Secret: The years I served as a foreign aid for the Aurora Club

Chapter 332 Insights
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Without waiting for an answer, her field of vision suddenly changed and then suddenly rose higher.

As if she had entered layer upon layer of oil paint, Audrey looked up and saw all kinds of strange symbols and signs floating in the sky, including a woman with a flat upper body, a sun with a human face like an abstract child's drawing, a winding river that rose and fell, and the seven lights of the spiritual world that hung at the highest point but appeared below and on the left and right from time to time.

When praying to Mr. Fool, one can also see the seven lights of the spirit world... Audrey realized that she was traveling through the spirit world, and couldn't help but let her thoughts wander, and began to observe the situation around her.

As she scanned the area, she saw many strange creatures, including a huge skull with many tentacles extending from it, which looked like an octopus, strange bird-like creatures, and strange... creatures that she couldn't tell what they were. She was full of curiosity about the spirit world, but every time she wanted to observe something carefully, she would feel dizzy and couldn't help but turn her head away after taking a few glances to calm down.

Finally, she passed through a door made of candle flames and entered a small study.

The study was filled with all kinds of things, including tables, chairs and utensils painted with special patterns, tablecloths and scarves woven with the characteristics of the ancient Highland Kingdom, documents piled on the table, and a checkered blanket casually placed on the single bed against the wall.

"We have an hour of free time, Audrey."

Richard sat at the table, browsing the report, and spoke to Audrey in a tone that sounded like a friend. Audrey was floating in the air, feeling as light as a spirit: "Have you decided where to go for sightseeing?"

"I have thought it over, sir."

Audrey curiously pulled at her skirt, which was also floating, and found that the hem of the skirt was fluttering naturally. The decorative ribbons on the hem also meandered in beautiful arcs in the air. It was no longer as stiff as a hood after being held up by the whalebone crinoline.

With an angel present, this was more or less a formal occasion. However, she was not wearing gloves, and there was no male elder accompanying her. This was a slightly embarrassing thing for a noble lady from Loen, so she did not immediately extend her hand:

"I would like you to take me to visit the cities in the southern continent."

"Want to go to Balam?"

Audrey hesitated: "Please let me see the high ground first."

Alfred's letter left such a deep impression on her that she wanted to escape from her relationship with Barram - but she couldn't escape. Audrey felt that she couldn't escape. Even if she couldn't face it or accept it for the time being, she had to at least try to open her eyes and take a look.

"Okay, let's go."

Richard stood up from his chair, put down the documents he was preparing, burned the letters of appeal, and stamped the names of the people who were to be executed with red seals. Then, he walked around the iron bed that he hadn't slept on for a few days, walked sideways through the gap between the desk and the chest of drawers, and walked towards the door of the small study, knocking over a wooden doll on the shelf on the way.

Richard opened the door and Audrey followed him out. Before leaving, she casually glanced back and suddenly saw a wooden doll wearing a black robe and a mask on the shelf turning its head to look at her.

Audrey was startled and quickly closed the door. She saw that the lower half of the puppet's face was gradually cracking, and the mouth made of movable paper was opening and closing. It seemed that dark red liquid was oozing out from the inside of the strangely shaped puppet and flowing down through the gap.

I should leave! Audrey wanted to close the door and leave immediately, but she suddenly found that she couldn't look away. She felt her spirit gradually become heavy and stiff, constantly approaching the ground, and her fingers that could still move made a "cracking" sound...

Is this... a sealed... object...?
But at this moment, the puppet's expression suddenly changed, and flames suddenly ignited on the spirit of the Northern Continental man in front of him. The golden flames burned along the spiritual power he had influenced Audrey, causing him severe mental pain in almost an instant!

Audrey suddenly came to her senses, and control of her body quickly returned to her hands.

"Why don't you leave?"

A word suddenly broke the stagnant atmosphere. The spiritual influence was suppressed, the golden flame was extinguished, and Audrey's sluggish thinking seemed to have broken through some restraints and returned to normal. Her spirit slowly floated up and returned to its normal height.

Richard saw that Audrey had not followed him, so he walked back and opened the door. He looked at Audrey, who was still in shock and whose spirit was red with nervous fear, and then looked at the puppet sitting on the shelf pretending that nothing had happened. He understood what had happened without even thinking about it. He waved his hand, and the puppet that looked like a black sunny doll flew over automatically and was held in his hand.

