People are on the Ark, assisting Oma Zi-O

"Wait, what else are you going to do?"

"This is the punishment for a certain ignorant Sakas who disrespected his own body."

"!!!"

“Old bastard!!!”

The girl covered her head and looked at Fang Zhou and the small bunch of red hair in his hand with murderous eyes.

The old bastard pulled her hair again.

"Because who are you to punish me? You're not Hedley! Hedley never pulled my hair!! You pulled it twice! I'm telling you, you're done. You'd better watch your step tomorrow. I'll blow you away!"

W held her head and screamed, as if having her hair pulled was more serious to her than being beaten by Fang Zhou.

"Keep your voice down. It's so loud, but everyone else in the camp is still sleeping."

"I don't care about them. I don't want to bother with you. I'm going back to sleep too."

W walked back angrily, but before she had taken two steps, Fang Ark's voice suddenly came from behind her.

"Go to sleep, go to sleep. I need to rest early too. I have a lot of medical work to do tomorrow. For example, I need to use black magic to mix several potions, such as some common wound medicine, physical recovery medicine, and some magic potions that can nourish the soul. I'm busy with these things."

His eyes moved and he glanced at Fang Zhou who was stretching lazily behind him, and W curled his lips.

"You just told me to be quiet, but you ended up talking so loudly, you old bastard."

The crackling sound behind him disappeared. Fang Zhou put his hands in his pockets and glanced at W who had disappeared.

"Alas, I was born to be a hard worker, so worthless."

Chapter 60 Wang Family Education

Just as the Ark was resting at the integrated camp, in the distant Rhodes Island.

Just today, although Kal'tsit showed obvious abnormalities in her body, the following work is still progressing steadily. After two days of hard work, the handling of the Originium disaster in Palermo City has passed the most dangerous stage, and the seriously contaminated areas have been isolated.

According to the current disaster statistics, the economic losses of the entire city of Palermo due to the Originium disaster that affected half of the city reached 4225.7 billion lire, which is equivalent to about 1014.16 billion Longmen coins. The death toll among the affected people reached 27082, and 22% of the survivors showed symptoms of acute infection of mineral disease, and the remaining 56% also showed signs of infection.

This Originium disaster infected more than 36% of the residents of Palermo. For the land of Terra, this is an event worthy of deep mourning.

Rhodes Island was unable to treat all of the huge number of infected people. After consulting with local families, some of the critically ill patients were assigned to Rhodes Island for professional care, while the others were admitted to the mineral disease treatment hospital established by the largest family in Palermo, and the local situation was reported to the Gray Hall.

What? The government?

In this disaster, the government is just a decoration.

Or perhaps for the whole of Syracuse, the government was just a decoration.

After processing and approving the documents regarding the establishment of an infected treatment center and business cooperation between the local families in Palermo and Rhodes Island, Amiya glanced at the time and saw that it was already past 22 p.m. If she had followed the schedule prescribed by Dr. Kal'tsit, it should have been time for bed by now.

Speaking of which, I don't know what's wrong with Dr. Kal'tsit. She has been acting unwell since yesterday. She even fell asleep in the corridor at noon today, and it didn't look like she was too tired.

As a result, Dr. Warfarin conducted a comprehensive physical examination on Dr. Kal'tsit that afternoon, but the final result showed that Dr. Kal'tsit did not have any bad symptoms. It was the same as the physical examination result this morning, and she was incredibly healthy.

After hearing what Kal'tsit described, Dr. Warfarin did not give any definite diagnosis, but just joked that if Dr. Kal'tsit continued to eat like this, she would definitely get fat soon.

But it seems better to be a little fatter, Dr. Kal'tsit is indeed a little too thin.

The only remaining advice Dr. Warfarin gave was observation and treatment. If one wanted to find out what kind of changes had occurred in Dr. Kal'tsit's body, they could only observe and treat it. This also meant that during the period of observation and treatment, Dr. Kal'tsit had to be away from some of the work in the medical department, such as some operations. After all, her identity had changed from a doctor to a patient.

Although Dr. Kal'tsit was not very willing, she had to temporarily accept this change of identity under Amiya's persuasion. However, after accepting it twice, Kal'tsit had vaguely guessed where the problem lay.

After tidying up the documents on the table, Amiya went to take a look at Kal'tsit's ward and found that the latter seemed to have fallen asleep early. After chuckling happily twice, she walked briskly back to her room.

