Confidence can make people exude unique charm. Even if she does not meet the public's aesthetic standards, she will even be considered an ugly side, but what does that mean? The judgment of human beauty and ugliness is always only aimed at humans themselves, and from this is the center, extending all kinds of related things. In the vast Milky Way, in the eyes of other intelligent creatures, this judgment standard is obviously untenable. If the fat woman in front of her is placed on the beauty pageant platform of the entire universe, she may be recognized as a beauty, and has a better chance of becoming a fairy, or even a muse, that is reasonable. So as long as she is confident and unique, she will definitely find a group to appreciate you.

Linda understood this truth deeply, so she was justified and put on a debate stance, waiting for the two to retaliate. However, the verbal battle that she had waited and watched did not come as promised.

Bella put her hands in her bag, stood beside her obediently, without saying a word. She was very smart and knew that even if she just popped up a word in front of this woman, she would be hit by a long-term counterattack. Instead of being spoken out, it would be better to have an innocent smile and wait for Uncle Modiz to take action.

But the Governor was also afraid of his secretary, and the only thing he could do was to find a way to kill her away. So he used his usual means and said to Linda with a kind look: "Dear Linda, you are really outstanding. Every time you say it, you can enhance my cognition and let my thoughts be baptized. In view of this, I agree with every word you say and everything you asked me to do. Now, please give me all the official duties I want to handle today. At the latest afternoon, I will prepare them all and give you a satisfactory reply."

"You always do this. You only know how to use the Adrasian eloquence to perfunctory me, but in the end, the things you should deal with are really unbearable." Linda encouraged her round cheeks and said with complaints.

"This is my problem, a complete bad habit." Modiz immediately admitted his mistake and promised confidently: "As long as you give me time, I will correct it slowly."

"If you could change it, you would have changed it long ago." Linda relaxed her tight face and said helplessly: "Please forgive me, Governor, I am a bit overlord. But as your secretary, I can only supervise every day and give reminders at all times. This not only makes you bored, but I am also extremely sad. I hope this is your last guarantee, otherwise this situation will be difficult to change."

She handed the electronic information book to Modiz and gave further reminders: "All matters to be processed are here. I have set the collection time as you stated. I will request it on time. Please make sure to complete it."

Speaking of this, she looked at Bella next to her and reminded without hesitation: "Work is very important, and the body is also very important. You can combine work and rest, use entertainment to relieve stress in your spare time. To meet your physical and psychological needs, it is also appropriate to add a partner. But please note that, as you said to me, some should be stopped in moderation, otherwise excessive indulgence will only make nominal relaxation and a heavy burden of spirit and flesh."

At this point, Linda had to say everything before leaving. No matter what the listener would react or how surprised they looked at her, she turned around as if no one else was around, and walked through the slender and empty corridor with extremely heavy and twisted steps, and disappeared behind the metal door at the end.

"She..., how could she say that."

Modiz finally vomited the words stuck in his throat

He came out, but Bella still said nothing, looking at him with a look of pity, as if mourning to the soul deeply trapped in misfortune.

"Please don't look at me with this kind of eyes. Uncle is not as miserable as you think." Modiz began to pretend to be relaxed in order to resolve the embarrassment: "Linda looks mean, but she is a good person. Some words I like, and accepting spurs every day can quickly improve work efficiency."

After hearing this, Bella was so amused that she stepped forward and gave her a hug and said, "Then I am so happy for you, Uncle Modiz, continue to enjoy your life, and don't have to explain anything to me."

"I didn't have any explanation, I was just afraid that you would misunderstand it, so I would just explain it. Also, some hint in her words just now was completely her personal imagination. Please don't mind too much."

"Is there any? I didn't listen carefully."

"Thank you, you said this, making me much easier."

Modiz opened the door with relief and gave in. Bella was not polite, shook her ponytail and walked into the Governor's office. The Adras followed closely behind and waited for the door to close. He made a random setting, turned on the anti-snooping and curtain system, completely isolated this place from the outside world.

After looking around, the colorful and multifunctional sand caught Bella's attention: "Can I sit on this and say it? Uncle Modiz."

"Don't ask me, Bella, just sit wherever you want."

"Then I'm not polite."

The little girl took off her shoes, jumped onto the sand, and started to churn it on it. This move made Modiz speechless.

"I said Bella, you are a big girl. Can you not do childish things on the sand like a kitten?"

"This mat is so soft. I have never lie in such a soft and comfortable place since I was a child. Please give me a chance to be rude. Thank you, Uncle Modiz."

