Precious couldn't help but laugh: "Ha, he praised you for being cute."
Zhou Jinru looked at the picture without saying a word, and his cold expression made the girl cover her mouth in time to suppress her strong smile.
The regent said deeply: "He is a warrior, a person worthy of respect, and a friend from the far east. We will complete his unfinished business for him. Such a man who has broken away from childishness and devoted himself to the lives of citizens A person who sacrifices himself for the safety of his property should be respected by Victorians, and may his soul find eternal peace in this land."
"If you want to know about his heroic deeds, this stone tablet cannot be fully recorded even if it is full of words. If you want to see his heroic deeds, please look around, they are everywhere here."
Seeing this, Zhou Jinru couldn't help but sigh: "I didn't expect that the fire would help him."
That night three days ago, most of the nobles were in Little Londinium. It was impossible for them to not see the fire on the ground. However, the only noble who joined the rescue immediately was the Prince Regent. He had plenty of opportunities to blame all the blame on the nobles. They, and then erect a monument, using a dead tragic hero to awaken the longing in the hearts of the citizens who are drowned by grief.
The extremely suppressed emotions were released. Even if Mrs. Leon passed away just a few days ago, the Regent's support rate would increase significantly in a short period of time. Even if it slowly declines later, at least now, he holds a good card in his hand.
"In fact, the call you initiated at the party received responses from more people, including the Prince Regent. He strongly supports everything you support, and opposes everything you oppose."
Zhou Jinru didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Is he trying to drain the positive impact of my 'death' until every drop is left?"
Also because of Zhou Jinru's 'death', the regent could not touch the political legacy he left in Londinium at all. He could only hand it over to the charity fund to take care of it. The benefit was the share of the infected observation group, Longmen's That leather bag company must have a niche, and with a little more work, it won't be impossible to include Rhode Island...
Zhou Jinru thought about it for a long time and felt that it was not unacceptable, but with the intervention of the regent in the observation group, it could not completely become a tool in his hands.
But in this way, the organization's legitimacy has been greatly enhanced, and its voice has also increased.
For a moment, Zhou Jinru didn't know whether to be happy or sad, so he had to put the matter aside for the time being.
"Precious, where am I?"
"You are in the private house of Miss Angel, and you are sleeping in her room."
What, so this bed belongs to Mostima?
Zhou Jinru looked strange. No wonder the fallen angel looked unhappy when he looked at her. He slept on the bed, so of course she could only sleep on the sofa.
"She is coming."
The TV screen quickly returned to normal, and the regent was still reciting a sad eulogy. Seeing his heartbroken look, Zhou Jinru suddenly had a strong appetite and wanted to eat two more bowls of rice.
Mostima opened the door and came in, looked back and forth, and asked curiously: "Who did you just talk to?"
"Prince Regent, he was reading the eulogy, and I was attending my own funeral."
Zhou Jinru tried his best to use the most normal words to say the most ridiculous things. Mostima glared at him angrily and closed the door with his foot.
"Don't laugh, don't burst the wound."
Zhou Jinru quickly straightened his posture and asked, "How injured am I?"
"It was a skin injury, but it didn't damage any internal organs or cut off major blood vessels. It looks scary, but it's actually not that serious."
Zhou Jinru's heart calmed down a little. The expression on the fallen angel's face gave him the illusion that he only had one breath left...
Mostima stirred the small bowl with a spoon and said calmly: "The little girl who came with you is very good. After searching the first aid kit from you, she is experienced and skillful in emergency treatment of wounds. If she came down from the battlefield, , should be a veteran with about ten years of combat experience."
The little girl that the fallen angel was referring to was Ifrit. As soon as she opened her mouth, Zhou Jinru understood that all of her wounds were treated by Ifrit.
Zhou Jinru warned: "Her situation is a bit special. If she doesn't take the initiative to say it, you'd better not ask. Especially for someone as special as you, I'm worried that something will go wrong."
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"You don't need to say anything, come on, open your mouth."
Not long after he woke up, Zhou Jinru started to eat. His body longed for energy, but this thirst could not be satisfied.
"Okay, you can only eat so much, and you will be able to eat normally after a while."
Mostima put away the tableware, and she sat there for a while. Before leaving, she said, "I haven't taken care of others for a long time, and you are the first one."
Until she left, Zhou Jinru didn't say another word. He was not in good spirits. After becoming a defender, the exertion on his body was so great that it was unsustainable. In the final analysis, his physical strength barely reached the conditions and he wanted to improve his effectiveness. It's not enough.
A night of silence.
When Zhou Jinru woke up in the morning, his fingers were itchy. When he opened his eyes, he saw a black cat sitting beside the bed, gently brushing the back of his hand with its tail.
"Christina, good morning."
"Meow~"
"Where's the puppet?"
"Doctor, I'm here."
The puppet sat on the chair next to the bed, skillfully peeling the apples with a knife. Soon, a long string of apple peels fell into the paper basket.
"how do you feel?"
"I'm fine Doc, we're both fine."
The puppet's voice sounded hoarse than usual. Zhou Jinru confirmed that within the scope of his lighthouse, no matter how harsh the environment, non-infected people could never become infected, and infected people could not get worse. The puppet's weakness It looks more like a slow recovery after the energy is exhausted.
With a little force of the Feilin man's slender fingers, the blade cut off a piece of apple and handed it to Zhou Jinru's mouth. The size was just right.
He took the piece of apple in his mouth and chewed it a few times, recalling the things he had done that could make people's blood pressure soar, such as peeling an apple in front of the patient and then eating it himself, such as peeling an orange and then eating it himself. Already...
Compared to a gentle and reliable man like Puppet, he was embarrassed to praise himself.
"How is Ifrit?"
"She's fine, except..."
"Except what?"
Puppet seemed to have encountered something unspeakable. After much hesitation, he still said truthfully: "Except she often quarrels with Miss Asbestos."
"asbestos?"
"Yes, Miss Mostima picked up Miss Asbestos before she came to us. It was fine at first, but now... in any case, they didn't fight. It was all for Miss Mostima's sake."
