Lord, I dedicate victory and glory to You.
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In front of Heaven, the pure white unicorn slowly folded its wings and landed on the clouds. At this moment, a warrior wearing gold and silver armor with three pairs of light wings on his back dismounted from the unicorn.
Several two-winged angels wearing white clothes hurriedly stepped forward and shouted the name of this warrior: Lucifer.
The great Star of Dawn, the archangel who ruled the angels, the Star of Victory that made Hell tremble in fear … If not for the fact that there was no worship in Heaven, the archangel Lucifer would probably have the most fans in Heaven apart from him.
"Lord Lucifer, you came back early?" an angel asked curiously.
Lucifer took off his helmet … Angels had no gender, but Lucifer's beauty was enough to overshadow all the angels.
"Yes, the clean-up work was completed ahead of time. The angel troops are still behind, so I came back early to tell Father the good news. "Lucifer smiled.
It was a heartwarming smile. Even angels would be infected by this smile, as if happiness had already arrived … the Star of Dawn, the Star of Dawn that brought hope to people.
"Where's Father?" Lucifer continued to ask.
"The Lord is in His palace," an angel replied. One of the angels replied, "However, the Lord is currently meeting with a guest and has instructed us not to disturb him."
Lucifer was slightly startled. "Father's guest? Is it the Buddha of Paradise or the Lord of the end of the Ganges? "
However, this angel who knew the situation could only shake his head to answer this question. "I don't know who it is, but it shouldn't be either of them."
"I see." Lucifer nodded. "Continue to guard your posts. I'll go in by myself."
The angels guarding the palace had no objections. The archangel in front of them had become the Left and Right of God together with another archangel, Gabriel. They had the right to walk freely in Heaven.
Soon, Lucifer arrived at the place where the Lord was.
Lord … I dedicate victory and glory to You.
With a smile on his face, Lucifer pushed open the door of the hall.
The main hall was filled with a myriad of colors. Even in Heaven, it seemed that there was no other place filled with such magnificence. However, it had appeared in this main hall.
Lucifer's eyes narrowed slightly at the large amount of colors floating in the air, as well as the sound that resounded in the hall.
"The quality this time is pretty good. It's enough to last for a long time."
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"Hail Mary, you are full of divine favor, the Lord is with you, you are praised among women, your son Jesus is praised, Mother Mary of God, pray for us sinners now and in our last moments. Amen!"
The sound of prayer.
Lucifer slowly opened his eyes and frowned. A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. "Am I … dreaming?"
Shaking her head, Lucifer stood up. Instead of worrying about her dreams, she was more concerned about being woken up.
At this moment, Shalty grabbed a silver cross with both hands, lowered her head, and muttered softly.
"Issam is not a believer. Even if you pray for him, his soul will not enter Heaven after death, even if he is a good person."
These words made Shalty stop praying. Since the fruitless questioning last night, the young nun had been exhausted and sad, almost fainting. However, she did not sleep for the whole night. Instead, she silently accompanied the old nun.
"God loves the world." Shalty did not turn to look at Lucifer at this moment. "There is no distinction between high and low."
"That's not necessarily true." Lucifer sneered at this moment. "What He loves the most are those who can become Holy Spirits. Only with these Holy Spirits can Heaven exist. But even these Holy Spirits are nothing more than tools at best. They are just consumables in his hands. "
Shalty didn't pay attention to Lucifer's words. He closed his eyes again and began to pray seriously.
Lucifer did not mind at this time. He shrugged and left Shalty's side. Because the old nun had not woken up after the operation, Shalty basically could not walk away. Naturally, Lucifer could not go too far away.
After hearing the news, Mr. Issam's wife dared to come overnight. However, she could only see the pale face of her husband who had lost his life.
Shalty tried to comfort her, but in the end, she was viciously scolded by the grief-stricken wife.
The young nun silently endured.
However, this was not even an episode for Lucifer. Separation of life and death was too common in a place like the hospital.
