This kind of thing is really hard to think about.
How does she know what kind of god to become?
Even for Amen-Hawin, her title of Sun King does not mean that she is really the Sun God. It is difficult to say what specific attributes this thing has. It should be calculated based on each person's original field of expertise.
If this is the case, then my current spirit is the Dead Bone Ice Needle... I have more control over the power of "cold", so I should become the Ice God?
No, this title is too abstract.
It sounds like something out of a third-rate novel and is extremely tasteless.
"It's useless to think so much now. We must first find a way to combine with the mother tree." Hitzfeld emphasized to her, "I think the mentor wants me to make more use of the original blood species."
"Is she planning to target our child?" Xia Yibing's face began to darken.
The blood species is related to the blood source secret technique, and that is how children are born. She can't help but make the association.
"I don't think so..."
"Better not!"
"That's right." After spraying the Blood Crystal Crow, Xia Yibing seemed to remember something. She put her arms around the girl's waist from behind, and the two stared at each other in the mirror.
"Connie told me yesterday that she would stay here during the day to give you a physical examination..."
"???"
Hitzfeld looked shocked.
What is this? A pregnancy checkup?
She once thought that these words were very far away from her.
Ah…so I am indeed going to be a mother.
Staring down at his flat belly, Hitzfeld finally realized that some things were indeed no longer the same.
Double apprenticeship.
She still has a lot to learn.
Chapter 5: Southern Evil Trail (Two in One)
"No, I don't agree!"
The physical examination has been completed, Xia Yibing shouted to the mixed-haired loli with a dark face.
"I'm just making a suggestion. It's up to you whether you want to follow it or not." Sixus shrugged and turned to call the red-haired nurse who was packing her tool box: "Hurry up, Dreyerman. If someone doesn't like you, don't be so shameless."
"Don't be angry, Connie, you know that's not what we meant." Hitzfeld was originally touching his belly in a daze, but when he saw that they were about to quarrel, he had to walk out of the room to mediate.
"And I really don't understand... It's true that Wayne is located relatively in the north, and the south is more suitable for recuperation - that's true, but after all, not all Wayne mothers have the conditions to live in the south, right?"
The details of this matter started a few minutes ago... The physical examination showed no major problems (except that some people were jealous of doctors), but Sixus finally said that Hitzfeld had felt a cold entering his body during his trip to the Arctic, and it would be best to find a southern city to recuperate and rest.
It sounded like it was for her own good, so Xia Yibing didn't need to rush to refute it, but the suggestion Xixus gave was actually the city of Manion next to Xixinna. Just kidding... It was almost the southwestern corner of Sara!
Although Wayne is not as far north as Orwater, it is also very far north. To go to Manion City from Wayne is equivalent to drawing a big diagonal line on the border map of Sara, which means crossing the entire Sara diagonally. How could Xia Yibing let Hitzfeld run so far?
What's more, she was skeptical about the statement of "cold air entering the body", because Hitzfeld's own spirit tended to be cold. Sixus... Was it her body or her spirit that she detected?
"It's true that not all mothers can go to the south for recuperation, but that's because not everyone has the same conditions as you." Xixus gave his explanation with a stern face.
"Do I need to mention how often Wayne noblewomen go south? Here is a man who has the most comprehensive archive of archives in the country. Does she need this kind of help?"
Sixus has this kind of personality. She has always been soft-hearted and not hard-hearted. Maybe in the eyes of others - even if they don't know that their identities have undergone a great transformation - they think they are important officials of the kingdom and unattainable, but Sixus is not afraid even when facing Alwyn.
She said whatever she wanted to say, no matter if it was good or bad, pleasant or unpleasant to the ear. This was also a habit she had developed during her many years of medical career.
After all, as a doctor, if you have to hesitate before telling the patient what disease he has, then what is the point of being a doctor?
Whether to accept or not is the patient's own business, she is only responsible for completing her job.
"Connie, you make me want to beat you up..." Xia Yibing's tone was also very low, "You know this kind of thing can't be joked about."
"Do I look like someone who jokes a lot?"
"But you also said that Aisuen had health problems and needed to be nursed back to health, and you also said that he had to go to Manion City. Don't you think your advice and your diagnosis are contradictory? How can someone with poor health have to travel long distances?"
