by Milin, looked very proud.

Seeing that Milin and Nian had already eaten, Ling also picked up a wine bottle and sat on the other side of Milin.

However, Ling did not move his chopsticks immediately. Instead, he picked up the gourd-shaped wine pot and filled the wine glass in front of Milin. Then he filled his own wine glass, raised the wine glass and said to Milin:

"Although it's just a big dream, it's still a reunion with old friends. Come on, let's do it first as a token of respect."

Listening to this opening statement that fit the character of an alcoholic, Milin smiled and raised his glass to toast.

"Hey..." Milin, who put down the wine glass, looked at the wine glass in his hand with a capacity of about one tael in surprise, and then moved his eyes to the wine bottle that was raised again.

It's obviously a wine flask, but this glass of wine tastes completely different from the previous glass of wine.

Seeing Mirin's surprise, Ling refilled their glasses and said:

"You used to be so surprised."

"Which past me is it?." Milin was a little curious as to whether the "former you" in this sentence refers to the doctor who lost his memory, or the doctor who was called "an old friend" in the character's voice.

"Is there any difference? It's not all about you, Bose." Ling said with a smile.

Mi Lin, who saw that Ling had no intention of answering Ling's question directly, did not continue to dwell on the question and asked:

"Where's Xi?"

There are three sisters from the fragments of the Great Flame God in Rhode Island: Drunkard Ling, Hot Pot Nian, and Xi, a book painter.

...Oh no, he is an ink landscape painter...

When he opened his eyes and saw the landscape painting that occupied the entire wall, Milin knew that he had been dragged into their staff dormitory by the three sisters after losing consciousness.

"New Year's Eve, New Year's Eve, of course it has been eliminated." Nian, who seemed to be very satisfied with the hot pot meal cooked by himself, and had turned into gluttonous mode, responded.

"...Shouldn't it be you, the Nian beast, who gets killed on New Year's Eve?" Milin said speechlessly.

"Well, I called her, but it's a pity that she didn't want to come out." Compared with Nian's answer, Ling's answer was much more serious and simple.

"Since it's the Chinese New Year, what's the point of not having dinner together?" Milin said with emotion and then said to Ling: "Call Xi to come and eat together."

"The general will get the order." Ling put down his wine glass and bowed his hand to Milin and stood up.

She didn't go far, she didn't even leave the room, she just walked directly behind a screen in the room.

Immediately afterwards, Milin heard a weak sound of struggle coming from behind the screen:

"Fry, Fry, I just killed Fry."

If Ling's Tong shopkeeper's version of Guanzhong dialect was interesting to Mi Lin, Nian's Trump was also memorable, and Xi's Wu Nong's soft talk made Mi Lin sound like he was listening to a foreign language.

It took at least three seconds for Milin to fully translate Xi's sentence in his mind, "If you don't come, you won't come. I won't come if you tell me."

Mandarin is such a good thing.

"You really don't listen to Boss's order?" Ling was still persuading, but even after moving out of Milin, Xi, who was hiding behind the screen and probably painting, still remained still.

Seeing that Milin didn't move his chopsticks, Nian, who was about to finish a quarter of the hot pot dish by himself, thought for a moment, took out a two-legged kick from the hem of his cheongsam, and placed it in the pot... or cauldron that always maintained a high temperature. He wiped it, lit the fuse and threw it behind the screen.

There was a "boom".

The result was that Xi, who sat back down in his original position, bowed his head silently and refused to even look at her, walked to the opposite side of Milin, while Nian, who was throwing two kicks in the room, was caught by the painting hanging on the wall. inside.

"He really is the one in the painting..." Milin said with some surprise as he saw the Nian beast, who had to act as a bat because of his sister's power, hanging in the painting.

"Life is like a painting, and a painting is like life. Aren't we just living in a picture? Why do we need to make such detailed distinctions." Ling, who had already drank nearly a kilogram in one gulp, said.

With his current body, he couldn't keep up with this huge amount of weight. Milin could only focus on the painting and said:

"So, is there that town in this painting? Are there still those people in the painting?"

"If there is any, then Bosch can go find it himself." Ling said with a meaningful tone and a smile.

Hearing something in Ling's words, Milin put down his wine glass and looked at the ink landscape painting that occupied the entire wall with serious eyes.

I don't know if it was an illusion or it was the same, but Milin found that when he put all his attention into the ink landscape painting, the landscape painting, which was originally just a scene, suddenly started to move.

...or in other words, suddenly came to life...

The mountains and forests began to sway, the rivers began to flow, and various birds and animals appeared in them.

For example, Milin saw a white wolf chasing a rabbit at a glance.

rabbit? White wolf?

Mirin, who instantly noticed something, withdrew his gaze and looked at Ling.

"It seems they were having a lot of fun." Ling, who drank two more glasses of wine as soon as Milin turned around, said.

"I don't think they would be very happy if they woke up," Milin complained.

"Why? The world is like a circle. Even if they wake up, won't they still live like this?"

Ling, who couldn't put down his cup, said in an emotional tone.