Tomorrow's Ark, please don't die

"Angelina, are you awake?"

Fiatina opened Angelina's door and poked her head out.

"Um...Mom? Let me sleep for a while..."

Are you sleepy?

Fia Tina squatted down beside Angelina's bed, looked at Angelina's peaceful sleeping face, and lightly poked Angelina's soft cheek with her fingers.

"I'm not a mother? It's time to get up."

"... just sleeping for a while..."

Angelina frowned slightly when she was poked. She turned over and turned her face towards the wall. Fiatina sighed helplessly.

"Class starts in 10 minutes!"

"Wow!"

Angelina seemed to have heard something terrible, she sat up suddenly from the bed, and subconsciously grabbed the bedside table beside her, but her hand was empty.

"Mom, why didn't you wake me up earlier!...Miss Fia?"

Angelina's eyes quickly focused on Fia Tina beside her. Fia Tina had a gentle smile on her face, but Angelina couldn't help swallowing.

"Um, uh, I thought I haven't worked these two days..."

"Is there no work, Miss Angelina?"

Fia Tina tilted her head in doubt, "However, you can grow taller if you go to bed early and get up early?"

"I see."

Angelina nodded in a sudden realization, so does this place still provide working meals?

"Well... However, there are indeed some tasks that need to be told to you in advance. Don't worry, the official work will start in three days, and you still have time to prepare."

"I understand."

Angelina clenched her fists as if to cheer herself up.

......

"Suck, suck--"

Angelina ate the noodle soup with big mouthfuls. As a native of Syracuse, she had never seen noodles like this. It seemed that she liked it very much.

"Eat slowly, no one will rob you."

Fia Tina patted Angelina's back lightly, and she also found a seat to sit down. The next words were mainly for Angelina.

--Work.

Fia Tina once promised Angelina to provide her with a job, and she was troubled for a long time.

Now I have some clues, although Fiatina still hasn't figured out what to do.

However, Angelina's Originium skills are very suitable for carrying or delivering things, so discuss it with Warfarin in the past two days, and Angelina will be ready soon.

"Ha--morning."

Laplande's voice came from behind, Fiadina turned her head sideways, and it was easy to see Laplande walking out of the room stretching her waist.

Probably due to years of exercise, Laplande was in pretty good shape. She touched her nose, narrowed her eyes slightly and sniffed.

"Good morning, would you like some breakfast?"

"Of course, I must taste such a good smell."

Laplande grinned, revealing a mouthful of gleaming white teeth, and Fiadina nodded.

Laplande got a bowl of noodle soup as she wished, and she woke up just in time. The noodle soup was not hot when it was just out of the oven, nor was it cold and swollen after being left for too long. It was just warm and delicious. when.

Fiatina is not used to hard-boiled eggs, so her poached eggs are cooked very well, mixed in the noodle soup and sprinkled with chopped green onions, it looks pretty good.

"really not bad."

Laplande sighed in admiration, picked up the chopsticks and was about to taste the noodle soup.

Then, there was another "sucking and sucking" wolf on the dining table.

Fiatina waited until Angelina had finished eating, and then propped her chin with both hands, acting like a boss.

Of course, she has never been a boss, or a so-called leader, at most she was a class leader in elementary school.This is naturally learned from TV dramas.

"Have you finished eating?"

Fia Tina tried her best to make herself look softer. What she didn't know was that Angelina had already secretly regarded Fia Tina as her idol. No matter what she did, Angelina would look down on her Cheers to the stars.

Of course, if you do things that are unreasonable or unreasonable, you will probably feel extremely disappointed.

"Finished!"

Angelina pouted her mouth, and even drank the soup.

"Okay, very spirited."

It's good that young people are motivated to work.

Before that, though.

"Did Lucille give you a stick called the Origin Stone Staff?"

"Have."

Angelina remembered the magic staff that Lucille handed her earlier, it looked very handsome, but she couldn't use it.

"Hmm... how well do you master your Originium skills?"

"Totally unskilled."

Angelina scratched the back of her head and said in embarrassment.

This is also normal, Angelina's origin stone skill is to control gravity, gravity is not so easy to control, she needs to learn more relevant knowledge, and she has only just become an infected person.

"Well, it looks like you'll have to find a teacher first."

Fiatina sighed.

PS: I'm pushing a book, it's also porridge.

Nice to meet you, Roz, you sanity-obliterating demon!

I am the narrator of this misery, Constructing the Circle of Fate - Auerlaug.