Richard frowned and extinguished the flames on him. He did not take the flames seriously. After all, the other party's family was ready to flee to Intis, and the relative they were seeking refuge with was Irena, so it was not surprising that they had some protection from the Sun Path.

"Can't you tell this is a guest?"

The Temperance Angel pinched the puppet's neck and said in a slightly grim tone, "Control yourself. Remember to tell Mahmous later that we will definitely come into contact with people from the Northern Continent frequently in the future. If you can't control your desire to attack people from the Northern Continent, I will also send you to the execution platform."

The puppet struggled for a few times, then lowered its head with a click.

He held the puppet by the scruff of its neck and handed it to Audrey:

“Apologize to the guest.”

Although the mask was covering her eyes, Audrey felt that the eyes of the puppet in black robe suddenly widened behind the mask. She felt as if an extremely fierce gaze was staring at her, and everything around her seemed to have life at the same moment. Her spirituality began to shake violently. But the mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole is behind. Tawfik stared at Audrey, and Richard stared at him from behind. The stalemate lasted for a while. In the end, Tawfik did not apologize, but just lowered his head stubbornly.

"I apologize to you on his behalf. I'm so sorry that you saw how incompetent I am in disciplining my subordinates."

After wasting several minutes, Richard no longer insisted. He stuffed the black puppet into his waist bag and put on a gentle and warm smile again: "Maybe he needs some time to change and think. Come on, Audrey, I'll take you around the city."

"Ok."

Audrey clasped her hands together unconsciously. She felt a little embarrassed: "Excuse me, is that a...?"

"My subordinates are usually nice people, but they are too young and lack self-control."

Richard walked forward, and Audrey followed behind him. Occasionally, one or two people who looked mentally unstable would come towards them, but they would immediately become normal people after getting close to Richard.

They walked down the corridor, climbed out of the window, and stood directly on the ceiling of the balcony below.

This route was a bit strange, but it was not too difficult for both of them. The moment they left the room, Audrey subconsciously put her hands in front of her eyes to block the dazzling sunlight. It was indeed as Alfred said, the sunlight in the southern continent was too good and too warm. Now it was mid-August, the height of summer. The scorching sun fell on her spirit, bringing a warm and comfortable feeling.

But if you come here wearing this outfit, you will definitely feel very hot and may not even want to go out.

"Audrey, if this place interests you, I'll consider putting you in the hospital."

Richard stretched his body, waved to Audrey who was looking at the distant mountain, and walked along the balcony to the brown-red roof of the house next to him: "After modifying the role-playing method, our low-sequence loss of control probability has decreased, but the loss of control of the mid- and high-sequence has increased."

"Can the acting method be modified?" Audrey asked curiously.

"Okay, after all, it's all just acting."

She followed Richard to the rooftop and saw a large pot in the distance, with bread, vegetables, and diced meat stewing in it, surrounded by circles of children of varying shades of brown. The cook kept adding various spices to the pot, and the adults and children kept swallowing their saliva. Even Audrey, who had no body, seemed to be able to smell the strong aroma.

Next to these people was a building that had just been built to the third floor. The building was still empty without any furniture installed. A few rows of dusty beds could be vaguely seen on the second floor, where the dirt had not yet been cleared.

What really caught Audrey's attention were the people who were moving construction materials. They were big and strong, silent, without heartbeat, breathing, or any vital signs. Each of them carried four sandbags, but there was no sound at all, and their feet sank slightly into the ground when they walked.

The zombies were carrying sandbags and mixing cement, while several spirits were floating on the second floor, holding paint buckets and brushes, and were evenly applying white paint to the exterior walls of the house.

Audrey was stunned. For a moment, she didn't know whether she should be surprised that the Beyonder could just walk on the street and participate in the construction activities, or whether she should be surprised that someone would use their Beyonder abilities to build houses.

She couldn't help but be curious, and began to observe where this extraordinary person was. Among the children and adults below, only one person showed a strong spiritual reaction, and that was the chef who was holding a long-handled spoon and cooking a large pot of rice.

Looking closely, the chef seemed to have no shadow or feet, just a silhouette wrapped in clothes, with a face towel on his face...