She suddenly liked this place. On the one hand, it was because of the soil where despair bred. On the other hand, it was equivalent to a good breeding ground.
Although she had inexplicably lost her power and was imprisoned into the appearance of a child, she did not lose her knowledge.
"With so many materials, I should be able to make a good little guy …" Lucifer walked toward the intensive care unit with a happy smile.
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When the propeller began to slow down, the noise seemed to become louder.
The place where the helicopter landed was the village secretly built by the Song Family. Luoqiu looked out of the window of the helicopter and could basically see the whole picture of the village.
In fact, Gan Hong had already introduced the village to Luo Qiu earlier. At this time, Luo Qiu had a more intuitive feeling when he looked at the village that matched with Gan Hong's description.
In addition to Luoqiu himself, Song Ying also went to the village. This trip was actually requested by Song Ying.
Because the date of returning to the country had been set, and it was not far away, Song Ying planned to visit Gan Hong before leaving.
After thinking for a while, Song Tianyou agreed to Song Ying's request and asked Song Er to take care of her along the way.
"How is it? Are you surprised?" Seeing Luoqiu at this time at this time, Song Ying sitting next to him said proudly, "It took 20 years to build this village to its current size."
"It's not easy," Luoqiu nodded, "But I feel more like a base than a village."
In fact, this direct bird's eye view was more detailed than what Gan Hong said. Luoqiu had seen several watchtowers, which seemed to be hiding some heavy artillery … What was more exaggerated was that he found a 'parking lot' in the corner of the 'village', where several tanks were parked.
Hearing this, Song Er, who was in the front passenger seat, laughed and said, "Young Master Qiu, you don't know. If the Song Dynasty is the economic lifeline of the Song Family, then this is the foundation of the Song Family and the power to protect itself — of course, it is also the power to attack. So it's not wrong to call it a base. "
It probably had the functions of training talents, some technical research, and recuperation for the wounded.
While they were talking, the helicopter finally landed on the tarmac in the corner of the village. And here, there was already an off-road vehicle waiting to pick them up.
As Gan Hong once said, Luoqiu saw not only a large residential area on the way, but also public facilities such as markets, shopping malls, schools, hospitals, and so on.
According to Song Er's introduction, banknotes were just waste paper in the 'village' because the currency used for transactions here was actually a virtual evaluation value.
Except for those under 16 years old and those who were wounded and retired who could get a fixed amount of 'consumption points' every month, everyone here needed to earn 'consumption points' by themselves.
There were various sources of consumption points. They could be used to stay on the job, to complete a certain task of the Song Family, to participate in the collective activities of the Song Family, to contribute to the village, or to obtain some new research results, etc.
The laws outside did not apply here. All the evaluation was carried out by the special evaluation department of the Song Family.
Although this base did not have a large population, it could be described as an independent 'small country'.
After entering the village, Song Ying stretched and took a deep breath. She said comfortably, "The air outside really can't be compared to the air in the village!"
Perhaps … it was because there was something called 'Spirit Qi' gathered here?
Luoqiu smiled slightly and looked at some strange pillars in the village. Because of these pillars, the 'spirit energy' near the mountain slowly flowed into the valley like a river.
This was probably the work of Mr. Blind.
Growing up in an environment rich in spirit energy, although the possibility of giving birth to Transcendents was still very small, it could still improve the villagers' physical fitness — and this was only the success of twenty years.
If the environment of this village didn't change, then after generations, more outstanding human beings would be born … Luo Qiu suddenly thought, "Is this Mr. Blind intending to carry out this kind of experiment on the transformation of mortals here?"
"Here we are." Song Er pointed at a building in front of them, "This is the medical facility in the base."
Song Ying looked at Song Er in surprise … Was he influenced by Luoqiu, so he changed the way he called the village to the base?
"Second Instructor!"
At this time, a woman in a nurse uniform with a writing board in her hand came out.
Song Er nodded.
