Tomorrow's Ark, please don't die

Muyan's voice became lower and lower, and she gradually realized the flaws in her words, but this was indeed how she lived her life.

I can't tell her how I became a mercenary in Kazdel, what's the difference between that and a killer!

Mu Yan suddenly felt a little wronged, and was so overwhelmed that he couldn't speak for a while.

"But..."

Hong was even more at a loss, she shook her head,

"Hong doesn't know Miss Fei Ya. Hong has no friends, and no family. Hong only has grandma, and only grandma's home can go back."

"Miss Hong..."

Mudstone didn't know what to say.

The two hugged their knees, each huddled in the corner of the tent, Mu Yan buried his face in his thighs, Hong raised his head and looked at the sky, they didn't know what they were thinking about.

Suddenly, Hong spoke.

To the mudstone, thus asking,

"What should Red do?"

Mudstone is silent.

She didn't know how to answer Hong either.

But if it was Miss Fia, how would she answer at this time?

Miss Fia's loud oath once appeared in her mind,

"Sarkaz shall be free!"

All souls should be free, and no one is qualified to be bound.Muyan thought that this sentence should be suitable here.

So she took a deep breath,

"Everyone is free, Hong. You should also have what you want to do. The answer should be found by yourself."

"Find it by yourself?...Hong, I don't know what to do. Hong is not used to communicating with people...and not used to staying indoors."

"..."

The two fell silent again.

Mudrock really didn't know how to answer.Her way of life is taught by Fia, all she does is follow Fia Tina, naturally...

Wait, Fia?

The mudstone blinked, and the beautiful eyes like rubies looked at the red,

tentatively asked,

"My way of life is taught by Miss Fia Tina, why don't you go to Miss Fia? Maybe Miss Fia will teach you the way of life. I believe Miss Fia will welcome you. .”

But Miss Laplande is not necessarily.

"...Miss Fia?"

Hong whispered the name once, then raised her head firmly.

"Red will go to Miss Fia before 'Grandma' calls for Red again. Red will work for Miss Fia and prove Red's usefulness."

"Red, I want to find my own meaning"

Chapter 130 Second, the figure under the moonlight is gorgeous and beautiful

It was already night when Shirter came back.

She searched around the villa, but couldn't find Fiatina.

She found Lapland who was looking after the house, and asked her,

"Where's Fiatina?"

"I don't know, probably in the warehouse, or the factory?"

Laplande shrugged.

"How would I know that I'm not by Fia's side. Could it be me who should stay by Fia's side most at this time?"

"..."

Stuart nodded.

Shirtel came to the warehouse.

There was a slight snore in the warehouse.

Most of the patients with mild symptoms do not need surgery. Under the care of peripheral doctors, most of the patients recovered temporarily.With the addition of volunteers like Angelina, there are also mental doctors who carefully shuttle between the patients on their feet, checking the health status of each patient.

unexpected,

There is no sense of despair or even gloom here.

Shirtel has seen cities that have been swept away by natural disasters.

Physicians from other cities came to help and the survivors were rescued.But the atmosphere between them was much heavier than this.

The dead turn to dust, the body becomes part of the earth, the living mourns for the dead and weeps for themselves.Feelings cannot be suppressed, and even the survivors who survived have more or less psychological diseases.

However, it's different here.

calm.

It was this atmosphere that Shirtel felt the first time.No depression, no sadness.

"Angelina—"

Shirter waved at Angelina, but Angelina turned her head and put her index finger in front of her lips, made a "silence" gesture, and let out a long hiss in a somewhat exaggerated manner.

"Shh-"

"Your boos are louder."

Shirtel complained a little speechlessly, but her voice lowered naturally, and she said softly,

"Where's Fia?"

"Miss Fia?"

Angelina thought for a while.

"Miss Fei Ya is probably resting in the medical room right now. She has undergone surgery for more than ten hours in a row, and she needs to continue when she wakes up tomorrow—no, if other patients still have any symptoms, she still has to stand up."

