Save Tomorrow's Ark with Game System

"Fethical monarchy is a backward system, and it is extremely unwise to hand over the entire country to one person to manage."

"Even if the Usas Empire had established a cabinet and a parliament, the king still had the right to dismiss their laws and regulations. Compared to Colombia and Letania, the Usas Empire was really like an uncivilized curly baboon.

.”

"They are indifferent to the economy and only like vodka and fight bears. Now the streets and alleys of the Usas Empire are filled with cultural elements from Letania and Colombia. The traditional Usas culture has been squeezed to the edge.

Many ancient skills are about to disappear, not only the loss of the Usas Empire, but also the loss of the world."

"The reason is that the country's social system is too backward. If there are no major changes, the Usas Empire will gradually lose its personality and characteristics and become a cultural vassal in other countries."

Vera's voice echoed in the huge villa, making Valentine a little sleepy.

It is winter in the Usas Empire, and the temperature of the cold current has dropped sharply, and the most depressing time of the year has arrived. Except for those workers who have to stick to their posts, everyone else is basically staying at home to chat around the stove to keep warm.

Valentine is no exception. He hasn't been out for several days.

The fireplace burned with dry charcoal, occasionally crackling. Valentin pulled up the curtains without turning on the switch, but let the faint firelight of the fireplace illuminate a small area in front of the sofa.

The flames emitted a warm orange light, shining on Valentine's face, making him feel a little sleepy. Vera's side face came into his eyes, becoming more and more blurred.

Xing Yihuang curled up beside Valentine, with a blanket covering her body. She was like a winter cat, forming a ball and leaning against Valentine, breathing slightly and evenly.

Finally, Valentine could not resist the sleepiness and closed her eyes.

This is the most comfortable thing in winter. You can lean against the person you like and stamp the blanket into a ball, and lie in front of the warm fireplace to fall asleep.

Valentine fell asleep soon and he had a dream.

In his dream, he still looked like he had traveled through time, with a little dragon man with two horns on his head, but his clothes were not the windbreaker he usually wore but a red woolen coat with a sleeve.

Armband wearing the Griffin Safety Contractor logo.

There was no one around him, just a little girl lying in her arms. The girl had long silver-white hair like him, and was permed into slightly curly. The girl's clothes were strange, like a very ancient disease.

She took it. Two tubes were inserted into her brain, and the other end of the tube was a half-full blood bag.

It's Liberal...

Valentine was lying on the chair, stroking Liberol's long hair with one hand and gently pinching her sleeping little face with the other.

Soon, Liberal woke up. She came down from Valentine's arms and stood before him.

"Commander, do you still remember me?" His voice was weak and cute, making people want to love him well.

"Remember. You are Liberal 1918." Valentine nodded.

"But I'm just illusory." Liberale shook his head.

"But I still like you very much." Valentine stood up from the chair and squatted in front of Liberal.

The girl smiled, and her eyes were crescent.

"What if I change my appearance?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the liberalis in front of him changed. His long, originally soft hair became a little dry, freckles grew on his white and clean face, and some changes occurred in his eyes and lips.

If Liberal's appearance could be scored 100 points, now she is only 50 points.

"Who are you?" Valentine was puzzled. The girl he liked disappeared, and the girl standing in front of him was extremely ordinary.

"Liberal." The girl gave her answer.

Valentin panicked. He stood up and took a few steps back, waved his hand at Liberal.

"No, you are not her, you are not her, where is she?"

"I am her. Whether it is the core or the voice, I am still the original Liberalis, but I have changed my appearance."

The little girl's words pierced into Valentine's heart like a needle. He squatted on the ground, holding the girl's shoulders with both hands and shaking: "Why, why do you want to become like this? Can you still change back?

”

"Of course it can." As soon as he finished speaking, Liberale changed back to the appearance he had won. Valentine looked at the original Liberale back with an excited smile on his face. He wanted to hug his favorite.

The girl was pushed away by her.

Valentin looked at Liberal in front of him with some confusion.

"Stop being addicted to the illusory world, Commander." Liberale shook his head and turned away.

The entire office was gradually shrouded in white light, and the things inside gradually disappeared with the spread of the white light. First there were walls, sofas, then office desks, and bookcases.

"Where are you going?" Valentin looked at Liberalis, who was gradually moving away, and stretched out his hands.

"I've always been here, but the one who left is Commander." Liberal turned around and smiled sweetly.