The nurse then greeted Song Ying and Luoqiu separately. What made Luoqiu curious was that the nurse actually knew him.
Song Er smiled and said, "Master Qiu did not appear in the base, but we already knew that you came back to the Song Family. Although we haven't asked the people in the base to recognize you, we know that you're coming today, and you're standing beside Miss Ying, so it's not hard to guess. "
Luoqiu just smiled casually and said nothing — But the nurse peeked at him from time to time, looking very interested.
At this time, Luo Qiu pointed at the girl's leg. She was stunned and looked down, only to find that her shoelaces were untied.
The girl was embarrassed and quickly squatted down to tie the shoelaces. Then she said with a red face, "Second Instructor, you are here to see Sister Gan Hong, right? She is now doing rehabilitation in the physical therapy room. "
Song Ying was stunned, "It's only been a few days. It's amazing that she can get out of bed, but she has already started rehabilitation training?"
The nurse said helplessly, "The doctor also said it's impossible, but none of us can persuade Sister Gan Hong … She said that she doesn't want to lie in bed, which makes her feel like a disabled person."
Song Ying frowned, saying in a low voice, "Take me to see her."
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On the passage covered with cotton bags, there were two long tubes. Gan Hong was like this, holding the tubes with both hands and walking step by step with great difficulty.
Every step was quite difficult for her. She needed to spend a lot of strength to move her ankles slightly.
Her hair hung down, sweat drops could even be seen on her bangs. But she looked forward, the stubbornness in her eyes was unbearable to look at.
In front of the glass mirror outside the physical therapy room, Song Ying put her palm on the glass and clenched it slightly. She opened her mouth, seemingly wanting to shout something, but in the end, she closed her mouth tightly.
"How long has she been like this?" Song Ying asked in a low voice.
"It's been almost five hours since this morning." The nurse sighed.
"Hasn't she rested?"
"Sister Gan Hong has rested," the nurse said quickly. The young nurse quickly said, "He also ate a lot of food, and then continued his rehabilitation training here."
"This girl …" Song Ying sighed and shook her head, "Forget it, maybe she really has her own ideas."
At this time, Song Er suddenly said, "Miss, don't you plan to stop Gan Hong? You have to do things step by step. It's useless to practice when the injury hasn't healed, right? "
At this time, Song Ying looked through the glass at Gan Hong who was still moving forward step by step. She smiled bitterly and said, "Song Er, have you ever wanted to give up no matter what … Have you ever felt despair and lost confidence in the future once you stopped?"
Song Er frowned.
Song Ying sighed and said, "Since she knows how to rest and eat to replenish her strength, it proves that she knows her own condition, and it's not because of her temper … Although it's very difficult for her now, I'm afraid it's accompanied by pain. But after seeing the road she walked, the sweat she left behind, and her persistence, do you have the heart to ask her to stop? I want her to stop more than any of you, and I'm even more worried about her physical condition than she is. But facing her like this, I know I can't do it at all. "
Shaking her head, Song Ying took a deep breath, "What we can do is to believe that she can do it and can fully recover … Go and get ready. Once she can't take it anymore and collapses, immediately conduct a check-up. We don't want to stay here. If she knows that her sorry state has been seen, it will only make her more uncomfortable. Let's go … "
"I say …" Song Er's face was a little strange at this time.
Song Ying was stunned and asked subconsciously, "What's wrong?"
Song Er swallowed and pointed to the room in front, "That … Master Qiu seems to have gone in."
"What?" Song Ying was stunned, and then her eyes widened!
Luoqiu walked in without them noticing, with a water bottle in his hand, and walked in front of Gan Hong. Gan Hong was slightly stunned. Then she took the bottle of water handed over by Luo Qiu and drank it.
"That's not right … Gan Hong doesn't seem to be unwilling to let others see her in such a sorry state?" Song Er couldn't help but mutter, "Isn't it because she's very happy to see Young Master Qiu …"
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