Audrey, now in spirit form, felt a subtle attraction from the chef. She couldn't help but take a look, still unsatisfied, and took another look. Then, remembering the warning given to her by the puppet-like warrior, she immediately shifted her attention and looked elsewhere:
"Does the Highlands allow Beyonders to directly participate in society?"

"Allowed, although it was only just allowed this week." Richard nodded. "Many people were unwilling to do so, and I spent some effort to educate them. In the same amount of time, a mid-sequence can complete two construction projects on their own. If they only want to continue to enjoy the same bliss as the previous Church of the Bound God, I will leave their characteristics to those who are better educated."

It sounds a little scary... Audrey muttered to herself.

"Is the Balam Empire... like this too? Is it the same in the entire Southern Continent?" After understanding the current situation, Audrey suddenly had many questions. "There are still many wild Beyonder organizations in the Northern Continent. Has the Southern Continent eradicated this phenomenon?"

"It's impossible to completely eliminate it in the short term, but we can minimize it. Sigh, I really envy the absolute control over the top and bottom of the Death God path of Xia and others."

The Angel of Temperance sighed.

"The orders of the Death God and the two Archons of the Balam Empire are unimpeded in the territory of Balam. They want to make the productivity of the Beyonders work for the people. All the Beyonders obey their orders, and not a single one resists."

"But prisoners cannot do that. They must be strongly restrained to act. Although the system of the Republic has been established, the details and social norms still need to be gradually established." The Death God has absolute control over the lower levels... The Balam Empire not only has the Death God, but also two Archons...

It was as if a vast world was unfolding before Audrey. Her curiosity about the Balam Empire temporarily overwhelmed her aversion to it.

"By the way, the execution platform you mentioned just now, is it...?"

"Ah - you know, the Rose School has always been wild and crazy, and this is because they chose to act this way."

Richard said in the same tone:

"Many people who rely on this method to perform have lost control, just like taking an overdose of hallucinogenic drugs, they simply cannot stand it. Some of these people are like this because of their personality, while others are depraved for power... But I have no choice. I would rather abandon some unstable factors and cultivate a more stable group of people who can adapt to the new method of performing."

Audrey sensed the helplessness and unquestionable tone in the other party's voice.

"That's why I tried to recruit some psychiatrists... to use extraordinary abilities to treat those whose hearts haven't completely changed. If they still want to save themselves instead of continuing to indulge themselves, maybe there's a chance to save a few of them."

"After all, I can't just watch them die and then criticize them for what they deserved to die."

"That's it..."

When talking about the extraordinary, we always end up back at the topic of acting, loss of control, and death, which no one can avoid.

Audrey's mood was not affected by this, but became more determined.

She turned her head and saw that the spirit chef had already started serving the food in the pot to the children who were holding small tin bowls. The adults working nearby would also use one or two copper coins to exchange for a full bowl. It seemed that no one was afraid of the "zombies" and "spirits" that appeared in the sun - Audrey even saw a child jump up and try to touch the chef, but the latter dodged.

The midday sun was giving people a headache, so the chef waved his hand and a huge oilcloth flew up out of thin air. A few pieces of firewood and ropes flew over from the pile of firewood next to it, and in an instant a sunshade that could accommodate more than a dozen people was made.

Some of the adults inevitably showed expressions of surprise and fear, but the children clapped their hands and laughed in admiration.

Audrey's mouth opened slightly, and she felt her eyes sparkling. She almost couldn't help but want to show her extraordinary ability immediately - but the power of the audience often appears imperceptibly and cannot directly achieve such a magical effect. Audrey turned back reluctantly and quickly floated to catch up with Richard's pace.

"…This building is expected to be completed within this week. I heard that if the Steam Church of Intis is fully operational, it can use giant steam robots to assist in the work. However, these machines are currently only used to move containers at the port, which is too unsafe in the city."

"Intis also has giant robots?" Audrey couldn't imagine it.

That kind of boy's toys would definitely not be found around a typical noble lady. All she could associate with were her own dolls... rag dolls that were magnified hundreds of times and were as tall as a house, carrying cargo at the port?
"It's very tempting to see that the Steam Church has hidden unused technology... but Beyonders can't dig it out, so we still have to rely on ourselves."

It seems that many parts of the city have been damaged and are now being actively rebuilt.