Hitzfeld thought that this was true. After all, the infrastructure of this era... well, there is no such concept as infrastructure now. Anyway, long-distance travel is really tiring now, and many people have health problems caused by long-distance travel.
She thought Sixus would continue to stick to her advice, just as she always adhered to the philosophy. But what she didn't expect was that the doctor turned away when faced with this question.
This is really rare!
With eyes wide open, Hitzfeld's professional illness came back. She felt that there must be a reason behind Conte-Sixus's suggestion that they go to Manion City.
"I said I'm just making suggestions." Half of the mixed-haired loli's face was blocked by her hair, which made her expression look very gloomy and her voice sounded sinister.
"If you don't want to go, don't go. Let's go, Dreyerman. We don't need anyone to see us off."
Lu Xier was still a little reluctant to leave. She looked back at Hitzfeld's slender ankles under her skirt, shook her head, and made a helpless expression to them.
"boom!"
The door closed and the two hostesses looked at each other.
"Should we investigate Connie?" Hitzfeld hesitated.
"Everyone has secrets. Do we all have to keep secrets?" Xia Yibing said in annoyance, "Hurry up and go down to get something to eat... I can't eat after the examination. I'm starving."
Going downstairs, Hitzfeld was about to go to the kitchen to prepare food for Xia Yibing and Lily, when he saw at a glance that there were still a few people sitting at the dining table who had not left.
She had become so familiar with these people that she didn't need to observe etiquette when seeing them off, and she remembered that one of them had mentioned last night... that he had to leave immediately after dinner and might not have time to say hello to her, so she asked him not to mind.
So why are they still sitting here today?
Hmm, Leon Ethan Darent...it looks like he has something to ask me.
These people greeted her but did not say what they were going to do. Hitzfeld did not ask any more questions and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast with Pinocchio, but the portion was twice as much as originally planned.
“Why no tonkatsu?”
When he saw her coming back with a stack of fried eggs and toast, Darent looked resentful.
"Eating fried food in the morning is not good for your health." Hitzfeld said calmly, "Fried food can be used occasionally to satisfy your cravings, but if you want to live a long life, you can't eat too much."
"Are you sure you want to discuss 'Longevity' with a wooden man?"
"Why not? I don't want to go to your funeral in less than a hundred years."
Darent was amused by her and laughed out loud with his head thrown back.
He really believed so - after all, Hitzfeld was still a human being. How could a human compare in lifespan with an immortal species?
But then again, her joke level is pretty good...but why didn't anyone else laugh?
Darent gradually couldn't laugh anymore after realizing he was the only one laughing so wildly. He restrained his expression and leaned back in his chair, crossed his arms and pretended to be serious. It was not until the fried egg was placed in front of him that he stretched out his hand and said he would have it.
It was a rare occasion for Xia Yibing to sit at the same table with them for dinner. During the meal, Pinocchio went to the gate of the manor to get a newspaper and milk (now there are special delivery people). The milk was brought to the table and the newspaper was delivered to the hostess.
Newspapers from 1986 were still very thick.
In an age with little entertainment, too many people rely on newspapers for information.
These things were so complicated that many pages had to be cut by oneself. Hitzfeld was very skilled in folding the positions to be cut several times and pressing them down with his fingernails, and then he could easily tear the pages along that line.
Xia Yibing was not so elegant. She took a clean fork, held it upside down, and used the handle of the fork to cut the newspaper.
"Can I have a copy?"
Ethan saw four newspapers on the table, namely Blackwood Workers' Newspaper, Wayne Morning Newspaper, Wayne Business Newspaper, and Royal Entertainment Newspaper. The two men only took the Workers' Newspaper and the Morning Newspaper, leaving two copies there.
Xia Yibing said impatiently: "Just take it yourself."
Ethan took a bite of bread and reached for the Wayne Business Daily.
Darent glanced at Li Ang who was concentrating on eating, then looked at the big white dog under the table who was also concentrating on eating, raised his eyebrows, and went to get the "Entertainment News".
He also added: "Oh...Entertainment newspapers are such garbage. I didn't expect that anyone would like to read this kind of stuff."
There are indeed more magazines and newspapers in big cities, but no matter which big city it is, newspapers and periodicals claiming to be entertainment are generally recognized as garbage.
The life published above is completely different from the life of most people - who would care what the famous singer Filia wore yesterday? This is not helpful at all for making money.
