Chapter 554 After the Festival

"Beauty and the Beast" is an opera revised by Luo Ji.

It can be said that in the true sense, the people of Mingjing City have realized what is called joy and sorrow, and what is pain and happiness.

How good is the effect of this wave of opera performances.

There is no need to say more.

During those three days, many people from other cities came to watch the opera on purpose.

After the audience returned to their respective cities.

With these audiences as the source, there is no doubt that the influence of this opera can be further expanded.

As the culprit, Luo Ji has been smiling the last few days.

It is no exaggeration to say that recently, when the girls in Mingjing City occasionally saw a werewolf, when they looked at them, they all felt that they looked good.

Even some big men have become much friendlier towards the wolf clan.

Obviously, the intimacy between the human race and the wolf race has been intuitively improved a little, reaching five points.

However, Luo Ji knew that this was just the beginning.

After his Der Spiegel Opera Company completed a tour in the entire civilization of the world.

That's when the effect reaches its peak.

In other words, this intimacy has the possibility of further improvement.

At that time, it might be possible to raise it to six o'clock.

Even directly rising to seven o'clock, it is not completely impossible to reach the level of 'intimacy'.

And for several other orc races, and even the goblin race that has just joined in, there must be some influence.

After all, for the people of the human race.

They can't tell the difference between orcs and goblins now.

They are all aliens.

And the concept that Luo Ji's opera wants to convey.

You can't judge people by their appearance, and it's the same with orcs and goblins.

After that, their human race's perception of other orc races and goblins may not change as strongly as the wolf race.

But Luo Ji wondered how he could increase the intimacy a bit.

And now, he just needs to wait for the effect of this opera to continue to ferment in his own civilization of the worlds.

In this way, after the harvest day holiday, which was painful and happy for the people of Mingjing City, the entire civilization of the Myriad Realms quickly re-entered a state of rapid development.

Repair of water conservancy projects, Qingshui City project, expansion of three cities on the grasslands and expansion of territories, construction of conservation centers and grand opera houses in each city.

It can be said to go hand in hand.

Luo Ji mobilized almost all the craftsmen and engineers from the Terran and Goblin.

Even the Orc tribe.

He also dispatched many orcs to help dig the river.

It can be said that no labor is wasted at all.

In addition to these territorial construction projects.

Luo Ji also sent two more exploration teams to the west to investigate.

Although the fresh water resources in his territory can be dealt with temporarily through the construction of water conservancy projects.

But just in case, he still had to find a new source of water.

At the same time, by the way, look for any indigenous tribes.

After discovering, it happened to be included.

As the territory expands, this manpower also becomes a little nervous.

His ten thousand world civilization, whose population has skyrocketed, has begun to lack manpower again...

It can only be said that his Wanjie civilization has once again entered a snowball state.

The snowball is getting bigger and bigger, and the manpower that this consumes and needs will naturally become larger and larger.

And just when Luo Ji was busy in the dark.

He Liang and Xiaoye Ye held their wedding unhurriedly.

However, Luo Ji did not attend.

After all, this kind of thing is not the same as watching an opera.

In the opera house, everyone just needs to keep their mouths shut and watch the performance on the stage.

But getting married is such a joyous thing.

He, the emperor, sat down there.

Everyone's nerves were tense.

How is the atmosphere still active?

As such, it's better for him not to get in the way.

Anyway, the wedding gift was given long ago.

At the same time, another part of Mirror City.

Just finished a busy day during the harvest.

The owner of the chicken farm slaughtered a few chickens very authentically, and set up a few tables of quite sumptuous meals to reward the employees in his farm.

After simply saying a few congratulatory words, the owner of the chicken farm glanced at several dining tables with a strange expression.

Then he asked an old employee next to him...

"Where's Lao Yang? Why didn't he come today?"

The old employees who were questioned were obviously not clear about this.

Instead, an employee sitting on the other side raised his hand...

"Boss, Lao Yang seems to have a little cold. He is sleeping at home and resting."

"Have a cold?"

The owner of the chicken farm who heard the news was stunned for a moment.

Then speak again...

"Then Lao Zhao, I'll find you a box when you go back. You can bring a bowl of chicken soup to Lao Yang and let him make up for it."

"Got it!"

Lao Zhao, who heard this, responded.

"Okay, let's all move chopsticks."

The fact that Lao Yang was ill made them a little surprised.

However, no one took it to heart.

Today’s Ten Thousand Realms Civilization has long since escaped the period when it was easy to die when sick.

According to their ideas, with Lao Yang's body and bones, a little cold, it is estimated that he can get better after a sleep.

After a meal, I have been busy with the chicken farm for several days, and this afternoon is a rest.

Lao Zhao came to Lao Yang's residence with a wooden box containing a bowl of chicken soup.

"Dong dong dong."

He knocked on the door lightly, but there was no movement in the house.

Lao Zhao felt strange.

Then he shifted his steps, walked to the window and shouted...

"Lao Yang! Lao Yang?! You're not in the house! I've brought you something to eat!"

Lao Zhao stood outside the window, and after shouting a few times in a row, there was finally some movement in the house.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Accompanied by a hurried cough, Lao Yang's hoarse voice sounded in the room...

"Old Zhao?"

"Yes, it's me!"

"Cough cough! Wait a minute, I'm sleeping, I'll get up and open the door for you."

The door opened, Lao Zhao walked into the house, and put the lunch box with chicken soup on the table.

"Well, the chicken soup I brought for you may be a little cold. You can drink it hot again."

"Thanks, cough! cough cough..."

The words of thanks were only halfway through, and a sudden cough forced Lao Yang to interrupt his words.

"Thank you."

"Thank you? We have known each other for so many years. Compared to this, you seem to be very ill, Lao Yang?!"

I saw at this moment, Lao Yang sitting there, his lips were obviously white, but his entire face was flushed with an almost morbid flush.

Coupled with that violent coughing sound, Lao Zhao's heart tightened.

He quickly took a few steps forward and reached out to touch Lao Yang's forehead.

"It's so hot! You have a high fever!"

This is obviously not the level of a small cold.

With a worried look on his face, Lao Zhao spoke decisively...

"Go! Put on your coat and I'll take you to the hospital!"

Hearing this, Lao Yang nodded weakly.

All he could do now was feel powerless and with a splitting headache.

When I fell asleep this night, my condition did not improve at all.

Now, he really doesn't even have the strength to be brave.

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