Chapter 3558 A Paradise for Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder?

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"This...is heaven?"

Perhaps because they came privately as Aiwa'er's friends, no one came to stop or greet them. The group walked alone for more than half an hour, and finally encountered the first angel town.

I pointed to the white walls and red tile arched windows in front of me, and the neat rows of Western European buildings, with an incredulous look.

If I hadn't actually seen angels coming and going in the town, I might have mistakenly thought that I was in the dark world version of Hengdian.

"Do you have any misunderstandings about heaven?" Ai Wa'er, who had been silent all the way, spoke up.

"Maybe a little bit." I stretched out my little finger and made a little gesture.

"But shouldn't the place where angels live be a splendid, tall and sacred city wall with many fairy-tale white buildings, rows of bell towers, cathedrals, and fortresses bathed in the holy light?"

"Yes." Ai Wa'er obviously didn't play by the rules. I exaggerated as much as possible, but was confirmed.

"Is it really true?" I lost my momentum and my eyes were dull.

"Of course, but are you sure you want to go to the main city now? When you get there, you have to say hello to Chief Tyrell."

"Let's wait. I'll observe first." I felt a little weak after being stared at by Ai Wa's playful eyes. I rolled my eyes and looked around, Emma, ​​isn't it pretty good? What's wrong with Hengdian? What is worse than the 5A-level tourist attractions in Hengdian?

This trembling angel, looking at my guilty look, raised his small and delicate nose at three angles, and wrinkled his nose slightly, as if to say, I know whether you have a guilty conscience or not.

"Um...Sister-in-law Angelil, is this your...former hometown?"

I wrote down this account again. When you pay the account in the future, I ignored Eva's provocation and turned to the Carlos family and asked.

"Not yet, this is a border town."

"Border defense? Are there any borders here in your paradise?"

"Of course there is a boundary, but it's not here, it's at the main entrance where it meets the hell world." Angelil smiled slightly and patiently explained to us angel novices.

"The reason why it is called so is because of the Gate of Heaven. With the Gate of Heaven as the center, there is a small town from 1 to 1 o'clock, all to protect the Gate of Heaven and prevent uninvited guests from intruding."

"Can someone still break through the gate of heaven? That is a magical weapon. Look at the arrogant look Aiwa'er had just now. Her defense ability should be quite strong, right?"

"Logically speaking, it's not possible, at least with your current strength, you can't force your way through." Perhaps because she was unhappy with what I said, Aiwa'er interjected coldly.

"Since ancient times, it has only been broken into twice. It was during the Silver Age and Bronze Age. No one should be able to forcefully break through now, but we cannot relax because of this, so the establishment of the twelve border towns has changed from Not removed."

"I know! Are these twelve towns called Aries Town, Taurus Town, Twin Town, Lion Town, Virgin Town, Scale Town or something like that?"

I pushed up the bridge of my nose, my sharp eyes seeing through everything. It was such a vulgar setting. No wonder that guy ended up cleaning toilets. He must have lost his mind.

"No, why do you think of these weird names? I really don't understand how your brain works. These twelve border towns, according to their numbers, are called Border One Town, Border Two Town, and Border Three Towns. , and continue like this."

I gradually opened my mouth wide, and even forgot to write down the grudge against Ava'er again in my notebook. A strong sense of crisis came over me, and I finally understood Crystal's complicated mood when he saw the five-color team appear.

The attributes are repeated, someone is peeking at my naming emperor nickname!

"I didn't expect that the Angels are still pragmatists." She didn't show any surprise like me. She seemed to have already known this setting. Linya pursed her lips and chuckled, and looked at the town in front of her with interest. .

The most ridiculous thing is that we actually found acres and acres of fields around the town. Angels with white wings and looking holy and great were actually waving hoes and sickles and doing farm work hard.

The picture is so beautiful that I can't bear to look at it. Is it really okay for you to destroy the image of angels in the world like this? Or...

Monster, you still dare to say that this is not Hengdian? !

"You definitely have a strange misunderstanding about us." Looking at me with an angry look as if I had been greatly deceived, the corner of Eva's mouth twitched slightly.

"Do you think we angels really don't eat the fireworks of the world?"

"Isn't it?" I nodded naturally. Look, in any papal scripture or in any angel hymn, it is mentioned that angels eat whole grains and have to go to the toilet. Their excrement is as smelly as ours. of!

In those books, I could not wait to describe all angels as pure, handsome men and beauties.

"It's actually true."

"..."

Shouldn't you slap me in the face and refute me at this time? Why did you suddenly admit that you were a little fairy? You're so stinky and shameless, first vomit out everything you eat and drink in my house!

