Chapter 87
"Well."
Han Fei was immediately embarrassed, wondering what Lemuen was up to now. Was she planning to act first and ask questions later?
After a brief hesitation, Han Fei decided to put the matter aside for now.
Lemuen hasn't made a decision yet, so there's really no need for him to rush things, is there?
Thinking of this, Han Fei walked out nonchalantly and returned to the restaurant to continue eating breakfast.
Soon, breakfast time ended, and Han Fei officially began the evacuation process—shutting down the power.
The good news is that the Pope is a man of integrity, and the process of pulling the gate at the Pontifical Hall went smoothly. The staff of the Pontifical Hall not only did not stop him, but also took Han Fei to the gate and let him pull it.
After successfully resolving the issue with the Pontifical Hall's gate, Han Fei returned to the cathedral.
He didn't rush to the underworld; instead, he went to find a pope first.
At that moment, the Pope was having breakfast. When he saw Han Fei coming over, he said with a smile, "Good morning, young man. Have you had breakfast? If not, I'll have someone make you one so you can try the cathedral's chef's cooking."
"No need, Your Holiness."
Han Fei shook his head repeatedly.
This old pope is good in every way, except his tastes are a bit strange.
The Cactus Tart that still leaves a deep impression on Han Fei is the work of this old pope.
"If you don't mind, please wait a little longer; I'll be finished eating soon," the Pope said.
"Certainly."
There was still plenty of time, so Han Fei wasn't in a hurry. He had more than two hours to evacuate, so there was no need to rush.
And he still remembered the little piece of paper Exusiai had given him.
Let alone 10 o'clock, there's still some time before 9:30, so there's no need to rush.
The old man ate his breakfast slowly and deliberately. After a while, he wiped his mouth and said, "Alright, have I kept you waiting long? Shall we go now?"
"Um, can we wait a little longer?"
Han Fei scratched his head. After pulling the switch, there were still five minutes to wait. It was only nine o'clock, so there was no rush.
"Alright."
The Pope responded, then turned and took a badge from a drawer. He slowly walked up to Han Fei and said, "This is a gift for you."
Han Fei took the badge and examined it; the gold background immediately confirmed that the badge was quite valuable.
More importantly, it's not just any ordinary gold badge in the game; it's a unique item.
[The Friendship of Pope Evangelista XI]
"Your Holiness, what is this?"
Han Fei was somewhat surprised and looked up at the Pope.
"This is a personal gift from me, representing Laterano's goodwill towards you," Evangelista XI said slowly. "I've noticed that you are also a gun-wielding warrior, but carrying a gun around the streets of Laterano is quite inconvenient, isn't it?"
"Uh, it's actually not bad."
Han Fei scratched his head. In his memory, there was an operator in the porridge who carried a Blacksteel replica weapon in Laterano, and he would be visited by Notarial Office staff from time to time.
But Han Fei didn't encounter that kind of treatment this time.
After all, he actually spent a lot of time playing jungle on the periphery this time.
That's the real outer perimeter, far from the main city of Laterano.
No matter how much the Notarial Office staff cared about the gun, they wouldn't go to the wilderness to cause trouble for Han Fei.
"Anyway, accept it."
Evangelista XI smiled kindly and said, "Wearing this signifies that you have become a guest of Laterano. The gates of Laterano will always be open to you, and you will be welcome back at any time. Everyone will treat you as an honored guest. If you encounter danger, wear this, Gun Knights will help you overcome your difficulties."
He paused, then earnestly added, "Of course, if you really break the Law, the Gun Knights won't bother you."
At this point, the Pope, like a playful old man, suddenly added, "Oh, by the way, wearing this badge gives you a discount on Cactus Tart at certain dessert shops. Seriously, the discount is quite substantial. I recommend the Stiwang District; there's an old shop there that makes Cactus Tart I absolutely love."
"Eat?"
Han Fei was immediately taken aback, thinking to himself, "What kind of Cactus Tart would satisfy the Pope's taste?!"
"Oh?"
The Pope noticed his expression and chuckled, "It seems you've already tried the Cactus Tart. How was it? Did you like it?"
Volume One: Chapter 124 Farewell and Return
After a brief hesitation, Han Fei frankly said, "I like to tell the truth, this isn't really to my taste."
"It seems she doesn't like it."
The Pope remained smiling; everyone has different tastes, and he naturally wouldn't force everyone to share his preference for fairy egg tarts.
Han Fei chatted with the Pope in the cathedral for a while, and only when it was almost time did he get up to pull the switch.
The old pope was still present this time, but the atmosphere was much better than last time.
The journey was uneventful, Han Fei successfully pulled the evacuation switch.
The next second, the familiar male voice announced something in Han Fei's ears once again.
At the same time, a cold, emotionless mechanical voice quietly emerged from the silent underground.
Wishing you all the best from now on...
"Eat?"
Han Fei was startled at first, then laughed and said, "Thank you for your kind words. By the way, could you predict for me what the probability is that I will touch the Heart of Africa next?"
The old pope, standing to the side, seemed completely unsurprised.
Han Fei, this young man, had already surprised him too much; the fact that the Law Mainframe was taking the initiative to bid him farewell was really nothing special.
Shortly after, the Law Mainframe responded.
[Probability is 100%]
"Is there really that much of a probability?"
Han Fei an eyebrow, thinking to himself, "Don't try to fool me. Countless people have fought every day and still haven't even touched the Heart of Africa."
