Secret: Those years when I was a foreign aid for the Aurora Club

639

"Intis's economy is declining. This level of decline may require state intervention, and the employment rate is also falling..."

The True Creator is thinking divergently. The current situation in the country is basically stable, and the church's blood change is almost completed. It is difficult for Him to find some time to observe the current situation in Intis, and by the way, understand the current market changes through the people's prayers. ——Because of the issue of faith change, some devout believers who cannot accept it have chosen to leave with their faith, and most people in Intis care more about whether the Church of the Creator will be better or worse than the Church of the Eternal Sun. Some.

The current answer is that the Church of the Creator is better.

Although people have a relatively high level of acceptance that those who do evil will go to hell and those who do good will go to heaven (and even laugh and think that it should be the case), the public disclosure of extraordinary existence did cause some panic in the country. Fortunately, the church's control is in place, and in the While clearing out nests of witches one after another from Trier and across the country, many hidden gatherings of Beyonders were banned in one fell swoop.

The church uses extraordinary means to identify these wild Extraordinaries. Those with suitable personalities are admitted into the church to become non-staff members and then inspected. Those who are not suitable are restored on the spot, and a large number of characteristics and extraordinary items are brought under the management of the church.

This move destroyed the normal Extraordinary ecology of Intis, removed the informants of a large number of secret organizations, and almost cut off the channels for wild Extraordinary people. However, it also successfully maintained public security, made the Extraordinary public and standardized, and removed them from urban legends. It has become the consensus of the people.

The church now has sufficient resources to cultivate extraordinary people of multiple pathways, but due to the constraints of the times and technology, although the True Creator wants to cultivate some medium and high-sequence storm pathways as soon as possible to generate electricity, in fact, the most popular vote in the church is "farming" By".

In various previous disasters, the country's already not abundant marine resources have been severely hit, and some fields and mountains along the coast that could have been used for normal production have also been polluted. If the true Creator does not take the initiative to purify, then Intis will not be able to survive this year. Food production will plummet, the country will have to rely on imported food to feed its citizens, and a large number of poor people will starve to death in various cities and villages.

"Please clean it up before you leave."

The abyss eroded reality and left a mess. It was a good thing that not many people died.

"Let's go back and contact Frank, who is very thoughtful... According to the report submitted by Klein, the survivors who can be contacted in the Eastern Continent have accepted Frank's works well. If those mushrooms are acceptable, let's inspect the land again. Under such circumstances, we can gradually increase the production of wheat flour and chicken mashed potatoes and gradually deliver it..."

"...Of course, the most important thing is to wait until Klein has the ability to bring them out."

Klein has been in Sequence 4 for a month, and it seems that his mentality has not changed yet... The True Creator frowned and continued to answer the prayer.

Some businessmen are worried about whether the Church of the Creator will continue the unspoken rules they had with the Eternal Sun Church because the new church has shown too tough an attitude, and their bodyguards and subordinates, those who control the situation in the extraordinary hidden world, The wild Extraordinaries who have the power of life and death for most people are now being beaten one by one by the church until they cry for their fathers and mothers. After losing its backer, the industry that originally relied on the church to turn a blind eye and generate huge profits was forced to shut down.

The Church has no time to take care of these people for the time being, and will sort them out when we have time.

There are quite a lot of things that Feifan can solve, other than that there are only people's livelihood issues.

"There is no better way to develop during the war. Let's first see if the Solar Panels of the Church of Steam have been developed."

The True Creator responded to his prayers for a while, and issued an oracle to several of the more important priests in the church. The position of the Pope of the church is still vacant. Although it is not known whether there will be a Pope, the priests who have just been promoted to Sequence 3 are all Full of energy.

As soon as this idea came into his mind, a familiar prayer came over him.

"Your pressure plan was relatively successful. The witch successfully conveyed her last words and instigation to the people of Loen."

The devil's unhurried voice came from the prayer, and it seemed that there was something in his words. The True Creator immediately felt that something was not good.

"The Kingdom of Loen sent troops to suppress it?"

"A little more severe than repression."

The devil said: "You successfully aroused the anger of the people and put pressure on the country, but George III is amazing. He brought in the airships from the Fusac Empire to attack and bombed the parade crowd. Now Backlund has no Angry people."

On the streets of Backlund, Edward looked at the black stains on the ground and said with a complicated mood and a want to laugh:

"I think my idea is right. Human beings can actually surpass demons in terms of diversity."

It took the real Creator's brain a full second to process the information just now. His vision connected with the eye that was with Edward. He looked at the ruins and deserted streets in front of him in disbelief. Raised the voice:

"George III brought in airships to bomb the parade crowds?"

"That's right."

The death toll exceeds a thousand. If you reach out and grab a handful in the air, you can catch a handful of resentful spirits and residual resentment. Edward took a breath, feeling that the concentration of unwillingness and pain here was completely beyond the limit. He was about to leave this blood-filled street, but in fact there was not much blood. Suddenly, his face straightened, and he said to the true Creator solemnly and sonorously:

"I'm going to morally kidnap you now. If you hadn't wanted to spread the word about the witch, how could the victims of Backlund have gathered together? If they hadn't gathered together, they wouldn't have been sent flying. All the people on the boat were killed, even if they were really bombed, they should not all be dead, so it was you who killed so many people, ally, please repent!"

