Witch Monastery

Even in the summer when there was a typhoon, she had never seen such heavy rain. Moreover, it was winter, and she was very afraid that the rain would suddenly turn into hail and fall.

Although the hail could not destroy the monastery's house, the fear still lingered in the little girl's heart.

Hearing the sound of him coming down the stairs, Die and Lisa turned their heads to look over. Die had obviously heard Andre's voice, so she whispered, "Father is going to rescue people? Do you have a plan?"

Hawthorne nodded: "Well, I still have some resources left. We can build a few new dormitories. Then we will go find the poor people who fell into the water, bring them here, and resettle them as best as possible."

"Although the entire slum is so large and our manpower is very limited, but..."

He sighed: "If we can save one, then that's one."

Just as he finished speaking, the study door opened and several nuns walked in one after another. Andreni was holding Iris in her arms, looking like a young mother.

Hawthorne took a deep breath and began to arrange the tasks. He said, "Heidi, Jutta, Tribis, Celine, Nidalee, the five of you go to the slums and look for people whose houses have collapsed and are now homeless or even washed away by the water. Save as many as you can."

"Andre, stay here with Lisa, and use your bug to keep in touch with all of us."

"Die, you stay here too. Oh, I have a task for you first. Go and bring Marlena over. She should be alone in the sewing shop now. It's not safe there."

"Ekta, you follow me first, and we'll go build some new shelters. Once they're built, I'll go rescue people, and you'll find a way to build a stove in each shelter."

He arranged them one by one, and made appropriate arrangements based on the characteristics of each witch.

Ekta naturally couldn't go out in the rain to save people. As the witch of fire, she was most afraid of such rainy nights: she was more afraid than the burrowing demon insects, and she might even die directly, being extinguished by the heavy rain.

Andnie couldn't go either. Although this witch had begun to consciously train her abilities, it hadn't been effective yet: her strength was still weak and she couldn't cope with such a harsh external environment, let alone save people.

As for the butterfly...

She is really not good at moving at high speed. If she goes out, the efficiency will be too low. It is better to let her stay in the monastery, where she will be of greater use later.

Chapter 310 Shelter

After arranging this circle, Hawthorne continued, "Any other questions?"

Cuibisi immediately raised her hand: "Lord...Father, are you going to save people too?"

Hawthorne nodded: "Of course, I will go after the new shelter is built."

Cui Bisi frowned immediately: "It's raining so hard outside, and the water is

It's too dangerous to rush. Let's go, and you just stay here."

On the side, Yuta immediately nodded: "Yes, I think so too."

On the other side, Heidi and Celine also nodded repeatedly, very reluctant for him to take risks. However, Hawthorne's attitude was very firm: "It's okay for me, I am now a fourth-ring spellcaster after all."

"Besides, one more person can always bring more efficiency, um..."

As he said this, his eyes fell on Celine, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind.

"Shilin," he called out, "Can you use your ability to directly monitor the entire slum and accurately see where there are collapsed houses and civilians who have fallen into the water?"

Celine frowned, then turned her head and looked at the endless rain outside the window.

“No.” She shook her head. “The water vapor is too severe. The light is severely distorted. Even if I were lucky enough to see the person who fell into the water, it would most likely be in the wrong place.”

Well, it seems that the search and rescue work still needs to be confirmed in person.

"Let's get started," he continued, "Ekta, follow me!"

As he said that, he walked quickly outside, pushed open the study door and walked out.

As soon as he went out, the sound of rain that was blocked by the wall suddenly hit his ears, crackling and impacting his hearing, making him almost unable to hear any other sounds for a while.

Even though there was a fairly complete drainage system, the muddy rainwater still accumulated in the monastery to a depth of nearly half a meter, almost reaching Hawthorne's calves.

Looking from afar, the heavy rain created countless splashes in the water, accompanied by strong winds and rolling waves, like a vast ocean.

Facing this scene, the nuns were not panicked at all. Heidi was especially not panicked. She was originally a witch from the deep sea. The more water there was, the more she felt at ease. She could fully exert her strength, even for a long time.

If she was not afraid that her original form was too distorted and hideous, and ordinary people would go insane at the sight of it, she would even want to change back to her original form and swim in this monastery that had turned into an ocean, or even in the entire slum.

However, even if she didn't change back to her original form, her abilities would be greatly enhanced in this scenario.

She walked straight into the rain, stepped her feet into the water without any cover, and let the huge raindrops hit her body. However, her nun's uniform did not show any signs of getting wet. Instead, it seemed as if she had merged with the rainstorm and was indistinguishable from it.

She quickly walked out of the monastery to complete the mission assigned to her by Hawthorne. After her, Jutta and Cuibisi used magic to protect their bodies and walked out quickly.

