Angel Son of Tomorrow's Ark

572. Missy's Confession (13/20)

... When the dust settled, everyone at the TV station ate their box lunches and dispersed.

Joyful Kista was as usual, full of music and roadside stalls.

The whole city is like an open disco ball.

The brilliant sunlight was projected down, scattered with bright spots of various colors, crackling on the ground.

Luo Zhen felt the languid high temperature and felt the dizzy heat around him.

Then, his long, long...

Sighed:

"This city is too enthusiastic. I can't do it anymore, I feel dizzy."

"This... this is not good! You will suffer from heat stroke!"

Ceylon next to Luo Zhen was inexplicably flustered, looking left and right.

The current Luo Zhen still maintains a disguise, and the genes are transcribed into the Lupus.

However, although the physical senses and athletic ability of the Lupus are stronger than those of the Sakota Angels.

But Ruper also has a big weakness... long hair.

I don't know when there is no one, but when I really realize the existence of animal ears and tails, the popularity will rise in a straight line.

Luo Zhen was almost drenched all over by now, pulling the collar to barely fan the wind.

Ceylon, who tried to help him relieve, was addicted to his masculinity while trying to find a way.

Then she realized that she still had a glass of strawberry smoothie she bought after she came out of the TV station.

Ceylon was overjoyed: "Luo Zhen, hurry up and drink some water! Every summer at the music festival, many people are sent to the hospital for heatstroke, so we must replenish water... Ha! Wait, isn't this turning into an indirect kiss!? What kind of romantic comedy is this!?"

The young lady who had obviously watched many such classic dramas blushed instantly.

It is unbearable for the well-educated Ceylon to give someone else the drink he has drunk... let alone such a great indirect kiss!

Moreover, I don't know if it's because she grew up in Zista, so she's used to it.

Under the high temperature caused by the combination of the sun and the flow of people, Ceylon was still wearing her young lady's dress, but she didn't sweat a single drop.

But after she became nervous, there was a lot of water on her face:

"However, now is the time to save people... The only one who can drink water is my drink, and only I can save Luo Zhen... Although there is a small shop ten meters away, if I leave, Luo Zhen will immediately be recognized If the woman is kidnapped...!"

The more Miss Ceylon thought about it, the more frightened she became, and she felt that she had a heavy responsibility.

So she worked hard to regain her mood, and her clever little head speeded up her thinking——

"—That's right! You can save Luo even if you don't drink my drink!"

Miss Ceylon's eyes sparkle:

"Just do artificial respiration! Not only can you replenish water, but you can also replenish oxygen! It is more efficient than simply drinking water! And this is a first aid behavior, and you will definitely not be shy—ah."

Ceylon, who thought she had come up with a wonderful method, just turned her head, and her eyes died.

Luo Zhen had already drank the iced soy milk he had just squeezed out, raised his head and gulped it down.

(...But, that's okay too!)

(Luo Zhen's Adam's apple looks so good! The skin is so white! You can't even see the pores!?)

(Especially the traces of sweat flowing down and the way the neckline is soaked—hey~~~!!! Is this something that people can watch for free! (??>?<?))

Miss Ceylon, whose inner adolescent girl power had fully exploded, was already blushing as if she had a heat stroke, which made people worry instead.

And just when she couldn't help but wanted to tip the rocket, Luo Zhen also discovered her abnormality.

The man leaned directly in front of her:

"How about you, Ceylon? Are there too many people here, do you want to go back to the beach?"

Ceylon: "No no no no! It's good to be here! I want to continue to sit here and observe humans!"

The eldest lady of Xista City suddenly awakened the interest that only a gloomy and dead house would have, and sat very happily.

Now, Rozen and Ceylon are on the main street of Xista.

The pruned street trees spread their branches and leaves to cover the scorching sun, so that the benches underneath are finally a bit shady.

After all, Zista has such a large crowd, the cafes and the like are already full, and there will never be a seat until the sun goes down.

As for Luo Zhen and Ceylon, they had just come out of the city hall.

Luo Zhen wanted to discuss follow-up matters with Mayor Herman, and Ceylon accompanied him by the way.

Then, of course, they came out together.

Ceylon took it for granted, saying that she wanted to go around and introduce Xista to Luo Zhen.

Then [of course], with good luck, I picked up this empty seat.

Although Luo Zhen could clearly see that before they reached this street, a certain gray-haired black-tailed black panther lady had just passed by, as if it was helping them occupy a seat.

But it could also be my own blindness.