There were many people coming and going. Audrey observed them, guessing their possible jobs through their clothes and actions. She was curious about everything in the Southern Continent. The people here seemed similar to those in the Northern Continent, but they were also different in every aspect.

Richard stopped and watched for a moment, and the crowd below soon noticed him and greeted him happily.

"Uncle Richard!"

Several children wearing simple clothes made from sacks jumped up to the roof of the house, Richard jumped down from the roof, and Audrey hid behind the chimney. The children gathered around happily, and the angel of temperance reached out and touched the hair of one of them, crushing the lice he picked out of the hair, making a strange and loud sound.

The children laughed loudly. The child whose hair was touched didn't care at all. He was just a little embarrassed and even tried to pick a few lice from the clothes of his friend who laughed the most.

"Have you all been eating well and studying well recently?"

Richard squatted down with a smile on his face. Even when squatting, he was still taller than these children.

The children nodded hurriedly: "Aunt Mira will tell me a story tonight!"

"Teacher Yima praised me for being fast at math!"

“The bread is delicious these days…”

"So Uncle Richard, are there any candies today?"

Facing the bright eyes, Richard smiled and nodded: "Of course! Close your eyes."

The children immediately closed their eyes and waited expectantly. Audrey couldn't help but stick her head out, and saw Richard take out a handkerchief from his pocket. He held the handkerchief in his hand, and spiritual power flashed through him. When he opened his hand again, the handkerchief had turned into more than a dozen exquisite and cute candies with brightly colored wrapping paper.

What a powerful extraordinary ability... Audrey was stunned.

"Okay, you can open your eyes now - don't fight over it! Everyone has one!"

The children laughed, danced, and picked their favorite candies from the hands of the Angel of Temperance. Looking at Richard Ernst who was playing with the children, she found it hard to imagine that he was an angel, one of the future leaders of a country, a figure equivalent to the popes of the major churches.

She just felt that if the people of the Highlands encountered the previous bombing incident, then this angel would definitely protect them.

Thinking of the reality revealed by Mr. Fool, Audrey felt a little envious.

……

The True Creator threw the monster in his hand, which was as big as a house, to the ground, pretending to pray to the "Fool", and then used the power of purification to remove the pollution from the monster. The tumors, extra limbs and parts of the monster did not disappear, but the toxins and pollution disappeared completely.

“It’s not a mutation of humans.” The True Creator concluded, but he didn’t feel any better because of it. He looked at the people of Moon City who were looking at him with reverence, and didn’t forget to praise The Fool. “Take it back. Eating it won’t accumulate any toxins, and it can even relieve excessive toxin accumulation... If you are willing to convert to The Fool, you can pray to Him at any time.”

"Thank you, Mr. Fool's missionary."

The team leader stepped forward and saluted respectfully to the true creator. They stopped about 500 meters outside Moon City. During the joint hunting process, the team had developed a lot of good feelings towards the missionaries of The Fool. The initial wariness and aversion to pagan gods had basically disappeared. In the East Continent, people who were good at hunting, powerful, and had connections with gods would always be particularly favored.

The hunting team exchanged glances for a moment, then spoke tentatively.

"If you are willing to visit Moon City..."

The True Creator took a deep look at the city in the distance shrouded in the dim light of torches and slowly shook his head.

"No need."

"My journey ends here. Next, I will go somewhere else."

After saying this, He held up a lantern, said goodbye to the bewildered hunting team in front of him, turned around, and almost instantly blended into the pure shadows of the night on the Eastern Continent.

The next moment, He appeared in a very far place, with a huge crack under His feet. In the crack, the wreckage of high-rise buildings, cars and houses buried by dust and history, and signboards appeared one by one in His eyes.

He stared at the ruins of the old city, and then looked somewhere behind him.

Edward came out from behind a rock, dusted himself off, and shrugged at the True Creator: "I thought you would wait a little longer and communicate with the people in that city for a few more days before coming back."

"No, Klein will help them on my behalf, and no one can replace me in what I have to do. I feel very complicated right now. You are right. This is probably the moment when I am in the best condition."

The True Creator shook his head and walked towards another wreckage in the distance:
"There's no need to wait any longer. I'll be here sooner or later."

TBC
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It's so fun to watch other people quarrel.

I really want to tell Qidian: Unauthorized fan fiction books with tens of thousands of words are sold for 200 yuan.

(End of this chapter)