MTL - The More They Object, the More It Means I Did the Right Thing-Chapter 107 Anzu’s unique ‘Restoration Warlock’

Chapter 107 Ansu’s unique ‘Restoration Warlock’

 【Third-level position, the assessment requirements for the reply warlock are as follows】

 【Please immediately reply to the suggestions of the following six friendly citizens and eliminate their negative reviews within one hour】

[Fifty percent of the negative review elimination rate is considered qualified, and less than 50% is considered a failure. If it fails, the city government will use a live broadcast to hang the reply warlock to help citizens soothe their emotions and eliminate the bad reviews. Comment]

 【Note: If the negative review elimination rate reaches 100%, you will receive a special commission】

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Luojia blinked her eyes. At this moment, she knew how difficult the test in the fourth-level border world was.

 Even if a fourth-level priest comes, it will be difficult to pass the level.

 At least half of the negative reviews must be eliminated, otherwise the reply warlock will be eliminated.

Third-level positions are the lowest positions. For the city government, they are just temporary workers. Hanging temporary workers can eliminate the dissatisfaction of unruly people, which is a very cost-effective thing.

 The city government’s biggest shortage is temporary workers.

 She is not timid.

  【Reason for negative review: On the way to the civil service examination.】

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the third.

 These people are all near the city hall.

 Love is invincible.

Luojia felt that what Ansu said made sense, and she also looked through the information.

 She felt that she needed to learn from Ansu's happy-go-lucky spirit.

Luojia thought to himself.

The first one.

 At least it’s more interesting than being locked up in a monastery every day.

 【Third-level goblin leader, Lucian】

“.” Luo Jia was silent, her snow-white eyelashes trembling slightly.

Luojia thought for a while and found it very difficult, but it seemed quite interesting?

Ansu said calmly, his blue eyes full of sincerity, "I believe that as long as we are full of patience and love, no matter how unruly the citizens are, they will be influenced by us."

[Reason for negative review: On the way to a civil service interview, his head was suddenly rotated by a group of orcs. Now he is asking the patrol to find his lost head, but he is told that his head is a 'low-quality hot pot skull that exceeds the emission standards'. After the urban management collected it, they sold it to a waste recycling station for recycling]

 【Fourth-level volcano demon, Kabusis】

 “Take it easy,”

 Can this bad review really be eliminated through love?

second.

This guy is not surprised at all.

 There is no need to pay wages.

Luojia turned to look at Ansu and found that the latter was not panicked. He even had a smile on his lips and was looking through the information of the six citizens seriously.

Luojia even had the illusion that Ansu felt like returning home when he came to the Kingdom of Chaos.

Since they and I are not even of the same race, can we understand each other?

"It's fine."

The smile on the corner of Ansu's mouth was very bright. Xu could see Luojia's concerns, and he explained confidently, "As recovery warlocks, what we can heal people's hearts is also a bridge of communication between various races."

 “We must be able to understand each other.”

Jingle Bell.

At this time, the sound of the magician's communication sounded, reverberating in the hall like a reminder. Because the magic power was used as the connection, the magic power unique to the volcano demon vibrated, and the smell of gunpowder smoke echoed in the recovery warlock hall.

 It was the volcano demon who called.

The surrounding recovery warlocks all expressed sympathy for the two new arrivals. This fourth-level volcano demon originally came to take the exam for the second-level professional title "urban management", but unexpectedly his head was confiscated by the city management.

 The head will definitely not be recovered.

The money from the urban management sales has already gone into the pockets of the upper-level officials.

So the volcano demon is very angry and has made many negative reviews in a row. The troll intern who ran out just now was roared out by it.

 He failed the assessment, and it was Ansu's turn.

 Such a human child would definitely be crushed.

 Ansu sat down with a smile on his face, his smile was so bright,

The warm sunlight filtered through the window lattice and gently fell on the big boy. His blue eyes were as clean as the stars, full of tenderness and sunshine.

It feels very much like a recovery warlock.

Luojia also couldn't help but have hope.

Ansu picked up the magic phone, and soon, the roar of the volcano demon came from the other side.