"Bella, aren't you kidding me?"

"No, what I said is true." Bella curled up in the middle of the sand and rubbed the cover with her hands and said slowly: "You still remember where I stayed before."

"You mean Katyn refugee camp?" Modiz asked.

"It's there, the temporary resettlement site in the Battle of Dawn. Those who escaped from the battle were waiting for the end of the battle and then moved to other planets in batches. My mother gave birth to me in the refugee camp and stayed there for eleven years. Every day, facing a small space and a simple facility, she slept on the ground, and there was no concept of a bed. In my opinion, it was not like a refugee camp, but like a forgotten prison, but just without guards. Everyone was isolated from home. Every day, they lived on the food they were given, without conflicts of interest, and had no basic communication. They were all taking care of themselves, like cats and dogs in pet shelters, waiting for the assigned fate."

"God is kind to you. Look at it, aren't he doing well now?"

"If the Lord could give this kind of love to my parents, I would be willing to be a nun for the rest of my life if they could live."

After so long, Bella's tone revealed sadness for the first time.

After Modiz noticed it, he was moved and comforted him: "Sometimes, we cannot demand too much. God is omnipotent, but we also need to master the balance. Only when someone loses it will get it, and vice versa. It is your parents' efforts that make you have a wonderful today, and the lack of family affection, hasn't your adoptive father Albert also given you?"

"He did give me a lot of fatherly love and also made me feel like home."

"This is enough. Don't let the past be heavy and bound your glorious future. Think about things that are not good, such as this piece of sand, isn't it bringing you happiness?"

"You are right, Uncle Modiz." Bella swept the haze in front of her and changed into a naughty face: "Then I will experience this happiness well, let it soothe my wounded heart, and relieve the fatigue caused by the prayer these two days. Then I won't talk to you for now, I'll take a nap before talking."

As she said that, she changed her lazy posture and clicked the comfortable sleep option on the projection touch screen of the sand with her hand. The pattern in the area changed suddenly. The sand stretched out and turned into a bed. Then gas was sprayed out at the four corners of the bed, gathering on the bed surface to condense into a snow-white velvet quilt. Soothing music sounded at the head of the bed, and the mattress massage function was activated. According to the scanning and evaluation results, massage the whole body and specific parts of the user above were performed step by step. What's more interesting is that in the sleep environment column, the default is the breeze on the beach. The virtual experience automatically sets the scene, not only blue sky, white clouds, sunshine, beaches, waves, and palm trees, but the slightly salty and fishy sea breeze actually blows. It has to be said that such high-end and realistic restoration is really amazing.

"You are not telling it seriously, right?" Modiz hurried to the sand and approached Bella's ear and said, "I'm asking you to come, not to provide a place for you to sleep, and I don't believe that there are no similar facilities in the 'House of God'."

Bella struggled to lift her eyelids about to close, and spit out two words with certainty: "No."

"Then there should be a soft bed."

“No, either.”

"Don't you sleep in bed?"

"Sleeping, but they are all wooden beds and not even mats. My father said that all those who believe in God are atonement, especially in such an environment, they should be strict with themselves and not greedy for enjoyment."

Modiz was surprised after hearing this: "Oh my God, Bella, you said you had never slept in a soft bed, but it was true. I thought it was just in the Katyn refugee camp, but I didn't expect it to be the same here. No wonder you went straight to it as soon as you came in. It turned out that you didn't want to experience the supporting functions, but just to feel the comfort above."

"That was the first idea," Bella said, lowering her eyelids, turning over and lying flat on the sand, saying with a very enjoyable look: "Now I love this atmosphere that is more experienced. It makes people feel indescribable and can throw bad emotions behind you and feel the beauty of life more."

Modiz stood up and shook his head helplessly sighed: "If I had known this, I would have put it away or forbidden you to use it. Now, it was a matter of asking questions, but now it has become a sight to see you sleep, which makes people have nothing to say."

Bella grinned and shook her cute little face and comforted her: "Don't worry, Uncle Modiz, I'll just sleep for fifteen minutes. Get up and make sure I feel refreshed and quick-thinking. I asked me to answer it smoothly. I want to tell you to be organized and that my efficiency will definitely be twice as good as before I went to bed. Don't look at me here, go sit next to me for a while, rest, and time will pass soon."

"You win, Bella, sleep peacefully." At this point, Modiz had to leave in disappointment, return to his desk, and use the official business to make this embarrassing time.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!