Trafford’s Trading Club

Lord, I give you victory and glory.

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In front of heaven, a pure white horn slowly folded its wings and landed on the clouds. At this time, a warrior on the one-horned horse wearing gold and silver armor with three pairs of light wings behind him turned over and dismounted.

Several winged angels dressed in white cloth quickly stepped forward and called the warrior's name: Lucifer.

The great morning star, the archangel who rules over the angels, the star of victory that makes hell fear... If there was no worship in heaven, Archangel Lucifer would probably have the most fans in heaven besides himself. .

"Lord Lucifer, are you back early?" an angel asked curiously.

Lucifer took off his helmet... Angels have no gender, but Lucifer's beauty is enough to eclipse all the angels.

"Well, the cleanup work has been completed ahead of schedule. The angel troops are still behind, so I came back early to tell my father the good news." Lucifer smiled slightly.

That is a smile that warms people's hearts. Even as an angel, they will be infected by this smile, as if happiness has arrived...the star of dawn, the morning star that brings hope to people.

"Where's father?" Lucifer then asked.

"The Lord is in His palace." An angel replied at this time: "But the Lord is receiving a guest and has told us not to disturb him."

Lucifer was slightly startled, "Father's guest? Is he the Buddha in the Paradise of Paradise or the master at the end of the Ganges River."

However, this angel who knew the situation could only answer this question by shaking his head: "I don't know who it is, but it shouldn't be these two."

"I understand." Lucifer nodded: "You can continue to stick to your posts, I can go in by myself."

The guarding angels had no objection. The archangel in front of them had become God's assistant with another archangel Gabriel. They were qualified to walk freely in heaven.

Soon, Lucifer came to where the Lord was.

Lord...I give you victory and glory.

With a smile on his face, Lucifer pushed open the door of the hall.

The main hall is full of colors. Even in heaven, it seems that there is no place full of such beauty, but it appears in the main hall.

Lucifer's eyes narrowed slightly, seeing a large number of colors suspended in the air, as well as the sound that sounded in the hall.

"The quality this time is very good, enough to last a long time."

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“Hail Mary, you full of grace, the Lord is with you, blessed are you among women, and blessed is your Son Jesus. Holy Mary of God, pray for us sinners now and at the hour of our death. God. Amen!”

The voice of prayer.

Lucifer slowly opened his eyes, then frowned, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, "Am I... dreaming?"

Shaking her head, Lucifer stood up. Instead of caring about the fact that she was dreaming, she was actually more concerned about being woken up.

At this time, Charti grabbed a silver cross with both hands, lowered her head, and muttered softly.

"Issam is not a believer. Even if you pray for him, his soul will not enter heaven after his death, even if he is a good person."

These words made Charti's prayers suddenly stop. Since last night's questioning to no avail, the young nun had been tired and sad, and almost fainted. However, she did not sleep the whole night, but stayed with her silently. Next to the old grandma.

"God loves the world." Charlotte did not turn around to look at Lucifer at this time, "There is no distinction between high and low."

"That's not necessarily true." Lucifer sneered at this time: "What he loves most are those who can become the Holy Spirit. Only with these Holy Spirits can heaven exist. But even these Holy Spirits are just a tool at best. , they are just consumables in His hands.”

Charti ignored Lucifer's words, just closed her eyes again, and began to pray seriously again.

Lucifer didn't mind at this time. He shrugged and left from Charlotte. Because the old nanny failed to wake up after the operation, Charlotte basically couldn't leave. Naturally, Lucifer himself couldn't leave too far either. .

After hearing the news, Mr. Isam's wife dared to come overnight, but she could only see the pale face of her husband who had lost his life.

Sharti tried to comfort her, but in the end she endured the vicious scolding of her grief-stricken wife.

The young nun suffered in silence.

But for Lucifer, this is not even an episode that can be regarded as a separation between life and death. It is really normal in a place like the hospital.

She suddenly liked this place, partly because it had the soil where despair breeds, and partly because it was a good breeding ground.

