I Like This Dream!

Thunder Castle urgently issued two orders: first, rectify the old city, collect scavengers, and establish an "environmental sanitation team"; second, rectify the white houses and register omegas who engage in skin and flesh business.

These two orders came suddenly and set off quite a wave in Thunder Castle. Regular visitors to the White House asked the monks beside the announcement (who had become regular policy interpreters), and stakeholders in the old city asked around. The responses they received were all incomprehensible, and they were only hinted that this order may not have any flexibility. room.

God's Favored Ones are watching.

When the God's Favorite rushed into the city hall and demanded orders with murderous intent, she didn't have much sense left in her head. If this was not a city built under her watch, she would most likely have turned into a bloody demolition office, removing everything that caused psychological shadow, along with the cockroaches and rats in the old city, and smashing the vast white ground clean. Even the language-organizing part of Anxu's mind has stopped functioning, and the horrific and dirty environment and the horrific and dirty (literally) people are replayed endlessly. Her original words are: "Get rid of the four pests and clean up, now and now." !”

Eve's deputy, Charlotte, stood five steps away and bravely received the God's Favored One whose lightning could explode at any time. This beta lady is really a respectable worker. She did not immediately say yes or no under such pressure. Instead, she tenaciously held her boss in check and began to discuss the content of the decree to be promulgated.

"The requirement to bathe once a day is unfeasible." Charlotte said, "Thunder Castle has become too big, with only one side adjacent to the moat, and people living far away spend too much time going back and forth to bathe; in winter, The water will become too cold, and people will have to spend more time fetching and boiling water. Not to mention that so many people will muddy the river water, which will make drinking water inconvenient."

She wisely didn't say "we don't have so many water-based superpowers". The planning blueprints of the God's Favored often do not include superpowers. As a person who is a superpower herself, this is really strange.

"Can't we install faucets for everyone?" An Xu asked irritably.

That's not fancy. St. Andrew's Seminary has taps, as does the monastery. Anxu didn't know that the Cistercian monasteries in his world had also begun to use faucets in the Middle Ages. He only regarded this as a dream adjustment to make the experience more pleasant. After all, who would be willing to experience a real Middle Ages where food, clothing, housing and transportation were inconvenient? .

Miss Charlotte immediately gave her a brief introduction to the huge cost of manufacturing faucets and water supply systems, so that she could understand why only the Holy See and the Royal Court, which had many wealthy and powerful people, could afford to install faucets. An Xu's head was as big as a bucket after hearing this, and he asked again: "Can't we dig a well?"

"It's indeed possible..."

"Dig more wells, take baths throughout the city, and recruit sanitation workers. It was decided happily!" An Xu replied quickly.

"Like the priests?"

"Yes." An Xu thought of the seminary classmates and monks who bathed every day and cleaned everywhere, and felt that this was probably their only redeeming feature. "It's not required every day, but the more frequently you can wash, the more frequently you can." The better.”

Charlotte hesitated for a moment and said, "Do you want civilians to have a daily 'little wash'?"

As slow as An Xu was, he also realized what Charlotte was saying.

The priests did not "bath" every day. They performed "little baptisms" - scrubbing their bodies with soap leaves, brushing their teeth with a branch of what Ansu secretly called the toothpaste tree, and then rinsing it off - which was a kind of religious ceremony. They believe that clean and bright people and environments please the God of Light, and thankfully the teaching here is not about taking a bath once a year.

An Xu never expected that when other people's time-travelers broke the feudal superstition and asked everyone to take a bath, it would be better for him to let people take less baths, so as not to mistakenly think that he was supporting the church. She recalled that the biographies of certain saints contained records of crusade against unclean people, including wizards (rumored to be omegas who had sex with the devil to gain magical power), and those who rebelled against the Holy See with their filthy bodies.

Isn’t this “dirty” a literal meaning...

"Charlotte," An Xu asked with difficulty, "how often do you take a bath?"

"I am more devoted to His Majesty the King than to the church." Charlotte said euphemistically.

"A week?" An Xu quickly looked at Charlotte's cheeks and hair, and they didn't feel dirty.

"A month."

An Xu quietly took two steps back.

"But I am a superpower." Charlotte coughed lightly.

"I'm sorry, does it have anything to do with the fact that you are a superpower and you haven't showered for a month?!"

"People with superpowers are better at self-cleaning," Charlotte patiently explained to her boss who lacked common sense. "What's more, Lady Eve also sent an exorcist who can remove evil spirits for us."

She explained it to An Xu, and the God's Favorite's eyelids jumped as she felt that it was not scientific at all.

An exorcist is a superpower who can use superpowers to clean people or objects. There is a special name to explain it. Like the "healer", it is a superpower that is widely favored by the Holy See and nobles and cultivated in the largest number. An Xu had also heard of this name, and thought it was a magic stick for dancing, but he never took it to heart.

It is actually true that "people with super powers are good at cleaning themselves". If a person with a superpower and an ordinary person sleep together in the wild for a week, the latter will be as black as briquettes, while the former will be dazzlingly clean in comparison. This characteristic, combined with a generally stronger immunity, allows people with superpowers to rarely get sick, but looking at the "self-cleaning" aspect, it does seem to be the work of some god with mysophobia. It is not surprising that the Illuminati priests regard cleanliness as the will of God.

Just like a duck, there is an oily film on the feathers, which is waterproof and dustproof... Suddenly, Anxu understood the arrogance of the nobles and monks.