"I...I know you are illusory, data, dot matrix, but what about those people? They are carbohydrates, calcium. Why can't I love a person composed of virtual data?" Valentine looked gradually

Liberal, swallowed by the white light, shouted with all his strength.

"Do you really love me? Or do you just love my appearance? Without that portrait, what am I?" Liberal's voice came from the white light, and she had completely disappeared.

"Cherish the people in front of you, the commander. At least she can touch and see, unlike me, just a picture. Maybe she will go against you and have some shortcomings, but in the face of true love, all this can be done

Make concessions.”

Liberal's voice echoed in Valentine's mind.

"I..." Valentine stuttered, with a confused expression.

"Do I really love her..."

Valentine's body turned cold and she suddenly opened her eyes.

What caught my eye was Vera's little face. She stood beside Valentine, holding a red book in her hands, and looked angry.

It seems that this quiet Usas girl doesn't like seeing the audience sleeping when she explains knowledge.

"You are disrespectful to me." Vera's tone was exactly the same as his father, like the cold Usas winter wind.

Valentine felt the temperature around her drop a little. He wrapped his own quilt, and looked at Vera with half his face.

I didn't mean it, girl, mainly because the things you talked about are really sleepy!

Valentine is a very talented person in the liberal arts because his science scores are so bad.

Yes, that's right.

The key is the politics in the liberal arts, just like Valentine's listening to science, physics and chemistry, and she gets sleepy after listening for a while, which is also the reason why he restricts his performance.

Of course his English is not very good.

But Vera didn't care about that. She only knew that Valentine fell asleep while listening to her, which made her very angry.

She raised the book she hugged in her arms, as if she was holding up a large stone. The orange light from the burning fireplace shone on the book, and Valentine seemed to see the phantom of the sickle hammer.

Grass.

For the attack on shovelism.

Vera pasted the book on Valentine's face, and Valentine suffered 99999 spell damage.

But shovelism is kind, and she did not use the four corners of the book to paste Valentine's face, otherwise Valentine could learn politics from Marx tonight.

Just make up for the courses I missed in my previous life.

"I'm going out." Vera's voice came into Valentine's ears without any change.

Valentine continued to pretend to be dead, and the red book covered his face. He looked like a good student who fell asleep because he was too diligent in reading.

Oh.

You have to remember your current identity. You are the hostage in my hands, not the young lady. Even if you can run around in this villa, you can enter my study at any time or even go out to act freely, it doesn’t mean you are not

Can command me with this attitude.

"I'm going out!" Vera's voice was still as cold as before, but the pitch was a little higher.

"Then you go out, no one stops you." Valentine took away the book on her face and found a comfortable position to lie on the sofa.

Yes, this pillow is so soft.

"It's snowing outside, I need someone to pick me up." Vera said this very naturally, as if Valentine should have done so.

Oh my.

Little girl, are you very demanding? Do you really treat yourself as a young lady?

Valentine ignored Vera's request and lay on the sofa and closed her eyes.

Click.

The door was opened, and a gust of cold wind blew into the house and brought into the snow outside.

Vera looked at the cold winter wind and heavy snow outside, and walked out without hesitation.

Valentine looked up and saw the closed door.

He lay back again.

It was so cold outside and it was snowing heavily, so the girl would definitely be back soon.

Five minutes later.

Valentine sat in the passenger seat and looked at the heavy snow outside through the window, looking anxious.

Damn this girl is really here, she really doesn't come back.

Xing Yihuang held the steering wheel and looked at the road from time to time. Because of the heavy snow, there were very few pedestrians on the road, basically all adults. They had been out for three minutes and didn't see any of them having smaller ones along the way.

A passerby with body shape.

If this is missing, Valentine will kill himself.

Before leaving, he had notified the gang members in the city to find Vera. Basically, except for some important positions, all other gang members went to the street to find the girl.

While driving to a clinic for infected people, Valentine finally found the target. The small figure was lying in the arms of a man.

"Vera!" Valentine shouted, regardless of the car that was still driving at low speed, she opened the door and jumped out.

Then he slipped because he was too anxious and slid all the way to the man's feet.

Bang.

Xing Yihuang, who was sitting in the car, slapped her forehead and said that I didn’t know this embarrassing guy.

Valentine lay on the snow, clenched her fists and shivered all over. He was blushing like a monkey's butt, and he really wanted to dig a hole and get in.

It's so embarrassing.