"If I remember correctly." Li Ang swallowed the last bite of bread and ham, washed his hands in the basin, and wiped his lips with a handkerchief. "Entertainment newspapers named after the Wang family will contain some exclusive code words."
"Ah? Is that so?"
"That's true." Ethan also looked up from the Business Daily. "You're not in our system so you don't know. After all, we don't have such a thing as a root network. Many times you need to transmit information, but you can't spare someone to guard the telegraph machine all the time, so you can only use this method."
Take the Royal Entertainment News as an example. Its front-page news seems to be about celebrity gossip, but if you decode it according to Shadow Lion's internal method, you can directly spell out a Sara language word - "all is well".
"Interesting." Darent flipped through a few pages. "Who is this 'All is well' sent to?"
"do not know."
"Don't you care?"
"The number of men in black far outnumbers the members of Wheel of Fortune. There must be someone who knows which information is for him."
“Is this thing circulated throughout the country?”
"Yes, overall it is much more economical than the telegraph system."
"But there are also hidden dangers." The wooden man muttered softly, "At least half of the secret police in the country have to watch this trend. What if the code is cracked and someone publishes wrong information in the newspaper..."
"Oh, please stop talking!"
Now even Leon couldn't stand him anymore, and he teamed up with Ethan to criticize him, and finally told him not to worry too much about Shadow Lion's housework.
"We don't rely entirely on this." Li Ang nodded. "In the beginning, it was, especially before the telegraph became popular... and now, due to some well-known reasons..."
At this point he glanced at Hitzfeld, and seeing that he still hadn't noticed, he continued, "Because of some people... well, we have now greatly alleviated the power shortage and other problems. In addition, the engineering department has made technological breakthroughs, and many mechanical facilities have been updated. We are already working on abolishing this system."
"She also reminded you of the harm caused by uncontrolled information dissemination." Darent grinned again, "If you still get into trouble, then the person in charge is too lame..."
The newspaper opposite him slowly sank, revealing the cold eyes of the Shadow Lion Leader.
“……” The wooden man’s face suddenly stiffened and he picked up a bottle of milk and drank it quickly.
"so."
Feeling that the foreshadowing was almost done, Hitzfeld put down the newspaper and asked, "What's the matter with you guys staying here?"
"Oh! That's it!"
Li Ang was the first to respond, "It's actually three things. I'm representing Cornerell, my family... You all know that I'm here to be with Lily (woof!)... I'm not calling you!"
"...In short, you can understand that some people looked down on me before and wanted to cut off ties with me, but now one of you is Count Xieyang and the other is the Director of Security. Those people heard that I have a good relationship with you and want to follow my path to contact you."
There is nothing to hide. Li Ang is very generous to his colleagues and does not think this is a secret.
"Another banquet invitation?" Xia Yibing frowned, "I think I said publicly that no matter who throws the banquet, we won't go."
"Actually, it's not." Li Ang took out his wallet and pulled out two exquisite bills.
"This is a VIP ticket given by Cornerair Airlines... With this, you can get two VIP cards at any counter. With the VIP cards, you can take any airline for free throughout the year - that's exactly what they said."
After saying this as if he was reciting a line, Li Ang finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Anyway, he had delivered the message and the things. Whether others accepted it or not was none of his business.
Is there such a good thing?
Hitzfeld picked up the tickets and looked at them carefully. They were two long light yellow tickets. Compared with the dull tickets, they had a beautiful glossy luster. Just from the printing technology and the materials used, it could be seen that they were very unusual.
She did hear that the Cornerel family had invested in the Royal Family-controlled Aviation Corporation, so it was normal for them to open another aviation business.
"How long does it last?" Hitzfeld asked again.
"One hundred years." Li Ang replied.
Now everyone looked up at him.
One hundred years, can anyone live to be a hundred years old now?
This is basically free for life. The air ticket price is sometimes more than a hundred times higher than the land ticket price. Cornerell is really generous.
But Hitzfeld knew they wouldn't lose.
I am the Earl of Xieyang, and Xia Yibing is the Director of Security. The small print on the ticket says that each VIP card can bring up to 20 people to enjoy additional discounts... Think about it, with their status, if they choose Cornerel Airlines, will they be accompanied by civilians?
If it happens too often, it can't be concealed. There's no need to ask the media to advertise. As long as the news gets out, Hitzfeld will be the airline's living advertisement.
Li Ang said they have no vision?