Nidalee used wilderness magic to transform into a small fish, and swam outside while swinging her tail; the most impressive one was Shireen, whose body turned into a stream of light and flew directly out of the monastery from the sky.

Looking at their figures going away, Hawthorne prayed for them in his heart, hoping that everything would go well. Then, he took out a large black raincoat and a pair of black high-top rain boots from his dimension bag and put them on.

After everything was done, he turned his head and looked at Ekta beside him: "We have to build a shelter on the other side of the monastery. Can this level of rain be tolerated?"

Looking at the continuous rain and the vast sea of ​​water outside, Ekta's face was a little ugly. After a while, she shook her head frantically: "No, Master, with such heavy rain, I will either drown or get soaked to death..."

As she said this, she couldn't help but feel guilty. This was the first time Hawthorne needed her, but because of her original body, she behaved so disappointingly.

Hawthorne sighed, then opened the arms of his raincoat and hugged her in his arms: "I'll hold you, let's go!"

As he said this, he had already put his arm between her legs and held her in his arms like a princess: "Remember to wrap your raincoat and hide from the rain. I'm leaving now!"

As he spoke, he took a step and stepped into the deep water in the yard. Huge raindrops hit his raincoat with a crackling sound, and the freezing cold water washed over his boots. But at this moment, his body was as steady as a rock, and his rain boots cut through the waves in the water, moving forward rapidly.

Leaning on Hawthorne's chest, Ekta could only feel her heart beating wildly. Listening to the crackling sound of raindrops outside the raincoat, looking at the huge amount of ice water below her body that was close enough to drown her, fear invaded her heart all the time, making her involuntarily hug her master's body tightly.

Compared with the cold and terror outside, Hawthorne's embrace seemed so warm and reassuring.

She pressed herself against his chest; the sound of rain and the cold air outside seemed to cut her off from the whole world.

She could no longer hear any other sounds, and her soul seemed unable to sense anything else. It seemed that there were only her and her master in the world. In an instant, this exclusive satisfaction made her almost crazy. She wished she could melt into a ball of butter and then rub into his body to become a part of him.

It was strange, even though he had had close contact with Hawthorne countless times, this was the first time Ekta had felt this way.

It turns out that the feeling of being embraced and pampered by your master is so wonderful...

She whispered softly in her heart, but Hawthorne had no idea of ​​Ekta's current mood.

He thought he was just fulfilling his duty as a master, holding her in his arms and keeping her out of the rain.

, wading through the waters, we came to the open space at the edge of the monastery.

Today, thanks to the continuous efforts of the nuns, the area of ​​the monastery has expanded to 70,000 square meters.

However, because the number of nuns was too small - he had been busy with the threat of demons and had not expanded the number of nuns - there were only a few buildings here, making most of the area look extremely empty.

There was no other way. After all, even if a new building was built, it would not be able to play the corresponding role without nuns moving in - and Hawthorne was naturally too lazy to spend the extra purification points.

Alas, after I destroy Monbot, I hope I can have a period of stable growth, so that I can build the monastery carefully for a while...

He was lost in thought as he walked through a section of the inner wall of the monastery and came to the outer air. This place was naturally flooded, but he was not in a hurry. He raised his hand to call out the system, randomly selected an open space in front, and then chose a dormitory and started to build -

hum-

A milky white purifying light lit up, and the flooded land slowly rose up, forming a high platform above the water. Then, in the white light, a bungalow of less than 100 square meters stood up, which was a standard first-class dormitory.

He planned to use this thing to provide a temporary shelter for those refugees whose houses collapsed or were washed away by water. The maximum number of people that a first-level dormitory can accommodate is actually only two people, but reality is not a game after all. Given the area of ​​a real dormitory, if they squeeze in a little, it is not a problem for thirty or fifty people to come in.

Chapter 311 The Problem of Search and Rescue

And in this rainstorm, how many people can the nuns rescue?

Hawthorne didn't know, but it was probably not too many. He then walked into the newly built dormitory, away from the deep water and heavy rain outside, put Ekta down, and then let out a long breath.

"Ekta," he went on, "it's your turn. Try to build a stove here and warm up the house."

"I'm leaving now. I have to go save someone."

The witches were all extremely light. Even those who looked plump, like Heidi and Celine, actually weighed only as much as a brick at most - not even as much as the several magic books tied to his body combined.

Therefore, his physical strength can be said to be almost equal to no consumption, so there is no problem for him to go into the water to save a few more people.

Over there, after leaving Hawthorne's arms, Ekta's expression was a little lost for a moment. A huge sense of emptiness came over her, and she wanted very much to get into his arms again and be intimate with him.

But she held back, endured the emptiness and coldness, and nodded gently: "Yes, I will do it."

Hawthorne then put on his raincoat again and walked out. As he walked, he said directly: "Andre, tell the other witches to send the drowning people to this open space in the north area after they find them... Andre, did you hear me, Andre? Answer me?"

