Angel Son of Tomorrow's Ark

Luo Zhen raised his eyebrows: "Who said it's free?"

He walked over and patted Miss W's plump thigh.

Luo Zhen's father was very angry about what a little girl looked like with her legs crossed all day long!

W pretended to be coquettish, rubbed his toes against Luo Zhen's calf and said, "It's not free, so what do you want in return?"

"To me, a Sarkaz, the angels of Lateran are the most annoying heresy. The legendary Holy Son...ah no, the apostle brother? What do you want~?"

This little devil looked at Luo Zhen deliberately provocatively, and licked his lips with the brightly colored tip of his tongue.

This woman knew Luo Zhen's identity, so of course she understood that what he said was all nonsense.

And she also saw with her own eyes that Luo Zhen turned into a ghost clan.

So she is one of the very few women in Rhodes Island who knows all the secrets of Rozen except for Amiya and Kelsey.

Not to mention, she had been honest with Luo Zhen.

They don't say they know each other well, at least they share the same bed, and they are quite familiar with each other.

But to be honest, Luo really doesn't understand this mysterious woman.

Although she followed Luo Zhen to Rhodes Island, she was still erratic as before.I can't find anyone usually, and I don't know how many bombs have been secretly buried in Rhodes Island.

Even if she presses a button one day and blows up Rhodes Island, Luo Zhen will not be surprised.

But, Luo Zhen felt that he still had a little understanding of her essence.

Luo Zhen walked around casually based on intuition, and found her in the women's toilet.

This woman with no friends eats lunch alone in the toilet.

Although she usually acts crazy and perverse, in fact, most of them are pretending.

So Luo Zhen can trust her, and it can even be regarded as a heart-to-heart relationship.

Therefore, he ignored W's provocation and continued: "It's the same as Rhode Island's rules. It doesn't have to be money, you can use anything in return for me, as long as you don't go whoring for nothing."

"That's why W, I specially asked you to come here." Luo Zhen said with a serious face: "If you can cure your ore disease, then you can set an example. Let everyone know that the Holy Son of Lateran, Lian Sakaz It will be cured, and there is no such thing as racial discrimination."

"... Puchi~" W suddenly laughed out loud.

She clutched her stomach, and laughed without caring about the woman's image: "Hahahahaha~! You're going to laugh at me to death, so you can pick up my dead body, you!"

"What did you say about the son of Lateran, there is no racial discrimination~! You probably don't discriminate, but we Sarkaz discriminate against you very much? How do you want to change, handsome boy?"

"I know, so I have to take it step by step." Luo Zhen was unmoved.

He ignored W's exaggerated reaction, and just said: "So why don't you do it? I asked Warfarin, don't you talk about treatment, you don't even cooperate with the normal physical examination? Isn't she a Sarkaz like you? Don't bully other little girls."

W snorted amusedly again: "[Little girl]? That blood demon is ten times older than me. It's enough to add a zero at the end, so is this a little girl?"

"It's the appearance, so is the personality, that's it." Luo Zhen said righteously.

Warfarin is indeed very old, but Luo Zhen can't have the slightest respect for her elders, no matter it looks or after actual contact.

Rather than being an old lolita woman, Warfarin feels more like a foolish younger sister to Luo Zhen, the kind who wants to pull the reins of her.

Leaving this aside, the focus now is on W.

W is a Sarkaz mercenary, who has been on the battlefield since he was a child, and abused Originium products without restraint.

This of course left her with a severe infection in her body, and it was getting worse.

This is all in Luo Zhen's eyes.

Rozen didn't discriminate against Sarkaz. No matter how deep their feud with Angel was, Rozen didn't intend to continue.

So he just said sincerely: "If it goes well, starting from you, you can set an example for Sarkaz all over the world."

"So W, are you going to do it? Do you believe me?"

"..." W didn't speak for a long time.

She only kept a smile on her face, her bright red pupils flickered, and she looked at Luo Zhen playfully.

Seeing that Luo Zhen didn't look away from the beginning to the end, she narrowed her eyes in satisfaction: "Okay, I'll follow."

"Although I don't believe in [Holy Son of Lateran] at all, I believe in you. And speaking of it, you picked up my life, and I'm still employed by you."

"So come on! If you want, I can use this body as a reward. It's just that you pushed me down last time. It's just the last step. Let's finish it quickly~?"

"Don't keep slandering me." Luo Zhen let out a long sigh, finally convincing this weird woman.

That's it.

Huang, Aiyafala, and W, these three were the first batch of volunteers selected by Luo Zhen for formal treatment.

According to Luo Zhen's experience in Lateran, the disease should be cured in as short as three months and as long as half a year.

But considering that all three are severely infected, the initial curative effect will be obvious.

As long as it can be confirmed that their infection rate has dropped significantly, it is enough to set an example for everyone: the cure of ore disease is really possible.

