Tomorrow's Ark, please don't die

Warfarin added after Fiatina.

Fiatina said "OK" without looking back, and then returned to the living room again.

In the living room, Laplande had secretly finished eating the cake and returned to his own place, intending to finish the last little things in the booklet, and then assign any homework in the afternoon, which would be regarded as the completion of the task.

"Susulo Susulo!"

Fiatina waved to Susulo.

Su Suluo was still taking notes, and when she heard Fiatina's voice, she raised her head in doubt.

"Fee..."

"Cough cough."

Laplande deliberately coughed twice, interrupting Susulo's words.

"Student Su Suluo, it's still class time, and Teacher Fei Ya, don't disturb other students during class time."

Laplande pretended to be serious, Fiadina was slightly taken aback, and then she showed a smirk, she pushed her elbow against Laplande's arm, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear,

"Why are you still addicted to pretending? Didn't you resist it at first?"

"Since the pursuit of truth, then follow through to the end?"

Laplande blushed, hiding his shame with a calm face.

"Don't talk nonsense with you."

Fiatina gave her a blank look, bypassed Laplande directly, and handed the staff to Susulo.

"Here, take it."

Fiatina smiled and patted Susulo on the shoulder,

"Having learned the Originium skill for so long, it's time for a little real combat!"

"Hey...? Do you need me to go to the battlefield?"

"It's not necessary, do we look like we are about to go to the battlefield?"

Fiatina asked back.

"...not very similar either."

"Isn't that what it is?"

Fiatina blinked at Susuluo, stood up and stretched, "I'll talk about Originium skills in the afternoon, you guys go ahead, I'm going to prepare lunch."

After saying that, Fia Tina stepped into the kitchen.

......

Because of the failure of the task, Hong was put on leave for a long time, at least she thought so.

She walked alone in the shadow of the woods, a little depressed.

Since being trained as a killer, Hong has never failed a mission, and this is the first time she has failed.

Suddenly, the light flickered.

Hong raised her head, and through the gaps in the leaves, she saw a halo dangling in her field of vision.

"Red, halo, enemy."

Hong whispered to himself softly.

Her figure flickered, hidden in the shadows.

The last time it was too urgent, Hong didn't observe the other party's appearance carefully, but just temporarily remembered the other party's characteristics, this time she had enough time to observe.

"Light Wings, Halo."

"Red remembers."

Although it felt slightly different from the figure in memory, Hong still nodded seriously.

Without a mission, she is not qualified to kill.She needs to report the whereabouts of "Halo", that is, "Grandma" to "Parents".

"Red, will kill you."

Hong whispered to himself.

Then, her figure disappeared into the shadows.

......

Anna felt the killing intent behind her disappear.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and the hand holding the shotgun slightly relaxed.

She thought she was about to encounter a battle, but the killing intent of the other party made her body tremble slightly. If she really matched, she might really end up here.

Although it is said that Lateran is the safest place in Terran, this does not mean that Sakota's privileges can be spread all over Terran.

The feeling of being watched just now made her more convinced that there must be a deeper conspiracy in this disguised "incident", and she was not sure whether she would fall into the quagmire.

"My Lord, I need help."

she whispered to herself.

PS: Catch up!

Chapter 45 Rutland

Lateran, Pope's Hall.

Rows of columns are neatly arranged to form arches of the same size one after another. Stained glass, icons embedded in the white walls, pointed domes soaring into the sky, and a holy and huge cross stand here.

As the most iconic building in Lateran, the Pope's Hall has an obvious "Latland" atmosphere, holy and solemn, which seems to indicate that as long as the Pope's Hall still exists here, Lateran will be the safest place on this land.

But in such a place, there is a piece of weird music playing.

"Cup~zi~egg~cake~"

"Three boxes, packed."

"Bu~Long~Ni~Egg~Cake~"

"Four boxes, packed."

Click.

The KFC grandfather with a thick white beard turned off the weird and exciting stereo, and sat on his own sofa with a smile.

"My lord, the courier from Syracuse has applied for communication with you. She claims that she is in deep vortex and needs a considerable degree of help."

"I know."

The pope is used to squinting his eyes, holding a sacred staff in one hand, and carefully combing his beard with the other hand. He is wearing a large robe, and his face under the round-rimmed glasses looks like benign countenance.