Hawthorne called a few more times, but still got no response.

He frowned, put his hand to his ear and took out a small gadget, only to find that the mosquito that Andrei had placed next to her ear had been frozen to death by the horrible cold air.

Well, it seems that we can’t count on the Insect Witch.

If they want to keep talking in this rainstorm, they need another communication center...

Thinking of this, he put on his raincoat and waded through the water back to the study. When he opened the door, he saw that Malena had been brought in, had just taken off her raincoat, and was staying with the other nuns.

At this moment, Andreni was holding the baby and looking at him with tears in her eyes: "Master, my familiars are all frozen to death."

Hawthorne sighed, knowing that her ability was limited, so he did not blame her: "It's okay, this is inevitable."

Then, he turned his head and looked at Die: "In that case, Die will have to take the trouble to send this message to the nuns via text messaging. Let them keep in touch via text messaging in the future."

Die nodded, and after saying this, Hawthorne turned back to the outside: "One more thing, Die. When the refugees come over later, you go to the safe house over there and take care of them with Ekta. Try not to let anyone freeze to death or die of illness."

"I am leaving now, everyone. Everything in the monastery is now in your hands."

Having said this, without waiting for Die to respond, he turned around and rushed into the rain again.

Die opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but she swallowed all the words back in the end. She turned around and said, "Andreni, leave Iris to Ms. Marlena's care. Then, you and I will go to the shelter and wait!"

On the other side, Hawthorne walked out of the monastery wading through the water and saw that the world outside was even more of a vast ocean.

The terrain of Nangang District is actually not flat. The further south you go, the lower it is. At this moment, the accumulated water is deeper, and may even exceed one meter, reaching up to a person's waist.

In the distance, he suddenly noticed that there was a huge monster swimming towards the monastery, with several thick tentacles constantly churning in the water.

Giant octopus?

Hawthorne frowned immediately, thinking that even if it was at the seaside, the water was less than one meter deep, how could such a guy come here?

But then, he saw the giant octopus raise one of its tentacles and wave at him. He was stunned for a moment, then his brows relaxed as he realized who the other party was.

It's Nidalee.

Druids are not like

Like shapeshifting creatures, they can only transform into one type of animal. In fact, they can transform into anything that flies in the sky, runs on the ground, or swims in the water, as long as they are strong enough.

It's just that Nidalee only prefers leopards.

Realizing the other person's identity, Hawthorne hurried to her side. When he got closer, he found that between Nidalee's tentacles, there was a child with ragged clothes and skinny skin curled up.

His hands and feet were tightly holding the octopus's tentacles, and his body was shaking non-stop. It was unclear whether he was scared or cold.

Hawthorne then stepped forward, opened his arms, held him down, and used a raincoat to shield him from the rain, while comforting him: "It's okay, it's safe here."

After Hawthorne took him away, Nidalee immediately turned back into human form and reported the situation to him.

"He was washed away by the water. When I found him, she was almost drowning." She shouted loudly. In this storm, if she didn't do so, no one would be able to hear her words clearly. "So I turned into a giant octopus and dragged him here!"

"Thank you for your hard work!" Hawthorne responded loudly, "Have you found anyone else?"

Nidalee shook her head vigorously. "Not yet! I ran into him not long after I walked! I saw several collapsed houses, but there were not many people around!"

Hawthorne's brows suddenly furrowed tightly.

There is a serious shortage of manpower. Even though all the nuns are experts in casting spells, there are only six people in total, including myself.

How is it possible that there is such a large slum, filled with disaster victims, and so little manpower?

He needed more people, more people who were not afraid of the cold or being washed away by the sea water, and who had enough strength, to participate in this search and rescue.

And such a candidate...

He turned his head and looked in the other direction, at the Amazon office building that was almost invisible in the rain.

ten minutes later.

Amazon Fisheries Company, third floor of the building, Information Department.

In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, Gail Porter, a supervisor wearing a brown leather jacket, crossed his legs, his whole body slumped in the huge black leather sofa, looking extremely comfortable.

She turned her head and looked at the heavy rain outside, holding a low round mug in her hand, which contained hot coffee with milk and sugar.

In fact, ever since she bought the house in Hawthorne, she has been able to rest well every night and no longer needs this kind of thing to refresh herself.

But today was a rare day of leisure. Due to the earthquake and heavy rain, their entire department had to shut down, so they had plenty of free time. In addition, her coffee beans were about to expire, so she made a cup herself to reminisce the taste.

What a rare leisure time...

Thinking of this, she then picked up the spoon in the cup, stirred it gently twice, blew on the hot steam, and tasted it. Feeling the high temperature of the coffee dispel the coldness in her body, she couldn't help but let out a sigh of satisfaction.

really not bad.

Hmm…I wonder what Hawthorne is doing at a moment like this.