"Sir, the money you put in is non-refundable, so please insert coins in moderation."
Sure enough, there’s surveillance!
If I’m going to get it on in the car, I’ve definitely got to disable the caras first.
"I got it."
Rod replied with a sentence and directly selected the Inner City District.
Youse’s Church dical facility was located in the Peace District of the Inner City District.
From the naming of the blocks, Rod could see the difference between the Inner and Outer City Districts—the Outer City Districts were all numbered one, two, three, four, while the Inner City Districts had specific nas.
The administrative division of the Royal City is very simple, mainly divided into three large urban areas: the Upper City, Inner City, and Outer City Districts.
Beneath the city areas are the major districts, and beneath those are neighborhood blocks.
Each area has an Administration Hall responsible for its administrative work.
Strictly speaking, the Defense Departnt is also a departnt under the Administration Hall, equivalent to being managed by both the superior Military War Departnt and the Administration Hall.
From an organizational structure standpoint, the Trolian Kingdom is quite advanced.
But even the best systems will gradually beco corrupt if the people are no good.
As for the people Rod had t so far, aside from that Iron Mask Manolo Bana, they were mostly okay.
"Then we’ll find a way to bring him down. Hmm, I’m part of Qingyu’s faction—sowing so factional strife shouldn’t be a problem, right? Besides, that guy looks so sneaky, he’s definitely not a good person. Maybe he’s the mastermind behind everything."
"Exactly, that’s right. I’ve got to expose him, force him to eat shit, and then chop him up. Perfect!"
As Rod fantasized wildly, he arrived at Youse’s Church dical facility.
It was a standard dical-style square building made of bluestone with a large footprint, and dozens of Spirit Lamps were hanging on the walls, obviously requiring high standards for illumination.
But for so reason, Black Fog still hovered above the building, even forming a small vortex and seeming lower than other buildings.
When Rod got out of the car, Aunt Youse was just about to close the iron gate.
The mont she saw Rod, her chubby face lit up with a delighted smile, and she rushed over to give Rod a bear hug.
"Little guy, I’ve missed you to death!"
Before Rod could speak, his throat let out a groan of unbearable weight for his body.
"Big... Big sis! I’m getting smothered here!"
"Oops, sorry little guy. You’re growing too slowly. n need to be strong!" Aunt Youse said, laughing.
"It’s been over a month since I saw you. Let’s see how you’ve grown in the academy."
A flash of Spiritual Light shone from Aunt Youse’s fingertip, pressing directly on Rod’s forehead.
"Hmm, Spiritual Energy... Spiritual Energy!"
Her eyes suddenly widened, looking at Rod in disbelief.
"1200, no, 1300 marks? Has your Spiritual Power Strength exceeded a thousand?"
Aunt Youse’s face looked as though it was about to burst with shock, and not even her hefty eyelids could hide it.
"My God, you’ve only been in the academy for a month? When I saw you, you were so frail, so helpless, with only 5 natural Spiritual Energy. You’ve expanded your Spiritual Energy hundreds of tis in a month?"
Just by looking at Aunt Youse’s expression, she seed almost faint.
It also made Rod a bit worried—I haven’t grown too fast, have I? I won’t end up being dissected, will I?
But Aunt Youse didn’t seem to lose her composure; she was just extrely excited, like a student who was not initially favored suddenly becoming the top of the class.
"This is fantastic! Truly worthy of soone Youse Tieji sees potential in! Little guy, are you part of the Starfire Series or the Spirit Fire Series?"
Rod answered, "Starfire."
"How many Fire Sparks have you ignited?"
"Three."
Igniting three Fire Sparks within just over a month—what level is that?
Rod witnessed as Aunt Youse joyfully picked him up and hoisted him onto her shoulder.
Her towering height of over two ters made this act not feel the slightest bit out of place.
She rushed back into the dical facility, shouting, "Girls, co see who’s here!"
A crowd of Healing Nuns surged out from the depths of the facility. Although Rod had only spent a day here, they seed to recognize him as if they knew him well.
"Wow, it’s little Rod!"
"You lot weren’t lying to !"
"Can I touch him?"
The matronly figure rebuked, "If you want to beat you tonight, go ahead and touch!"
The nun sister actually reached out her hand, but Aunt Youse slapped it away.
"You get back to your room!"
She scanned the room like a lion amongst a flock of sheep and then asked,
"Where’s number 7? She chanted a hundred tis, and now that the person is here, she’s not looking."
A Healing Nun sister replied, "She’s treating Captain El’s injuries."
Aunt Youse snorted, "Then forget it, it’s her loss."
With Rod in tow, she parted the sea of sisters and entered a large room.
There, Rod saw a whole Crystal Wall neatly divided into sections, each one displaying a scene.
In one of them, he caught sight of nun number 7.
She was in the room making Potions, and a big-bearded man lay on the bed, his voice clearly coming through the Crystal Wall.
"Miss number 7, should I take off my pants as well?"
Seven’s impatient voice replied, "How many tis have I told you, only the shirt cos off."
"But what if there’s a wound inside? Then you won’t be able to see it."
"The Spiritual Light’s detection is never wrong."
"But it really hurts." The big-beard reached out his hand, but seven nimbly dodged it.
"I warn you, it is forbidden in the Church dical facility to harass or be obscene with the Healing Nuns! It’s also forbidden for Healing Nuns to have reproductive interactions with patients! Mind your behavior, or I shall call Sister Superior Youse."
Upon hearing Youse’s na, the big-beard resigned himself to lying still, letting nun number 7 apply the dicinal ointnt to him.
Rod watched in astonishnt.
Why is it so different from when she treated ?
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