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"So why don't we get some rest for the night and leave tomorrow morning."
"have no idea..."
"Maybe I'm in a hurry."
Giovanni approached the three of them and said meaningfully: "Teacher Jiang Luoke naturally has his own reasons for doing things."
At the same time, Jiang Lu, who was sitting in the carriage, was also talking to himself:
"So why don't we rest for the night and leave tomorrow morning?"
Qingying and Hongchuang didn't answer him, they were still jealous.
So their hands moved faster, wanting to teach Jiang Lu a lesson.
Massage, right? Wouldn't we?
Jiang Lu felt the sudden increase in pressure on his back and face, and finally couldn't help but say: "I can't breathe... I can't breathe."
"You asked for it!"
......
Back in Florence, it was already the morning of the fifth day within the ten-day time limit.
After a night of thinking, he already had a treatment plan for patients across Europe.
It is definitely unrealistic to visit every place.
We must think of a permanent solution.
The first thing Jiang Lu thought of was to distribute holy water in Florence and ask people from various regions to collect it. This would also stimulate the development of Florence to a certain extent.
But new problems have emerged.
If you only rely on holy water, the inventory will be a big problem, and the materials contributed by the Florentines have also been used up. Although it is not difficult to raise again, subsequent preservation is also a big problem.
The most important thing is that this kind of holy water that can cure diseases is very precious. Jiang Lu can predict that the holy water will definitely become a hard currency more precious than gold.
Even though you provide it for free, there are bound to be people profiting from it or even making fake stuff where you can't see it.
So the way of transmission is also a big problem.
Holy water must be available to every sick person.
In this regard, Jiang Lu, who was uneducated, obviously couldn't think of any good solution.
He did ask Giovanni and his teammates for their opinions, but he couldn't understand the advice he got.
Supervising transportation monopolies is beyond his ability as a high school student.
But fortunately, he knew some geography. After weighing the pros and cons, he came up with an immature idea——
Jiang Lu burst into flames at the meeting and said: "I decided to build an artificial lake! Then dig through it to connect the Danube and Rhine rivers, and then fill the artificial lake with holy water!"
"?" A well-dressed city hall official suspected that he had heard it wrongly: "Although you said it was an immature idea, you are too immature..."
Because it involved the use of a lot of manpower and material resources, even though Giovanni was not optimistic about Jiang Lu's ideas, he still arranged for Jiang Lu to attend the meeting, which would be attended by high-level Florentine officials and nobles.
The top brass contributes, and the nobility contributes money, just like in the past.
"Who are you?" Jiang Lu looked at the speaker.
"Dear Your Majesty the Pope, I am the official in charge of water conservancy, Julius." Julius replied politely.
Now that even the Vatican has been taken down, their title of Jiang Lu has changed from His Holiness the Pope to His Majesty the Pope.
"Oh." Jiang Lu nodded and said, "Like to play devil's advocate? You'll be the first to dig an artificial lake!"
"what?"
Giovanni quickly stood up and smoothed things over: "The Pope was just joking with you, don't worry."
After that, he looked at Jiang Lu again and said with rare seriousness: "But Your Majesty the Pope, what Julius said does make sense. It is indeed a bit fanciful. You have to know that it takes us decades to build a church. , in any case, it is completely impossible to dig a lake in five days and connect the Danube and Rhine rivers.”
"Damn it! I'm so disappointed!"
Jiang Lu was furious and started talking nonsense:
"You Axis people who only raise the white flag!"
"?"
The people present looked at each other in confusion, unable to understand what Jiang Lu was talking about.
"Be careful of failed art students! You can't beat him!" Jiang Lu warned seriously.
In the end, the meeting ended in a bad mood.
Jiang Lu felt betrayed for the first time.
Although Giovanni kept comforting him and said that it was not that they were disobedient, but that this request was simply impossible, his mood was still very low.
Out of anger, Jiang Lu returned to the Medici mansion and said viciously to Giovanni: "Don't let Eve come to me tonight, you creeping white-eyed wolf!"
"What?! No!"
Ignoring Giovanni's pleading, Jiang Lu shut him out, as if he was the owner of the mansion.
The teammates who were playing chess saw Jiang Lu's angry face and asked curiously: "What's wrong?"
"You will understand when you reach my age..." Jiang Lu sighed and walked towards his room.
Several people looked at him inexplicably.
Qingying and Hongchuang noticed that he was depressed and hesitated to comfort him. However, their legs were still weak and their CD might not be easy to get better in a short time, so they could only watch Jiang Lu go upstairs alone. .
