I suppressed the weirdness in the shelter

Chapter 153 Brother Wyatt
The pollution treatment work in the four institutes has been completed one after another. Most of the contaminated areas have been purified and renovated and have been put back into use.

Dealing with related work will no longer be Wyatt's daily routine. Compared with pollution purification, his biggest headache now is dealing with outsiders.

When the four institutes were deserted in the past, only fixed official documents would be sent here. Even these necessary connections were much less frequent than in other degenerate shelters. After all, the four institutes were once on the verge of being abandoned.

Now it's back to normal.

But what annoyed Wyatt the most were the emails that filled up his mailbox.

To be honest, Wyatt never imagined that the Fourth Institute would one day recruit more mail clerks. Every bundle of mail in the archives room was as heavy as a knight's sword.

At first Wyatt thought this was a good thing. If more people noticed the four schools, there would definitely be more income, and the swimming pool he had always dreamed of would definitely be built.

Unfortunately, after Wyatt opened one email after another with great interest, his enthusiasm was quickly dampened.

"Blue Forest Dessert Shop has commissioned a new product spokesperson...Fresh Milk, Onion and Raspberry Tart?! This is heresy, death penalty!"

"The Extraordinary Research Institute's evil research request will pay the fallen for rent and share the research results? Ha, it's better for me to do the research myself than to let you do it."

"How come someone sent me a poem? I'm not a publishing house... No, this is pagan code. How can this thing get in?!"

These useless emails made Wyatt dizzy. He childishly leaned back in his chair and rolled around, protesting against these meaningless work.

Ever since Prince made such a big move, all the money in the four accounts has been used for post-disaster reconstruction and treatment of the wounded, and the remaining trifles are really not enough.

That was Wyatt's hard-earned money, and he was counting on it to build a large swimming pool in the school and hold a party every Sunday.

Wyatt even took into account various details, such as the requirement to wear a swimsuit to attend the party, the range of swimsuit styles to choose from, and the standard that the swimsuit should not cover more than the specified area.

But now the whole swimming pool is gone. Wyatt can't sleep at night when he thinks about it, and his pillow is wet with tears.

"Swimming pool... swimsuit party... no money... wuwuwu..."

As soon as Helen entered the office, she saw Wyatt curled up in a chair like a wronged young wife.

You know the reason without asking. After all, after Wyatt knew that the finances were tight, he would enter this state from time to time.

Putting a bar of chocolate on Wyatt's desk will make him feel a little more normal.

After all, it's working time now.

"Director, regarding today's meeting arrangements, there are a few things I need to inform you of."

"What strange guests are we meeting again? That court magician was really mean yesterday. Before he left, he even asked me if I wanted to join the princesses' tea party. The prince's would be fine too."

"Please pay attention to this, Director. This guest's situation is special."

"Then let's talk and listen."

"You must know him, too, Rubeus Faladoux, one of the present-day Sons of the Church."

Wyatt stopped chewing the chocolate for a moment. He remained in a daze for a long while, and then his cheeks began to move again.

The Son of God and the Holy Daughter are the reserve forces of the Pope in the Holy Kingdom. If we use an easy-to-understand example, they are equivalent to the royal heirs.

They have the right to inherit the papacy, but bloodline is not a limitation.

The selection of the Son of God and the Holy Maiden is of utmost importance to the Church. "Holiness" only casts its eyes on pure people, and this is also an important criterion for evaluating the Son of God and the Holy Maiden.

As long as you can be seen by "holiness", even if you were starving and freezing in a damp, cold and smelly ditch in the last second, you will be sent to a spotless palace in a gold-rimmed carriage in the next second, and the servants who are responsible for your food, clothing, housing and transportation are enough to form a knight order.

Then, surrounded by the great figures of the Church, you will be blessed by the Pope himself and given the surname of Faladoux, which is the surname of the founder of the Church, the first Pope, the first "holy" apostle.

Rupert is undoubtedly a big shot. He is definitely the most important visitor among the four schools so far.

He cannot be ignored. Wyatt feels that he needs to show enough sincerity to deal with such a big shot.

"I see. This is indeed a big shot who needs to be taken seriously."

Seeing Wyatt's serious attitude, Helen felt very relieved and her enthusiasm for work increased.

In the following time, Helen continued to confirm the specific details of the meeting with Wyatt until the meeting officially began.

Wyatt led Helen and other senior executives of the four institutes, waiting for Ruburt's arrival at the gate of the four institutes.

At the end of the road, a carriage made of gold and white was slowly approaching. The style of the carriage was completely different from the popular style in Mayos City. It was obvious at a glance that this was a big shot from the Theocracy.

The carriage slowly stopped in front of the four gates. The door on the other side opened first, and several serious nuns walked out and walked around to the side facing the gate.

They opened the car door and a man with a low blond ponytail walked out.

Gentle can well describe his appearance. As for temperament, these high-ranking clergymen who are not close to the mortal world are almost all equally detached from the world.

Rupert's soft looks and outstanding temperament immediately won the favor of all the women present.

Even some men were stunned.

Ruburt walked slowly to Wyatt with a warm smile on his face.

"Nice to meet you at last, Director Wyatt."

"It's a pleasure to meet you, too, Saint Ruburt."

"Haha, the director's welcome is really luxurious. I am flattered."

"In that case, let's keep it simple and go to the reception room to talk slowly."

"Good work."

Wyatt made way and received Ruburt with neither arrogance nor servility. Helen was very satisfied with his performance today.

Helen naturally understood Rupert's request. She quickly simplified the reception staff, and eventually the meeting became a very simple private meeting.

In the reception room, besides Wyatt and Rupert, there were only Helen and a nun.

The two men just stared at each other with a smile, and finally Wyatt couldn't hold it anymore.

A long, strange cry came out of his mouth, exactly the same as when he went on strike before.

Helen's heart tightened. Everything had been flawless before, so how come it failed at the critical moment?
Helen wanted to remind Wyatt and seemed a little flustered, but Rupert's nun was more calm.

"Don't worry, Miss Adjutant. Brother Wyatt has always been like this. I know it very well."

Brother Wyatt?

It was a strange name, which reminded Helen of the novels Nora recommended to her.

Something was wrong, something was wrong with their relationship.

(End of this chapter)