"hiss……"

Two sounds of gasping in the air came from behind the door.

I am Rollin mentioned by the Alay envoy...

Rollin mentioned by the Alai God Envoy...

The mentioned Rollin...

Rollin...

Forest……

Is it such a coincidence?

The door suddenly became quiet, and then there was a sound of getting up and walking.

"Pa".

The wooden door was pushed open by someone. The Alai God Messenger looked at Luo Lin with disbelief, with an unconcealed excitement in his eyes: "It's really you! Are you here to deliver food?"

Rollin: “…”

OK, now I am synonymous with food in the eyes of Alai God Messenger, right?

Alai also realized his loss of composure and quickly laughed awkwardly. Before Rollin could reply, he patted Rollin's shoulder and looked at the envoy behind him, introducing: "This is the young man I mentioned just now. Rollin, this is the envoy of Archmond, just call him Amon."

"Among God Messenger." Rollin nodded and extended his left hand.

Amon looked at Luo Lin in a daze, stretched out his right hand dullly, and hundreds of thousands of grass and mud horses galloped past him.

What a fuck... I just said that there was no such thing, nor could there be anything like Rolin's boy, but this girl really fell from the sky.

Could it be that Alai is not crazy, but telling the truth?

The God Amon looked up and down with suspicion. Seeing that Rollin was wearing neat but ordinary clothes, he looked like an ordinary young man in a civilian area. How could he be the chef in Alai? It was even more impossible to take out a few thousand gold coins to share with the survivors.

But out of politeness, Amon shook hands, but his face was calm and he didn't say anything.

"Rolin, you are..." After Alai calmed down, he finally noticed the blood on Luo Lin's body and his trembling right hand.

Luo Lin raised his right hand helplessly, and at the same time lit up the silver sword badge in his left hand, "It should be a bone crack. He fought with a group of little kids."

"Oh? I said why did you come to the medical room? Come, come with me, it's just me on duty today." Alai said, bringing Rollin into the medical room.

The medical room is not big, it is just a small house of more than ten square meters, which is a bit similar to the outpatient department of the old era, except that the stainless steel equipment inside is replaced with exquisitely carved wooden utensils.

After all, in the new era, steel and other materials are scarce, but resources like wood are a bit cheap.

There was also a door on the other side of the medical room. Through the gaps in the door, Rollin saw that there were neatly arranged and endless hospital beds, which were empty inside.

"After all, in this new era of doomsday, people either have their injuries that can be quickly cured by blessings and potions, or they die directly under beast tides and plagues. There are very few cases of lying on the hospital bed."

Alai said casually, walked to the back of the table and sat down, stretched his hand towards the seat opposite the table, and said to Rollin: "Sit down first, I'll see your injury."

Luo Lin stretched out his right hand, Alai closed his eyes, frowned slightly, and his concentration seemed to gather an invisible energy on his hands.

Alai took a deep breath and slowly placed his hands on Rollin's right hand. Rollin saw Alai's hands release a pale white light, and a breath like liquid wrapped his injured right hand and penetrated inward from every pore on his arm.

Luo Lin suddenly felt a warmth, as if the soft spring water wrapped around his right hand.

The originally painful bones are constantly being healed, and a numb and comfortable feeling is heard.

"Is this the so-called miracle?"

Luo Lin felt a little disbelief. If that ritual of salvation was just a refreshing spirit, it can be understood as the healing and inspiration brought by the ritual.

Then the abilities that Alai showed this time were obviously not comparable to those charlatans in the previous era.

This is a real healing.

Is there really a miracle in this world? Or is there really a god?

During Luo Lin's random thoughts, the warm and sacred white light lasted for more than ten minutes. Alai finally opened his eyes and exhaled the turbid air. His solemn expression suddenly relaxed, as if he had completed a relatively heavy work and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"It's a bit of bone cracks and some muscle damage." Alai smiled relaxed and laughed, a hint of fatigue flashed in his eyes, but he quickly returned to normal. "I have used healing techniques to repair you, but it may still be a little sore. You can try it first."

Luo Lin was shocked, "Damn, is that so naughty?"

Is this restored?

As Alai said, Luo Lin raised his right hand and waved it twice, clenched his fists. As expected, he was the same as before. However, when he used force, the previous injury of his right hand was still a little sore.

"It's fine if you go back and recuperate for two days. But you happened to be here," Alai turned toward Archmond, who was sitting next to the medicine cabinet. "What about the batch of potions sent by the pharmacist Lao Ya yesterday? You look for it and there are several bottles of primary healing potions for repairing skeletal muscles."

"You are so nice to this kid." Archmond glanced at Alai and Rollin helplessly, turned around and opened the medicine cabinet behind him, and started rummaging through a pile of bottles and jars filled with colorful liquids.

Alay seemed to be very familiar with Archmond, and grinned and said, "No, it's okay, what if I don't call me when I cook it every time? Haha, Amon, you have never eaten the food made by this kid, which is better than any chef in the safe area."

"Finally found, a primary healing potion."

Archmond took out a bottle from the cabinet, shook the bright red liquid in the bottle, nodded, walked over and handed it to Alai, "No matter what, cherish it, this is the pharmacist's pharmacist's pharmacist. I think this kid might have given you some ** soup, but he dared to say it is better than any chef's. If the leader of the branch hall knows, it will be another cooking competition, you still remember the time the leader of the branch hall and the deputy director of the branch were held in the Food Hall that year..."

"Okay, you can just say it."

Alai smiled and took the medicine, opened the mouth of the bottle and poured out the blood-like liquid, applied it to Luo Lin's right hand, and said, "Best of all, next time Brother Luo cooks, I'll take you there, you'll know if you taste it."

"Hmph, I am a messenger of God. How could I eat the same food as the survivors of the civilian areas?" Archmond turned proudly.

Rollin: “…”

Alai: "…"

Alai remembered in a trance that he said the same thing back then.

Then……

Alas, the past is unbearable to look back on.

"By the way," Alay suddenly looked at Rollin with a hot look, "Didn't you say last night that you would have another meal for all the survivors of civilian areas next week... Ah, did I mean to hold another salvation ceremony?"

Rollin nodded: "Yes."

For some reason, Rollin always felt that Alai was heading towards that meal.

The ritual of salvation is just a fig leaf...

"It's like this. The ritual of salvation is very energy-consuming. The 3,500 dead souls are too much load for me," Alai's face looked a little embarrassed. "Can I take a few companions to have dinner together...ah, I mean, can I take a few divine envoys to attend the ritual of salvation together?"

"You are just rushing to have a meal, right?" Luo Lin said speechlessly.

Seeing that his thoughts were discovered, Alai grinned and stopped hiding them. He said openly: "It's really the food you cook is so delicious, can you blame me?"

Rollin: “…”

Judging from what you mean, then you blame me?

Seeing that Rowlin didn't say anything, Alai thought it was Rowlin who refused to agree, and said helplessly: "Don't worry about the ingredients. You gave them all to the survivors, and don't care about us opening our mouths a few more. Mainly, after I came back and talked, they didn't believe it. You also know that I don't manage my connections very much and are excluded members in the temple. If I could bring a few envoys over..."

Rollin: "!!!"

Luo Lin was shocked at that time, okay, I thought to myself, don’t look like you, a kid, have thick eyebrows and big eyes, and are full of righteousness, your mind is quite lively.

Damn it, then I'm a hotel here, right?

In order to manage your connections, what do you think of me? The royal chef?

It's intolerable!

Rollin only felt that his blood was rising, and it was not good to be used by others.

So Luo Lin smiled and said, "Okay, welcome."
Chapter completed!