50 Global Firefighting
The next day, Hoffa was awakened by loud noises in his ears.
"Is he feeling better?"
"My breathing is normal, I should be fine."
"Thanks to him, alas."
"I really don't know how he did it."
"Maybe they are sent from God to help us."
"That's probably what the savior means."
"Yes, savior."
.....
Before he woke up completely, Hoffa heard someone talking in his head. This was a voice relatively close to him. It should be a nurse in the hospital talking.
In addition, there are some distant sounds.
For example, there are people who are more than 30 kilometers away, praying that this war will end soon, and there are people who are more than 200 kilometers away, kneeling down and praying for their lovers to wake up from their dreams soon, and even on a small Pacific island more than 5,000 kilometers away.
, there is a distressed sailor praying for a fish to be caught soon, etc...
He traveled through unknown and strange hearts, listening to other people's prayers. Gradually, he understood that this was a special ability, and it was a "side effect" brought to him by the flow spell.
Like an invisible giant spiritual net, it slowly spreads out in the world. The more times he uses the flow spell, the more sounds he can hear.
But this was not a good thing. It became extremely difficult to stay focused among the numerous noises, especially when he was half asleep and half awake. He really wished he could no longer hear their voices.
"Stop talking, please." Hoffa said to himself in his heart: "I am almost being disturbed to death."
Suddenly, those who were praying, fishing, and begging raised their heads one after another, looking into the void in amazement, and at the same time uttering confused thoughts: Who, who is talking?
The door to the hospital ward was pushed open suddenly, and several goblins hurriedly walked in, saying as they walked, "He's awake, he's awake!"
"I heard him talking."
"It's strange how he spoke to me, even though he was so far away."
The speech heard in the conscious space becomes the speech in the real world.
Hoffa opened his eyes and found that he was lying on a white hospital bed, and a group of goblins were crowding at the door. They were wearing black suits and round hats, and some even had cigars in their mouths.
Sensing Hoffa looking over.
The short goblin at the front immediately raised his slender fingers to his mouth and said, "Shh!"
The fairies stopped talking.
"Hoffa..."
The leading goblin let out a trembling and excited cry, and trotted all the way to his bedside, staring at him with its weird big eyes: "You finally woke up, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
It’s a place.”
"Indra..." Hoffa sat up from the bed and said as if from another world: "Long time no see..."
The last time I met Indra was a long time ago, when he just came to this world and was penniless. At that time, Indra was still dressed as a small clerk, but now he looks like a financial tycoon.
He looked like a man, wearing a suit, a single-sided spectacles, a bulging belly, and holding a golden cane.
If it weren't for the silver earring in his ear, Hoffa would hardly have recognized him.
"I asked you to come to the United States before, but you didn't come. How dangerous it is to come here now!" Indra sighed and said.
(Fortunately, you are here, you are really amazing. I must keep you, I must keep you!!)
Hoffa's eyes widened and he was very strange. He looked at Indra talking, but heard other voices in his heart, which were probably Indra's true thoughts.
He was shocked by this ability. He could actually hear the true thoughts of other creatures. How weird this was.
He didn't dare to expose this weird ability at all. If others knew that he had this ability, they would probably kill him in minutes, and no one would leave him alone.
"I...didn't I come at the right time?" Hoffa asked with a normal expression.
Indra shook his head, "It's time, it's time."
After that, he moved his butt and sat closer to Hoffa. He chuckled a little obscenely and said, "From now on, you will stay in the United States and don't leave, okay?"
Hoffa shook his head, but before he could speak, Indra immediately said: "Look, I have found a group of wizard beauties for you."
He raised his slender finger and pointed at the door. The goblins at the door dispersed, revealing a row of female nurses standing at the door. Then, the row of female nurses walked into the ward one by one, posing in a very American way.
, flipping up her hair and looking at him lovingly.
Hoffa was shocked again.
Because those nurses all had chestnut hair, round eyes, shorts and black high-top Martin boots... Damn it, Indra would do anything to keep him.
Not only did these nurses make him want to stay, they reminded him that Miranda hadn't been found yet and he should go.
He rolled over and sat up from the bed, changed his clothes and put on his shoes without any fuss, and planned to leave.
When Indra saw that the honey trap had failed, he quickly waved his hand, drove away the group of Miranda impostors, and pulled Hoffa's sleeve.
"Don't leave in a hurry yet." Indra said sincerely: "I have many things that need your help, and, believe me, you will definitely need the help of the fairies as well."
