Resurrection Empire

Chapter 1495: Chapter 562: New Heights, The Earl’s Ennoblement Recorded in History (Part 3)

At this moment, her gaze was looking down from a high vantage point, seemingly focused on a certain position on the high platform.

While Ren Zhong was still in confusion, the citizens of Marquis Zhenjiang suddenly erupted in cheers akin to a landslide and tsunami.

The cheers soared to the sky, almost deafening everyone.

Ren Zhong immediately had an answer in his heart.

This woman was none other than the Marquis Zhenjiang herself, and it was her, not Qiqi, the bionic body.

Nobody could have imagined that the Marquis Zhenjiang would personally attend his ennoblement ceremony.

Ren Zhong had studied the relevant history of the Marquis Zhenjiang, and for reasons unknown, this contemporary legend hadn’t appeared in public for a full hundred thousand years, not visible to the populace.

If it weren’t for the unwavering loyalty of the Louis family, the Marquis Zhenjiang herself would broadcast a televised speech once every few thousand years, and the Imperial Family never expressed any stance, with rumors even suggesting she had already fallen.

Because the Marquis Zhenjiang never showed up, various conspiracy theories, though never rampant, were nonetheless under constant suppression.

But now, after a hundred thousand years, she appeared again in front of her people in person, not through networked television speeches.

The past whispers and rumors were shattered, plunging countless loyal citizens into euphoria.

Previously, the Marquis Zhenjiang commanded all the citizens in Wangjiang City to swarm out and create momentum for Earl Red Blade’s ennoblement ceremony.

Though the people executed her orders without fail, since some in high positions were puzzled by it, naturally, there were ordinary folks who harbored dissatisfaction.

But now, that discontent vanished instantly.

Because among the thousands of people standing on both sides of Nianxiang Avenue and in the huge square, most had never been this close to the Marquis in their lifetime.

Pushing the time back, their ancestors, and their ancestors’ ancestors...

For one hundred thousand years, their forebears had not been able to see the Marquis in person for a hundred thousand years.

On Earth, a hundred thousand years would suffice for humans to evolve from primitive, primitive beings to a high-tech society.

Even if the Marquis Zhenjiang only made a simple appearance, it truly carried a heavy sense of history.

After a moment, this woman finally arrived directly in front of Ren Zhong.

Seeming unaccustomed to making expressions due to the long absence of face-to-face interaction, she only slightly bent her mouth, barely managing a smile.

She said, "Hello, Earl Red Blade, Ren Zhong."

Ren Zhong was briefly lost in a daze, looking at her, not responding immediately.

His eyes rudely focused on the face of the Marquis Zhenjiang, as if wishing to transform into a scanner, to engrave her face into his heart with nanoscopic precision.

The reason Ren Zhong was so shocked was that when he first saw her at a close distance, he almost thought his eyes deceived him, thinking the person before him was Chen Hanyu.

So much so that in an instant, his mind filled with a fanciful drama.

But as he calmed down and looked carefully again, he realized he was mistaken.

The Marquis Zhenjiang and Chen Hanyu were comparable in beauty, but their facial compositions and personal demeanor were vastly different.

Beauty.

A beauty that was stunning.

Her grace compared equally to Chen Hanyu’s true countenance, yet paired with her uniquely jelly-like translucent skin and supported by an indescribable noble aura, her elegance even surpassed Chen Hanyu.

"The reason I mistook her for Chen Hanyu is probably because at the pinnacle of aesthetic beauty, there’s an uncanny convergence of different paths in human physiological structure."

"Earl Red Blade, what are you saying?" The Marquis Zhenjiang took a step forward, leaning slightly closer, asking in a low voice.

Ren Zhong then suddenly snapped to attention. I was out of line, speaking my thoughts aloud.

"No... nothing." He quickly gathered his thoughts, turned away, and adopted a respectful posture, "Greetings to the Marquis."

The Marquis Zhenjiang acknowledged with a hum, yet said, "Time is tight, I won’t engage in pleasantries. If you have anything to say later, you can tell Qiqi."

After speaking, she raised her hand, and a High Rank Deacon had already approached, holding an antique wooden box in both hands.

The Marquis Zhenjiang delicately pressed her slender jade finger on the box, slowly opening the lid to reveal a purple robe inside.

Immediately, she personally picked up the purple robe, flinging it open with a sudden swing.

Then she moved to Ren Zhong’s side, holding the shoulders of the long robe in both hands, draping it over Ren Zhong’s back.

Ren Zhong stood there, stunned.

What is happening?

As he stiffened all over, the Marquis Zhenjiang walked in front of him again, fastening the hidden clasp at his neck, then turned and took out two epaulets from the wooden box, placing them on his shoulders.

These two epaulets were originally designed by Ren Zhong himself, one side featuring an integrated circuit of a chip, the other a gear, now just with an added three purple glows.

The boasts Ren Zhong once made to the old fuddy-duddies had become reality.

Now he truly was from a noble family represented by chips and gears.