Tomorrow's Ark, please don't die

On the moon, in the middle of the fighting battlefield, Wu Mian bypassed the fallen corpses, showing a sincere smile and a mouth full of fangs.

'It's not my fault that I look like this randomly'

'Oops, I've actually been meaning to jump ship to the surface'

Wu Mian shook the rabbit's ears, she was just a cute moon rabbit, what bad thoughts could she have.

(Oriental Fantasy Township's second fan creation, exists ooc. Newcomer, poor writing.)

Chapter 49 Welcome to Syracuse

Syracuse, Gray Hall.

As a symbol of the just will of the Sicilian lady, the Gray Hall is quite solemnly built.

Of course, Fiatina didn't understand this, she just came here accompanied by her companions, and walked in front of the woman who symbolized the "law" of Syracuse.

Obviously, Mrs. Sicily did not come to face Fiatina alone. Behind her stood an elderly Sakota.

Mrs. Sicily is already a bit old, and she exudes an inexplicable majesty. Fiatina thinks that it is probably the breath of a superior.

After all, the years have left marks on her face, but that only covered up a little bit of her beauty.Mrs. Sicily still has charm, but at this time she is just like an amiable old man. Her appearance reminds Fiatina of the Mouse King who is far away at the Dragon Gate.

——You powerful guys, do you want to live an ordinary life?

"Fiatina, right? Come here, child, and let me take a good look at you."

Mrs. Sicily's voice was very soft and slow. It was a very kind and kind voice, but it carried an undeniable meaning. Fiatina even suspected that if she had the slightest rebellious idea, she would be caught by the police on the spot. woman killed.

I'm still not mature enough.

Sighing secretly in her heart, Fiatina stood still in front of Mrs. Sicily, and the old Sakota next to Mrs. Sicily also smiled and nodded to her. Fiatina nodded back and turned her eyes to Mrs. Sicily.

"Greetings, Madame Sicily."

"No need to be polite."

Mrs. Sicily waved her hand, and the people around immediately served her and Fiatina two cups of espresso.

The coffee was steaming, and the white mist slowly rose. Mrs. Sicily's eyes were always on Fiatina's body, as if she could see through Fiatina's heart.

This silence lasted for a while, and finally, Mrs. Sicily spoke first.

"Fia Tina, the founder of Fia Life. Tell me, what is your ideal?"

Fiatina was slightly taken aback.

She never thought that Mrs. Sicily would ask such a question in the end.

ideal.

Withstanding the blow of reality and facing the harshness of life, no matter how great a person's ideal is, it is probably difficult to survive.

Fiatina originally thought that Mrs. Sicily would ask some more realistic questions, or that she would invite herself to join her camp. She thought of many possibilities, but she never thought that Mrs. Sicily would ask her such a question.

"Ideal..."

In fact, Fiatina didn't need to think for too long, because the answer was always in her heart.

"Live."

Fiatina gave her own answer,

"Live with yourself and the people you value."

"Oh?"

Mrs. Sicily raised her eyebrows slightly, she seemed to be interested, and continued,

"Saving the entire city of Palermo, is it considered a surviving category?"

"That's for a better life."

Fiatina replied as it should.

"And you, Laplande."

Mrs. Sicily nodded slightly, her eyes fell behind Fiatina.

Laplande grinned, revealing a broad smile.

"Lone wolf of the pack, traitor of Saluzzo."

Madame Sicily continued,

"What is your goal?"

"I have a home now."

Laplande has no scruples and acts according to his own ideas without any scruples.

"Beside Fiatina is my home - my thoughts are far less complicated than hers. I will kill whoever she wants me to kill. Of course, if possible, I also want to destroy the current Syracuse .”

Mrs. Sicily didn't answer. She glanced at the other people behind Fiatina, and she didn't show anything except for a short stay on Hong's body.

Her gaze finally fell back on Fiatina, and she spoke quietly after a while,

"Syracuse is about to face a fight - a new city. The benefits that the family won in Colombia are not meaningless. The Rossetti family brought a brand new technology from Colombia, mobile city construction technology."

"This technology means that Syracuse can open up new lands, and at the same time, it will bring new and more lucrative benefits in the future."

"I need someone to take on the task of building a new city. Fiatina, I invite you to become the Minister of New City Construction."

Mrs. Sicily finished her thoughts slowly. She looked at Fiatina, waiting for the girl to make her own decision.

She stared at Fiatina.

It's not that he wants to take Fiatina's life.She saw something in Fia Tina that she hadn't seen for a long time.

That is hope.

Fiatina carries hope.

