Don’t raise unruly people in extreme cold weather

Chapter 723: Dispelling the Snowstorm
Although a rescue team composed of autonomous robots was dispatched, Perfecto himself had no idea how much help it could bring to the settlements in the snowstorm.

Although she wanted to go to the disaster-stricken settlements in person and use her own abilities to solve the problems faced by the people in those settlements, she also knew that this was unrealistic.

No matter what, she is the Regent of the Empire and the Lord of the North. Such a high status is obviously not suitable for her to be on the most dangerous front line in person.

But it was also very difficult for Perfectot to stay in the lord's mansion waiting for reports from the front.

"Is there any latest news?" Perfect asked the old butler while eating breakfast at the breakfast table.

"There is no news worthy of attention at the moment. Although the scope of the affected settlements is expanding, the people in each settlement have entered the shelters in time. With the protection of the shelters, they currently do not have any major problems." The old housekeeper reported to Perfect while serving her a fruit dessert that came with breakfast.

Ironically, even in such a snowstorm, Perfect can still have a hearty breakfast, which includes not only meat, eggs, and milk, but also fresh fruits.

Strictly speaking, this is not because Perfect was extravagant and debauched. Although the greenhouse attached to the lord's mansion was specially built to provide her with a variety of fresh ingredients, which was a luxury in itself, the greenhouse was built in the name of technical verification.

Similar greenhouses have been built in all settlements. This was something that was implemented when Perfecto himself was in charge of the construction of various settlements and shelters in the North.

So although Perfect didn't feel that he could enjoy these things with peace of mind, he didn't have any psychological burden either.

Moreover, compared to what he eats, Perfect is more concerned about what the people in the disaster-stricken settlements eat.

If eating compressed biscuits can ensure that the residents of the settlement have enough food to eat, then she doesn't mind living a hard and simple life.

But doing so would not make the residents of the settlement live any better, and Perfect was naturally too lazy to do something that was no different from a political show.

And in a sense, only if Perfect eats well, sleeps well and rests well can more people eat well, sleep well and rest well.

While eating the dessert carefully prepared by the chef, Perfect did not make things difficult for her old housekeeper, even though the inexplicable anxiety in her heart made her want to do something.

However, the old housekeeper noticed Perfect's anxiety, so he comforted her, "Miss, you need to adjust your mood. Such anxiety will not help solve the problem.

Your grandfather once said that in every major war, you need to remain calm and composed. Any excessive emotions will not help you win.

My advice may not be right, but you should adjust your emotions, whether it is venting or something else, you should not continue to be so anxious. "

Following the old butler's advice, Perfect finished the dessert in his hand, put down the spoon, took a deep breath, and sighed helplessly: "I know that my anxiety is useless, but I really can't calm down, Grandpa Afu."

"Maybe you should go for a walk in the garden? The raging snowstorm has had a huge impact everywhere. This is not a problem you can solve alone, unless you are a god and can dispel the snowstorm." The old butler looked at Perfect's expression and could only persuade him as much as possible.

However, after listening to the old butler's suggestion, Perfect's eyes suddenly lit up, and he asked the old butler: "Grandpa Ah Fu, what did you say just now?"

"Miss, you should go for a walk in the garden..." The old butler didn't understand, but still repeated what he said.

"Not this sentence, but the next one! The sentence after you said that it is not a problem that I can solve alone!" Perfect looked at his old butler with burning eyes, as if he had caught some inspiration.

"Unless you are a god, young lady, you can dispel this snowstorm." The old butler repeated what he had said.

"That's it! I figured it out!" Perfect jumped up from his chair happily, hugged his old butler, and rushed to the laboratory. Seeing Perfect's excitement, the old butler was a little confused, but still smiled with satisfaction.

At least Perfect wasn't fighting herself anymore, so what she did next wasn't that important.

In Foster's opinion, as long as Perfecto was happy, she could do whatever she wanted.
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Back in his laboratory, Perfect recorded the inspiration he had captured.

"Become a god and dispel the blizzard"

In one word, it represents two different research directions.

Becoming a god is not impossible according to Perfect's research.

She has analyzed the existence of divinity and gods, and has dissected gods herself. It can be said that she has a deep enough understanding of gods.

It can even be said that if Perfecto wants, she can take the step of becoming a god at any time.

Whether it is divinity or faith, they are all readily available to Perfect. Even in the North itself, there are countless people who worship her and even believe in her.

The people of the North have great respect and even fanatically worship this lord who saved them at the end of the world.

In other words, Perfect was unwilling to do so. If she wanted to, at least one-tenth of the people in the North would become her fanatical followers, and seven or eight out of ten of the remaining people would also be her true believers.

But Perfect was very dismissive of this road.

If she wanted to become a deity, she could have done it long ago when the God of War met her in person.

It can even become a very high-level god, second only to the main god.

These were all promised to her by the God of War, but Perfect chose to draw the sword of rebellion and rejected the God of War.

If Perfect chose to become a god, she felt that she would be betraying the promise she had made and would no longer be worthy of possessing the sword of rebellion.

Since he had given up the option of becoming a god, it was obvious what choice he should make.

"Dispel the blizzard? Although I have an idea, how can I dispel it?" Perfect fell into deep thought. This is not something that can be done easily.

For Perfect, it would not be difficult if it was just to change the weather in a city.

But this blizzard covered the entire North, and it was not something that could be easily affected.

To achieve this was no less than turning the world upside down for Perfectot.

(End of this chapter)