On January 9, 1856, three days had passed since the blizzard that had never happened in a century. The sky that became clear again would make people in Nimschel feel like they were in another world, thinking that that day
The mesmerizing snow scene we saw was just an unpredictable illusion that distorted people's senses and memory.
Only the desolate and dilapidated ruins can prove the disaster. The oldest streets were also crushed by the heavy wind and snow, and the stone slabs collapsed by ten centimeters. The white courtyard walls were cracked everywhere, and the tiles on the roofs were worn away from the old buildings.
Traces of ants and lizards drifted in the mud puddles after the snow melted. The hot pale sunlight shone on the rotten and dead roots of flowers and plants. The gorgeous fountains were faded and dim. Everything was shrouded in an unimaginable gloomy and melancholy atmosphere.
Among.
All citizens of Nimschel should remember the scene when the blizzard stopped and the shining sun fell into their eyes from behind the clouds. At that time, they walked out of their houses and shacks to escape the disaster, and their skin and clothes still had the dampness of the melted snow.
The musty smell seems to have been soaked in the snow for twelve years and four months, not a minute less, not a second more.
After the snow stopped, the religious groups jointly began to organize post-disaster relief and assistance work. The believers of the Natural Disaster Mission put on thick winter clothes, held heavy shovels, and led the citizens of nearby neighborhoods to clean up the snowflakes accumulated in the streets, ditches and rivers.
, the houses and buildings crushed by the snowstorm are also being repaired intensively. However, the city government's response to the disaster has been slow, and it is still shirking responsibility and arguing about who should be responsible for the disaster.
The day after the disaster, the city government and the religious order jointly issued a statement, saying that the incident was a terrorist attack planned by the remnants of the Holy Fountain Friars because they did not obey the "Religious Decree". They took advantage of the cover of the snowstorm to attack the city.
Lethal poisonous gases and hallucinogenic gases were released in many places in the city, and many gas pipelines and some important buildings in the city were blasted. This resulted in nearly a thousand casualties, and the economic losses caused were immeasurable——
They did not announce the specific death toll, perhaps to cover up something.
Some people may suspect that this is just a statement used by the city government to deceive others. After all, the monster that appeared in the snowstorm that day did not look like an illusion. But soon, all newspapers began to publish relevant information, and its content was consistent with the statement given by the city government.
Exactly the same, even the third-rate tabloids that love gossip are no exception; at the same time, the bishops of the United Order, the dignitaries from various countries who came to Nimscher to visit the 11th World Exposition, and even the Saint Fei who judged the Holy See
They all began to be interviewed by newspapers, and the tone of the interviews remained surprisingly consistent.
Even if there are tourists from other countries who want to talk about what happened here, when they leave Leisenberg and return to their own countries, they will still find that what is discussed in newspapers and people's mouths are similar. Or even
I believe that at this moment, all the authorities in the Western Continent have the same voice regarding the disaster in Nimschel City.
The shadow of a behemoth floats looming behind, controlling these public opinions with hands invisible to the world, prohibiting them from exceeding the boundaries of the Convention on Truth and Civilization Initiative signed in the international city of Nimsher. People
I have always had the habit of relying on authority and blindly following blind faith. Since so many newspapers and big figures have said so, it must be the truth, right?
They thought independently and came to conclusions independently, so this is the truth.
By the way, the Nimschel Municipal Government also announced that this International Exposition will be held normally until the day it ends as scheduled. It will not be interrupted by a sudden snowstorm or the conspiracy of people with ulterior motives, and half of the proceeds from this Expo will be
Invest in public utilities to provide financial support for post-disaster reconstruction work.
This is actually the request of the religious organizations. Of course, the citizens are not aware of it. It is only when the conscience of the city government awakens that it finally does a good thing that benefits the country and the people.
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Fei Ye Men Tui, middle level rest area, third reception room.
"No matter how many times I read it, I will always feel that these newspapers are really ridiculous." Having said that, Sally still looked at the newspaper in her hand with relish and praised: "They actually talked about the idea that appeared in the snowstorm that day.
The gods are monsters created by the sect's joint biochemical experiments. It is a conspiracy planned to rule the world. However, an accident occurred during the experiment, which caused such a big commotion.
The account appears here just to clean up the mess... This imagination is really rich, I should write novels."
What she is reading is the "Nimscher Seiryze". Although it is named after the city of Nimschel, it is actually a low-level newspaper that is not even a third-rate tabloid. It relies on advertising pages to publish market discount news.
