After coming out of the cell, Song Lan chatted with the newly appointed young warden for some time, and remembered Mr. Henry who died unexpectedly due to myocardial infarction.
Mr. Henry didn't seem to be a decent person when he was alive.
If this news spreads to Oasis, not only will no one remember him, people will also decorate with lights and hang paintings and calligraphy with the words "Good Death" in their bedrooms. What they have to do now is to let Oasis's people remember him. People don't have to hide it, they can post calligraphy and paintings in the streets in a big way without fear of retaliation from the brotherhood.
This is Mr. Henry's life.
Even the dogs in Lila City couldn't help but celebrate when they knew he was dead.
"Nothingness" has a dream, that is, one day, the people in the oasis will no longer be harmed by the Brotherhood, and can live an upright life in the land that gave birth to and raised them without having to swallow their anger.
Although "Nihility" does not yet know that he has such a dream, Song Lan believes that the other party's ideological consciousness should soon realize this, and mobilize the Chamber of Commerce to completely drive out the cancer of the Brotherhood from this country.
After some conversation, the young warden gained some new understandings about human beings.
First, those who do many evil deeds will have a 72.9% chance of suffering from serious heart disease.
Secondly, these brotherhood members will be imprisoned until the day when the town residents forgive them. Until then, they must reflect on their actions in a dark prison.
Thirdly, for those inmates who have a good attitude towards admitting their mistakes and actively correct themselves, a braised chicken leg can be added to their lunch the next day as appropriate. Those who have a bad attitude will have their lunch deducted.
Lao Xu, who was listening in, discovered that there was a serious loophole in it.
After the two of them walked out of the prison door, he raised the problem he had discovered, "You said before that your ability is different from directly giving life. You restore their life state to that before they returned to encounter the Brotherhood. state, which means that their memories have also gone back."
"Um."
Song Lan was noncommittal.
"So how can you forgive them since they have never met the Brotherhood?"
The residents living in Sandstone Town don't even know about the existence of the prison, and they will not send people to express to the great sage... the dwarf musketeer that they have forgiven the Brotherhood.
In other words, Jack Roman and his accomplices may never be able to leave that prison again.
life imprisonment.
And there is no mechanism to reduce the sentence. This life will be accompanied by darkness until the day of death.
"Nothingness" felt that this might be a crueler punishment than killing them directly - being forgotten by the whole world and eventually dying and rotting in a country where others would never discover them.
"You never intended to let them go from the beginning."
"Um."
Song Lan nodded lightly again, confirming the suspicion in "Nothingness"'s mind.
He followed Song Lan, unable to say a word for a long time.
Nature is easy to change but hard to change. After so many years, the essence of this person has not changed. Although this guy looks lazy and talkative all day long, once a conflict occurs, he is also the kind of person who will never stop doing anything. .
The best he can do is to have a friendly chat with you before he kills you, and a few friendly words to remember you after he kills you, just as he did with Mr. Henry.
"Lao Xu, don't think about them. Today is the first day of the establishment of the Kingdom of Odro-Nibulus. It is a good day."
Song Lan reminded "Nothingness", "Next we are going to visit the history museum in the capital."
This is their last stop in the kingdom.
The war between the Resistance Army and the Brotherhood has completely begun, and they must return to the front line of the war as soon as possible.
Under the guidance of the Death Crab guide, a magnificent museum whose area was enlarged several times appeared in front of them. Standing in front of the museum was the statue of the Great Sage, the first ruler of Ozor-Nibulus. Taking into account the huge size of the Death Crab, the museum took into consideration from the beginning that it must be able to accommodate adult Death Crabs to enter the museum.
The Great Sage attached great importance to their visit and had been waiting outside the door of the History Museum early.
After arriving at the museum, Song Lan discovered that the problems here were much more difficult than he imagined.
The space of the museum has been enlarged, which means that the feeling of emptiness has also increased several times.
After entering the door, all the display cabinets were empty. The only exhibit was "Frostmourne +15" listed in the most conspicuous position. The introduction boards for the artifacts were prepared, with the words "Human Language" and "Death Crab" respectively. Language and Swarm Language were introduced in three versions.
According to legend, this ancient and powerful artifact was given to the ethnic group by the gods themselves, which also means that they are a race blessed by the gods.
"Nothingness" looked very carefully.
If you put aside the spiritual energy that haunts the artifact, you can find that the artifact's true identity is an umbrella.
