Once again, Ricott showed his tenacious vitality.

In less than half an hour, his injuries were almost recovered, and this was also the first time Lu Xiang had seen his titular envoy.

In Song Lan's words, everyone has their own differences, and Ricott is characterized by strong resilience, special resistance to beatings, coupled with his courage to face "corruption", creating a good story for the Cult of Life God.

Don't underestimate this talent.

If it is placed in the current popular works, the hot-blooded, unbeatable Xiaoqiang physique is a standard protagonist template, and for the oasis in today's political crisis, Ricott is indeed like the "protagonist" to unite all the survivors, and under his call, people in other cities have regained hope.

The only thing that Lu Xiang didn't expect was that she underestimated her fame in the oasis.

When Ricott revealed her identity in public, the crowd was in an uproar.

A foreigner from a coalition government brings hope to people in perhaps the most world-loathing land of coalition government.

The name Lu Xiang, as well as the identity of the head of the law enforcer, are tantamount to legends in Lute City.

There are many legends that are difficult to distinguish between true and false, which gives her a high status in the hearts of the locals.

"Is she famous in the Oasis?"

The voice of "nothingness" sounded a little sour, and it stands to reason that he had been in the "outside world" for the longest time among the three, but if you asked Lao Xuan who Lao Xuan was in Lute City, I am afraid that only the regulars of the fried shop could answer.

Lao Xu, it's the one who mixed sand with the frying in the raw life.

Because of this, Lao Xusheng fried has also become one of the local specialty snacks, after all, even if the ingredients used by the owners of the store in the past are cheap, they have not mixed sand into the food.

That's not a good reputation.

In Lao Xu's view, this is tantamount to naked slander.

He just made the pan-fried taste like it was mixed with sand, but he didn't really put sand in it.

"What, old vain? You haven't even heard of Director Lu's name? ”

There was an old and frying regular in the crowd, and the old man took the initiative to play the role of narrator, "Director Lu is the only person the Brotherhood is afraid of, let me tell you this, more than half a year ago, Director Lu arrested gang members in District 17, and there were several members of the Brotherhood, everyone thought that the Brotherhood was going to war with District 17, but guess what?" In the end, they didn't even dare to fart, and the people who were arrested are still in prison! ”

This speed of speech, this tone of tone and frustration, "nothingness" definitely does not give the uncle an allegro, which is really a bit condescending.

The locals of the oasis are accustomed to seeing the Brotherhood in power, and those lawless gang members don't even pay attention to the government officials of the lira, but they dare not go to the seventeenth district to trouble Lu Xiang.

District 17, as a border city, was originally the main source of "goods" for the Brotherhood, but since Lu Xiang took office, they have had to turn many businesses elsewhere.

The uncle clasped his hands together and used the prayer gesture he learned somewhere, "The God of Life has said that Director Lu is the one who will end the rule of the Brotherhood. ”

"Don't blame the God of Life for everything."

Nothingness was pretty sure the God of Life hadn't said that, "What's more, since the rulers of the Brotherhood have been confirmed dead, they are no longer a threat...... Old Song, don't just look at it, but also say a few words. ”

"May the God of life guide your path."

Song Lan also imitated the uncle's gestures, and the two bowed to each other tacitly.

This behavior had an immediate effect, making his reputation in the uncle's mind a "promising young man", and he looked at him differently.

"Why are you even fooling around with them?"

"Lao Xu, at first glance, you have never been in the workplace, and seeing people talking about people and talking about ghosts is the basic quality of a worker."

This is the secret of Song Lan's handling of interpersonal relationships.

He can say a few words to people in any department, and even after his relationship with his supervisor was exposed, no one was jealous because of it.

Old Song,

Lao Song is a good guy.

Aside from the fact that the fight was weaker, there was hardly anything wrong with it.

Coupled with the active promotion of the CP people led by Valen, this matter has become the expected ending.

"Being too much is really a big no-no in interpersonal communication."

Song Lan never cared about this, even if this uncle said that Lu Xiang was the incarnation of Aemon and then had an impromptu RAP, he would not refute the other party, he continued, "That's why you can't find a girlfriend all the time." ”

"It's completely irrelevant, and why are you suddenly so aggressive? You, you broom star! ”

Nothingness suddenly thought of the killer idea, his hands around his chest, and a victor's smile appeared on his face.

"I'm going to find Lao Lu, I wish you a good time."

