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So he suggested: "Why do we have to distinguish clearly which one belongs to which? Can't we just put them all together? It's fine as long as they are full."
"No, wouldn't that be deceiving the clients?" Greco shook his head.
“What does deception look like for Catholics?”
“Go to hell.”
"Okay." Jiang Lu snapped his fingers: "Then you can join my Red Cross now. We don't have the concept of deception, so you won't be considered deceiving."
"Uh..." Marino hesitated: "It may not be cheating, but it is betrayal..."
"Nonsense." Jiang Lu shook his head seriously: "I must have a good talk with you about your wrong ideas."
"Please tell me."
"Do you think you are pious when you pray to God?"
"Very pious."
"So you are so pious to God, has he rewarded you? Has he helped you when you were in trouble?"
"No...no."
"Yes, he doesn't care about your life or death at all. This is betrayal!"
Marino and Greco were speechless, and Jiang Lu continued to strike while the iron was hot.
"Putting this aside, let me ask you again, before this plague, have you ever worn the current protective clothing?"
"No."
"Yes, this means that you have been changing with the changes in the environment and improving yourself. Is that okay?"
"no problem."
"So you guys are making progress, how about him?"
"Well..."
God's faithful followers are beginning to awaken at this moment.
"Do you think what he did was worthy of your piety?"
"It seems a bit..."
God's faithful followers began to feel dissatisfied at this time.
"So he can't stop you from running towards someone better than him, right?"
"this..."
God's loyal believers began to stir at this moment.
"In that case, my suggestion is to improve your sword skills first and kill the god in your mind first!"
"Hmm... maybe we should reconsider this."
God's faithful believers are still somewhat hesitant at this moment.
"What else are you considering?" Jiang Lu used his trump card in frustration: "There are things I don't want to say too bluntly, but it seems I have to say it now.
Do you know what is the most pitiful thing about you?
God is not really curious about what you do every day. He occasionally appears in your dreams, sometimes just to hook you and let you know that he pays attention to you. Do you really think he is interested in your boring prayers? He knows that you are delicate and sensitive. The smaller the behavior, like responding to prayers, the more it can arouse you. So he will give you some feedback on those emo essays you pray in the middle of the night, but who cares why you are unhappy in the middle of the night? When he is bored, he will also respond to those believers he doesn’t like, including you. Haven’t you noticed that he never shifts the focus of his oracles to you? Because he doesn’t care what kind of person you are. He just kills time when he is bored and complains to you. After all, he doesn’t need to take responsibility for saying ambiguous words. He doesn’t care about the prayers you say to agree with him and comfort him, and sometimes he can’t even finish reading them. So don’t pray for him all the time in the future, do you understand? "
Chapter 100: The condition worsens? Jiang Lu seriously reexamines!
The most heartbreaking truths often only require the simplest words to express, just as the best ingredients often only require simple cooking.
As faithful believers in God, the two never thought that from a different perspective, they would become such clownish figures.
At this moment, they finally completed their awakening.
"We gave everything, but in return we only got endless disasters and inaction."
"Fuck God! He's just making a fool of us!"
"That's right!" Jiang Lu raised his right hand and shouted, "Ma Luo's life is also a life!"
Although they didn't know what a "maluo" was, the two bird-beaked doctors still shouted it out.
"No more!" Greco angrily grabbed a handful of ashes and stuffed them into the jar. "I'm tired of doing this every day!"
"Okay!" Marino also joined in: "I'll help you."
"Yes, that's it!"
Jiang Lu said passionately: "Let's humiliate God severely!"
So the goal changed from separating and packaging the ashes of each body to filling the jars.
It doesn’t matter who it belongs to, as long as you fill it up and report back.
No one will know or care anyway.
Moreover, they have already gotten over that hurdle in their hearts and do not feel any guilt.
This is of course the credit of spiritual mentor Jiang Lu.
So after a while, all the urns they brought with their names on them were full.
The next step is to go back and report.
Just as the two climbed out of the pit, Catherine, who had not dared to speak, finally couldn't help asking: "Um... I want to ask, are there any members of the Medici family among the bodies you burned?"