Is there any need to save this world? Let’s destroy it.

"Sir, are you okay?" A female voice entered his ears, ethereal and sacred, warm as spring.

Valentine raised her head and saw a pair of naked feet. The feet were stepping on the snow, without any dirt, as gentle and clean as jade. He turned his eyes up and saw what shocked him the most in the past two years.

scene.

"Ange..." Valentine's eyes widened.

"Yes." The man smiled, Valentine only felt that he had seen the purest smile in the world. "My name is Raphael, a Sakota. I'm glad to see you."

Looking at the hand that stretched out to him, Valentine felt that she had seen the gates of heaven.

Infected person’s clinic.

Valentine sat in the doctor's lounge, looking at Raphael Vera who was busy outside the door, who was fine and was lying on the bed to rest.

"By the way, why do you have to go out?" Valentine remembered something, and left Raphael's long light blonde hair and four pairs of golden wings, looking at Vera lying on the bed with a suspicious look on her face.

"Look for my friend." Vera sipped hot cocoa in small sips, but her voice was completely opposite to the temperature in her hands.

Valentin had a headache. After several months of getting along, Vera's hostility towards him disappeared, but she had no good feelings. The two of them were like ordinary friends. At most, they just wanted to say hello to each other. Vera was too lazy to go with him.

He said a few more words.

Of course, except when discussing those knowledge.

"Your friend?" Valentine's image of a shameful bear appeared in her mind. To be honest, why didn't Valentine care about this after coming to Chernobeller? She held on to Winter and Gumith

The attitude is to let things go and we will always meet in the future.

"Yeah." Vera responded and didn't say anything again. The only sound of her drinking hot cocoa in the entire lounge was echoing.

"I asked you to go out to meet on a snowy day... Could it be that you had a boyfriend?" Valentine made a bad guess. If this is true, then he had to have a good talk with that guy.

Valentine is now raising Vera as her sister. He thinks that as an Onissan, he should be involved in his sister's emotional life.

What if his sister was cheated by a scumbag? Although with Vera's IQ, he felt that this kind of thing was unlikely, it was not absolutely non-existent.

"Bored." Vera rolled her eyes and ignored Valentine.

...

It doesn't matter, he's already used to it anyway. Since he came to this world, Valentine hasn't met a normal woman.

Oh no, that angel outside is normal.

But how could angels come here? And they appear in an extremely secretive clinic for infected people?

Valentine felt that she should have a good talk with the angel.

"I'll buy you some oranges, just stand here and don't walk around." Valentine talked to Vera very seriously and left the lounge.

Valentine did not go to the offices of the doctors to communicate directly with the Sarkotan.

Looking at Raphael's skillful bandaging skills, Valentine felt that she had a clear purpose to come here.

"Your technique is very professional." Valentine couldn't think of any good way to catch up, so she could only praise Raphael's bandaging technique.

"Thank you." Raphael looked at Valentine and smiled slightly. "I have a professional physician license, issued by Rutland."

Looking at the smiling face Valentine felt her heart stop beating for a half beat.

What's going on with this feeling of love?

"It's really lucky to have a doctor like you join in this room." Valentine suppressed the surging in her heart and responded with a serious look.

"I'm not here now." Raphael replaced the patient with a new bottle of glucose and wrote something on the medical record. "It was the doctors who asked me to stay and they needed help."

"Help." Valentine chewed the word.

"Are you volunteering to help the doctor here?"

"Why not?" Raphael tilted his head.

"You are such a kind doctor." Valentine bowed slightly to her.

"It's nothing. I don't know how many people I have helped all the way from Rutland." Raphael smiled. "This is my life and my hobby."

What is the Virgin? This is the Virgin. Sacrifice yourself for others and do not seek rewards. Valentine sincerely admires the angel sister in front of him. She is many billions taller than the European white-left Virgin bitches in his previous life.

scholar.

"Actually, I found out that there was a place to rescue infected people in this city, so I wanted to come here." Raphael handed a stack of cases to a doctor, turned around and opened the door of a ward, and Valentine followed her

Walked in.

A man was lying in the ward with some tiny source stones growing on his neck. Valentine looked at the man and stood silently behind Raphael, in the blind spot of his sight.

"I'm very lucky to find this clinic." Raphael wore a stethoscope and examined the infected patient.

"After I came here, I realized that there were more than one clinic like this, and I also learned about some situations from the doctors." Raphael put away the medical equipment and took out an ore disease inhibitor.