(Wow, this kid is a money tree. As long as I can get close to him, the future will be windy and rainy. I must not let him run away...)
Hoffa heard Indra's inner voice and sighed: "Indra, if you want to help me, just tell me where Miranda went. I must find her."
"I don't know." Indra whispered with shame. "The situation was so chaotic. People from all over the world came to ask for help. How could I remember where a little girl went."
(This silly boy doesn't love money but loves beautiful women. Don't you know that beautiful women only care about money, so they sacrifice the first and the last!)
"That's it." Hoffa's eyes dimmed. He bypassed Indra and continued to walk out the door. He slept all day. There were only two days left of the three-day deadline set by Silby. God knows what happened.
Xiao Nizi has gone somewhere now.
Indra caught up with him, his legs swinging very fast, and he asked: "Hoffa, are you going to find Gorshak's granddaughter?"
"Yes," Hoffa said, "she is in danger now."
"But we are all in danger." Indra opened his arms to stop him: "Can I ask you to see something? It only takes a minute."
Hoffa stood still and looked at Indra's sincere eyes. This time, the goblin finally seemed to be the same as what he said on the surface.
He nodded, "Take me there."
Indra took Hoffa to a goblin bank in lower Manhattan. Among the piles of notes and bills, Indra pulled out a giant parchment. On the parchment was a map of the world.
.
On the map, there are dozens of small red dots, which are distributed in major cities and countries around the world, and they are constantly flashing. Every few dozen seconds, a red dot will slowly disappear from the map.
"The reconstruction of the world requires money and the economy."
Indra told Hoffa: "Almost every sane wizard asked the goblins for loans when they built a safe house, including Adebe Gorshak and his granddaughter. We helped them build the super floo network.
The locations of all safe houses around the world are also recorded.
Originally, things should have turned for the better, but just the day before yesterday, there were sleepwalker attacks in every city around the world, and they were large-scale attacks.
To this day, the attacks are still continuing, and as we speak, safe houses are being destroyed one after another, hundreds of conscious wizards are dying, and millions of galleons in property are being destroyed."
Hoffa pursed his lips, and the noisy voices still echoed in his mind, most of them cries for help. When he saw the map, the cries for help became louder.
Indra put away the parchment, grabbed his arm, and said: "Hoffa, what happened yesterday has proven this. You have the ability to quell the riots of the sleepwalkers. I'm afraid you are the only one in the world who has the ability to do it.
At this point, I implore you to help the goblins and those wizards."
Hoffa lowered his head.
He wanted to help those people, but he also wanted to find Miranda.
How to choose?
The answer naturally emerged. There was no way he could ignore the lives and deaths of so many people, and Miranda would not just stand there and wait for him to come to her. Besides, wasn't this what he came back to do?
Change.
"Take me there." He endured the noisy voices in his mind and sighed: "We will solve it one by one."
Indra breathed a sigh of relief, took out his handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Thank you, Hoffa."
In the next two days, Hoffa and Indor traveled all over the world. They went to Berlin, Tokyo, Hong Kong, Los Angeles, Moscow, Baghdad, etc. through the Super Floo Network.
They went to Rio de Janeiro, Shanghai, London, Istanbul, and Rome... With the information from the goblin as support, his sense of direction became extremely clear. They would go wherever the disaster was the worst.
After landing, the only thing Hoffa did was to run the flow spell so to isolate the rioting sleepwalkers from the waking wizards. He kept repeating what he had done before in Paris and New York.
Because of the power of time, for Indra, he only had two days. But for Hoffa, he had a lot of time, enough for him to run the flow spell, rest, and run it again.
At first, he could only save two cities, so he had to sit down and rest. But gradually, his spirit became stronger and stronger, and the number and time he could run the flow spell became longer and longer. The more cities he insisted on,
The more and more it comes, the more energy it can gather becomes larger and larger.
As he saved more and more people, the cries for help in his mind finally subsided.
In return, people all over the world knew his name, Hoffa Bach. There were even large numbers of sober wizards following him, calling him the savior.
Indra was overjoyed. He regarded himself as Hoffa's agent, and happily organized Hoffa's followers into groups, took them to New York, and issued them identification tags in the Goblin Exchange.
At first, Hofainduo did this and was unwilling to assume this important identity, but he had no choice. People even followed him and ran everywhere. At first, there were only a few dozen people following him, and then the scale expanded.
It reached several thousand, and eventually even tens of thousands.
Chapter completed!