"I see."

Shirtel was silent.

She turned around and walked towards the medical room.

In the medical room, the lights of the second and third groups have been dimmed.

The first group and the fourth group are respectively in charge of Warfarin and Kelsey, and their battle lines can still be stretched very long.But Susuluo is different from Fiatina. They need to rest, otherwise they will be unable to support themselves.

It's not all patients here.

The small warehouse simply cannot accommodate too many patients. The other patients brought by Kosher are still waiting to be rescued. Only critically ill patients can be rescued in the medical room first. Centralized isolation and protection.

"Steel?"

It was Warfarin's voice.

She seemed to have just finished surgery, and she stretched as she took off her blue gloves, which were stained with red blood.

Turning off the light at the door, Warfarin turned around and sat down, casually took out a bag of blood from the large backpack that had been placed at the door, and drank it in big gulps.

"Bah, it's really hard to drink."

Warfarin scolded.

"..."

Stuart didn't speak.

"Do you think it's weird?"

After drinking the blood bag, Warfarin casually threw the empty bag into the trash can beside her, and let out a long breath.

"It's been a long time since I had such a high-intensity job, and I was really uncomfortable for a while-these blood bags are edible storage blood bags prepared by myself, and the taste is much worse than the special blood bags I usually drink. "

While talking, Warfarin raised her legs on the chair and closed her eyes.

She is very tired.

Stuart could see it.

Even the Gorefiend couldn't do more than a dozen surgeries that lasted nearly [-] hours.It's not that the physical strength can't keep up, but the spirit can't keep up.

Tiredness.

No one can concentrate on high-intensity work for more than ten hours.

"If you're looking for Fiya, she's in the third group? She's probably still sleeping at this time, and she has to continue working at dawn tomorrow."

"Ah."

Stuart responded.

She walked lightly and walked into the room slowly.

She saw the petite girl curled up in the corner of the room, her low snoring sound clearly discernible.She looks like a little animal that needs care, but Shirtel knows that Fiatina is the savior in the eyes of more people.

She is a doctor.

Her hazmat suit and surrounding medical facilities were in ruins.Plasma, interstitial fluid, and more that Sylter couldn't identify left massive stains, and the bad smell still lingered.

This girl who usually likes to be clean is curled up in the corner of the room.

go to bed.

There was also a doctor in the room, and she cleaned the medical facilities as lightly as possible.She couldn't bear to rest in the afternoon, and Fiatina was working alone from afternoon to night.

After cleaning all the medical equipment, she also went to rest.Today is just the first busy day, and they still have a lot to do.

Stuart hung his head.

She sat down beside Fiatina.

She didn't know what to say or what to do.

She thought of more snores she had heard earlier in the warehouse.Most of the people there were people who had just been dragged back from hell by Fia Tina or others.

Wait until tomorrow, these people will thank Fia Tina.Thanks to every physician who worked hard for their lives.

Then on a new day, Fiatina will stand up again and stand under the light until all the people who are still suffering and in danger return to normal.

Hoo hoo...

Probably because she felt that the posture was a bit uncomfortable, Fiatina's body turned slightly.She opened her eyes in a daze, and saw the red-haired cat-eyed girl in front of her.

"Sirtel? Ah...the job is not done yet, I have to keep working..."

"Let's rest first."

Shirtel held Fiatina down.

"It's late."

"No, I've rested long enough."

Fiatina shook her head slightly, she patted her body, stood up with her hands under her body, stretched her waist, and let out a long breath.

"Fia."

Shirtel looked at Fiatina, and the girl in front of her seemed to be stronger than she imagined.

She felt a little distressed.

But she won't stop.

Fiatina raised her head, looked at Shirtel, saw her silent expression, took off her blue gloves, revealed her white and tender hands, and gently stroked Shirtel's face.

"Don't worry about me, Miss Steele."