"This clinic also usually receives ordinary patients. You just relaxed and let me follow you into this infected ward. Aren't you afraid that I am ordinary people who don't know anything?" Valentine hugged her chest with her hands,

Looking at Raphael's busy back, he asked.

The halo on Raphael's head flashed twice, with a very small amplitude. She pulled the needle out of the patient's arm and threw it into the medical waste trash can next to her.

"The doctor told me that most of the infected clinics in this city were founded by one person, who was also the gang leader of the city and the president of the Chernobeller Teachers and Doctors' Life Security Foundation."

"He forced all the gang members to learn knowledge and the law, and sent those who were truly the most evil to prison."

"Let the gangsters in this city gradually become legal and gradually be accepted by the people."

"He is a Vaivan with a pair of blue horns on his head. He likes to wear long black windbreakers. Unfortunately, because of his height, he doesn't look cold but a little cute."

Valentine glanced at her clothes.

"I'm glad to know you, Mr. Valentine." Raphael poured a glass of water to the patient and placed the medicine next to his pillow.

She turned to look at Valentine and said with a smile, with a warm and sacred glory radiating behind her.

Valentine felt that the cold of winter disappeared in the moment she smiled, and replaced by the extremely comfortable warmth brought by the spring monsoon blowing across her body.

This was the most beautiful and sincere smile Valentine had ever seen. He regretted why he didn't bring the camera to record this beautiful smile.

"Meet again, the Sakotans, Raphael." Raphael extended his hand to Valentine.

Valentine held Raphael's hand and felt that she had a piece of warm and smooth jade, but she had the hard texture of jade, as soft as boneless.

"A normal Vaivan, Valentine." Valentine smiled and nodded in response.

Although Valentine was calm on the surface, in fact, he was so happy that he had turned 3,800 backflips and jumped into the air at 7,200 degrees.

It was at this moment that he had a goddess he longed for and admired in his heart.

"The doctor at the infected clinic said that if you want to join them, you need to pass your assessment." Raphael brushed his hair.

"No problem, absolutely no problem!" Valentine agreed directly.

Raphael smiled, smiling happily. "Aren't you afraid that I was sent by the Chernobyl government? They began to hate infected people."

"I believe in you, Miss Raphael." Valentine Zheng pointed.

"Thank you for your trust, boss." Raphael bowed to Valentine. The moment she bent down, Valentine's eyes glanced at the collar of Raphael's clothes with extreme sensitivity.

Then a ball of holy light almost blinded his titanium alloy longan.

"Although I don't mind myself, I suggest you don't have that kind of indecent things, boss." Raphael reached out and rubbed Valentine's eyelids.

Valentine felt that this blindness was worth it.

"I am born with a very friendly relationship with the Holy Light, and they are willing to protect me."

"May the Holy Light bless you, boss."

The Holy Light of Going to tm. Valentine complained in her heart, but on the surface she looked pious.

"Thank you for your blessing, Miss Raphael."

"Don't be so reserved, boss, you can call my name Raphael directly." Raphael's face still had a spring breeze smile, and even Valentine, whose eyes were a little blurred, could feel the warmth.

“Unfortunate and honor.”

Valentine felt that he had experienced two lives since he was born and had never been as polite as he is today.

This is probably the power of love.

A barbell-like laughter rushed into his mind.

"System? What are you going crazy again?" Valentine felt a headache.

"Love, buddy, love." The system gasped and said a few words, continuing to laugh.

"What's wrong? Haven't I let myself love someone after so many years?" Valentine was very angry.

"I laughed at you as a fool, like Xing Yihuang, two little kids." The system finally stopped his laughter. "One is to meet and love the other, treat desire as love; the other is to be awkward all day long

No, I keep my true feelings in my mind for fear of being hurt."

"I feel that these two people have to write hundreds of chapters to achieve success."

"What's the matter?" Valentine frowned and forced herself to leave the mental space.

The morning passed quickly, and Valentine sent Vera to her friend's house. Looking at the familiar highlights on the hair of the Usas in the distance, Valentine still had no choice to disturb them.

At least, before that day comes, let them have more time to live like an ordinary student.

In his previous life, Valentine just wanted to live a peaceful life, but he never thought so again in this life.

There are too many people who need protection and too many things that need him to change.

He is not a Virgin, not a hero, but just an ordinary person who wants to return to his parents.