Catherine was still at the construction site, but Jiang Lu found out after lying on the bed that her scent was still in the quilt.
"What should I do if... Shit! Why is the quilt wet?"
Just when he opened the quilt in horror, Hasmore appeared.
She was holding a black flower in her hand. Its appearance was something Jiang Lu had never seen before, but it had to be said that it was indeed beautiful, as if it could lose one's mind.
Seeing Jiang Lu sitting on the bed, Hasmore showed a slutty smile: "It seems that I came at the right time, Master~"
She couldn't help but spread her wings, intending to wrap around Jiang Lu.
But Jiang Lu is troubled right now and has no such worldly thoughts for the time being.
So after pushing Hasmore away, he studied the Black Death.
"Did you really find it?"
However, he did not get an answer. Jiang Lu looked up and found that Hasmore, who had been rejected by him, had behaved strangely.
(shady crawling) (eating hair) (unconscious crawling) (scratching head) (walking around) (tripping) (crawling at top speed) (flying across the ceiling) (backflip away) (twisting) (crawling) (writhing) (squirming darkly) (tumbling) (crawling violently) (convulsing) (growling eerily) (crawling) (dividing) (wriggling) (walking twisted)
"You're having a withdrawal reaction, aren't you?"
Jiang Lu looked helpless: "Come on, let me eat for you."
Hasmore was like a frightened cat, all its wings stood upright, and the feathers on it suddenly exploded. He turned his head suddenly, then he lay on the ground and arched his upper body, and flew towards Jiang Lu. The force seemed to hurt him to death. Similar.
"Fuck!"
Jiang Lu screamed in surprise, and then he was knocked over. Then he struggled to push Hasmore's face and lectured: "You are not allowed to protect food! Let go! Who are you baring your teeth at?!"
About half an hour later, Hasmore wiped his face with his fingers, then knelt down on the bed with an apologetic look on his face. He licked his fingers and apologized: "I'm sorry, Master, I lost my temper."
"Hmph, people are addicted to food." Jiang Lu didn't blame her too much and picked up the black flower again: "Are you sure this is the black god of death?"
"Yes."
Hasmore nodded: "Lucifer gave it to me personally, and there is nothing wrong with it. Although I don't like the fallen angels and demons in hell, Lucifer has always disdained lying, so I can rest assured."
"Who?" Jiang Lu was stunned for a moment.
"Lucifer." Hasmore repeated, and then explained: "He gave it to me personally last time. In fact, God has always maintained close contact with him."
"Why didn't you tell me last time?"
"Uh...you didn't ask."
"Don't play such old tricks!"
After complaining, Jiang Lu's expression gradually darkened, and then he asked, "Did he... say anything?"
"He said this was a gift for you, and he also said he wanted to meet you." Hasmer answered honestly.
"What about the others?"
"He's in hell."
"Then it's a chicken feather."
Jiang Lu laughed disdainfully, and then realized something.
Could it be that...
He stared at the black death in his hand, hesitated for a few seconds, then opened his huge mouth and ate the bud in one gulp under Hasmore's shocked eyes.
“What are you doing?!”
Hasmore yelled in panic. Even she only dared to take pollen and sprinkle it on the mice instead of getting too involved in the ominous effects of the flowers, but Jiang Lu actually ate the whole thing.
Jiang Lu waited for a few seconds and found that nothing happened. Then he started chewing and answered vaguely: "I am eating the reproductive organs of the flower."
"That's not what I meant! I meant that the black god of death is dangerous!" Hasmore reached out anxiously, intending to dig out the thing in Jiang Lu's mouth.
However, Jiang Lu's Adam's apple rolled: "Swallow it."
Hasmoel panicked and asked nervously, stammering, "Master...how...how do you feel now?"
Jiang Lu smashed his mouth.
"It has no taste. Not sweet, not sour, not bitter, not salty, not... eh? No... that's not right!"
His vision began to blur, and the holy angel in front of him began to gradually distort. Her impeccable face began to rot, her eyeballs fell, worms crawled out of her eye sockets, and the skin on her body seemed to be ignited, began to burn, and turned into Burnt black, the white feathers on the wings began to turn yellow and wither, quickly withered, and gradually turned into three pairs of bat wings, and her slender legs seemed to have had their bones removed, becoming limp and weak, and finally gradually stretched , becoming many waving tentacles with suckers.
Hasmore suddenly felt his leg being pressed by something. When he looked down, he was stunned.
"Hasmore, I have never realized that you are so beautiful! You are so high! I am so high now!"
Jiang Lu cheered, and then fell asleep the next second.
Hasmore panicked, and her eyes were instantly shrouded in mist.