The next second, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have missed a crucial detail when he asked the question, so he added, "How long will it take to touch the Heart of Africa?"
The Law Mainframe didn't keep Han Fei waiting long; in almost the blink of an eye, this massive machine from the previous civilization delivered its conclusion.
[Specific time: Unknown]
"Fine, I asked for nothing."
However, Han Fei wasn't particularly disappointed.
The mystery is part of the fun in tomb raiding.
After all, the unknown is what creates anticipation; conversely, if you already know exactly what you'll get before even entering the map, then there's no fun in it.
"Alright, I'm off. See you next time, pcs."
Looking forward to seeing you again.
Upon hearing the response from the PCS, Han Fei turned and left.
The old pope, standing to the side, looked at the cold, massive, futuristic circular matrix and unconsciously shook his head, sighing inwardly that people were indeed quite different.
Without saying much, he caught up with Han Fei.
After walking some distance, the old pope asked, "What is the Heart of Africa?"
"An extremely rare diamond," Han Fei explained casually. "It's incredibly valuable."
The old pope responded, unable to find any relevant record in his mind, but he still offered his best wishes. "Then, I wish you find that diamond soon."
Han Fei smiled and said, "Thank you for your kind words."
The old pope was indeed a gentle elder. He escorted Han Fei all the way to the cathedral entrance and watched him walk straight to the square in front of the cathedral before stopping, without leaving.
The garden square in front of the cathedral was the evacuation point for Laterano.
At that time, people came and went, Lemuen and her friends were just a tiny, insignificant group among them.
Mostima and Fiammetta were also present. Seeing Han Fei return, Mostima asked, "When are you leaving?"
Han Fei glanced at the countdown timer. "Three more minutes. We'll leave when the time is up."
"So short."
Mostima sighed softly, the distant smile on his face fading, his expression turning serious and solemn. "No matter what, you'll always be my friend. I wish you a safe journey ahead."
"That's right, have a safe trip," Fiammetta echoed.
"I wish you all the best." Han Fei smiled, then turned his gaze to Lemuen, his tone tinged with a mixture of helplessness and anticipation. "So, my dear An, can you give me an answer now?"
Lemuen's lips curved slightly, and she was about to speak softly, "My answer is..."
Before the words were even finished, a burst of intense and high-pitched rock music suddenly erupted!
The sudden noise abruptly cut off Lemuen's words. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the confessional cart on the street was the source of the music.
"These confessional vehicles...?"
Lemuen frowned slightly, a hint of displeasure at being interrupted flashing across her face, adding to her unease.
Mostima listened intently, expressionless. "This music... sounds familiar."
Upon hearing this, Lemuen immediately realized, "Wait! This is Xiao Le!" She quickly explained, "She mentioned to me before that she would play this rock song in front of the whole school on graduation day to announce that she Lemuen, has officially graduated."
"Uh..." Han Fei's heart sank suddenly.
--Damn it, is she going to pull that "act first, ask questions later" trick again?
The music from the confessional vans grew louder and louder, and the rhythm became more intense—it wasn't just one van that increased its volume, but rather more and more confessional vans joining this rock and roll frenzy.
One confessional van after another appeared around the square, an unusual occurrence that naturally alerted the cathedral guards.
However, the Laterano pedestrians in the square were not afraid at all; on the contrary, they were all very interested, and some even took out their own musical instruments and joined in the impromptu performance!
The guards were about to move, and even the Gun Knights were ready to step forward to stop them, but they were stopped by a gesture—Pope Evangelista XI raised his left hand and said gently, "No need to be nervous. It seems to be a lively young man, using this performance to bid farewell to our guests."
The guards stopped at the command, but their eyes remained fixed on the escort vehicle, ready for action.
Han Fei didn't notice the old pope's actions. Looking at the Laterano people engrossed in their activities, he couldn't help but twitch his lips slightly. "You Laterano people are really quite carefree."
The rousing music swelled, and a fiery red-haired girl leaped into view. She carried a guitar on her shoulder, her fingers flying across the strings, producing a powerful rhythm.
As the music reached its climax, Lemuen abruptly stopped playing, magically produced a microphone, and shouted into his mouth:
Good morning, everyone from Laterano!
The confessional vehicle's horn carried the girl's energetic voice throughout the square.
"Today is an incredibly happy day—I, Lemuen, have graduated from the St. Odo Comprehensive Academy!"
Not everyone in the nearby Sankta may know this 17-year-old girl, but at this moment, empathy becomes the most direct bridge.
The girl's overwhelming joy and excitement infected everyone like a tidal wave. Even strangers applauded enthusiastically to congratulate her on her graduation and to cheer for the performance.
Thank you! Thank you everyone!
Feeling the overwhelming emotions evoked by the empathetic feedback, Lemuen's smile widened. She bowed to the crowd and continued to declare:
"Moreover, today signifies that a brand new chapter is about to begin in my life!"
She took a deep breath, her voice rising even higher:
"I, Lemuen, am about to embark on a grand, unknown adventure—my own!"
"Please wish me luck! Lemuen's grand adventure--"
"Let's begin!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she placed the microphone on the confessional van beside her, slung her backpack and guitar over her shoulder, and ran straight towards the pink figure, shouting at the top of her lungs:
"Sis! Wait for me! I'm coming!"
The next second, the red figure shot into Lemuen's arms like a cannonball. The force of the impact caused Lemuen's upper body to arch backward sharply—
But she caught her younger sister steadily, without taking a single step back.