The red moon returns

Chapter 452 Fame
After the irrelevant people left, Lynch concealed almost nothing. Except for the part about his understanding of the nature of strange objects and dreams, which was stopped by the audience, he revealed all his experiences of the past five days.

Looking back, although these five days seemed to be uneventful, in fact, every step was full of dangers and we were on the verge of failure at any time. We were lucky to come out alive, and it was not easy to finally come out with the human-faced fruit.

But he succeeded in the end and returned home with seven human-faced fruits.

There were enough of them, and each one was plump and juicy. They looked fresher than the one on Lynch's neck, and their medicinal effects must be better than that one.

According to Ms. Nightingale, the medicine can be produced immediately, and the first effective medicine will be available in a few days. Over a long period of time afterwards, countless people will be saved by it.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it benefits all people. As the leader, the Church of Suffering has spent countless manpower, material resources and financial resources, but it will also gain a large number of believers, which is enough to make up for the cost. As for Lynch, as the executor, although it is not convenient to publicize it too much to avoid diluting the faith gained by Fiona, the Lord of Suffering, at least...

Hmm? Lynch found that Ms. Nightingale's expression was a little strange.

"In fact, your name is now known to the top leaders of most forces. They all know what you have done for them." The old woman smiled like a fox looking at a chicken. "There is no way. Someone spread your story, and it spread very quickly. It almost spread to the three continents within a few days. Well... I guess from now on, except for those wild places in the New World, no matter where you go, you will be treated well."

Isn't this an increase in the reputation of the entire force?
Unless I commit suicide on my own initiative, I will be able to travel freely around the world like Ms. Nightingale, and people in most places will treat me with respect. Tsk, it feels good, but what's going on?
Lin Qi wiped the corner of his mouth and said with a grin: "Whoever did this is really nosy. I will criticize him."

The old woman smiled and said, "Me."

"???" Although he was almost choked to death by his saliva, Lin Qi immediately straightened his face and said seriously, "You are wrong. In order to protect this world and ordinary people, shouldn't I take a little risk and do something insignificant? Why did you help me publicize it? Doesn't this reduce my dedication? You are wrong. Don't do this again in the future."

"Okay, I accept the criticism and will definitely correct it." The old lady said sincerely, "I'll send a correction later and say it was a misunderstanding before. You didn't do anything?"

"Ahem, there's no need to change it so thoroughly. Such a casual change will definitely affect your reputation, and it will also have a negative impact on Ms. Fiona. Forget it, forget it, just leave it like this, I reluctantly accept it." Lin Qi laughed dryly and said, "But is this really good? Of course it's good for me, I'm very satisfied, no, I'm very scared, but for the church and Ms. Fiona..."

"We are grateful that you have good intentions towards the church and are willing to suffer losses to help. But that is your own decision. We can accept it, but we cannot take it for granted or accept it so calmly. The church is indeed very poor, and I am reluctant to give you equal benefits, but we are not so poor that we need to monopolize the credit of you children. Your credit is yours, and no one can take it away."

The old woman stopped joking and said seriously:

"Of course, if you feel touched, I wouldn't mind donating a few hundred Rand pounds. I heard that you have more than fifty pounds of assets now, and..."

Lin Qi broke out in a cold sweat and shook his head vigorously: "Absolutely not, that's a rumor."

Ms. Nightingale sighed regretfully and added: "Besides, this is also the will of the Lord."

"Ok?"

"Lady Fiona thinks you need these, and is willing to share them with you. Maybe they don't mean much to you now, but you will need them in the future."

Lin Qi was stunned, and then he remembered the white shadow that appeared in his consciousness at the beginning.

'Neighbor, is it for you?'

[Yeah, it’s okay]

That's a relief. Lin Qi has always been considerate and doesn't like to make things difficult for others, especially when others offer him benefits, of course he will accept them with pleasure.

However, the information brought back by Lynch and his team cast a shadow over the whole thing. Although the drug had not yet been developed, based on Ms. Nightingale's experience, Lynch's concerns were not unfounded and it was likely to be ineffective for people who had already started to develop the disease.

But at least the people who were bitten would not die as long as they took medicine in time. This was enough to curb the trend of the plague turning into a world-destroying disaster. At most, hundreds of thousands of primary patients would die. The number was terrifying, but for people like Nightingale, it was an acceptable loss.

Therefore, this is not even bad news. Since the defect is known in advance, there is time to find a solution. Even if no solution is found, you can be mentally prepared in advance. It is good news no matter how you look at it.

So, everyone was happy.

I declined several invitations to celebration banquets, and made an appointment with President Gurman of the Arcane Seminar to visit the Arcane Tower later to hand over the arcane knowledge I heard from Doctor Sven. I also accepted the invitation from the spy leader Baron Bolvar on behalf of Princess Sophia to meet. After that, of course...

Of course everyone went back to their own homes. This was not the time to do whatever they wanted, even though Lynch really wanted to.

Poor Officer Natalie was caught by Mr. V on the spot. She was told to write a report and submit it to the headquarters as soon as possible. But looking at the gossipy looks on the faces of the watchmen, it was easy to guess what kind of report they wanted to see. On the other side, a group of women had already surrounded the blushing Countess, chattering louder than the human-faced fruit. Alas, Diana, it's not that I don't want to save you, but you'd better pray for yourself.

As for Judy, she had already slipped away when he was reporting just now.

In short, all the tasks of this trip were completed successfully, and Lynch finally felt relaxed. After making an appointment with the two girls to meet tomorrow to go to the Mystic Tower together, he took a ride from the Church of Suffering and returned to the long-lost Rhine City.

As soon as he approached Charles Square, Lynch realized something was wrong.

Next to the dilapidated old buildings in the area near the square, there were now many strong men in work clothes, who were obviously craftsmen from the Hall of Craftsmen.

These people walked around the square in groups, pointing at the buildings, and no one knew what they were discussing until they got off the carriage near Charles Square and caught a few kids running around and asked them. Only then did they learn that the city government had introduced a policy in recent days to renovate dilapidated buildings in the King's District.

According to official statements, those senior city government officials believe that poor citizens are also citizens of the kingdom and they must be responsible for their lives and safety. Some buildings in the King's District are now too dangerous to live in. The masters cannot bear to see citizens get hurt, so the city government funded the renovation of high-risk buildings.

Of course, there is also a slightly more normal but less official explanation. It is said that a big shot appeared in the King District and insisted on not moving away. In order to show goodwill to this big shot and to prevent other big shots who come into contact with this person from always seeing the dilapidated King District in the future, the city government specially approved this project.
As Lynch listened, his expression became more and more subtle.

I feel a little emotional. Since coming to this world, every choice I make has a subtle influence on everything around me.

It's a strange feeling.

"So, Sir Leviev, everyone who knows about this is very grateful to you."

As the voice reached my ears, I felt someone hugging me around my waist. When I turned around, I saw a head of brilliant golden hair.

After not seeing her for a few days, Mrs. Maggie is still as beautiful as ever, and the pendant on her waist is still as annoying as ever.

The blonde landlady smiled softly and knelt slightly.

"Welcome home, sir."

Lynch picked up little Martha and smiled brightly: "Well, I'm back."

(End of this chapter)