The doctor said, use the origin stone to defeat the origin stone

No, don't come here!Don't come here!

Now, this is a paradise where twisted malice spreads.

The situation of the infected, except artificial.

It is also created by myself.

No.70 The eight-day title is unexpected, let's make a living.

In a dark corner, there is a little film girl hiding, covering her mouth and not daring to make a sound, but there is fine dust in the air, which chokes people to cough, but if they make a sound, they will definitely be discovered by outsiders of.

Outside... a lot of blood, a lot of people on the ground...

What are those people doing?Why would you want to beat someone else?

The little girl didn't know that those tattered people were going to do such a thing, but they were shrouded in fear and instinctively hid in a corner where they would not be found.

In the first few hours, she woke up from her bed, had dinner with her parents, and then watched them go to work.

And I came to see if anyone came to buy the perfume I was trying to make today.

The little girl had an amazing talent in aromatherapy when she was in middle school, and she gradually became interested in it under the influence of her family.

Probably just a few months ago, with the support of his mother, a man started to develop a fragrance without interfering with his daily life.

In fact, even she and her mother didn't necessarily have particularly high expectations for this.

But this girl has been introverted since she was a child. Whether she is timid or shy, she speaks softly and does not dare to look at others.

The parents are also very concerned about their daughter's situation after work, but because they don't have much free time, they can only try their best to talk to their daughter as much as possible, and try to hire some psychological teachers, but it is counterproductive.

The girl became more withdrawn, and the psychology teacher found out what was going on with her.

"It should be that you were too busy with your previous jobs. She was very lonely by herself when she was young, and she was too embarrassed to disturb you. She gradually developed into this kind of appearance."

And the solution is not particularly difficult. It is useless to ask a doctor blindly. Let her slowly get in touch with the outside world. Parents need to talk to their children more, so that she realizes that she is needed, and is not an existence that will embarrass others. .

Under the recommendation of a psychological teacher, her mother slowly took her to participate in her own work, and the girl's talent was gradually revealed.

The girl who could help her family gradually became more cheerful, and when she saw the family members who were effective, she contacted the psychological teacher and got his advice.

Build more self-confidence, and only when you have confidence will you contact the outside world more boldly. Slowly and slowly, you will get better.

The girl and her mother signed up for some interest courses. Watching her daughter slowly become lively and the smile on her face no longer forced, the parents wept with joy under the quilt.

They feel that they are very sorry for their daughter. If it wasn't for their own negligence, if it wasn't for being busy with the company's affairs, how could they make their daughter so introverted.

It's great to be able to recover.

Now the girl is asked to make the perfume to let the girl know that as long as she does it, there will be rewards.

Success and failure are nothing but results.

It may be very shocking, but they believe that their daughter, at least for now, will not lose confidence because of this twists and turns.

If you get discouraged because of a moderate setback, it can only mean that your child is not strong enough, and your support is not enough.

Self-confidence is cultivated slowly, and the experience of failure is essential.

She only made this perfume a few weeks ago, and after obtaining her mother's consent, she made it on a small scale and sold it in the shop here.

But a qualified aromatherapy, a product that can win customers, has never been produced in such a short time.

Feilin's girl is only in middle school, and apart from her homework, she still has a reserved physical training program, so she has very little time to study aromatherapy.

The finished product took my mother by surprise. In her opinion, it is indeed a fragrance with great potential.

is the cost is slightly higher.

After proving that the perfume will not cause any side effects on people, or cause allergies in special groups of people, she let her daughter do it.

The price is indeed on the high side. Compared with the normal mainstream scents on sale, it lacks the unique appeal and is a bit lighter.

There are not many audiences, but there are real ones.At present, there are no repeat customers, and the repurchase cycle of perfumes is not so fast.

When the girl comes here every day, she will pay attention to how many people like the results of her painstaking efforts. Looking at the sales volume that jumps from time to time, the smile on her face melts the hearts of countless shop assistants.

Today was originally a holiday, so she came to see her results, and wanted to know more about what types of fragrances customers tend to prefer.

If there is still a chance, she will definitely try to continue to make aromatherapy to help her parents.

The instructor in charge of teaching her training said that people must have resilience. Perhaps not many people can achieve perseverance, but if you have to fight for yourself and give up when you say you give up, then what is the use of your determination.

Even if you know you may fail, you still have to fight.People just have to be competitive.

Everything was going towards a better tomorrow, until someone came out of the sewers and spread chaos on the land.

She didn't know what those people were going to do, but she just watched everyone leave them far away, and heard someone yelling.

They said, why would there be dirty infected people in Londinium, they would only bring Originium disease to this city.

The next moment, some infected people got angry and threw the gold-reddish gravel at those people, shouting, "Dirty, dirty, you can talk, you idiots! You just wait to be like us! Fuck you of!"

The chaos slowly expanded, and some of the enraged infected took up arms, and all the infected took up weapons.

Blood splatter.

The horrific scene and the fear of the Originium disease made countless people turn pale, angrily decrying those guys as thugs and wanting to escape from here.

But there are infected people in front and behind.