How could Hei do such a boring thing? It's absolutely impossible.

The two naturally sat down and rested, becoming a state of observing human beings.

Ceylon bit the straw shyly and angrily, as if she wanted to smear it all over with her body fluid.

Then without waiting for her to speak, Luo Zhen took the initiative to mention:

"Ceylon, thank you in advance for helping me participate in this troublesome program."

"You don't like to show your face, do you? I'm really sorry to let you appear on the live broadcast this time. I will make it up to you. Just say what you want me to do."

"...No no! No no no no~!"

Hearing what Luo Zhen said, Ceylon was naturally ten thousand rejections.

The eldest lady shook her head desperately, for fear of appearing not sincere enough:

"What do you mean by compensating me? This is too outrageous! I owe you a lot, and I have been paying it off for the rest of my life!"

"Thanks to you, Luo Zhen, Zista was intact and did not cause any panic... Not only that, this year's music festival is the busiest in history, and everyone is enjoying it more than before."

Ceylon looked at the lively scene on the street with a smile on her face.

Street performers, tourists shopping for entertainment, and young people all over the street are enjoying it.

And it is obvious that a large part of them are talking about the Son of Lateran.

Many people bought accessories related to stigmata, such as earrings, necklaces, rings, tattoos, etc. Those who didn't know thought this was a tourist city in Lateran.

And all of this is thanks to Luo Zhen's enlightenment.

Ceylon rubbed her little hands more and more embarrassedly:

"Thanks to Luo Zhen's generosity, allowing Xista to use your trademark... No, the stigmata is doing business, and Xista is so lively."

"Even if you don't talk about the volcanic natural disaster, you are Kiesta's great benefactor just because of this matter."

"But of course, we will carefully calculate all the income, and transfer it to Rutland's public account according to the share! Business is business, and I will never let my father not pay the money!"

Luo Zhen: "Okay, then I will leave it to you."

Seeing Ceylon clenched his fists with great interest, Luo Zhen also agreed with a laugh.

Luo Zhen is a self-reliant person at any rate, knowing that money is very important, he will definitely not refuse the part that should be taken.

Just the one-day marketing share of Xista, the income is probably the amount that Luo Zhen can't earn back after ten years of opening a restaurant in Longmen, so he can't let it go.

By the way, although the Holy Son's stigmata was completely popular, there were no more gimmicks about the Holy Son.

This is because although Luo Zhen has released the copyright of the stigmata, there is one thing that is not allowed.

The Lateran commandments clearly stated that no portrait of the Son was allowed, nor was a photograph.

Therefore, even in Lateran, there will be no photos of Luo Zhen in the Great Holy Hall.

Anything that records his appearance must not be kept, and offenders will be severely punished.

Although there is no restriction on foreign countries, and Luo Zhen's information in Rhodes Island also has photos, but the culture of Rutland should still be respected.

Therefore, even on the streets of Zista, there are no even imaginary portraits of the Holy Son, and the name of the Holy Son is not allowed to be used for publicity.

This is very convenient for Luo Zhen, so he doesn't have to worry about his identity being exposed.

It's just that it hurts the innocent Sakota masses, especially the women.

When observing the flow of people in Ceylon, I saw a few tourists surrounded a Sakota woman.

They seemed to want to take a photo with that woman, which is also a common thing in Zista now.

Seeing that the girl seemed to be refusing, Ceylon felt a sense of justice:

"That must be a conversation, right? No, we can't let these people ruin Zista's reputation! Luo Zhen, I'll come back as soon as I go!"

"Ah...no need."

Luo Zhen grabbed Ceylon's hand.

Under Ceylon's puzzled gaze, Luo Zhen sucked on the soy milk and said:

"That girl is not an ordinary person. She is a member of the Ninth Lateran Legion, the Blood Angels. She can handle this trivial matter by herself... Oh, look, they have entered the alley."

"Let's call a few security guards over there, and carry those blind boys into the hospital. Be careful not to lie down for too long and suffer from heat stroke."

Ceylon: "Ha, ha..."

Miss Ceylon looked stunned and a little surprised.

She also tried to ask:

"The Blood Angels...is that Miss San Joan's army, right?"

"Although I don't know much about Lateran's military system, it should be very powerful, right?... Why are such soldiers in Xista..."

Luo Zhen shrugged: "It must be with Joan. But I have already punished her not to approach me during her stay in Xista, so let them go, and treat it as a holiday."

Joan came to Zista this time because he heard about Zista's commotion for the first time, and then flew over immediately (di).