Gained the favor of housewives. In order to increase sales, he did not hesitate to go against the secrecy strategy set by the sect alliance. When all newspapers and media tried to cover up the truth, he came out to sing the opposite, and also put the blame on the sect alliance. Very soon
Is it hard to suspect that the remnants of the Holy Spring Monks are causing trouble behind the scenes?
By the way, this issue of the newspaper was not successfully distributed and was confiscated on the day it was printed. Both the newspaper owner and the reporter who wrote the report were imprisoned for "endangering national security".
The newspaper office with only three or two kittens also fell apart and ceased to exist.
Originally, these confiscated newspapers should have been destroyed directly, but Grand Judge Fei Ermian considered that the entertainment activities on the Fei Ye Mente seemed to be lacking, and for the sake of the physical and mental health of the members, he placed these newspapers in the rest area.
In her original words, "It's pretty good to watch as a joke."
At least Sally liked it.
She turned the newspaper to the next page to see if there were any other similar reports, but at this moment, the door to the reception room was pushed open, and Wade Locke, the captain of the arbitration team A-1152, walked in.
Son, Sally who was reading the newspaper, Michelle who was wiping the magic device, and Agil who was staring at the brass dial in a daze all raised their heads at the same time and fixed their gazes on the captain's face.
"You guys -" Wade was stunned for a moment, then closed the door with his backhand and shook his head: "Why are you reacting like this? It scared me."
Sally was not in the mood to continue reading the newspaper, and asked urgently: "How is the situation, captain? What does Lord Feier say? Is our punishment serious?"
Agil subconsciously clenched his hands when he heard the word "punishment", and Michelle, who had always been gloomy, also had a slightly nervous look in her eyes. Only then did Wade realize that they were all concerned about this matter, so he smiled and said: "Also
Okay, I was criticized a few times by Lord Fei'er, and then ten team test scores and five individual test scores were deducted. As the captain, I deducted one more point, and then I had to write a review report of at least 6,000 words and submit it.
."
At this point, he felt a little helpless: "Actually, this is what worries me the most. I have never written such a long report. In college, I copied other people's papers..."
"Copy?" Michelle was a little surprised and blurted out: "So Captain, you also——"
"Ahem."
Only then did Wade realize that he had spilled the beans. He coughed twice in embarrassment and wanted to drop the topic. Agil quickly said: "Then let me write it, captain. It's only six thousand words. For me,
It’s not too difficult.”
"Then it's up to you, Agil."
"Yeah."
Sally was counting on her fingers beside her, and muttered: "The deduction of ten team test scores means that we will have to wait at least three more quarters before we can be promoted to the judge level; five individual test scores, for us,
It doesn't matter, but captain, isn't your goal a philosopher? If you can't meet the preliminary review requirements this year, next year will be even more difficult. It is said that the Special Assessment Bureau is preparing to implement a new algorithm..."
"There's nothing we can do about it." Wade waved his hand, looking like he didn't care very much: "Who made our mission go wrong and caused Rochelle to cause such a big mess in Nimschel City?
What? Even the city-parish committee has been named and criticized by Lord Feier, let alone those of us who directly perform tasks. Besides, the six test scores are not difficult to recover as long as we do a few more tasks and improve efficiency.
In fact, before I left the office, Mr. Fei'er personally gave me a temporary task, which can be regarded as allowing our team to make up for it. Other teams do not have such treatment."
A mission handed down by Lord Feier?
The attention of the three people was attracted, and Sally couldn't wait to urge: "What mission? Track down the remnants of the Holy Spring Monks and kill them all in one fell swoop?"
After experiencing the God-inviting Ceremony in Nimschel City, it is natural to have such an association. After all, the United Order is not the kind of force that can only be passively beaten. The last time the Blood Sacrifice Ceremony was held in Linwell City, the Celestial Realm failed.
Didn’t the feaster also turn into ashes and disappear into the world?
But it's a pity.
"The kind of mission you mentioned is at least S-level, but it's not our turn." Wade shook his head to deny Sally's guess, and then a strange look appeared on his face, as if he didn't understand the content of the mission.
: "Actually, I think it might be more appropriate to hand this task over to the local night watchman, but since Lady Feier has left it in our hands, she must have her own considerations."
"She asked us to go to Linwell City in the Kingdom of Great Brita to track down a person named Linge. If necessary, it would be best to also find out the details of the 'Holy Goddess Cult'."
"She also said that although this task has not been entered in the temple's arbitration system, based on the currently known information, the rating after comprehensive consideration should be-"