Although her power was inexplicably lost and she was imprisoned and became the virgin she is now...but the knowledge she possessed was not lost.

"With so much material, I should be able to make a good little guy..." Lucifer walked towards the intensive care unit with a happy smile.

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As the propeller began to slow down, the noise seemed to become louder.

The place where the helicopter landed was the village secretly built by the Song family. Luo Qiu looked out of the helicopter window and could basically see the whole village.

Gan Hong had actually introduced the appearance of this village to Luo Qiu earlier. Now, seeing the one-to-one correspondence with what Gan Hong introduced, Luo Qiu had a more intuitive feeling.

Besides Luo Qiu himself, Song Ying was also the one who went to the village this time. This trip was actually requested by Song Ying.

Since the day to return to China has been set and the distance is not far, Song Ying plans to visit Gan Hong before leaving.

After Song Tianyou thought about it for a while, he agreed to Song Ying's request and asked Song Er to take care of her along the way.

"So, are you surprised?" Seeing that Luo Qiu didn't blink at this moment, Song Ying, who was sitting next to her, said proudly: "It took twenty years to build this village, and it's now what it is now. scale."

"It's not easy." Luo Qiu nodded, "However, I feel more like a base than a village."

In fact, this direct bird's-eye view was much more detailed than what Gan Hong introduced. Luo Qiu had already seen several watchtowers, and there seemed to be some heavy artillery hidden in them... What was even more exaggerated was that he was here. A 'parking lot' was found in the corner of the 'village', where several tanks were parked.

Hearing this, Song Er, who was sitting in the passenger seat in front, laughed and said: "Young Master Qiu, you don't know something. If the Song Dynasty is the economic lifeline of the Song family, then this is the foundation and self-protection of the Song family. Of course, power is also the power of attack. So it is not wrong at all to say it is a base."

It probably also has the functions of talent training, certain technical research, and the recuperation of the wounded, etc.

During the conversation between several people, the helicopter finally landed on the tarmac in the corner of the village. And here, there was already an off-road vehicle waiting to pick up and drop off.

Just like Gan Hong once said, Luo Qiu not only saw a large residential area on the road, but also saw public facilities such as markets, shopping malls, schools, hospitals, etc.

According to Song Er's introduction, banknotes in the 'village' are just waste paper, because the currency used in transactions here is actually a virtual assessment value.

Except for those under the age of sixteen and the injured and retired who can get a fixed amount of 'consumption points' every month, everyone here needs to earn their own 'consumption points'.

There are many sources of consumption points. Those who can stay in the job can complete something in the Song family, participate in the collective activities of the Song family, contribute to the village, or obtain something new. Research results, etc.

Outside laws do not apply here, and all assessments are carried out by the Song family's specialized assessment department.

Although this base has a small population, it can be described as an independent 'small country'.

After entering the village, Song Ying stretched, took a deep breath, and said happily: "The air outside is really incomparable to that in the village!"

Probably... it's because something called 'spiritual energy' gathers here, right?

Luo Qiu smiled slightly, but looked at some strange pillars that were occasionally seen on the streets of this village. Because of the existence of these pillars, the 'spiritual energy' near this mountain would slowly flow into this valley like a river.

This is probably the work of Mr. Blind.

Growing up in an environment rich in spiritual energy, although the possibility of birthing a supernatural being is still very slim, it is still possible to improve the physical fitness of the villagers, and this has only been a success for twenty years.

If the environment of this village never changes, then from generation to generation, better human individuals will probably be born... Luo Qiu suddenly thought: Is this blind gentleman planning to conduct this kind of mortal transformation experiment here?

"We're here." Song Er pointed at a building in front of him: "This is the medical institution in the base."

Song Ying glanced at Song Er with surprise... Was it because he was influenced by Luo Qiu that he changed his mind and called the village a base?

"Second instructor!"

At this time, a woman wearing a nurse's uniform and holding a writing pad came out.

Song Er nodded.