There were no offensive words, but the smile of "nothingness" froze on his face.

And after leaving these words, Song Lan really turned around and left, leaving him alone.

You see, that's why he doesn't advocate love between teammates.

Obviously, the three of them were an indestructible team, but the other two got together while he wasn't looking.

Lu Xiang once again showed her work attitude, and when Song Lan entered the door, she was discussing with Ricott how to find out all the cultists who had infiltrated the survivors.

The situation in other cities is not optimistic, and after they sacrifice some of the aspirants, they use the fanaticism of the people to seize the right to speak.

In fact, as long as he stays away from Song Lan, Lu Xiang can show his 100% work attitude.

"The biggest difficulty right now is that we have so few people and we don't know anything about the situation in other cities, and we only put ourselves in danger if we act rashly."

Ricott analyzes the current situation.

The Corrupt believers saw this, and unscrupulously spread the photos they had taken during their sacrifice among the group, showing off their loot to him.

He suffered a great loss this time, and while Rotten could not kill him, it could restrict his movement in many ways, and for those who could not heal their wounds, they would never have a chance to do it again once they were killed by the cultists.

Even if some of the survivors do bravely travel to other regions, the most likely thing that will happen is that they will be murdered by the cultists and eventually sacrificed in a brutal way.

He was puzzled, "Why would they trust those cultists, when the God of Life would save the country?" ”

The sudden appearance of the giant tree in the lira is the best proof of this, and the experts have made it clear that the fruit of the giant tree can cure the plague, and the only thing they have to do now is to protect themselves, believing that the top medical team of the lira will be able to research a specific medicine based on the fruit, or distribute the fruits to each survivor.

However, there are many people who believe in the sacrificial rituals proposed by the cultists, believing that only through the sacrifice of innocent people can the interests of all people be preserved.

Song Lan took the initiative to interject, "This is actually very understandable, for example, you are a terminally ill person, and suddenly a person appears and tells you that only one apple is needed to cure a disease that even the top doctors in this country can't cure, will you believe him?" ”

“…… If this were the guidance of the God of life, I would believe it. ”

"But in fact, a day ago, none of them were believers in the God of Life."

Ricott may have believed in the existence of the God of Life from the bottom of his heart, but now those who chant the name of the God of Life outside are only pinning their hopes on a god who will indeed bring them benefits.

"So what if that person told you that after the medical team worked day and night on the research, they succeeded in coming up with a trace element from the apple, which can be used to cure this epidemic, but because of the limited manpower and resources at present, each special drug needs to pay 15,000 watts, how credible is that?"

"Rich people will snap up the miracle drug."

15,000 watts is enough to be a watershed for different classes.

For the rich people of the oasis, this is not even pocket money, but it can easily crush a family living in a border city.

"The version of the story provided by the cultists is that the severity of the epidemic has reached a point that cannot be measured by money, and only a noble and fearless sacrifice may have the slightest chance of attracting the attention of the god of life and allowing her to bestow blessings on the people of the oasis."

Ricott fell silent.

He had to admit that if he hadn't encountered 'corruption' and knew about the other party's conspiracy, he would probably have chosen to believe it.

He came to his senses when he ascended the bell tower, and if Whisper told him that his sacrifice would save the oasis, he would do so without hesitation.

"This follows the principle of equivalent exchange."

Even though the Dark Ages are long over, and the Church has disappeared for several years, the ideas they left behind are still firmly rooted in the hearts of everyone.

To gain the gaze of the gods, one must pay a price, and this price is often painful.

The greatest good news that cultists bring to their followers is to tell them that this terrible price can be borne by others, and that all they have to do is to symbolically chant the name of the god of life.

"Trade lives for lives, so the deal looks a lot more reasonable."

The Oasis is destined not to believe that there is a free lunch, and it is deeply understood that those who claim to provide you with free medical care when you are terminally ill are likely to have some part of your body in mind.

Song Lan shrugged her shoulders, "No one believes that there are good people in this world these days. ”

But Lu Xiang is just such a person.

She created the giant wood out of the fragments without any consideration for Apple's pricing, and the trip was completely free of bonuses and subsidies.

There is no benefit, but you have to put yourself in danger.

Therefore, a righteous partner is not a good choice for a career.

But she said that if she wants to fight evil, she will definitely fight the evil forces to the end, and this was the case before she met him.