It has no head and cannot speak, so it uses magic power instead of roaring. When it opens its mouth, it roars with magic power that makes people lose their souls.

"Roar!"

"Give my head back." Ansu frowned slightly. The magic roar of the fourth-level demon was indeed very lethal, but his body had been blessed by the Mother Goddess many times, so he could naturally withstand the roar.

 He did not speak, blocked his ears, and waited patiently for the demon to roar.

　　Perhaps he was tired of scolding and his magic power was slowly drying up, so the devil's voice gradually became quieter.

 At this time, Ansu spoke.

He said gently and politely, "Citizen, I have heard your appeal. Please calm down a little and don't hurt your body. Please give me some time and I will reply to all your confusions."

Ansu’s voice is gentle and has the power to heal people’s hearts.

The restorative warlocks around him were somewhat impressed by Anzu. After being baptized by such a roar, he could actually maintain his sanity and not collapse.

 It seems that the bad reviews can be eliminated.

 The next step is just to apologize, pretend to be dead and change the subject.

 After venting "You tell me, I'll listen" several times, the volcano demon was no longer so angry, and his tone softened slightly.

Ansu had a faint smile on his lips. Luojia, who was observing Ansu from the side, suddenly felt that something was wrong.

This guy had the same smile on his face last time when he sacrificed to the Esoteric Cult.

 Ansu spoke, his thin lips opened slightly, and his mouth was as gentle as jade:

“I have found your head, and I want to apologize to you on behalf of the city manager. Your head is not a ‘low-quality hot pot skull’”

“Of course,” the volcano demon said proudly.

 Ansu’s dialect is warm and gentle.

 “Your head is more suitable as a high-quality incinerator for your () () corpse.”

The young man's gentle tone was clear and somewhat magnetic, like the drunken sunshine in the afternoon. It echoed warmly and melodiously in the reply hall, and then brought a deathly silence.

 Dead silence.

All the replying warlocks suspected that they were hallucinating. Even the Volcano Demon on the other end of the phone was stunned and speechless. Only Luo Jia on the side slightly held his forehead, showing a helpless expression like "I knew you were going to do something." .

"What did you say?" Without a brain, the volcano demon couldn't think straight.

“I mean, your head is suitable for being your () incinerator, and it can be regarded as a filial piety for your relatives.”

Ansu Caisi is quick to export,

“I have never seen such a creative head, and the crematorium will rush to buy it.”

“Of course, if you are not satisfied with the incinerator, you can also use it as your ()()()() box, which will be kept warm and heated 24 hours a day, giving you the most comfortable experience of driftwood.”

"You, you, he..." The volcano demon is about to start roaring with magic power again, but its magic power has been slightly exhausted. In addition, it has no head and slow thinking.

 But Ansu has entered a fatal rhythm.

After experiencing a series of friendly and kind words from birds and flowers, the volcano demon was completely angered.

 Demons are the most upright race of people.

 After being insulted to this extent, the only way to vent his anger is to fight in person.

“Report the place name.” said the volcano demon.

“On the street of Purgatory opposite the city hall.” Ansu smiled and stimulated, “If you don’t dare to come, you are just a coward, you can hide under the quilt and give me a bad review directly.”

 “No, it’s my grandson.” The demon said slowly.

 “What is your name? What is your name?”

“Green-skinned goblin.”

Ansu looked at the list of negative reviews,

"Your father's name is Lucien, please attract more people. If Lucien doesn't come, I will be your grandson."

 “You wait,” the demon hung up the phone.

 After finishing the work, Ansu smiled happily. Today is another healing day.

 Replying to all the colleagues in the hall, they stared at Ansu as if they were looking at demons.

 What is his idea?

 What kind of operation is this?

 “Okay, don’t be stunned. It’s time to take the next one.”

 Ansu patted the little saint on the shoulder, "Let's answer Mr. Goblin's question."

 Love is invincible.

 All this comes from Ansu's love for his sons.

 The little saint’s face is covered with black lines,

 The restoration warlock was completely destroyed in my mind.

 (End of this chapter)