Chapter 108 Ansu is about to start a racial war!
In the city government's response hall, dim light fell on the mahogany floor, painting it a dark color. At this moment, whether it was demons or forest elves, trolls or humans, they all stopped their work and cast their eyes on a workstation.
I've been working for so many years, and this is the first time I've seen such a fierce guy.
How dare they insult citizens directly.
And the insults were so soul-deep and artistic. They were doomed, right? They were all old hands, working in the reply hall for many years without being fired, and their edges had long been smoothed out and tamed.
No matter how the citizens insult them, we must respond to them patiently and apologize sincerely. Even if those mistakes were not made by them, they must apologize - otherwise, can the leaders apologize?
Everyone was staring at An Su. They were really curious about what this newcomer would do next and whether he could survive.
“.”
Luo Jia's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she felt embarrassed under the gaze of everyone.
After stepping into this healing hall, the elegant and respected healing image of the healing warlock had already been half-collapsed in Luojia's mind.
The supposed healing wizard turned out to be a city operator? If that was all, it would only be half broken.
When Ansu started to perform heavyweight healing, Lorga saw Ansu's unique healing magician.
The image of this profession has been completely destroyed.
She glanced at An Su, and saw that guy's expression was like this, without any shyness at all, and even a sunny smile on the corner of his mouth.
Luojia always felt that with Ansu's presence, the surroundings instantly became orderly.
"Luo Jia, please help me take the next one."
"I'm afraid this is not a good idea." Luo Jia felt that it was necessary to save the image of the restoration warlock.
"What's wrong with that?"
Ansu blamed Lorgar instead, "As a restoration wizard, we should actively solve the citizens' problems. How can we be lazy?"
Are you actively solving citizens' problems, or are you a citizen who actively solves problems?
"I don't agree with the professional standards of the Kingdom of Chaos. Healers have always been doctors, not customer service staff. It's just that we treat patients through conversation."
Ansu said seriously,
I feel that I need to restore the reputation of this profession.
It seems that what this guy said makes sense. Luo Jia blinked.
She took the call from the next listener, a third-level goblin leader.
[Level 3 Goblin Leader, Lucien]
[Reason for bad review: On the way to the civil service exam, Mr. Goblin's dwarf girlfriend was trampled to death by a troll and then eaten by an orc. Now he is asking the city management to compensate his girlfriend, but he is told that his girlfriend is a "low-quality, expired, smelly ingredient" and a legendary biochemical matrix. ]
[Several orcs' stomachs have been infected with some kind of disease. The hospital said that this novel way of playing is rare in the world. The Food Administration has filed a lawsuit, demanding that Lucien compensate for the losses and reimburse the hospitalization expenses.]
"." Luojia said that the Kingdom of Chaos is worthy of being the Kingdom of Chaos.
An Su picked up the phone, and was confronted with a barrage of attacks from the goblins.
According to Ansu's years of experience in treatment, this type of player is an anxious citizen. Because of the loss of their loved ones, they have suffered psychological trauma, which makes their emotions tend to be over-excited and impulsive. The healing warlock is never a customer service, he is a doctor. To treat this type of patient, you must first calm their excited emotions and let them gradually calm down.
at the same time,
Serve with a smile.
Use a smile to heal their wounded hearts.
The tone should be light-hearted and humorous so that the patient can let down his guard.
This is the basic training of a restoration warlock.
After the goblin had expressed his emotions for three minutes, Ansu replied with a smile on his face,
"Haha, I'm anxious."
All the healing warlocks watching were silent.
The citizen said so much, and you only said this? There was silence on the other end of the phone for a second or two.
The goblin leader felt as if he had punched cotton. All the words he had output bounced back to him. The anger stuck in his chest and he couldn't get rid of it. Ansu's light words made his anger reach its peak.
He started to speak again, his eyes bloodshot with anger, and his words became more and more emotional. He tried to criticize Anzu from the moral high ground, from the garbage management of the city hall to the outrageous standards of the Food Administration, from the willful behavior of the law enforcement officers to the racial discrimination of the orcs and trolls.
Lucien was confident that he could crush this man.
After a while.
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"Don't worry." Ansu said calmly. Lucien 's green skin was red with anger. No matter how he responded, whether it was a long sentence of criticism or a simple insult, the opponent would always reply with only one sentence "Don't worry", which was simply the most impeccable defense.
He wanted to say that he was not in a hurry, but the more he explained, the more anxious he seemed.
His originally well-regulated output rhythm was completely disrupted, becoming increasingly incoherent, which in turn made him even angrier and more anxious.
He was the leader of the goblins, and his men were all watching. He couldn't save face at all! "Where are you!" he roared, "Don't you dare to tell me where you are! I'm coming to kill you now!"
"I know you're in a hurry, but please don't be in a hurry." An Su was a gentleman, looking through the list of bad reviews and saw the name of the next citizen. Well, it was an orc with food poisoning. [Level 3 orc, Skade]
[Reason for bad review: I ate expired food on the way to the civil service exam and was poisoned. I am reporting it to the Food Administration.]
The smile on Ansu's lips became gentler.
"Your girlfriend is delicious, but a little smelly. You should thank me."
What a pun. Luo Jia felt that a good child shouldn't listen to such remarks.
After hearing Ansu's reply, the other side fell silent.
If you don't speak, it's fine. But if you speak, it's like a piercing blow.
It was just a plain sentence, but it directly hit the most vulnerable defense line in Lucien's heart. Lies don't hurt people, the truth is a sharp knife. He was so angry that he almost suffocated. "It's you! It's you! What's your name!"
Ansu looked at the names on the bad review list.
"Scudder."
"I'll wait for you on Purgatory Street across from City Hall."
"Please bring more people with you."
The smile on Ansu's lips became gentler.
Luo Jia had a bad feeling that this guy was going to start a racial war at the government's doorstep.
"If you don't come, you're a grandson!" The goblin leader hung up the phone.
(End of this chapter)