"Everybody wants to meet a tendonous god or a law enforcement supervisor, but few want to be them."

There was once a tendon enforcer blessed by the aura in the seventeenth district.

Captain Kate, who Doug was thinking about, became a member of the missing list before Lu Xiang came to the Seventeenth District.

Because of this, Song Lan felt that this kind of behavior needed his strong support even more.

"Looks like you have a high idea."

Lu Xiang looked at him directly, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

With her understanding of Song Lan, whenever this dumb bird talks about it, it means that he has thought of a countermeasure, and this series of behaviors can be understood as a salted fish's self-struggle.

As a salted fish that can lie down and never stand, Song Lan is looking for a suitable reason for her subjective initiative.

In this way, there will be no violation of the Salted Fish Cultivation Manual that he wrote.

"As you mentioned earlier, it is impossible for us to assign people to every city now, not only will they not be able to solve the problem, but they will also be very likely to be plotted by the cultists."

Song Lan paused and said, "Then just change your thinking and let all the cultists come to us." ”

"Let them come to us? But how exactly is this going to happen? ”

Ricott's mind is like a piece of mush, and using his brain is really not his area of expertise.

"Go and spread the word that the God of Life is preparing an unprecedented ritual for everyone, and once this ritual is completed, not only will the infectious disease that has swept the oasis dissipate immediately, but the souls who have died from the epidemic will return to this world."

On the way here, Song Lan glanced at the mobile phone push.

Although the epidemic is now under control, it is conservatively estimated that more than 40 percent of the Oasis population has been infected and killed.

If this were a war, it would not be a victory to simply dispel the disease.

"Resurrection of the dead!?"

Rickett stood up from his chair in shock.

"This must be an extremely complicated ritual, it needs to be carefully and carefully arranged, if you want to bring the soul of the deceased back to this world, every detail must not be deviated, once an accident occurs, not only will the ritual fail, but the god of life will also be counterattacked, so you need to choose the most trustworthy people from the crowd to help you complete the ritual in secret."

"The god of life will also be counterattacked? What kind of ritual is this? ”

"It doesn't matter what kind of ritual this is, important cultists will definitely do everything they can to inquire about the secrets of this ritual."

Song Lan said, "Once they know the truth, no cultist can refuse the opportunity to severely damage the God of Life, which is enough to make them famous in history." ”

"I seem to get it."

Ricott realized, "You're trying to use their tricks against them in turn!" ”

"Remember, the more complex the ritual, the more careful the secrecy measures will make it easier for them to believe."

……

Rickett left.

He strode forward, and it was more enthusiasm than ever.

And just now, Lu Xiang once again witnessed the process of Song Lan's fraud.

"Now that we're done talking, it's time to talk about something else."

"Huh?"

"You, did you just say that I had a tendon?"

She got up and walked towards Song Lan with a menacing attitude.

A hint of foreboding surged into Song Lan's heart.

"Wait a minute, Lao Lu, just now it was-"

"I know."

The expected punishment did not come, Lu Xiang stood on tiptoe and gently hugged the person in front of her, her lips were close to the other party's earlobe, and the warm breath penetrated Song Lan's ears, "It's been hard work." ”

The small theater of its two hundred and eighty-eight:

Thursday, evening, year, month, day

Years later, what should artichoke children think of her nickname?

After Yelu was reminded like this, Song Lan once again threw this tricky question to Lu Xiang.

The two stood in the living room looking at each other, and the atmosphere was very anxious.

"Lao Lu, there is still a chance now, while it's not too late."

Once the nickname is shouted too much, it can never be changed, which means that the artichoke will accompany the child for a lifetime.

There is still a chance to change the nickname before the little one fully accepts it.

"I've already said that artichoke is the bottom line."

Not to be outdone, Lu Xiang went toe-to-toe with Song Lan.

She can turn a blind eye to many things in life, but she can't choose a name.

What a catchy name for the artichoke, it's cute and delicious.

"Lao Lu!"

Song Lan raised her tone and took out the killer weapon he came up with and asked the other party, "After many years, how should the artichoke children think of her nickname?" ”

There will always be a day when the child will be sensible, and then how should she feel about her mother naming her after food?

"She'll definitely thank me, since you mentioned being sensible, then whether she likes the nickname artichoke or not, she will understand one thing."

Lu Xiang was extremely sure, "That is, I didn't let you name her." ”