Maria did not answer the question: "How much money is left in total?"

Admissor calculated in his head for a few seconds: "The last cooperation with the Aurora Society got us a lot of money. Now we are still very rich, with 1,600 pounds left, but this is also our basis for the next two months.

funds."

"Okay, let's divide the six hundred pounds first and use it as a pension." Maria's face could no longer see much sadness and was as hard as a stone. "Take a two-hour rest and eat dinner, and then we will start counting...

Casualties."

"Start counting the casualties within the Foundation."

The three of them responded in silence, and Admissor picked up some warm boiled water and went upstairs.

"Have you ever heard of any extraordinary items that can change people's minds?"

Maria said thoughtfully to Sean and Gavin: "Looking back now, I always feel a little strange."

"Why didn't I recite the honorable name to summon the leader immediately? Instead, I thought of rescuing people first, recited it twice, and then bumped into the witch?"

The three of them looked at each other with confused expressions.

Upstairs, Dr. Black had just finished consoling the last patient. His mouth was dry and he hurried downstairs to make a cup of tea. Admissor handed over the medical records and medicines to him and went upstairs to take care of the patients.

He poured hot water on those who were nearby and sober, and received some tired responses.

There were many older patients without family members to accompany them. Admissor always had to carefully check whether their chests were still rising and falling. He couldn't bear to wake them up, so he used wet wipes soaked in cold white water to help them.

They wiped their lips.

During the process, he occasionally went downstairs to get clean disposable cups. He heard Dr. Black discussing with Maria whether to leave tonight or tomorrow. Sean, who had regained a little strength, had already started to remove the sign outside the door and replaced it with groceries.

shop.

Before five o'clock, the patients will be emptied and the beds on the second floor will be converted into shelves.

Dr. Black decided to leave now. He was single and had no wife or children. He could leave without worries and come back in a few weeks.

"Your water."

"Thanks."

Admissor handed the last cup of hot water to the patient's family. This was a young girl. Admissor had seen her before. She was a little seamstress in the East District. She often mended clothes for people near his residence.

.

The girl was holding a paper bag in her arms. It looked heavy and she didn't know what was inside.

She was talking quietly to the middle-aged and elderly man lying on the bed. The middle-aged and elderly man was smiling and kept saying words like thanking the doctor to his daughter. However, after saying a few words, he would start coughing. It seemed that he had respiratory problems.

suffered damage.

"Doctor, I want to take my father back." The tailor girl stood up holding the paper bag and helped the middle-aged and elderly man's upper body up. Admissor quickly put down the tray and helped her get the man off the hospital bed.

The man looked very thirsty and drank the water his daughter handed him in one gulp, gasping for air as if he had been burned.

He kept thanking him, which made Admissor very embarrassed, so he quickly asked him to sit down and rest for a while, and took the tailor girl downstairs to tell Dr. Black about leaving.

Downstairs, Dr. Black, who had already started packing his luggage, saw the tailor girl. After hearing what she said, he was surprised and said: "Miss Taylor, won't you let your father rest for a while? Are you leaving now?"

The girl named Taylor shook her head. Before she could speak, her eyes started to turn red.

"Dad said he wanted to go home for dinner and eat the broth I cooked." Taylor rubbed his eyes and said, "He said he just bought a big ham and wanted to eat some quickly, otherwise he would never eat it again...

"

Seeing this, Dr. Black couldn't say anything more, so he could only shake his head and sigh a few times, and ordered:

"After you go back, let him have a good rest, drink more water, and exercise less. Mr. Kohler said that he just made a small amount of money, which is enough for you and your daughter to have a warm and comfortable winter. After that...Taylor, you must be strong.

"

Taylor wiped her tears again, borrowed some warm water to wipe her face clean, and wiped away the tear stains. She waited until her red eyes returned to normal before she walked upstairs and helped her father down.

Mr. Kohler can't survive this winter... Admissor suddenly realized something.

