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"You want to know the recipe for Sequence 3 of the 'Fortune Teller' pathway?"

Klein found the Dark Sage in the Aurora Society's factory, and to his surprise, the Dark Sage didn't stay in the base that was hidden underground and needed to go through the correct "door" to find it, but walked around the office building to work.

"You wait a minute."

There were only the two Sages in the hallway, and the Dark Sage made Crane wait for a moment, then pushed the door and entered an office at hand. In the office, another of Klein's acquaintances, Mr. Z with dark green eyes, was busy with a large pile of papers.

Kersma asked straight to the point: "Have you counted the damage in the factory area?" Is the loss of personnel counted? When will the work continue? Can the order for the Intis plant be completed within the specified time? ”

Mr. Z shows a sleep-deprived face:

"Our factory was not badly damaged, only one building was lost due to a stray bullet. All the machinery in the building was scrapped, twenty-three workers died, and the rest were lying in the charity hospital, and I was contacting the recycling to sell the scrap iron. ”

He muttered as he reached out and searched through the stack of papers:

"On the day of the July 19 bombing, our factories were working as normal, some people participated in the march after work in the evening, and some people were bombed on their way home, after all, it was the North and Joe Wood districts that were the hardest hit...... This is today's personnel sign-in sheet, this is the 19th, five days have passed, no accident, these who did not come should have been killed. ”

Kersma picked up the two forms, glanced at them a few times, and put them down.

Mr. Z hesitated and asked, "Their death after work is not considered a work injury, right?" Should we pay subsidies according to the standard of work-related injuries? ”

"Our factory didn't do well this quarter, and we had to spend a lot of money on new machines......

Crane, who was standing at the door and watching, also saw the form with many names crossed out, and when he heard this, he was stunned, and suddenly remembered that there is no accident insurance, no pension, no low-income people protection, and no medical insurance in this world.

Even if there were, most people wouldn't set aside some money to pay for illusory insurance when they couldn't eat a few bites.

There is no guarantee of life for the people, and it is entirely up to the conscience of the factory owners to survive a few days after being sick and injured, unable to work.

Kersma was silent for a second, he felt a pain in his heart for the dying gold pound, and then asked Mr. Z:

"Don't you want to go to heaven?"

Mr. Z's eyes widened suddenly, and he showed a distorted expression as if he had been accused of ungodliness in his face, and his facial features blended together and turned for a moment, and finally cracked: "My devotion to the Lord is beyond the cherishing of life!" ”

"I am willing to give my life for doing good deeds!"

He picked at his face a few times, pulled out his two eyeballs from the twisted flesh, and then grabbed the official seal in his hand and stamped it vigorously on a certain official document: "For the Lord!" For the families of these poor lambs to find solace! They all get work-related injury benefits! ”

Sure enough, it will still be the aurora...... Klein had some hard time looking at him.

"If the benefits are really not good, give 70 or 80 percent, and look at it."

The Dark Sage said, "Remember to settle their salary for this month, and other than that, you can find a time to arrange recruitment." ”

Mr. Z adjusted his face back and said with a sacrificial spirit: "I see, Your Excellency. ”

"If necessary, I will also give my savings to help the lambs."

"I am glad that you have come to your senses." The Dark Sage glanced at Crane, and they exited the room, closing the door by the way.

"Mr. X, there is a shortage of manpower in the factory now, if you have people around you who are in urgent need of work, you can compile a list for me." After returning to the hallway, the Dark Sage walked with Klein to his office, and habitually arranged his work, "You know, this factory is not too big in the first place, and the business is very limited, our factory has lost a lot of skilled workers in the parade, and new people need to be trained for a few days before they can take up their posts. In the unlikely event that this month's order is not delivered on time, we will have to pay a huge penalty and may even go bankrupt. ”

"Hmm."

Crane nodded, he thought about whether there was a need for work around him, but he didn't think of it for a while.