At this time, the little nurse asked Song Ying and Luo Qiu respectively. What made Luo Qiu curious was that the other party actually knew him.

Song Er smiled and said: "Although Master Qiu has never appeared at the base, we have actually known about your return to the Song family for the first time. Although we have not yet let people in the base identify your appearance, we know You are coming today and you are standing next to Miss Sakura, so it is not difficult to guess."

Luo Qiu just smiled casually and didn't say anything, but the little nurse peeked over, looking very interested.

Luo Qiu pointed at the girl's leg at this time. She was startled, looked down and found that her shoelaces had been loosened at some point.

The girl was immediately embarrassed and quickly squatted down to tie her shoelaces. Then she blushed and said, "Second instructor, are you here to see Sister Gan Hong? She is currently undergoing rehabilitation in the physical therapy room."

Song Ying said in astonishment: "It's only been a few days, it's incredible to be able to get out of bed, have you already started rehabilitation training?"

The little nurse said helplessly: "The doctor also said it's not possible, but none of us could persuade Sister Gan Hong... She said she didn't want to lie in bed, as it would make her feel like a useless person."

Song Ying frowned and said in a deep voice: "Take me to meet her."

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Driving two long pipes on the passage covered with cotton bales, Gan Hong grabbed the left and right pipes with both hands at the same time, and then walked with great difficulty step by step.

Every step she took was quite difficult. She needed to expend a lot of strength to move her ankle slightly.

Her hair hangs down, and sweat drops can even be seen on her bangs. But she was staring straight ahead, and the stubbornness in her eyes was unbearable to look at.

In front of the glass mirror outside the physical therapy room, Song Ying placed her palm on the glass, and then clenched it slightly. She opened her mouth, as if she wanted to shout something, but in the end she tightened her mouth.

"How long has she been like this?" Song Ying asked in a low voice.

"It's been almost five hours since morning." The nurse sighed.

"Have you never had any rest?"

"Sister Gan Hong did have some rest." She said, "She also ate a lot, and then she continued to do rehabilitation training here."

"This guy..." Song Ying finally sighed and shook her head: "Forget it, maybe she really has her own thoughts."

Song Er, who was beside him, suddenly said: "Miss, aren't you going to stop Gan Hong? You have to do things step by step. No matter how much you practice, it will be of no use until your injury is healed, right?"

Song Ying looked at Gan Hong who was still moving forward step by step through the glass, and said with a wry smile: "Song Er, have you ever wanted to give up no matter what... have you ever stopped? Will you despair and lose confidence in the future?"

Song Er frowned.

Song Ying sighed and said: "Since she knows how to rest and eat to replenish her strength, it proves that she is aware of her situation and it is not because of her temper... Although it is very difficult for her now, I am afraid it is also accompanied by pain. But after you see the roads she has walked, the sweat she left behind, and her persistence, do you still have the heart to ask her to stop? I hope she can stop more than any of you, even more than herself. I have to worry about her physical condition, but with her like this, I know I can't do it at all."

Shaking her head, Song Ying took a deep breath, "What we can do is believe that she can do it and recover completely... Be prepared. Once she collapses because she can't bear it anymore, we will check her immediately. We don’t want to be here anymore. If she knows that her miserable state has been seen by everyone, it will only make her feel even more uncomfortable. Let’s all go away..."

"I said..." Song Er's face looked a little strange at this time.

Song Ying was stunned and said subconsciously: "What's wrong?"

Song Er swallowed his saliva and pointed to the room in front, "Well...it seems that Master Qiu has gone in."

"What?" Song Ying was stunned for a moment, then her eyes widened!

I saw Luo Qiu walking in at some point, holding a water bottle in his hand, and walked up to Gan Hong. Gan Hong was slightly stunned, then took the water bottle handed over by Luo Qiu and drank it.

"That's not right... It seems that Gan Hong doesn't want others to see her in such a mess, right?" Song Er couldn't help but murmured: "Isn't it nice to see Master Qiu..."

"Dead head!!" Song Ying suddenly gritted her teeth. 8)