Let Dr. Kal'tsit take this time to rest, and while the doctor is recuperating, I will work harder. You will also cheer me on, right, Doctor!

After returning to the room and washing up quickly, Amiya stroked the silver watch in her hand and pressed it against her chest, as if this could convey her thoughts and heartbeat to the person far away in Ursus.

She took off her clothes, changed into a light nightgown, turned off the bedroom light, and quickly ran to the bed and wrapped herself in the quilt.

Yes, Amiya, it's okay. The Doctor once said that ghosts can't attack people under the quilt.

Her ears twitched, and Amiya stuck her head out again to breathe some fresh air.

A dim bedroom and a bed that is far from the floor always make people imagine a lot. Children of Amiya's age are naturally no exception. Even though she has been taught a lot of scientific knowledge by Dr. Kal'tsit, the young girl is still afraid of the short distance from turning off the lights to running back to the bed, as well as the empty space under the bed, as if there is some indescribable thing lying inside and peeping at her.

Of course, Amiya knew that this was all delusion. In Krosier's words, she was just scaring herself. So after returning to the quilt, she quickly composed herself, picked up her cute blue and pink ear hat from the pillow, put them on the two long ears on her head, and placed the Zi-O watch head on the inside of the pillow. It was as if the Doctor was right next to her, and she closed her eyes with peace of mind.

"Goodnight, Doctor."

Silence returned to the girl's bedroom, and after a while, only the sound of Amiya's light and even breathing could be heard.

The rabbit fell into a peaceful dream, with a sweet smile on its delicate little face, as if it had dreamed of something good.

The quiet night guarded the dreams of the young demon king, but soon a demon set its sights on that beautiful dream.

Her brows furrowed, her sweet smile disappeared, and Amiya's expression looked a bit struggling, as if she was resisting something.

Finally, she opened her eyes.

"Ah? This is..."

It was that pure white space again. Amiya looked around and suddenly found that her clothes had changed back to what she usually wore to work.

Wait, if this is the case...

Amiya gave up thinking about other things. She just thought that if it was here, would it mean!

"Doctor?"

"Doctor?!"

Amiya put her hands to her mouth, looked out into the pure white space, and called out to the person she wanted to see.

"Doctor!"

But after shouting three or four times, Amiya did not get the response she expected.

Could it be that the Doctor is not here this time?

Tutu felt a little depressed, but soon, this depression disappeared with a voice behind him.

"Amiya, here."

Surprise suddenly flooded Bunny's heart. She looked back and saw a man in a long coat and a hood standing behind her.

"Doctor!"

Like a young swallow returning to the nest, Amiya threw herself directly into Fang Zhou's arms, rubbing her delicate little face against Fang Zhou's coat, not at all bothered by the itchy feeling of the edges and corners of the coat rubbing against her skin.

The next second, just like in my memory, a warm hand covered my head.

He gently stroked the top of her head a few times, then followed the flow of her hair along the top of Tutu's smooth hair to the back of her head, and finally gently let her head lean towards him.

The Doctor's hug was always silent and still, but it always gave her a sense of security and belonging, which she liked very much.

Fang Zhou stroked Amiya's little head, and a gentle smile appeared on the face behind the hood.

This Ark was naturally the one on the Integration Movement side that had just finished teasing W and was resting. It was the one that was left on Amiya's side after the Ark used the magic of the Sheep Spell and the Tiger Spell to split itself into three yesterday.

"Long time no see, Amiya. No, actually we just met the day before yesterday."

"!!!"

Bunny's long ears stood up instantly, and he looked up at Fang Zhou in surprise.

"The day before yesterday, that thing the day before yesterday...wasn't it a dream?"

"No, that's not right. I should have known. It couldn't have been a dream."

Yes, after all, I still have the things left by the Doctor in my hands, so how could it be a dream? It’s just that I saw too many unreasonable things at that time, so Amiya thought it was just a dream.

"It's like a dream, but it's not a dream, Amiya. This is indeed your dream."

"Eh? Then Doctor..."

Fang Zhou gently released the hand that was hugging Amiya, and looked at the child in front of him who was just about to come to his chest.

"You don't need to know too much now, Amiya. Do you remember what I told you the day before yesterday?"

"The day before yesterday...ah!"

A flickering lightbulb lit up next to Bunny's head, and the memory of that somewhat absurd dream now fully came back to Amiya.