The whole street is full of infected people, they are already surrounded.

Feilin's girl looked at the shop assistants who were also fleeing in all directions. She couldn't run that fast, so she could only hide in the shop, praying that she would not be found.

But the entire storefront was shaking violently, and many stalagmites grew on the ground.

The infected masters outside used the Originium skills they acquired when they got the Originium Disease, regardless of whether they were enemies or friends, and isolated the rescue troops who came after hearing the news, causing many people to stumble to the ground.

There are also some bolides that drag long tail flames and hit people.

The little girl felt that the ceiling above her head was about to fall down, but she didn't dare to make a sound.

The infected who were attracted by the smell of the aromatherapy grabbed a few customers who were also hiding in the store, and threw the stick in their hands at them one after another.

The girl hid in a hidden place and couldn't see them, but the voice of begging for mercy penetrated everywhere and got into her ears.

Who……

Who can help me……

father... mother,

Uh...

No.70 Nine Heavens Tracys is not worthy to become light.

The doctor did not arrive at the scene immediately, and the bus had already stopped this route.

And Victoria's peacekeeping troops have surrounded the entire street, and the weapons in their hands emit a cold light.

They are mainly responsible for keeping those infected people from escaping, and at the same time appease the emotions of the crowd outside, and disperse the onlookers.

The doctor looked at the small map and had a clear overview of the situation in the street.

W followed beside him, tiptoeing to look inside.

Blood and a few scattered limbs fell on the ground, especially bloody.

The elite troops have already gone in to fight with those infected people. Facing those sallow-faced and emaciated thugs, they can crush them one-on-one, one-on-two with ease, and one-on-three can also solve them.

But there are sorcerers here, and there are Ursus who are born with great strength.

In the current situation, reasoning is useless.

They have committed acts of violence, they have begun to hurt people, and there may even be dead.According to Victoria law, the casualties caused during the violence are not responsible.

The infected have to pay for their actions.

It's just that the ending that I was about to come to was brought forward.

Doomsday carnival.

The doctor saw the young man who liked to dress himself up in the small map.in there.

"..."

He turned his eyes and saw that the person begging in front of the peacekeeping force was the friend of the young man.The doctor walked forward silently and heard the conversation between them.

"Please accommodate me, my friend is inside." He repeated his words like this, trying to push away the Victorian soldiers who blocked him.

All he got was hard silence.

This somewhat stubborn young man has been shouting for a long time, but it is their duty to keep the crowd outside from being harmed.

I can't let the number of casualties increase by one more number.

And those inside can only pray that the other party's life is hard enough to be rescued by those who go in to calm the chaos.

The doctor went to the front of the wall and was stopped by the peacekeepers.

"Sir! No entry is allowed ahead, please detour or leave."

"..." The doctor didn't take care of the peacekeepers, but just patted the young man on the shoulder, "...it's useless for you to do this."

"You are..." The young man looked back at him, snorted coldly at him, and stopped responding.

What do you know?That's not who you are, of course you don't care and don't need your hypocrisy.

"..." The peacekeepers pouted at the doctor, treating him as a friend of this stubborn guy, hoping to persuade him to leave.

They admire each other's steadfast friendship, but life is no child's play.

The doctor looked at the streets inside, cut the small map to Teresis's palace, watched him walk in the corridor, took a casual look at the report, and closed his eyes silently.

Tracys...

You are not Theresa after all.

You will not become the light of this world.

"...you wait outside." The doctor said to the young man, took off his coat, and put it in W's arms.

The girl gave the doctor a strange look, her eyes widened suddenly, and she reached out to hold his palm.

"I'll go and bring him back."

Before the peacekeeping soldiers could react, someone climbed over the human wall and rushed in after a few steps.

He went in only to save people, as long as they were still alive and there were people to save, he would do his best to save them.

He has no way to save the infected people who have asked for their own death, and he is not qualified to save them.

Otherwise, what would they use to appease the anger of those who have been injured or even died here?

This is victim to victim mutual hurt, he is just an outsider.

When they came to Londinium, the doctor did not see any infected people in the city at all, and there were no traces of infected people moving outside the city shown on the small map.

This was planned by someone to use the blood of the infected to create chaos.

He didn't know whose order it was, or who made it all.

Suspicion cannot be taken as evidence, but it can change one person's attitude towards another.

He didn't want to go to tomorrow's seminar, at least not with the identity Tracys had given him.

W wanted to follow in, but saw the peacekeeper staring at her expressionlessly.

She had no choice but to smile embarrassingly, and pulled the young man who was looking at the doctor's back to back away.

Why didn't he discuss it with himself?

W grinds his teeth, watching the doctor gradually disappear from his sight, he still thinks of a way to keep up, otherwise he won't feel at ease.

It's just that those soldiers never let go of their eyes when they stared at her, especially when she was still a Sarkaz.

The doctor soon appeared in her line of sight, with one arm around the other, and moved out the two unconscious and blood-stained people, placed them ten meters away from the peacekeeping troops, and then walked towards them.

The soldiers tried to catch him, but they heard him ask, "Where is your captain? I have something to say."