Syracuse is seeking change, and as the actual controller of Syracuse, Mrs. Sicily is very aware of this.But she is equally clear that the current Syracuse cannot produce a second "Lady of Sicily".

So she's also looking for answers.

Her lifespan is not endless, but she still has at least a few decades to live. She witnessed what Fiatina did, so she contacted Fiatina with hope.

However, she couldn't guarantee that Fiatina would definitely be able to do better.

Therefore, she needs a guarantee. If Fiatina accepts this position, it will mean that Fiatina must deal with the Twelve Great Families in this position. Whether to embrace ideals in this position, or degenerate, or Death, whatever it was, meant Lady Sicily had an answer.

Of course, if Fiatina refused this position, Mrs. Sicily would not make things difficult for Fiatina.

She believes that Fiatina is a smart person, and a smart person never puts himself in danger.This shows that Fiatina still has potential.

"I think I should have the right to refuse."

Fiatina asked tentatively.

"Of course."

"Then, please excuse my refusal, Mrs. Sicily, I don't like to put myself in a dangerous environment."

Fiatina replied immediately.

What a joke, the Minister of Construction of the new city.Even a fool can imagine what will happen every day sitting in that position.

Interests will inevitably lead to disputes, and Fiatina does not intend to participate in the family's power struggle for the time being.

"Since this is the case, it seems that our talks should also come to an end."

Mrs. Sicily was not surprised. She nodded and changed the topic to the city.

"It's a beautiful city, isn't it?"

"Of course, unique."

Fia Tina recalled the experience of being assassinated in the street by the Syracuse killer as soon as she arrived at the restaurant in the morning, so she replied.

"Then you might as well stay a few more days to experience this feature well—as long as you are still in Syracuse, you will experience it sooner or later."

Madame Sicilian picked up the espresso on the table,

"Welcome to Syracuse, Fiatina."

Chapter 50 Grandma Wolf

eccentric.

Fia Tina felt very strange.

Obviously she has lived in Syracuse for so long, but now Mrs. Sicily said to her, "Welcome to Syracuse."

Could it be said that the assassination of the family killer is the characteristic of Syracuse, which has to be savored?

That's too weird.

Fia Tina didn't think too much, if she couldn't figure it out, she didn't think about it, so she didn't have so many worries.

However, one of Mrs. Sicily's opinions was accepted by her.

For example, stay for a few more days and enjoy the characteristics different from Palermo.

With Mrs. Sicily's permission, Fiatina and the others immediately left the gray hall, and then walked aimlessly in the city. Fiatina suddenly had an idea.

"Since we're all treating this meeting as a government-funded trip, why don't we actually take a government-funded trip?"

Shirtel understood it. Simply put, it meant that Fiatina wanted to fish.

She is familiar with fishing!She does it every day!

"Okay, let's find a hotel first."

The two hit it off immediately, and immediately instructed the industrious Laplande to draw up a travel plan for them, and then booked a hotel room.

And then until now.

That night.

The moonlight was bright and the air was fresh. Fiatina sat by the window sill of the room, looking at the sky lazily.

The sky is full of stars, they are always twinkling, as if they are tireless.

Behind her, Shirtel and Hong were arguing about the distribution of the "territory".

"Hong wants to sleep next to Sister Fei Ya!"

Hong hugged the pillow tightly, looking extremely stubborn.

"That's my place!"

Shirtel was quite upset. It should be his privilege to hold Fiadina to sleep at night, and it is his privilege to use Fiadina as a pillow. There is less than one little turn between her and Fiadina Children get involved!

"..."

Fia Tina covered her face, obviously she could solve this problem by sleeping in the middle, but these two guys wanted to argue about it.

What a child.

Although she couldn't help complaining in her heart, there was a gentle smile on Fia Tina's face. She closed the window sill, walked back to the bed, gently rubbed her red head, and looked at Shirtel complained,

"Why are you fighting with the child? I'll just sleep in the middle."

"This guy doesn't look like a child."

Stelter yelled, stretched out his hand, and took Fiatina's other free hand.

Huhu——

wind.

Fiatina suddenly turned her head, and saw that the window sill that she had just closed had been opened at some point. She made a nasal sound with some doubts, and was about to stand up, but her body was suddenly pulled towards the bed by Shirtel. .

"Steel, what are you doing—"

Fiatina only had time to let out an exclamation, and the next moment, she saw Shirtel, who was still lazily lying on the bed, lift Levatin, who was already placed by the bed, and faced the direction of the window sill.

The moonlight spread down and fell on the window sill, above a black shadow.