The ordinary model is sold in major supermarkets, and the price should not exceed 15 watts.
This reassured him a lot. Everyone donated artifacts to the history museum. It couldn't be that what Song Lan donated was a cool weapon that could destroy the world, while what he donated was a lighter, right?
Otherwise, if such a thing is seen by subsequent visitors, he will definitely be looked down upon.
Before the donation, "Nothingness" also made some tricks on the lighter. When he personally handed the lighter to the great sage, red flames enveloped the lighter - before this, he had never tried it. By using psychic powers purely as decoration.
Song Lan could always come up with some ways of using psychic powers that made his eyes darken.
Home-based psychic.
Suddenly, a new career branch popped into his mind.
"Coupled with this never-perishable pan-fried pancake, the history museum now has three artifact-level exhibits. This is a very high-level exhibition even in the world."
Song Lan participated in the storage ceremony of the exhibits presided over by the Great Sage, and the new three-language signboard will be completed soon, which fully demonstrates that the Death Crab Clan is a diversified ethnic group that is in line with the world.
The enthusiastic applause lasted for a minute, and then the two of them and the Death Crabs fell into an awkward silence as they looked at the empty exhibition hall.
Based on his many years of travel experience, "Nothingness" reminded, "If this museum were to sell tickets, it would probably be reported as a fraud."
After viewing the three exhibits upon entering, only an empty display cabinet is left, and the visit can be completed in about 2 minutes.
"This is because your perspective on the problem is too limited."
Song Lan waved her hand and said, "Compared with when the museum first opened, the number of artifacts on display has increased by 200%. Do you know what 200% is?"
You can go to any history museum in the world and ask the director how big a project it would be to increase the number of existing exhibits by 200%, but the Death Crabs did it in just one day. Possible tasks.
This fully proves the potential of this exhibition hall, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the future is promising.
"Have you ever worked in the statistics department?"
"Nothingness" looked at Song Lan with suspicion.
There are people like this everywhere.
Their daily job is to quantify serious social problems with numbers, and then use their rich experience to tell you that things are not as serious as you think.
These are all trivial problems.
All is well and the world is at peace.
"No."
Song Lan shook her head, "I have made some suggestions to the supervisor on crime rate statistics before, but I was ordered to stay away from the statistics section in the future."
"You should stay away from them."
"Nothingness" very much agrees with Lu Xiang's decision.
As expected of their old friend, even though his strength and memory became blurry, he still instinctively remembered Song Lan's harmfulness.
He felt that District 17 was prospering now, thanks to Lu Xiang being in charge. Otherwise, with Song Lan's characteristics, it would not be long before the law enforcement department would be filled with chaos from top to bottom.
"We can only help you get here. After all, Odra-Nibulus is your kingdom, and the history displayed here should be created by you yourself."
Due to the limitation of his height, Song Lan could only pat the great sage's crab legs, which were like load-bearing pillars, with sincerity.
“But how do we create our own history?”
The great sage felt the meaning of parting and was reluctant to leave.
For the Death Crab, this day is of great significance.
The arrival of the two people allowed them to no longer just lurk in the deep sand, but to truly have their own kingdom. It was isolated from the world, but there was a vast land waiting for them to explore like the outside world.
Not only that, the swarm also sent many scholars to impart knowledge to them, teaching them knowledge that they had never touched before.
The fire of civilization is being nurtured on this land, and what they have to do is to make this fire given to them by the gods themselves bloom and bear fruit.
"Remember the name of this place, the History Museum. The meaning of its existence is to record anything meaningful to you here. This is decided by you and your tribe."
"Anything that means something to us..."
The great sage's eyes were as bright as a torch, but he seemed to understand.
It is too difficult to understand this in a short time, but fortunately, it still has enough time to learn. The title of the first ruler of Uldra-Nibulus gives it unprecedented power.
This is just the beginning, we must keep moving forward.
Before bidding farewell, the Great Sage said sincerely to the two of them, "The next time you come here, I promise that the history museum will no longer be empty."
This is its promise.
It is a promise to the gods and the eternal best friends of the tribe.
When the two left the kingdom of the Death Crab, the sky in the oasis had turned fish belly white.
It's been a long day. Song Lan hasn't slept a wink since she woke up in the morning.
After the two left, the Great Sage fulfilled his promise.