He thought of all the recent events, of the insignificant lives of mortals, of this crisis that even extraordinary people could not protect themselves from, of people who died in various postures... At this moment, he looked at the door and left.

As Taylor's back gradually receded, she suddenly had some inexplicable feelings about her fate.

"Can we let her work in the foundation?" He quickly asked Miss Maria, "I heard that she has very good craftsmanship and is good at making clothes."

Maria, who silently looked through the member list and crossed out some with a pen from time to time, raised her head and said in a cold and soft voice:

"Okay, I have this idea."

"And Daisy...if she doesn't get enough subsidy for a little girl to survive, I will recruit her as a clerk."

"We need to add manpower, we need...a lot of people."

She sighed and continued to look at the list without speaking.

389

Only after it turned completely dark did Klein say goodbye to Azik.

After a confusing conversation, Klein felt that the haze that had always existed in his heart - that he had to deceive others in order to hide himself - had dissipated a lot, and he felt much better.

Although this sudden desire to talk is not necessarily a good thing, Klein feels that when he gets up tomorrow morning and thinks about the nonsense he is talking about now, he will wrap himself in the quilt in embarrassment. But he will still choose to talk because he has suppressed it.

For too long, silent for too long, those vivid pasts were gradually buried under the dangerous and strange world of the present, getting further and further away from him.

Azik's side is a bit more subtle. Azik is very interested in Klein's real home, and is interested in "flying machines", "four-wheeled iron boxes", "barbecues" and various other things.

All kinds of things feel novel.

At the same time, he also seriously discussed with Klein the possible reasons why "Zhou Mingrui" came here - as a person who possesses memory fragments of the Fourth Age, Azik denied Klein's "Maybe the Source Castle is the hidden place."

According to the speculation in Antigonus' Notes, he believed that those few incantations in ancient texts (Chinese) were connected with the Source Castle.

And the honorific name created by Klein's newborn calf, Not Afraid of Tigers, just points to Source Castle - this is something worth pondering. If the "mysterious master above the gray mist" is pointed, then what is it pointing to?

Is Klein still the "Yellow and Black King of Good Luck"?

The proposal of this idea made both Azik and Klein feel sweaty and hastily ended the topic.

Coupled with the fact that "Klein" had come into contact with the soothsayer's path angel, Antigonus's notes, Azik strongly suspected that all of this was the plan of some great being!

"Kleon" died, "Zhou Mingrui" came, "Zhou Mingrui" contacted Origin Castle, and "Zhou Mingrui" became the current Klein... But Klein is now the favored one of the Night Goddess, and he doesn't know that the Night Goddess is here.

What role does it play in the process...

When Azik thought about this, he couldn't help but feel a little grudge.

However, subjectively, he felt that they were all victims of the same disease. Klein, a young man who had no intention of actively harming others, could not be one of the organizers.

"Actually, I don't recommend that you pray to the goddess of the night to protect your brother and sister." Azik said before leaving.

"The favor of the gods is like a lottery ticket. They spend a few pennies and a few soles to give you a lottery ticket called favor, but when you redeem the prize, they take hundreds or even thousands of pounds from you. I don't know.

The goddess of the night wants to get something from you, but putting your family under the eyes of God may not be a good idea."

"But this should be the only way."

"I don't know the attitude of the goddess of the night towards me. If I personally protect your brother and sister, it may be counterproductive."

Klein couldn't help but sigh: "I know, Mr. Azik."

"Thank you, thank you for being willing to listen to what I have to say."

Azik put on his hat, picked up his cane, and warned for the last time: "Since you have made up your mind to leave Backlund, make all preparations before leaving. Make good use of 'Creeping Hunger'."

"I don't want to lose one of my students again, Klein."

TBC

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Richard: Teacher, what are human beings?

Decline: reed.

Richard: I am very strong, I still have knowledge and practical ability, so I should be a strong blade of grass, right?

Decline: Still a reed.
Chapter completed!