MTL - I Like This Dream!-v2 Chapter 67
Fort Thunder urgently issued two orders: 1. Rectify the old city, recruit waste pickers, and set up an "environmental sanitation team";
These two orders came very suddenly, causing quite a wave in Thunder Castle. The regulars of the White House asked the monks beside the announcement (they have become regular policy interpreters), and the stakeholders in the old city asked everywhere, but the responses they got were all ignorant, and they were only hinted that this order might not have a backlash room.
The gods are watching.
When the favored man rushed into the city hall and demanded an order with a murderous look, she didn't have much reason left in her head. If this wasn't the city she was watching to build, she might have turned into the **** demolition office, cutting everything that caused psychological shadows together with the cockroaches and mice in the old city, and splitting a vast expanse of white land so clean. Even the language-organizing part of An Xu's mind has stopped functioning, and the horrible and dirty environment and horrible (literally) people are replayed endlessly. Her original words are: "Get rid of the four evils, improve hygiene, immediately and immediately !"
Eve's deputy, Charlotte, stood five steps away, biting the bullet and receiving the divinely favored person who was about to explode at any moment. This Ms. Beta is really a respectable staff member. She didn't say yes or no immediately under such pressure, but stubbornly steadied the boss and began to discuss the content of the decree to be promulgated.
"The requirement of taking a bath once a day is not feasible." Charlotte said, "Fort Thunder has become too large, and only one side is adjacent to the moat. People who live far away will spend too much time bathing back and forth; in winter , the water will become too cold, and people will have to spend more time fetching and boiling water. Not to mention the muddy river water with so many people will make drinking water inconvenient."
She wisely didn't say "we don't have so many water-type supernatural beings". The planning blueprint of the favored ones often doesn't include supernatural beings. As a person who is a supernatural being himself, this is a bit strange.
"Can't we install faucets for everyone?" An Xu asked violently.
That's not far-fetched, St Andrew's Seminary has taps, and so does the Abbey. Anxu didn't know that the Cistercian monastery in his own world had also started using faucets in the Middle Ages, and he only regarded this as a dream adjustment to make the experience more pleasant. After all, who would like to experience a real Middle Ages where food, clothing, housing and transportation are inconvenient? .
Miss Charlotte immediately explained to her the huge cost of manufacturing faucets and water supply systems, so that she could understand why only the Vatican and the royal court, which are wealthy and powerful and have many supernatural beings, can install faucets. An Xu's head was as big as a fight when he heard it, and he asked again: "Can't we dig a well?"
"It is indeed possible..."
"Dig more wells, bathe the whole city, and recruit sanitation workers. It's such a happy decision!" An Xu quickly replied.
"Like the priests?"
"Yes." An Xu thought of the seminary students and monks who cleaned everything after taking a bath every day, and felt that this was probably the only desirable part of them. The better."
Charlotte hesitated for a while and said, "Do you want civilians to have a 'small wash' every day?"
As dull as An Xu, he also realized what Charlotte was talking about.
Priests do not "bath" every day, they perform "little baptism" - scrub the body with soap leaves, brush teeth with a branch that Ansu secretly called the toothpaste tree, and then rinse it off - it is a kind of religious ceremony. They believe that clean and bright people and environments can please the God of Light, thank God, the teaching here is not to take a bath once a year.
An Xu never expected that when the time traveler from other people's family broke the feudal superstition and asked everyone to take a bath, it would be better for him to ask people to take a bath less, lest people mistakenly think that they are supporting the church. She remembered that some saints' biographies contained records of crusade against unclean people, including wizards (the omega who was rumored to have **** with the devil to obtain magic power), and also those who resisted the Holy See with their filthy bodies.
This "filthy" shouldn't be a literal meaning...
"Charlotte," Ansu asked with difficulty, "how often do you take a bath?"
"I am more devout to His Majesty the King than to the Church," Charlotte said tactfully.
"One week?" An Xu quickly looked at Charlotte's cheeks and hair, feeling that they were not dirty.
"One month."
An Xu quietly took two steps back.
"But I'm a supernatural being." Charlotte coughed lightly.
"I'm sorry, is it that you are a supernatural person and you don't take a bath for a month?!"
"Supernatural beings are better at self-cleaning," Charlotte patiently explained to the boss who lacked common sense, "What's more, Lord Eve also sent an exorcist, who can remove evil spirits for us."
She explained it to An Xu, and the eyelids of God's Blessed One twitched, and she felt that it was not scientific at all.
An exorcist is a person with abilities that can clean people or things with abilities. There is a special name that states that, like a "healer", it is a type of ability that is widely favored by the Holy See and nobles and has the largest number of cultivation. An Xu had also heard the name before, and thought it was the magic stick of the great dancer, so he never took it to heart.
"Supernatural beings are good at self-cleaning" is actually true. If a supernatural person and an ordinary person live together in the wild for a week, the latter will be as black as a briquette, but the former will be dazzlingly clean in comparison. This characteristic, coupled with generally stronger immunity, makes superhumans rarely get sick, but just looking at the "self-cleaning" on the surface, it does seem to come from the hands of a **** who has a cleanliness. It is not surprising that the priests of Illuminati regard cleanliness as the will of God.
Almost like a duck, there is a layer of oil film on the feathers, waterproof and dustproof... Suddenly, An Xu understood the arrogance of nobles and monks.