If the difference is so great, can people with superpowers still be considered human beings? From the perspective of those with special powers, I am afraid that ordinary people would doubt whether they are human beings. The nobility and those who have the right to speak in the Holy See overlap too much with the group of superpowers. If they don't feel that ordinary people are the same kind, let alone empathize and think from others' perspective, they may not even be able to sympathize and resonate.

"So, since people with superpowers don't get sexually transmitted diseases anyway, you think it's unnecessary for me to tidy up the white house?" An Xu asked.

"Unmarried soldiers need a proper outlet." Charlotte acquiesced.

"Is it okay for ordinary people to get sick?"

"That's something that can't be helped." Charlotte replied, "If they choose to take risks and contact those omegas, they must be aware that misfortune will happen to them."

"Why are you talking about metaphysics?" An Xu found it a bit funny. "I didn't say we wanted to ban it, I just wanted to rectify it! Isn't it good to prevent diseases?"

"How can diseases be prevented?" Charlotte frowned and retorted, "Even healers cannot cure diseases. That is the destiny appointed by God."

"..." An Xu buried his face in his hands.

As a result, they say they are not close to the church, but they still believe in nonsense theology! Dear, healers can only heal wounds! You don’t need a priest, you need doctors and nurses, and some common sense! !

An Xu gave the death order without hesitation.

The border army and the previously separated law enforcement team carried out the order and began to clean up the old city mercilessly, allowing the scavengers entrenched here to choose between being kicked out or joining the sanitation team. The people in the monastery returned to their old profession of preaching and began to go around the streets to give health science lectures. They said that if you don't clean yourself regularly, invisible bugs (well, you can call them evil spirits) will crawl into your body. If it takes your life, the Thunder Queen will never protect you - An Xu said that being superstitious is enough for the time being. If she sees a bunch of rats and hair with fleas again, she will use her ultimate attack. Do you believe it or not? All the omegas in the white house should be driven out and let experienced people check whether they are sick. Those who are sick are not allowed to continue working, so they can work as sanitation workers.

On the second day of the excitement, a businessman managed to contact An Xu and apologized to her with a nod and bow. He said that the place where the God's Favored One went was his property, but his people were stupid and did not provide good hospitality. Please allow him to make up for his sins. His adopted son just transformed into an omega this year. He is absolutely very clean and has been admiring God's favored ones for a long time...

"What do you mean?"

An Xu's face turned green as he pointed at the boy in front of him, who definitely looked less than eleven years old even with heavy makeup. Is he over ten years old?

"It's just a small thing." The businessman rubbed his hands together and continued to apologize. "In the past years, omegas were actually clean every month. It's just that many places in Thunder Castle recruit omegas to work, and they also take omegas without parents to school. In the future, I want to Even married people are not willing to do this business... I am a serious businessman, and it is not easy to force omegas to work here..."

o-marked, once marked, their scent will change and they will lose their appeal to other alphas. The marked omega is of no use to the white house, so the white house's bustards will usually perform an "operation" on that omega when he/she enters the industry (if that kind of simple and crude destruction can also be called surgery), so that this omega can be Omegas cannot be marked throughout their lives, nor can they become pregnant or give birth.

As for how much damage it would cause to the omega's body, they did not consider it. The white house was originally a place where youth could eat.

"Brother, house, um." An Xu pointed at the door and said calmly.

"What did you say?" The businessman didn't hear clearly.

The thunder and lightning in An Xu's palm said "crack", and she was filled with resentment that she was thought to be a lecherous pedophile. She dropped the thunder and drove this person out all the way.

"Give it to me too..." She glared at the little boy angrily, and was given a headache by his expression that was about to cry. Well, this unfortunate person is innocent. She sighed and said, "Go out, find the big sister at the door, and go to school. Do you understand?"

The boy did not show an expression of relief. He froze in place for a moment, bit his lip, knelt down on the ground, walked to An Xu on his knees, and reached out to touch An Xu's belt. An Xu was so frightened that he slapped him and knocked him aside.

The boy's tears fell.

An Xu's head throbbed and hurt.

"What's wrong with you?" she said haggardly, squatting down with all her patience. This was thanks to the fact that the boy cried silently. Anxu was the type who would turn away when hearing a child cry. Here, turning away would probably turn into a thunder and lightning.

"Please be kind and let my sister go!" the boy choked.

"What happened to me?" An Xu asked, rubbing his temples.

"You...my sister is sick. If you drive her out, she will starve to death!"

"Oh, so you want her to continue to show off her illness?" An Xu sneered.

"If you don't work, you won't have money... No one will marry her, and no one will want me. I've also been operated on..." the boy said in a soothing tone, "If only I were an alpha..."

"You don't have to be an alpha." An Xu interrupted him, "If you don't get married, you will starve to death? Don't you have any hands or feet?"

The boy looked up at her, his eye makeup turned into black, making him look ridiculous and small. This is so unlucky. This child is still in elementary school in the real world, right?

"I will provide you with a job, let you go to school, and you will pay back the money you owe me by working for me in the future." An Xu said, unable to stand it, he took out a handkerchief and wiped the stains from his face. The boy asked her to wipe it blankly, then suddenly broke down and burst into tears.

"I want to go out to make money and take my sister out with me... I don't have to go hungry or get beaten..." he cried, "I want to make a lot of money. If I have money, I can buy medicine to treat my sister's illness..."

"Wait?" An Xu suddenly became energetic, "Medicine? What medicine?"