Ark Chef Lapland

It is too inflammatory, she will drag more people into the abyss of destruction.

Such a thing is something she doesn't want to see at all now.

What she wants to see is a better future where everyone is quiet and peaceful in the sun, enjoying food on the beautiful city streets, enjoying life and embracing oneself, a future that can be obtained through labor.

Ordinary people and infected people do not have to oppose each other, but can find a way of coexistence and avoid harming each other.

So these days, Talula shuttles around the outer ring day and night, where she lives and eats.

Or help cook a meal in a simple folk house, and borrow a rough but clean blanket in the evening to chat with the laborers who have returned from hard work in the yard, listening to them telling about the ordinary life.

But in the most simple words, she felt more shocking soul judgment than those gorgeous and beautiful poems.

She felt that she had a song in her heart, not for love, freedom, beautiful jewelry, but only for those down-to-earth people.

One morning, she met a young girl with long ears.

Wearing a flawless white coat, she walked around the streets with several medical staff to help these poor foreigners who did not have any medical insurance.

Talula knew the broken tower-shaped logo on their sleeves, a newly popular pharmaceutical company, Rhode Island.

Amia also felt Tarula's gaze, her outfit was incompatible with the entire area.

After a hard and poor life, Talula’s face was a little tired, but she couldn’t hide the nobleness she had cultivated in more than ten years of life.

Such people should never appear in slums like Outer Ring, but the most gorgeous and luxurious banquets.

"Do you Rhode Island provide free medical care to the residents here? Miss Commander who once blocked the Balrog?" Tarula took the initiative to say hello.

"Usas, I was really surprised to see you here, do you need help?"

Amia was not surprised that Talula recognized herself. After the previous days of fighting and Rhode Island's continued activity, their names were already widely known.

As the manager of the face, she is responsible for the daily affairs of Rhode Island, and she has already gained a lot of popularity.

Tarula shook her head: "I am in good health, but if you are looking for patients, maybe I can help you show some directions. I happen to know a few ore patients who urgently need doctor's help."

"Thank you so much, beautiful and honorable lady." Amia thanked Talula with noble courtesy.

They met in this way.

Very plain opening, at this moment, but because of the desire to be similar at this moment, the chatterbox was opened between simple exchanges. The more we talk, the more speculation.

Talula directly stated her identity and the investigation she was conducting.

It just doesn't say that this is one of the conditions of an unequal treaty.

"Yes, I also think that if people who are infected are given a job opportunity, they will cherish and earnestly complete it, and then support themselves.

The infected are not a social burden at all, nor do they need any extra help from ordinary people."Amia accidentally heard Tarula's impression of the infected person.

She couldn't imagine that a princess would know these people at the lowest level.

"Not only do I think they can support themselves, but there may even be jobs that only infected people can complete in the future. After all, the source stone is already the most important energy source in this era, and as our level of mastery of the source stone energy increases, the requirements The accuracy is getting higher and higher, and the natural closeness of the infected person to the source stone will definitely be able to do things that ordinary people cannot do."

"Do you still want to turn all infected people into warlocks? This is comparable to fairy tales." Amia couldn't help laughing.Tarula said that the future seemed very good, but it was also very unlikely.

"Warlock, warrior, healer, as long as it uses the energy of the source stone, I think the infected will always have a better grasp than ordinary people. As long as there is investment, they will be able to grow so simple that they can master these methods, tower Laura's eyes were gleaming.

The experience of working at Chaolong Mountain Restaurant, and the past of her own cooking, she is the person who is best at finding shortcuts, and can downgrade difficult cooking skills to the difficulty that ordinary people can master.

And if this kind of talent is used to study similar shortcuts and help ordinary infected people to master the complex source stone skills, she still has certain confidence to achieve such a goal.

It's impossible to make everyone a warlock. The first-class medical practitioner was the easiest and most common trainee doctor who could help others treat some small wounds.

As long as there is a certain degree of potential in general, the value of infected people to this society will increase sharply.

"You used to be a master chef?" Amia covered her mouth in disbelief.

Talula is really too young. At her age, a nobleman may have a rich life. No matter how talented she is, she must work far beyond her peers to be able to have the strength of a master at a young age.

And with this strength, it is also possible for her to make a way for ordinary people to master super-complex dishes.

"If you want to study the Crash Course of Source Stone Techniques that are widely used for all infected people, I would like to invest in you on behalf of Rhode Island. You can even cooperate with us, borrow our personnel and equipment, and have previous data in In terms of capacity development, we are still somewhat confident."

Amia's voice unconsciously brings out a bit of pride. Her "some self-confidence" actually means that they are second only to Rheinland Life and control the most cutting-edge pharmaceutical company in life sciences.

Talula has also heard a little about the strength of Rhode Island, and she wants to pursue this career, she is indeed equivalent to learning from scratch again, and it is good for someone to share the risk and pressure.

So she was very pleased with the idea, shaking hands, and agreeing to Amiya's invitation: "I still have some things to do. When it's done, I will go to Rhode Island to further discuss the things we mentioned today."

Talula and Amia continue to help the infected people in the outer ring in the medical team. Because of the poverty of life and the lack of medical resources, many of them have reached a very serious stage of illness and continue to suffer.

Today's technology cannot alleviate their condition. What Amia can do is to prescribe a large dose of analgesics specifically for severely infected people, so that they can walk through the last period of life relatively easily.

It is the first time that Talula knows the status quo of an infected person. In her cognition, it is natural to treat the disease. In fact, it cannot be cured or no one can cure it. For her, such a situation may be It's just a fantasy that exists in literary works.

But it really happened in front of him. Hearing the doctor concluded that a little girl had less than a month's life left, and she was not more than 15 years old, at this moment, Talula's eyes inevitably flashed sympathy.

She wants to help the infected, and as a minority group in this society, the infected must not create a deeper gap or even hatred among ordinary people.

They must help each other and benefit each other, so the ongoing disruptive integration movement must be eradicated in the shortest possible time.

Amia also agreed with Tarula's judgment, and informed her that there would be a joint encirclement and suppression operation led by Longmen soon and united with other countries.

Talula represented the Uthas Empire and promised to participate in it.

Just as the two were discussing the specific time point for advancing this business, the phone rang.

Talula had a good memory, and he heard Mephistopheles' voice and his last words at once, and couldn't help but ask depressedly: "So you are a boy?"

Chapter 437: A Small Banquet

"Yes, such as fake replacement!"

Mephistopheles knew he was begging, but he responded very loudly.

He doesn't know how to explain the misunderstanding about gender. It may be because he is beautiful, but it is not his fault to be beautiful. Could he control or change something?

Deliberately self-destroying appearance?That's too hypocritical, good-looking will still bring all kinds of benefits...

At this time, he heard the sirens approaching and the footsteps in the hallway. He knew that his time was running out and said eagerly: "Sister, as long as you help me solve these problems, nothing matters."

At this time, Chen and his party reappeared in front of Mephistopheles, and Mephistopheles' expression was not afraid, gently, blinking, got up, and calmly said the full names of the three women.

"At around 9:32 last night, I personally hacked the three of them to death. The suspects you caught before have no actual connection with this case.

After all, he had to read more books than Faust, and he knew more about the trial process of the Guards Bureau.