"Thanks……"

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

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 cannot find the director, and the staff has lost a lot, and most things have been lost.

It arrived in the hands of the person in charge, Mr. Dawn Dantès.

Mr. Dwayne Dantès had no choice but to brace himself up and start working in the face of countless expectant eyes. The work of the foundation could bring some comfort to his soul and make up for the pain of his previous powerlessness. In this way, Klein began

After leaving the foundation, I had a busy life of two o'clock and one line at home, and occasionally had to participate in dances, banquets, afternoon teas and veterans' club activities, which was boring and troublesome.

However, it’s okay to keep finding things to do for yourself every day to stop yourself from thinking wildly.

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

The Dark Saint closed the book, hinting at Mr.

, then the Lord will give some revelation to some extent.

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

The probability of success is quite high. Maybe the real creator will throw the formulas and rituals of the "ancient scholar" directly into his hands, but can he hold them with peace of mind?

That's definitely not possible.

It's better to run the Eastern Continent first... Klein didn't show too many emotions and nodded.

"Is there anything you can do recently to accumulate merit?" he asked.

The independent Mr.

Prepare to retreat to Intis... If you just want to accumulate some merit, now only the Human Resources Department needs manpower to recruit workers."

"Not only is he busy, he also has very few achievements." The Dark Saint reminded him.

The implication is that you should not be like Mr. A, a divine envoy and a saint who competes with lower-level members for jobs.

Recruiting? Klein just asked casually. He was very busy during this period. Not only did he have to find a new office building for the foundation, he also kept going to the hospital to visit the wounded, and occasionally he even used demigod-level divination to search for people.

People whose whereabouts are unknown have no time to participate in the construction of the Aurora Society.

"I hope everything goes well for you." He was about to leave.

The Dark Saint marked the cross on his body that Klein was very familiar with: "May the Lord bless you, too."

…

Southern Continent, Highland Colony.

"Lord Si'a should really stop indulging the Angel of Temperance! Look what he is saying all day long!"

At the gathering place where the top leaders of the Rose School of Thought gathered, "The Silent One" Maihams pulled his hair hard with both hands, with a ferocious expression:

"It was like this a hundred years ago, and it will still be like this a hundred years later. Why is He so lacking in reverence for God? The Mother Tree of Desire gives us strength and the capital to resist, but He only thinks about when all day long

The bound God can tear himself apart and feed it to Him! Is this ridiculous? There should be a limit to disrespecting God, not to mention that He calls himself the Angel of Temperance!!"

He took off two handfuls of his thinning golden curls and cursed endlessly:

"I can't wait as soon as I have a little improvement! Have you forgotten about the time when you were forced to leave the Rose School because you were too radical? What we need now is to wait and see how the Creator Church of Intis changes, instead of just thinking that the Creator seems to have a good temper.

Quickly drive away the garrison!"

Taufik counted the time with a stopwatch and reminded:

"Lord Maihams, you have one minute left before you should continue to be careful about your words and actions."

"Shut up!"

Mahams opened his mouth and cursed for five minutes. Tawfiq turned into a puppet with a snap, holding a stopwatch that had also turned into a wooden toy. The puppet rolled on the ground, still working hard.

Holding a stopwatch.

"I asked Master Si'a for instructions, and I begged him to give some small warnings to the Angel of Temperance. The words were sincere and sincere, but it didn't work! There was civil strife in the northern continent, and the status of the people in the southern continent naturally improved, and he said, 'What a good opportunity, why not

Take this opportunity to drive back the Intis garrison and force Intis to hold his nose and admit to me.

Let's be independent!' It's so easy to say that, you bastard! What if Intis doesn't admit it? How can our highland resistance be compared with Intis! Not to mention military power and high-level power, our equipment

They were all acquired when Intis was dumping defective arms! I still remember the price! Fifty thousand Firkin!"

Mahamus blamed Tao, vented his anger on the puppet, and then asked breathlessly:

"Is the minute up?"

The puppet nodded desperately.

"I really can't stand the Angel of Temperance. When I see the war in the Northern Continent, I want to drive away the garrison. When I see a slight chance of victory, I want to restore the country. We have already reached this point. Can't we endure it a little longer?"

Mahamus cursed and took out a pair of golden nails from his pocket and pierced his upper and lower lips.

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

Suddenly, the red candle flame lit in the corner suddenly expanded, reflecting an illusory black door.

Mahams' brows suddenly jumped when he was facing the candle, and his body moved reluctantly to the side.

"A good idea, but I think it can be modified slightly. I will first blow up the base of the Intis garrison into the sky, and then turn everyone into food. You will eat the food, so that there will be no evidence to prove it."

A hand stretched out from the illusory black door and threw a suitcase on the table. Then Richard Ernst walked through the door. He patted the dust on his windbreaker and slapped away a man who followed him and wanted to slip into reality.

The world's spiritual creatures smiled at Maihams.

"You say such dangerous things again."

Mahams simply removed the nails.

"What if I cause Intis' anger?"

"Oh, Maihams, in the decades since I was gone, not only have you grown older, but your soul has also grown older."

Richard picked up Tawfik, dusted him off and put him on the table. He glanced at the demigod with golden curly hair casually and sighed in disappointment:

"Have you ever thought that the independence of the Highland Colonies itself will make Intis angry. No matter what we do, no matter when we wait, should they be angry when we do this?"

"Wasn't there a consul who was a little gentler towards the colonies before? Could that be a good opportunity?"

"You don't know anything, Mahomes."

The Temperance Angel sneered: "The church has changed. The Creator says that good deeds are the standard for going to heaven. Intis gradually returns to the theocratic society. This is our only chance in the highlands. If you don't take action now, you will have to count on the Creator to wave his hand.

Incorporate us into Intis territory? Turn us from a colony into an enclave?”

Maihams's chest heaved violently:

"Even so, Your Highness, you should at least achieve a certain tacit understanding with the Church of the Creator——"

"When we reach a tacit understanding, we should call ourselves citizens of Intis!" Richard wanted to greet Maihams with highland populism. "The Creator may not matter, but do you think the government and the church are willing to give up the huge benefits of the colony? Our mines

,Are our precious metals, our spices and specialty textiles just an insignificant part of Intis industry?"

"No, why should I waste my time with you?"

Richard frowned, stretched out his hand and patted the air gently. Mahamus, who was wearing a white robe, immediately hit the wall and flew out like a white badminton, hitting the bell tower in the distance.

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

Richard turned to the puppet who dared not breathe and said, "Tell me, who else objects?"

TBC

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Conquer people with virtue.
Chapter completed!