So he asked, "When are you going to start recruiting?" ”

The Dark Sage walked in front and chatted with him, "Recruitment has begun, but looking for skilled workers in the East Side is basically looking for a needle in a haystack, and our recruitment is mainly for workers in the Joe Wood District, who are slightly better than the East Side. ”

Klein thought about the overcrowded wharf of the East Side, and reluctantly affirmed the sentence.

"But it's not full yet, we plan to recruit more people, regardless of faith, to help the suffering in the war without discrimination, is to pave the way for our future ascension......" The Dark Sage said for a while Klein didn't understand the words of the Bible but felt very biblical, "Rune is not at peace now, the Lord has returned to the position of the sun, and we don't dare to expand, maybe we will have to retreat to Intis at any time." ”

"Then what will happen to the people in the factory here?"

The Dark Sage shook his head, "I can only see it then." ”

Klein opened his mouth, then fell silent again.

They walked side by side to the office of the Dark Sage, who became much more relaxed in the familiar surroundings and took the initiative to ask:

"Do you have a clue to Sequence 3?"

"Know the name." Klein said, "The sequence 3 potions of the 'soothsayer' path are called 'Ancient Scholars.'" ”

"It's a good name, and you know how to play it as soon as you hear it."

The Dark Sage took out a book from the bookshelf and rummaged through it for a moment: "The path of 'soothsayers' is managed by the Esoteric Order, and it is said that the leader of the Esoteric Order, Zarathu, seems to have returned to normal, but since the Lord is in charge of Intis, he did not return and his whereabouts are unknown. ”

Zarathu didn't return to Intis? Klein was a little strange and a little expected.

Now Intis has a belief in the true Creator, and does not know what it will be like.

"The records of the Aurora Society contain records about the high sequence of soothsayers...... It should be this, but the name of the potion is not mentioned. According to relevant accounts, the promotion ritual of this sequence involves time, and the potion recipe involves a very rare and ferocious spirit creature that is powerful and appears in groups, making it difficult to hunt ......"

The Dark Sage pondered for a moment, then turned to look at Crane:

"I'll go back and sort it out for you. I remember it hasn't been long since you were promoted to Sequence 4, it doesn't seem like it's been a month yet? Don't be in such a hurry, stabilize yourself first, and slowly accumulate meritorious deeds, the Aurora Society must now have a channel where you can obtain the formula of the 'Ancient Scholar'. ”

Stabilizing oneself and slowly accumulating meritorious deeds is the normal promotion step for all organizations, whether official or covert.

Crane nodded, and after calming down, he felt that he was indeed in a bit of a hurry. However, it is also a normal step to collect potion recipes in advance, and it may take months or even years during the collection process, so you have time to play it. Moreover, after witnessing the king's atrocities and the ugly appearance that covered everything up, the thought that such a man would always live on top of him, and innocent and poor people would continue to die because of him, made Klein almost restless, and it was equally difficult to calm down.

During this time, he tried to contact Audrey to make an appointment for psychotherapy, but to the worst thing, Audrey also seemed to have suffered some blows from reality, and it took a period of recuperation to give Klein psychological counseling.

"I'm sorry, Mr. World."

In the gray mist, Audrey's mood was very low.

"Because I have encountered danger, and now the number of extraordinary people in the family who are responsible for protecting me has increased, and during this time, it is difficult for me to have time alone in the real sense, and I am afraid that I will not be able to give you psychotherapy."

Klein could only express understanding.

"Mr. World, may I ask you, are you still Dawn Dantès?"

"Yes."

Audrey suddenly said as if she had grasped a life-saving straw, and said with some eagerness:

"Please help me keep an eye on some of the Foundation's concerns, a lot of people have been injured or even lost their lives in the bombing, and they need help. There is a clerk in the Foundation named Martha, who was injured in both legs in the bombing, and now in the hospital, she has a younger sister and a disabled father to support, can you please help me check on her condition? There is also a gentleman named James, who is our accountant, and his family is now missing...... There are a lot of people in our Foundation who have fallen...... As a member of the Board of Trustees, I would like to apply to you to withdraw the funds from the Foundation to support the injured, and I will ...... the remainder."