Before dawn, he added a new exhibit to the history museum:
"Mr. Henry - The Man with Myocardial Infarction".
His existence is of great significance to the Death Crab clan.
They recorded Mr. Henry's deeds in three different languages. Even if one day he dries in a museum or even turns into a skeleton, the Death Crabs will remember him in their hearts.
It was Mr. Henry who made them understand the horror of heart disease, and also spurred generations of young Death Crabs to embark on the path of medical exploration.
…
One day is enough to bring about earth-shaking changes to the already turbulent oasis.
Compared with the last time I arrived in Lute City, the whole city had become quiet, and the streets were sparsely populated. When dawn came, the people singing and dancing disappeared. The doors and windows of every house were closed, and those who had some means had already packed up. After packing their luggage, they hired a bus and rushed to escape.
They had a hunch that this would be a war on a larger scale than the war of encirclement and suppression, affecting more people.
Nowadays, there are dozens of rebels in the oasis with a bounty of more than 10 million, and their leaders are even more infamous. Almost every one of them has the reputation of subverting the country.
Now, they are targeting the true rulers of the country - the Brotherhood.
The Oasis Peace Company, owned by the Brotherhood, also launched their operations.
They strategically withdrew their manpower from major cities such as Lira, and border cities with less rebel forces became their main positions.
Perhaps because there was a lot of wind and sand along the way, Song Lan and "Nihility" also became the targets of Oasis Peace Company's active wooing.
The two of them had just walked a few steps into the city when leaflets were handed to them.
The girl who sent the flyers was wearing a tight-fitting nun's uniform, which wrapped her body tightly but also exposed her graceful curves. Song Lan observed secretly for a moment and found that the people who distributed the flyers at Oasis Peace Company were all beautiful nuns. They were full of beautiful women. A friendly smile can bring a touch of warmth to people in this troubled world.
The children couldn't stand it when they saw this battle.
The above is Song Lan’s evaluation of Oasis Peace Company’s strategy.
While they were standing on the street, they saw several young people from Root City who wanted to leave fell to the offensive of the nuns. They held flyers in their hands and ran towards them. Said meeting point.
In addition to the American offensive, Oasis Peace Company also showed enough sincerity - they prepared a wealth of supplies for the people at the assembly point. Even if war comes, it will be enough for them to use these supplies to protect themselves.
And if you enlist in the army now to defend the safety of the oasis, you will receive preferential treatment at the highest level of the company.
"Lao Xu, do you see any secrets?"
"Well, your eyes stayed on the nun for 13 seconds just now."
?
Under Song Lan's puzzled gaze, "Nothingness" patted Song Lan's shoulder and said with a "Leave it to me" look, "You like tight-fitting nun clothes, right? It's okay if you're embarrassed to speak. I'll go talk to you." Lu said that the clothing company under the Chamber of Commerce can customize any style you want."
A lot of people have been sick recently, and it seems that the third wave of Yang is coming. Readers, please take great care to protect yourself and stay away from the virus.
Small theater its two hundred and seventy-four:
A certain day of a certain year, a certain day, a Wednesday, in the morning
Lu Xiang recently discovered that Ye Lu has been gathering around the crib every day since she brought the baby home. She was originally worried that this might cause jealousy among the children, but Ye Lu is already ready to be a big sister. Prepare.
She holds a fairy tale book every day and tells fairy tales to the baby in a decent manner.
"In the end, the prince and princess ate the evil witch and lived happily ever after."
"...Night Heron, wait a moment."
Lu Xiang took a step forward.
Why does this story sound wrong to me?
What kind of fairy tale would allow the princess and prince to eat the witch?
The baby's eyes are also spinning around, trying hard to absorb the new knowledge he has heard.
"This is "Yelu Fairy Tale". I asked Sister Zhuang Chi to help customize it."
Ye Lu turned to one of the pages in the fairy tale book, "The witch's delicacy level is 20, which is a rare delicacy."
"Witch, delicious food!"
The baby's eyes became crescent-shaped, and he babbled and clapped his hands.
"Remember, witches can't eat it."
Lu Xiang took a deep breath and touched the baby's head. The baby raised his head in confusion, looked at her for a long time, and asked in a sweet voice, "Well, where is the guard, Uncle Li?"
"Night Heron!"
Lu Xiang grabbed Ye Lu, who was about to run away, "What did you teach her!"
(End of chapter)