Evangelista XI, the contemporary Pope of Lateran, an old man at the top of Lateran theocracy and political power, was cheerfully putting a few cubes of sugar into a teacup.

"Would you like a cup of tea? I suggest you put a few more cubes of sugar. Sufficient sugar will help calm your mood."

"No, I'm still working."

"It was just an invitation from an old man to a young man who happened to accost him."

"..."

Evangelista XI looked distressed and sighed, he beckoned lightly and motioned for Tongqi to open the communication.

*呲—呲——*

After a brief noise, a pleasant female voice came from the other end of the communicator.

"Notary office, Minister of the Department of Discipline Enforcement, Vier Liv, greetings to you, Your Excellency the Pope."

"Well, my dear child, the courier from all nations to Syracuse has encountered a little trouble. I need you to assign a team of notary office members to Syracuse to provide her with a little help."

"I understand."

"Okay."

Of course, this sentence was not meant for Vierlive. Tong Qi turned off the communicator, and the Pope still maintained a kind and kind smile on his face. He once again extended an invitation to Tong Qi,

"Now, our work is over, do you want to sit down and taste a delicious cactus tart?"

"..."

notary office.

Vierliv scratched her head with some headaches.

This mission is different from the past, the Pope personally ordered it, and specially emphasized "small help"... No matter how you think about it, it doesn't seem like a mission that can be skipped, right?

If she hadn't been obsessed with important tasks, she would even have wanted to take part in this task herself.

"Let's think about it, the people in the notary office who haven't sent out missions recently... um, Andorn's team? This guy looks a little crazy, but he's pretty reliable, and he's probably qualified for this team. "

"It's decided. Other tasks will be postponed a little bit, and the tasks assigned by the Pope himself will be given priority."

......

Rutland, Dessert House.

It is a tradition of Andorn's team that whenever a new dessert shop is opened, members of their entire team will gather to hold a new party, and then taste the taste of this dessert shop together.

"Speaking of which, we haven't received the mission for a long time, right?"

The Li Boli girl with long fiery red hair holding a fork held a piece of cake, pursed her lips, and said worriedly.

"It's only been two days since our last mission, huh? Fiameta."

Lemuane replied with a smile, pushing a piece of chocolate cake in front of Fiametta,

"Come on, let's have a piece of cake first."

"Last time? That counted as a mission last time? Witness two restless Sakotas blowing up the pillars in the city center?... I still can't understand what you Sakotas are thinking."

"Why don't you try it too, maybe you will know the fun of it."

Mostima said to Fiameta with a smile, in a voice that sounded persuasive.

But Fiametta didn't like this, she pursed her lips,

"No, I don't have that kind of hobbies and interests, and I'm not bored to that extent. Instead of having that time, we might as well throw a few more parties—the kind that invites all my friends."

"The kind that calls out Xiao Le?"

Lei Muan also became interested, and raised her mouth by the way,

"So little Fia, you actually want to hold that kind of party?"

"That kind?"

Fiameta was slightly startled at first, but reacted suddenly after seeing the smirk on Lemuane's face, her pretty face was instantly filled with red, she turned her head, a little incoherently,

"You... what are you thinking!"

"I didn't say anything, did I?"

Lemiuan blinked innocently, with a sly look in her eyes, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, but she covered her mouth with one hand, showing a look that was about to cry.

"So, in Little Fia's eyes, am I that kind of woman?"

"No, it's just me..."

This appearance of Remuian startled Fiameta, and she immediately searched for words of comfort in her mind, but in the blink of an eye she saw Remuian put down her hand covering her mouth, revealing a hidden smile.

Fiametta suddenly realized that she had been cheated, and she puffed up her cheeks angrily, "I knew it, I shouldn't easily believe the nonsense of you, a fun person, Lemuen, you have done all kinds of bad things!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, because Little Fia is really cute when she is angry."

Lemuen patted Fiameta's shoulder with a smile, and Mostima moved the seat closer to Fiameta's side,

"Okay, don't think about it so much, shall we continue the party tomorrow?"

"Lemuane is not allowed to drink this time, okay?"

Fiameta paused, exhorted, and seemed to be complaining,

"I don't want to be writing a review."