As for whether to use a more radical treatment than ordinary drugs... Let's talk about it later.

So from now on, I have to supply blood to Rhodes Island regularly and quantitatively.

The long-lost stallion life... Luo Zhen was quite emotional.

Jing Zhe, who has been working as a secretary by Luo Zhen's side, also recorded everything from the beginning to the end.

This was intentional by Luo Zhen, as a gesture of favor to Emperor Yan.

Yan Guo knew Luo Zhen's identity, and he couldn't be fooled by the apostle's nonsense.

Therefore, as a reward for cooperating with the acting, Luo Zhen acquiesced that Jing Zhe would follow from the beginning to the end, but did not ask for any records.

...However, Jing Zhe's current thoughts are subtly not on this matter.

She recorded every woman who came into contact with Luo Zhen in a small confidential book, and wrote down the name, race and measurements in detail. She did it very seriously.

As for one of them, the more Jing Zhe wrote, the more he felt something was wrong:

"Huang, born in Yan Kingdom, an elite operator in Rhodes Island. His age is..."

As soon as the pen was written, Jing Zhe's finger instinct stopped.

The big cat named Huang has a pure Yan country accent.

And the age is right.

[Huang] If this name is not a code name she picked up randomly, but has a source...

"No way...it's actually here?"

Jing Zhe, strongly shaken.

After struggling for a long time, she finally tore off the page with the brilliant information, and burned it to ashes with her own Lei Wei.

The righteous inspectorate made up his mind: never let go of the opportunity to find out the truth.

211. The Holy Son is by my side? 【Third update】

After explaining the situation to the three volunteers, Luo Zhen immediately started the course of treatment.

He took out blood sugar and red bean milk that he hadn't fed to anyone for a long time, and piled them up in front of the three of them to keep them full.

"Wow...eating this again?" Huang, who had tried this thing, frowned in confusion on the spot: "This thing is really choking your throat. Can you change it? Get a less reactive one..."

Luo Zhen pushed the cup forward: "If you have any complaints, go and tell Kai Erxi, this is the job of their medical department."

To be reasonable, reducing the reaction of infected people when they drink their own blood is also one of Luo Zhen's goals.

Although this reaction is still within the general tolerance range, the higher the degree of infection, the more severe the reaction will be.

With Huang's fusion rate of more than ten percent, after drinking Luo Zhen's blood, his throat would burn and roll on the ground, which is indeed a bit difficult.

In Lateran, because of the worship of the holy blood, the group of trembling angels never thought of slowing down their reaction, they only regarded it as a gift.

If you want to popularize this as a mass-produced medicine, you need Kelsey and the others to make a medicine with a more soothing effect.

But right now Rhodes Island doesn't have the time to spare. The people in the medical department are busy with 007 every day, and there's no time to treat the refugees in Chernobog. There's no time for this kind of research.

So there is no choice now, Huang can only drink Luo Zhen's puree.

She had a troubled look on her face, and she was about to cry before she drank.

"Hey! Fight!" Her heart froze, her eyes closed, and she drank the red soy milk as soon as she raised her head!

As she swallowed a few times, tears burst into the corners of her eyes after finishing a cup, and she stuck out her tongue: "Puff~! It's so spicy, so spicy...! Throat, it's all blocked..."

"Hey, come and drink some water." Luo Zhen kindly helped her to follow her back, and asked her to continue drinking with her head up.

But this water is actually mixed with Luo Zhen's blood.

"Wow wow~! Luo Zhen, you perverted googwow(.>?<.)"

Huang struggled desperately on the spot like a fish on the shore, but Luo Zhen called Jingzhe to suppress him together, and could only cry and scream as Luo Zhen kept pouring it into his body.

W has a funny face: "As expected of you, you don't hesitate to bully women~."

Not frightened by Huang's appearance at all, she poured a glass for herself and Aiyafala.

She handed the cup to Eyjafala, and clinked the cups: "Just take your time, little sheep. Seeing how weak you are, don't mess it up."

"Ah yes, thank you for your concern." Aiyafala nodded a little cautiously.

Holding the cup in both hands, she took a sip cautiously.

As soon as the soy milk enters the mouth, Aiyafala can feel the mellow taste and rich taste, which brightens his eyes.

But immediately, the soy milk in her throat felt like it was on fire, making her cough violently:

"Cough cough cough! Good, it's still powerful... Luo Zhenjun's stuff is so thick..."

"Hey, lamb, you're lecherous." Ms. W jokingly poked Aiyafala's cheek, like an uncle molesting a common girl.

She herself also drank with her head upright, without changing her expression, very powerful.

This made Eyjafala admire: "Miss W, that's amazing."

"Don't you feel hot? Doesn't your heart beat faster and your whole body feel hot?"

W said lightly: "Of course I have, but I can bear it."