"I think you are bored."

The True Creator sneered: "Why don't you blow up the airship and say something sarcastic about me? Then let me ask you, how is Klein doing now?"

"Maybe he suffered some psychological damage. I think he has been here alone for a long time, and he doesn't look normal."

"He happens to be nearby?"

"I wasn't there at first, but I passed by later."

The True Creator was silent for a moment: "What did he do after he came?"

"I did what I could."

Edward said cogently and without any fluctuations: "He cleaned up the troubled people in the crowd, saved some people who almost encountered a stampede, and then protected the surrounding crowd."

"Then?"

"Then Fusac's bombing came," Edward said. "Klein looked for survivors for a while, but when he couldn't find any, he left. He probably had other things to do."

There was silence between the two for a few seconds.

"It is true that we have done everything we can, and we have indeed done everything we can, right?" The devil asked, "Then are you satisfied, ally?"

"...There's nothing wrong with it." The True Creator said.

He was silent for another second and changed the topic:

"Come back, Fusac will not miss this opportunity. The war will become more and more intense in the future. Don't stay there any longer. Get ready and go to the Eastern Continent at the end of this week."

640

Backlund, Queens, in the study of the Hall family.

After returning home, the Hall family, who had been tense all the way, finally relaxed. Mrs. Caitlin hurriedly took Audrey to change clothes. She saw Audrey's disheveled clothes, and half of her skirt was torn and trailing. The countess, who had always been elegant, almost fainted at the sight of her feet.

"Oh my God, honey, your shoes!"

Even though Audrey carefully hid it, her mother discovered the shoe with one heel broken. Mrs. Caitlin hugged her youngest daughter distressedly: "Dear Audrey, we really shouldn't have let you go to the foundation alone..."

Audrey recalled that the heel seemed to have been broken when she fell on the road.

However, high-heeled shoes were originally very inconvenient when escaping. They got stuck in the cracks of broken bricks several times. The extraordinary body control prevented them from falling frequently on the road. After cutting it off, it is still inconvenient to move it up and down, and there is no feeling at all.

She quickly said: "No, Mom, I am already a mid-level Extraordinary. This time it is an emergency. I am the director of the foundation. This is also my first job. I have to participate."

Lady Catelyn held her daughter in her arms and gently stroked her silky blond hair:

"You're right, honey, but you may have to work somewhere else in the future."

Audrey breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "That's great, Mom, 22 Paisfield Street has been destroyed. We need a new office building. I have some suggestions..."

Mrs. Caitlin paused, then changed the subject a little stiffly: "We'll talk about these things later, my dear."

"You change your clothes first, and then we go to the study. Dad has something to say to us."

With that said, she let go of her daughter and called the dressing maid to bring up comfortable home clothes.

Audrey was a little surprised. Looking at her mother's expression, she vaguely felt that the development of things seemed a little different from her imagination. She nodded silently, raised her arms, and began to put on clothes that she could not put on by herself with the help of the maid.

One, two, three... Audrey counted her clothes. The torn and dirty clothes were replaced one by one, and they would be thrown away directly. The petticoats, bustles, corsets, and outer skirts were put on one by one. The loose hair was tied up again, the exquisite jewelry was put on one by one, and Audrey became Miss Hall again.

She felt herself getting heavier little by little, and seemed to feel the weight of "respectability" intuitively.

A smile gradually appeared on the mother's face, and she finally became the familiar look in everyone's memory.

"The kitchen is preparing dinner, honey, let's go to the study first." Mrs. Caitlin took her daughter's arm with a smile and led her into the main hall. "You can eat more today. If you have any desserts you want to eat, you can tell the kitchen ."

"Okay, Mom." Audrey had no choice but to hide her emotions and show the same sweet smile as before.

They walked along the stairs of their home to the study, and after receiving permission, opened the door and entered.

Earl Hall and Hibbert seemed to be discussing something. Seeing them come in, Hibbert finally breathed a sigh of relief and nodded to his sister with a smile.

"The current situation..." Earl Hall sighed after hearing this.

He suddenly mentioned an unrelated matter: "Audrey, how are you getting along with your pen pal recently?"

Audrey, who had just sat down, did not expect that her father would suddenly ask her questions. She thought about it and answered truthfully:

“She gave me a lot of helpful advice and invited me to her home.”

Earl Hall twirled his beautiful mustache, Hibbert also relaxed a little, and Audrey looked at them strangely.

"Dad, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing, honey."

Earl Hall gently comforted his daughter, and then said: "Audrey, it may be cruel to say this, but you may have to end your work as a director of the foundation. We may have to move, to Intis, begin a new life."

"But it's okay. You will have a new foundation and new friends. Our lives will not be affected at all."

move place?

Audrey didn't react for a while.

