Chapter 107 Ansu's unique 'recovery wizard'

[Level 3 position, Restoration Warlock assessment requirements are as follows]

[Please respond to the suggestions of the following six friendly citizens immediately and remove their negative reviews within one hour]

[A negative review elimination rate of 50% is considered qualified, and below 50% is considered a failure. If it fails, the city government will use the method of hanging the reply wizard live to help citizens relieve their emotions in order to eliminate the negative reviews.]

[Note: If the negative review elimination rate reaches 100%, you can get a special commission]

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Luo Jia blinked her eyes. Now, she understood how difficult the assessment of the fourth-level border world was.

Even if a fourth-level priest came, it would be difficult to pass.

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

The third-level position is the lowest-level position. For the municipal government, it is just a temporary worker. Hanging the temporary worker can eliminate the dissatisfaction of the unruly citizens, which is a very cost-effective thing to do.

There is no need to pay salaries anymore.

What the city government lacks the least is temporary workers.

Luo Jia thought about it for a while and felt that it was very difficult, but also seemed quite interesting?

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

She is not a coward.

Luo Jia turned to look at An Su and found that the latter was not panicked. He even had a smile on his face and was carefully looking through the information of the six citizens.

This guy is not surprising at all.

Luojia even had an illusion that Ansu's arrival in the Kingdom of Chaos was like returning home.

She felt that she needed to learn An Su's spirit of being content with whatever happens.

"Relax a little,"

An Su 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 moved by us."

Love is invincible.

Luo Jia felt that what An Su said made sense, so she also looked through the information.

First place.

[Fourth-level Volcano Demon, Kabusis]

[Reason for bad review: On the way to a civil servant interview, his head was suddenly spun off by a group of orcs. Now he is asking the patrolman to find his lost head, but he was told that his head was a "low-quality hot pot skull that exceeded emission standards" and was confiscated by the urban management and sold to a scrap recycling station for recycling]

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

Can this negative review really be eliminated through love? Second place.

[Level 3 Goblin Leader, Lucien]

[Reason for bad review: On the way to the civil service exam.] .Third place. These people are all near the city government.

Luo Jia thought to himself.

I am not even of the same race as them, how can we understand each other? "It's okay."

Ansu's smile was very bright. Perhaps he saw Luo Jia's concerns, and he confidently explained, "As a healing magician, we can heal people's hearts and serve as a bridge for communication among different races."

"We can definitely understand each other."

Ding-a-ling.

At this time, the sound of magic communication sounded, echoing in the hall like a life-threatening call. Because it was magic power that served as the connection, the magic power unique to the volcano demon vibrated, and the smell of gunpowder echoed in the recovery warlock's hall.

It was the volcano demon calling.

The surrounding restoration magicians expressed their sympathy for the two newcomers. This fourth-level volcano demon originally came to take the second-level professional title "Urban Management", but he didn't expect that his head would be confiscated by the Urban Management.

The head is definitely not recoverable.

The money earned by the urban management staff has long gone into the pockets of higher-level officials.

So the volcano demon was quite angry and had given many bad reviews in a row. The troll intern who ran away just now was driven away by its roar.

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

Such a human child would surely be driven to collapse.

An Su sat down with a smile on his face. His smile was so brilliant. The warm sunlight shone through the window lattice and gently fell on the big boy. His dark blue eyes were as clear as the starry sky, full of tenderness and sunshine.

It feels like a healing wizard.

Luo Jia couldn't help but feel hopeful.

Ansu picked up the magic phone, and soon, the roar of the volcano demon came from the other side. It had no head, so it could not speak, so it used magic power to replace the roar. When it opened its mouth, it roared with magic power that could make people fall to their souls. "Roar!!"

"Give me my head back."

An Su frowned slightly. The magical roar of a fourth-level demon was indeed very lethal, but his body had been blessed by the Mother Goddess many times. It was just a roar, so he could naturally withstand it.

He didn't say anything, but blocked his ears and waited patiently for the demon to roar.

Perhaps he was tired of scolding and his magic power was slowly exhausted, and the demon's voice gradually became smaller.

At this time, Ansu spoke.

He said gently and politely, "Citizen, I have heard your request. Please calm down and don't hurt your body. Please give me some time and I will answer all your questions."

Anzu's voice is gentle and has the power to heal people's hearts.

The surrounding restoration magicians all looked at Ansu with new eyes. After enduring such a baptism of roars, he was able to maintain his sanity and not collapse.

It seems that the negative reviews can be eliminated.

All you have to do next is apologize and pretend to be dead to change the subject.

"You talk and I'm listening." After venting several times, the Volcano Demon was not so angry anymore and his tone softened a little.

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An Su had a faint smile on his face. Luo Jia, who was observing An Su from the side, suddenly felt that something was wrong.

The last time this guy sacrificed the secret believers, he had the same smile on his face.

An Su spoke, his thin lips parted slightly, and his words were as gentle as jade: "I have found your head. I want to apologize to you on behalf of the city management staff. Your head is not a 'low-quality hot pot skull'."

"Of course," the Volcano Demon said proudly.

Ansu's tone was gentle.

"Your head is more suitable as a high-quality incinerator for your corpse."

The boy's gentle tone was clear and magnetic, like the tipsy afternoon sunshine, echoing warmly and melodiously in the reply hall, and then brought about a dead silence.

Dead silence.

All the replying warlocks suspected that they were hallucinating. Even the Volcano Demon on the other end of the phone was so shocked that he couldn't speak. Only Luo Jia at the side held his forehead slightly with a helpless expression that said, "I knew you were going to make trouble."

"What did you say?" Without a brain, the Volcano Demon's mind was a little confused.

"I mean, your head is suitable to be your incinerator, which can be regarded as a filial duty to your relatives."

An Su was quick-witted and eloquent. "I've never seen such a creative mind. The crematorium will be eager to acquire it."

"Of course, if you are not satisfied with the incinerator, you can also use it as your ()() ()() box, which can keep warm and heat for 24 hours, giving you the most comfortable experience of driftwood."

"You...you..." The Volcano Demon started to roar with magic power again, but its magic power had already weakened a little, and without a head, its thinking was slow.

But Ansu's side has entered a fatal rhythm.

After experiencing a series of friendly and kind shielding words like birdsong and flowers, the volcano demon was completely enraged.

Demons are the most honest people.

Being insulted to this extent, the only way to vent his anger is to duel in person.

"Tell me the name of the place." said the Volcano Demon.

"On Purgatory Street opposite the City Hall." An Su smiled and provoked, "If you don't dare to come, you are just a coward. You can hide in your bed and give me a bad review directly."

"No, it's my grandson." The demon said slowly.

"What's your name?"

"A green-skinned goblin."

Ansu looked at the list of negative reviews.

"Your father's name is Lucien, so you should shake more people. If I, Lucien, don't come, I will be the grandson."

"Just wait." The demon hung up the phone.

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

All the colleagues in the reply hall stared at Anzu as if he were a demon.

What the hell is this idea?

What the hell is this? "Okay, stop being stunned. It's time for the next one."

Ansu patted the little saint's shoulder and said, "Let's answer Mr. Goblin's questions."

Love is invincible.

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

The little saint's face was full of black lines. The restoration warlock in my mind was completely ruined.

(End of this chapter)