Audrey paused, and at this point she suddenly remembered that she had taken the initiative to hand over the part of the family property that had been divided into her adult years, and gave 400,000 pounds in cash to the Mr. Ernst, so as not to make matters worse for the already embarrassed family.

Now that her financial income has shrunk to one-sixth of what it used to be, she has little room left to help the Foundation.

Audrey's mood suddenly became even lower, and she was almost speechless:

“…… Will the Foundation still be functioning? ”

With the face of "Gelman Sparrow" on his head, Klein silently pondered what was going on at the Hall family, which could make a "spectator" lose control of his mood, and make Miss Audrey, who used to be generous and confident, show her current expression.

Half reassuring, half actually having the financial resources, Klein nodded:

"Yes."

Audrey breathed a clear sigh of relief, and some smiles appeared on her face:

"Great, Mr. World, great."

"Thank you......"

So Klein said goodbye to Audrey and went to work on the Foundation's post-disaster reconstruction.

As a result, it seems that because Audrey almost died in the bombing, the Hall family now does not let the young lady go out. The Foundation could not find the director, and the staff lost a lot, and most of the matter was sent to the director, Mr. Dawn Dantès.

Mr. Dantès had to pick himself up and get to work in the midst of countless expectant eyes, and the Foundation's work would bring some comfort to his soul and make up for the pain of his previous powerlessness. And so Klein began the Foundation's hectic life of going home at two o'clock and one line, occasionally participating in balls, banquets, afternoon tea, and veterans' club activities, which were boring and troublesome.

However, it's good to keep looking for things to do for yourself every day, and not let yourself be cranky.

"If you're in a hurry and need a recipe, try praying."

The Dark Sage closes the book, hinting at Mr. X's own status as a "dependent". Mr. X has been promoted so quickly, and now he is about to start looking for Sequence 3, and there must be divine guidance in it. Since it is a "dependent", the Lord will give some revelation.

Pray to the true Creator? Klein hesitated for a moment.

The probability of success is quite high, maybe the real creator will really throw the recipes and rituals of the "ancient scholar" directly into his hands, but will he be able to hold it with peace of mind?

That's definitely not going to happen.

Let's go and run the Eastern Continent first...... Crane didn't show much emotion and nodded.

"What can you accumulate merit lately?" He asked.

The independent Mr. X has finally begun to try to participate in the affairs of the Aurora Society? The Dark Sage, who thought that the other party would always be a loner like a supernumerary, was a little surprised: "There has been nothing going on recently, we have already begun to shrink our forces, and we are ready to retreat from Indis at any time...... If you just want to accumulate some merit, only the personnel department needs to recruit people right now. ”

"Not only busy, but also very few." Reminder of the Dark Sage.

The implication is that you don't want to be like Mr. A, and the dignified saints go to compete for jobs with the low-level members.

Hiring? Klein only asked casually, he was very busy during this time, not only to find a new office building for the Foundation, but also to keep running to the hospital to comfort the wounded, and occasionally launching a demigod-level divination to find the missing person, and he had no time to participate in the construction of the Aurora Society.

"I wish you all the best." He was ready to take his leave.

The Dark Sage pointed out the cross that Klein was quite familiar with: "May the Lord bless you, and so will you." ”

……

Southern Continent, Highland Colony.

"Lord S'ea shouldn't have indulged the Angels of Temperance anymore! Look what He says all day long! ”

At the gathering place of the high-ranking members of the Rose School, the "Silent One" McHams pulled his hair vigorously with both hands, and his expression was hideous:

This was true a hundred years ago, and it is still like this a hundred years later, why is he so unreverent of God? The Mother Tree of Desire gives us strength and the capital to rebel, but all He thinks about is when the bound god can tear himself down and feed him all day long! Does this sound like a word? There should be a limit to disrespect to God, not to mention that He claims to be an angel of temperance!! ”

He pulled down two pairs of thinning blonde curls, and cursed incessantly:

"I can't wait for a little bit of improvement! Have you forgotten that you were forced to leave the Rose School because you were too radical? What we need now is to wait and see what happens to the Church of the Creator in Intis, instead of rushing out of the garrison because the Creator seems to be good-tempered! ”

Tawfik took a stopwatch to calculate the time and reminded:

"Mistress McHams, you have one more minute to continue to be cautious."