Moving to Intis?

"Dad, are you considering surrendering?" Hibbert asked in surprise.

Earl Hall nodded lightly and sighed again: "How could I not consider this situation now?"

"At that time, you will be the new Earl Hall."

Audrey listened to the conversation between her brother and her father. She opened her mouth and could not hold back her surprised voice: "Are we leaving Loen? Dad? Why are we leaving?"

Leave Loen? No more foundation? Many of the people we support have just suffered bombings. They are in desperate need of food and jobs, and some of their family members have even been killed. If I leave at this time, wouldn't it be equivalent to letting them...?

No, we are nobles of Loen, why should we go to Intis?

Isn’t there loyalty among the noble virtues?

In front of his daughter, Earl Hall didn't want to speak too directly, so he chose a more roundabout and euphemistic statement:

"None of us knows how long the war will last, and Rune is in danger, and each of us is in danger."

"I've already lost a child and I don't want to lose you again."

When Alfred was mentioned, the three of them all fell silent. Even Audrey became depressed and did not question her father again.

"The battlefield has lasted for so long, and many of them have died. Many fields have been abandoned, and prices in the city have skyrocketed. There must be a strong demand for food, pasture, and woodland. Plus, I am in Intissuchit. The shares in the bank, as well as part of the shares in Bavart Bank and Backlund Bank, should be able to buy them off. Haha, at this time, only if this requirement is met before we can talk about kinship."

Intis and Roen often have marriages, and many nobles are relatives, especially the believers of Steam.

Hibbert was very excited when he heard this, but also quite puzzled:

"Dad, what about you?"

Earl Hall replied with a wry smile:

"Your mother and I are both devout believers and have a certain status in the church. When Loen falls and the church is destroyed, if we are still unwilling to leave the front office, the ending will not be happy."

Having said this, he comforted his eldest son:

"As long as the Hall family is still there, the title is still there, and there is not much loss of core assets, we will not have a miserable old age. After you convert to steam, remember to prepare a secret prayer room for us at home."

While they were talking, Audrey sat beside her mother blankly, listening to the conversation between her father and brother like an outsider.

She suddenly thought of something and asked her mother in a low voice:

"Mom, who is my pen pal? Isn't she just a lady whose family is engaged in charity? Who is she?"

Lady Catelyn glanced at her husband and son, and whispered to her daughter:

"You will meet her later, Audrey, don't be nervous. She will be your new friend and our new friend."

Once Loen is defeated and his family flees to another country, they will have to live under someone else's roof and lose most of their property, leaving only their livelihood and losing their decent life. Even if we can make a comeback, it will be difficult to go back to the way we were before... maybe this is all good.

She looked at her beautiful daughter and sighed secretly.

…

"Monsieur Dantès."

Richardson, who was promoted to housekeeper's assistant, did not find the valet Enuni, so he took the initiative to knock on the door outside the study and called to his employer: "Mr. Dantès, dinner is ready. Please go to the restaurant to eat."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

The gentle voice of his employer came from the door. Richardson responded, turned and left.

Klein put down the paper crane in his hand and took a deep breath. His face squirmed for a moment and turned into that of Dwayne Dantès.

He just stared at the paper cranes for a long time, thinking that if he used the "restart" ability revealed by "Mercury Snake" Will Asceptin on those marching people, would they Go back to your home and end this parade.

"No, it's useless. People's resentment will not stop. Even if they are allowed to go back, it will only be brewing for the second or third time."

Klein took another deep breath.

His luck was good, or Benson and Melissa's luck was good. Although they were delayed for a while on the road, when he arrived at the West District, both brother and sister had safely evacuated into the underground area and were not injured. Klein hid in the crowd and secretly protected them until the bombing was over, then returned to 160 Burklund Street.

A deep sense of anger and powerlessness welled up in his heart. He shook his head vigorously, trying to shake off the negative emotions temporarily, but to no avail.

He was neatly dressed and went downstairs to dine as usual. After dinner, Klein washed up as usual, went to bed, and stayed silent all night.

The next morning.

During breakfast, Walter, the dedicated butler, still brought today's latest Backlund Morning News. Klein cut the pie with a spoon and opened the newspaper.

He saw the announcement issued by George III in the name of Emperor Loen.

"...I express my deep condolences for the tragedy that happened in Backlund yesterday. The members of the cult who call themselves the 'Witch Sect' have instigated the people with lies that distorted reality and made them commit all kinds of chaotic and unreasonable behaviors, which has brought great sorrow to Backlund. It caused a huge disaster.”

"...I am very heavy to tell you that our people suffered huge losses in Fusac's attack."

"Did Fusak just bombard us with lives? No, our soldiers guarded the border and protected our people with their lives and blood... We lost too many lives that they could have had A better life was lost in the war,"

"Fusac destroyed it all."

Klein calmly read the text on this page. He let go of his hand, and a twisted iron ball slipped from his palm.

He suddenly became interested in the Sequence 3 potion formula.

TBC

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Will try tomorrow to get back to normal.

happy New Year!