"I remember you told me that I was born to be a king."

Amiya still doesn't understand what Fang Ark said.

Why was she born to be a king? She knew what it meant to be born to be a king. Thousands of years before historical records began, ancient kings and princes always liked to use this word to praise themselves after they succeeded, saying that the reason they succeeded was because they were born to be kings, and even God and the gods were on their side.

But I, well, I am just an ordinary Carters.

Well, maybe it wasn’t ordinary. I had inherited the power of the Demon King, sister Theresa, so from that perspective, I was already the nominal monarch of Kazdel, but it didn’t seem like I was born a king.

"Don't think too deeply about this, Amiya. You just need to know that one day in the future, you will become the most benevolent, kind, and supreme king."

"But Doctor..."

Amiya really wanted to say that it was unrealistic. She finally got to see the Doctor after a long time, and now she was going to pour cold water on him. Was that really okay?

"Amiya, I know you have doubts, but it doesn't matter. I'm not here to answer your questions."

"Ugh?"

Tutu just stood there in a daze. It was pitiful that he was just thinking of several questions in his mind that he wanted to ask Fang Zhou.

"I came here to make advance preparations."

"Prepare in advance? What preparation in advance?"

Amiya had more and more doubts in her heart, but it seemed that out of instinct, Amiya had a bad premonition in her heart.

"Amiya, although you have the qualifications to become a king, your qualifications are still insufficient."

"Qualifications?"

"That's right. As a qualified king, although a qualified king doesn't have to be proficient in all disciplines, he still has his own quality requirements."

A civilization staff appeared in Fang Zhou's hand at some point, and he tapped the floor lightly with the staff.

"First, there's perspective. As a king, your grace is vast and radiates to all directions, and your heart must be as open as the sea. Secondly, there's stability. Even in the face of a mountain collapse, you remain calm. Only with a stable character can you govern the land. Third, there's adaptability. A qualified king must have strong adaptability, be good at assessing the situation, handling national affairs, and listening to the people's teachings. Finally, there's moral character. An excellent king must have a clean character, be able to distinguish right from wrong, and be decisive in what he does.

Finally, there's literacy. A good king must possess a high level of cultural literacy. You don't need to be brilliant or well-versed in a hundred subjects, but you must know a little about various aspects. This way, you can more effectively respond to questions and requests from your subjects and have your own ideas.

Fang Zhou spoke one word after another, and Amiya was already dizzy.

Wait, wait, wait, she seemed to know what that bad feeling just now was. That was the riddle radar that Amiya had developed after a year of being bombarded with riddles and long speeches by Kal'tsit!

As soon as you feel that the person you are talking to is telling riddles or making a long speech, you will immediately be mentally alert.

This is already an ability that is close to the law of causality!

"So, Dotor, you mean to say..."

"Amiya, I can't interfere too much with other aspects of your character. You need to experience and grow through them yourself, but I can still help with the cultural qualities that a king should possess."

Dangerous!

At that moment, Amiya's eyes became sharp.

"From today on, I will give you a full royal education in my dreams every day, so that you will have the cultural literacy of a true king! This includes, but is not limited to, language, history, law, etiquette, art, philosophy, horsemanship, and combat techniques like swordsmanship and archery."

!!!

The moment Fang Ark finished saying these things, Amiya felt as if something heavy was pressing on her shoulders.

"Doctor..."

"Don't act like a spoiled brat, Amiya. I already have solutions for all the reasons you want to mention. Don't worry, even if you study with me at night, your daytime work won't be delayed. I promise that even if you experience high-intensity study here, you will still be full of energy when you wake up tomorrow morning and can carry out your daytime work smoothly."

At that moment, Amiya felt that the joy of her reunion with Fang Zhou suddenly diminished a lot. She even really hoped that this was just a dream and that she would wake up soon.

I have already worked all day and still have to go to class at night, even if the teacher is the Doctor whom I haven’t seen for a long time!

"By the way, Amiya, have you been playing the violin lately?"

"Well... because I've been too busy with work and since you're gone, Doctor, I haven't played the violin for a long time."

"...Is that so? That's perfect. Let's start with the instrument lesson in art class, starting with the violin."

Ah, or, tell Dr. Kal'tsit tomorrow not to pick up the Doctor.

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Chapter 61 One more thing!

"And one more thing!"