"Shut up!"

McHams opened his mouth to a curse that had been brewing for five minutes, and Tawfik snapped into a puppet doll, clutching a stopwatch that had also been turned into a wooden toy. The puppet rolls on the ground, still holding its stopwatch.

"I have consulted Lord Si'a, and begged him to give the Angel of Temperance a little warning, and the words are sincere and sincere, but it is not possible! The civil strife in the northern continent, the status of the people in the southern continent naturally improved, and he said, 'What a good opportunity, just take advantage of this opportunity to drive the Intis garrison back and force Intis to pinch his nose and recognize our independence!' 'It's so easy to say, bastard! What if Indis doesn't admit it? What is there to compare to Intis in our Highland Resistance! Not to mention the military power and high-level power, our equipment was still purchased by Indis when it dumped inferior munitions! I remember the price! Fifty thousand filkins! ”

Pointing at Tao for reason, Mehamus vented his anger at the puppet, and then asked breathlessly:

"Is a minute up?"

The puppet nods.

"I really can't stand the angel of temperance, I want to drive away the garrison when I see the war in the Northern Continent, and I think about recovering the country when I see the slightest chance of winning, it's already come to this point, can't you be patient for a while?"

With a curse, Mehames pulled a handful of golden nails out of his pocket and pierced his upper and lower lips.

Although his mouth could no longer speak, his eyebrows and eyes continued to output fiercely.

Suddenly, the flame of the red candle lit in the corner swelled violently, revealing an illusory black door.

McHams, who was facing the candle, suddenly jumped sharply, and his body movements reluctantly moved to the side.

"Good idea, but I think it can be slightly modified, I'll go and blow up the base of the Intis garrison into the sky first, and then turn everyone into food, you eat the food, and then there will be no proof of death."

A hand reached out from the illusory black door and tossed a suitcase onto the table. Then Richard Ernst walked through the door, patted the dust off his trench coat, patted away a spirit creature that had followed him into the real world, and smiled at McHams.

"You're saying such dangerous things again."

McHames simply removed the nails.

"What if I provoke the wrath of Intis?"

"Oh, McHams, you've not only grown old in person, but also in your soul in the decades you've been away."

Richard picked up Tawfik, dusted him off and placed him on the table, glanced casually at the blonde curly-haired demigod, and sighed in disappointment:

"Have you ever thought that the very fact of the independence of the Highland colonies would make Intis angry, and that no matter what we do, no matter what time we wait, they should be angry or angry when we do it?"

"Didn't there be a consul who was a little softer to the colonies before? Is that a good opportunity? ”

"You don't understand anything, McHams."

The Angel of Temperance sneered: "The church has changed, the Creator has called good deeds the standard of heaven, and Intis is gradually returning to a theocratic society, this is the only chance for us in the highlands." If you don't do it now, do you want to count on the Creator to merge us into the Intis territory with a big hand? From a colony to an enclave? ”

McHams's chest rose and fell violently:

"Even so, Your Highness, you should at least have some tacit understanding with the Church of the Creator—"

"When we get a tacit understanding, we should call ourselves citizens of Intis!" Richard wanted to greet Hammers with Highland populism, "The Creator may not matter, but do you think the government and the church are willing to give up the great interests of the colonies?" Are our mines, our precious metals, our spices and specialty textiles just a trivial part of the Indis industry? ”

"No, why should I waste a conversation with you."

Richard frowned, reached out and patted it lightly in the air, and the white-robed Mahamos immediately crashed through the wall like a white shuttlecock and flew out, smashing into the bell tower in the distance.

"I'm going to be a little bit more violent."

Richard turned to the puppet who didn't dare to breathe and said, "Tell me, who else is against it?" ”

TBC

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Convince people with virtue.

(End of chapter)