"I mean, it used to be, at least that's what the book said. When the heaven was still complete and had independent laws, we angels didn't need to eat to maintain it. The ubiquitous divine power was the best food."

After a pause, the shaking angel continued to give us popular science: "Didn't I just say that the heaven is broken, and it is attached to the Dark Continent. It is gradually affected and assimilated by the laws of the Dark Continent, so we angels also need to eat to replenish their energy. A certain amount of energy, which is what you see in front of you."

"Does this mean that heaven will become more and more like the Dark Continent?"

"This is not necessarily true. After all, we were once part of a complete world, and we were a relatively complete part, and we were able to maintain some independence."

"Tsk, no wonder they keep losing power in the Dark Continent. They are probably being guarded against by the Dark Continent like they are moths."

I muttered this in a low voice. If I went a little further and let those angels hear it, the achievements of Tears Behind Bars would pop up in an instant.

"You can't say that. We have also contributed. Who do you think has been helping you resist the army of hell?" Ai Waer's sharp ears naturally couldn't have missed it. When she heard the words, she immediately raised her eyebrows and argued with reason.

"I don't deny this." I thought that even this shaky angel princess, and even her angel elder grandpa, may not know the background behind this war. I could only hum and humiliate, and was forced to admit this. a little.

"But why doesn't the Hell Clan lose power in the Dark Continent?"

"It's not because you humans committed suicide and opened the door to hell. The World Stone is the core of the Dark Continent. The Hell clan who came to the Dark Continent through the World Stone is equivalent to walking in through the front door in an open and honest manner. Naturally, they can't They will be ostracized and expelled by their masters."

Uh...how should I understand this? In fact, the Gate of Heaven is a pink and charming chrysanthemum? Angels like to use the back door?

"In other words, if you teleport from the Hell World to the Dark Continent through the World Stone, your power will not be lost?"

"Theoretically speaking, this is true, but it is difficult. The Hell Clan obviously knows this, and it is impossible for us to easily use their territory to borrow a way to the Dark Continent."

"What about now? Going from the Dark Continent to the Holy See Mountain, and then back to the Dark Continent from the Holy See Mountain, does that count as a clean slate?" I had an idea and transformed into a little clever guy.

"Don't take the world's will for a fool, and I don't agree with the word whitewashing."

"After all, you are still not welcome."

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I learned a lot of new and interesting knowledge today, but I still recorded my feud with Ai Waer in a small notebook, including the one I forgot to write down just now because I was surprised, and I also added it later.

The arrival of our group of outsiders also brought a...well, a breath of fresh air to the almost closed world of Paradise, at least I think so. The residents of the border guards did not know which town they were in, and they quickly discovered our group. We are rare visitors, but they probably got the notice. Although they were curious, they did not come forward to ask. Instead, they looked at us with curious and kind eyes, and then continued their business. Those who knew Aiwaer would say hello to Aiwaer, but It also suppresses curiosity very well.

It is warm and welcoming, but not obtrusive, so that first-time guests will not feel the pressure of sight.

To be honest, I still have a good impression of ordinary angels. Apart from being a bit rigid in personality and following rules and disciplines too much, their qualities are not much higher, such as kindness, justice, courage, honesty, and simplicity. These are the praises of angels in the Holy Book of Songs. , not as exaggerated as imagined.

Even the leader of Heaven, Mr. Wu, is very friendly and helpful, and never seems to be condescending or unattainable.

But a mouse excrement spoils the pot of soup. The ones above them claim to be chess players. They are obviously attached to the Dark Continent, but they are pointing the way to the mountains and rivers. They lightly try to manipulate the direction of history and decide the future of the Dark World. However, It's really annoying, even though they do have the status and strength to play chess.

Walking on the streets of the small town, I thought as I walked, what I felt most about this unexpected angel town in front of me was its neatness and discipline.

Identical houses, with white walls, red tiles, red chimneys, and European-style arched doors and windows, open at the same position and angle of the house, arranged neatly in rows, as if they were printed from the same mold, neat and refreshing.

Between the houses, there are tic-shaped streets and equally neatly arranged green shades. I think the width of each street and the distance between two trees should be the same, just like a Go board.

Even the rectangular stone tiles scattered and tiled on the ground are made of two and a half pieces, exactly the same.

There will be no odd-colored grids that are not enough for one step or two, making it difficult for people to step on. There will also be no barrier-free passages that are crooked and twisted, preventing people from walking in a straight line, and there will not be a piece of the neat arrangement that suddenly becomes crooked, as if Twisted stone bricks that embody the evil of the world.

Looking at it, the whole world seems to be square, neat and clean, and I can't bear to destroy it.

This is simply good news for mysophobia patients and a paradise for obsessive-compulsive disorder! (To be continued)