Marino and Greco suddenly fell silent, standing there in a daze.
Jiang Lu realized something when he saw their reactions.
In other words, they seemed to be dancing at the grave in front of the deceased's family.
He winked at the two of them, indicating that they should find a way to comfort him.
So Marino gritted his teeth and explained: "Well, regarding the dead members of the Medici family, we do know who belongs to whom, and we have paid special attention to distinguishing them."
As he said this, he patted Greco.
The latter finally reacted and took out two from the packaged cans on the side and handed them to Catherine one by one.
He took out one first and said, "This is your cousin Martina..."
A look of grief appeared on Catherine's face: "What? Did my dearest Martina also die in this plague..."
But perhaps because she has been through the gates of hell, she now has a different view on life and death and is more open-minded.
As if to comfort herself, or to comfort her cousin's spirit in heaven: "But fortunately, I only lost two relatives. So Greco, who is the remaining one? I hope it's not my grandmother. She is the best person in the world to me."
"Uh..."
Greco said with a complicated expression: "Here are your cousin, your aunt, your uncle, your niece, and your grandmother..."
"?"
"Yes!" Jiang Lu excitedly waved his fist: "This is the real family bucket!"
......
On the way back, Catherine sat on the cart that had just been loaded with corpses, holding her relatives in silence. Marino and Greco pushed the cart, and Jiang Lu followed beside them.
Jiang Lu looked at the two anxious people and comforted them, "Don't worry, she is a reasonable person. I can see that."
There was helplessness and despair in the eyes of the two men as they looked at Jiang Lu, and they were in pain but couldn't express it.
They could only pray that Giovanni de' Medici would not kill them.
But halfway through their prayers they suddenly remembered that God probably wouldn't protect them anymore.
Then deeper despair enveloped them.
Just like that, the two fools, the unhappy one and the sloppy king finally rushed back to the inner city of Florence before the sun completely set.
After a simple disinfection at the city gate, they were able to enter the inner city.
But compared to the outer city, the situation in the inner city is not much better. A large number of patients are crammed into narrow, unventilated houses, waiting for treatment. If the houses cannot accommodate them, they lie on the streets, surrounded by household garbage that no one deals with.
However, such treatment is what patients dream of. More patients are isolated in courtyards or houses with the letter P marked on them, and they have no choice but to wait for death.
The lights were on, but the place was dead silent.
This road is not far, but no matter who you are, you will feel that the process of walking this road is very long.
Catherine recalled some bad memories and lowered her head in pain.
Marino and Greco were already accustomed to it, but every time they would subconsciously turn their heads away from this sad picture of hell that made them, the doctors, feel sad.
Jiang Lu looked at the mountains of garbage and flowing sewage, thoughtfully.
People at that time had no concept of bacteria and viruses. Influenced by religion, most believers would associate some difficult-to-cure diseases with the degree of their faith, believing that this was a punishment from God or some kind of miasma that was invisible to the naked eye.
Naturally, people would not associate disease with garbage or those furry, lively rats, and there would be no awareness of public health.
Therefore, the more patients there are, the worse the environment is, and the worse the environment is, the more patients there are.
This leads to a vicious cycle.
But Jiang Lu was powerless to change anything because no one would believe his fantastic words.
He needed some more intuitive and impactful ways to quickly improve his status and influence so that he could more easily find the source of the disaster.
He only has ten days, so he has to make every minute count. As for scientific matters, they are not his concern.
Of course, he wouldn't have.
Soon, the four arrived at the Medici family's mansion.
Catherine jumped off the cart impatiently, rushed to her home and knocked on the front door.
The person who opened the door was a hunchbacked old man. Judging from the way Catherine addressed him, he should be the old butler here.
The moment he saw Catherine, the old butler panicked as if he had seen a ghost.
But when he confirmed that the person in front of him was the lord's long-missing sister, he was so excited that tears filled his eyes.
"Miss, you are finally back! Thank God, you are safe and sound!"
He cried with joy, then turned and trotted into the house to announce the good news to the owners here.