With such a big difference, can a person with supernatural powers still be considered a human being? From the perspective of those supernatural beings, I am afraid that ordinary people are not human. The nobles and those who have the right to speak in the Holy See overlap too much with the group of supernatural beings. If they don't think that ordinary people are of the same kind, let alone empathy and empathy, they probably won't even be able to sympathize and empathize.
"So, anyway, people with supernatural powers don't get STDs, so you think it's unnecessary for me to clean up the white house?" An Xu asked.
"Unmarried soldiers need a proper outlet," Charlotte acquiesced.
"Is it okay for ordinary people to get sick?"
"That's something that can't be helped." Charlotte replied, "If they choose to take risks and contact those omega, they must have the awareness that misfortune will happen to them."
"How do you say it is the same as metaphysics?" An Xu felt a little funny, "I didn't say to ban it, but to rectify it! Isn't it good to prevent diseases?"
"How can the disease be prevented?" Charlotte retorted, frowning, "Even the healer cannot cure the disease, that is the destiny appointed by God."
"..." An Xu buried his face in his hands.
As a result, he said that he was not close to the church, but he still believed in nonsense theology! Dear, the healer can only heal the wounded! You don't need priests, you need doctors and nurses, and common sense of popular science!
An Xu gave the order to die without hesitation.
The frontier army and the previously assigned law enforcement team carried out the order and began to clean up the old city without mercy, allowing the scavengers entrenched here to choose between being kicked out or joining the sanitation team. The people in the monastery copied their old job of preaching, and began to give small health science lectures in the streets and alleys, saying that if you don’t wash it regularly, invisible bugs (well, you can call it evil) will crawl into your body If you want to die, the Queen of Thunder will never bless you—An Xu said that superstition is only good for a while, and if she sees a group of mice and hair with fleas, she will use her big move, believe it or not? All the omegas in the white house were kicked out, and experienced people were asked to check whether they were sick, and those who got sick were not allowed to continue to work, so they should also work as sanitation workers.
On the second day of flying around, a businessman managed to contact An Xu, and apologized to her with a nod. He said that the place where God's Favored One went was his property, and that the people under him were stupid and poorly entertained. Please allow him to make up for his sins. His adopted son just transformed into an omega this year, absolutely very clean, and has been admiring the gods for a long time...
"What do you mean?"
With a green face, An Xu pointed at the boy in front of him who definitely didn't look eleven years old even with heavy makeup on. Is he over ten years old?
"It's a small thing." The businessman rubbed his hands hehehe, and continued to apologize, "Actually, there were clean omegas every month in the past, but many places in Thunder Castle recruited omegas to work, and took omega without parents to go to school. Those who want to marry are unwilling to do this business... I am a serious businessman, and it is not easy to force omega to work here..."
Omegas can be marked by alphas, once they are marked, their scents will change and become less attractive to other alphas. The marked omega is useless to the white house, so the tortoise and old bustards of the white house usually perform an "operation" on that omega when he/she enters the profession (if that kind of simple and crude destruction is also called an operation), let this An omega cannot be marked for a lifetime, nor can it become pregnant.
As for how much damage it would do to the Omega's body, that's out of their consideration. The White House was originally a place to eat youth food.
"Brother-house-en." An Xu pointed to the door and said calmly.
"What did you say?" The businessman didn't hear clearly.
The thunder in An Xu's palm said "crack", and with resentment that she was considered a lecherous place O Plot Love #children's fetish, Landlei drove him out all the way.
"Give it to me too..." She glared at the little boy angrily, and was given a headache by his weeping expression. Well, this hapless guy is innocent. She sighed and said, "You go out for me, find the big sister at the door, and go to school, understand?"
The boy didn't show a relieved expression, he froze for a moment, bit his lip, knelt down, walked in front of An Xu, and reached out to touch An Xu's belt. An Xu was so frightened that he slapped him up, knocking him aside.
The boy's tears fell down.
An Xu's head throbbed in pain.
"What's wrong with you?" She said exhaustedly, squatting down with all her patience. This is thanks to the boy crying silently. An Xu is the type who will turn his head and leave when he hears a child crying. Here, turning his head and walking away is likely to turn into a thunderbolt.
"Please do me a favor and let my sister go!" the boy choked up.
"What happened to her?" An Xu rubbed his temples and asked.
"You...my, my sister is sick, if you drive her out, she will starve to death!"
"Oh, so you want her to continue being sick as a cousin?" An Xu sneered.
"If you don't work, you will have no money... No one will marry her, and no one will want me, and I have been cut off..." The boy said with a sob, "If only I were an alpha..."
"You don't have to be an alpha." An Xu interrupted him, "If you don't get married, you will starve to death? Do you have no hands or feet?"
The boy looked up at her, his eye makeup turned black, making him look ridiculous and small. It's just unlucky, this kid is still in elementary school in the real world, right?
"I will provide you with a job, let you go to school, and work for me to pay back the money owed to me." An Xu said, taking out a handkerchief to wipe off the stains on his face. The boy let her wipe it blankly, and burst into tears like a sudden collapse.
"I want to go out to make money, and take my sister out too... I don't need to be hungry, and I don't have to be beaten..." He cried and said, "I make a lot of money, and if I have money, I can buy medicine to treat my sister's illness..."
"Wait?" An Xu suddenly became energetic, "Medicine? What kind of medicine?"