And your story starts with this string of numbers:

2450!

One year, you picked up a red cat who likes to eat ice cream. She is a substitute messenger and has an invincible substitute named Levatin, until the ore disease hit.

Another year, you hooked a peculiar scale that seemed to enjoy the idealistic stories you told your friends until the Great Rebellion arose.

This year, you had an extra sister, but the other party's weak and ridiculous ideal made you burst into laughter. After calming down, you backhandedly took her very moist friend into your pocket.

You are keen to set off the chaotic winds of change under the dilapidated order, and taste the fear and pain caused by the world with the most elegant posture. Does this make you happy?

This year, the message you sent the most is: Here are some beautiful pictures of Black Snake.

Chapter 34 Syracuse and the Messenger of Nations

Winter is drawing to a close.

In winter in Syracuse, there is no snowflakes, the sun is always bright, and there is a hint of cold in the air.

Somewhere in Syracuse.

It has a very Baroque style, with pointed domes standing on independent square columns, and rich patterns carved on the walls, glass fragments of different colors are pasted together to form patterns of different shapes, lined up to look solemn And heavy.

This is the government of Syracuse, the apparent ruler of Syracuse.

A girl with purple shoulder-length short hair stood in front of the door, with a halo of light floating above her head and wings of light floating behind her.Apparently, unlike half-asses like Fiatina, she was a real Lateran, a Sakota.

Messenger of all nations.

A special messenger force presided over by the current pope.

Due to Lateran's detached status and permanent neutral position in the inner circle countries, it often happens that Lateran officials are entrusted to convey important information about special events.In order to promote exchanges among countries, couriers from all countries are sent to reside in different countries.But this does not mean that the Messenger of Nations is detached from others, at least in Syracuse, she was deflated.

Anna is the messenger of all nations in charge of Syracuse's diplomacy. She has been stationed in Syracuse for two years, but she still hasn't seen the real leader behind Syracuse.

--family.

Just when Anna thought that things were going to be impossible, she suddenly received a summons from the Syracuse government.

"What the hell is the government of Syracuse doing with planes?"

Anna muttered softly.

From the inner side of the government, a row of Luper men wearing black sunglasses and black suits came out, standing on both sides of the road and quickly lined up.

What are you doing?

Anna frowned.

She had never seen such a battle.

The government of Syracuse is just a puppet government. As a messenger of all nations, she has long known that it is impossible for them to summon so many bodyguards.

In other words, the person she is going to meet today is likely to be from a certain family.

Anna clicked her tongue.

It's not that I'm afraid, but that it's troublesome.

"I'm glad you were able to meet the appointment on time, Messenger of All Nations."

It was a very pleasant female voice, which seemed to have some inexplicable allure, but her tone was not very good.

"Nice to meet you, too."

Anna didn't know what she did or what happened. The most surprising thing she did these days was just to find a candy store and buy all the candies.

She can't be blamed for this, after all, the food in Syracuse really doesn't suit her taste, and a life without sweets is almost worse than killing her.

——It is impossible for a certain leader of the family to also like to eat the candy of that candy house, and then find that the candy has been sold out, so he came to him.

Then...then I can share her bag of candies, after all, Anna is carrying so much now.

"Let's get straight to the point."

"A few days ago, my subordinates encountered obstacles during their mission in Palermo. According to their description, the obstacles were a person with a halo and a person with strange power."

"Let's not count the strange force first, but, in the whole continent, besides your Rutlan, is there another family with a halo?"

The mysterious female voice gradually became louder, with a hint of questioning.

"Is that what Rutland meant?"

"That's impossible!" Anna retorted almost instantly.

Anna is the only messenger sent to Syracuse. If there are other Sakotas who come to Syracuse to perform missions, they will usually use their special communication devices to inform Anna in advance.

This is very wrong. There is no need for the family to use trumped-up charges to suppress themselves. Even if the charges are convicted, killing a messenger from Lateran to all nations will not be of any benefit to Syracuse.

"Do you think I should trust my subordinates or a messenger from another country?"

The mysterious female voice asked back.

"... Ma'am, please allow me to declare that Lateran is absolutely neutral, including our Messenger of All Nations, and it is absolutely impossible to interfere with the policies of other countries."

Anna paused, as if sorting out her words,

"If there is such a person of the same family here, I should have known about it long ago. However, I will still follow your wishes. I will investigate this matter and find out the villain who is trying to discredit Lateran. "

"Better so."

The female voice was probably satisfied, and left a last sentence.