However, it is extremely unrealistic to expect the current United Nations to develop a strong bureaucratic system.
It's just as unrealistic as expecting a man who hasn't taken his medication to be able to straighten his back and work the next day after having sex seven times in one night.
Although Yang Hao could still hold on with his body for a while, this was not a long-term solution...
So after thinking about it, the only solution Yang Hao could think of was to ask for mercy from Lady Lalumia...
"So... do you all agree with me looking for Lalumia?"
After listening to Yang Hao's explanation, Fen and Theresa's faces looked extremely strange.
On the one hand, they acknowledged Yang Hao's difficulties and current predicament, but on the other hand... Letting a god work for their country? This is really unheard of...
Whether in Theresa's mind or Finn's mind, a normal "God" should be an existence that accepts service without restraint... But you actually want him to work? Not to mention that we definitely support you, but do you think "Light" will agree with your idea
The two of them turned around and looked at Yang Hao's chin strangely, while Yang Hao smiled bitterly after careful consideration and said that he didn't know either.
But at least he needs to seek Lalumia's opinion - of course, he will not force Lalumia to do anything, he hopes that Lalumia can provide resources...
But specifically...
"I can only ask you, Theresa."
"Oh... I knew it."
The little nun who was entrusted with the important task curled her lips and chose to take on the burden to share the pressure with her husband.
She patted Yang Hao's shoulder, and after standing up from his lap, she gave Yang Hao a hug just like what La Lumia did yesterday.
Then she kissed Yang Hao's lips, and after nimbly prying open his teeth for a long time, she left her office while muttering, "I can't guarantee that I will succeed."
Looking at Theresa's departing back and then at the door that was closed from the outside, Finn shrugged.
"As always, they are resolute and swift - once they have set a goal, they will definitely do it. In a sense, I really don't know whether this is a good thing or a bad thing."
"She just needs to be herself. As for whether it's good or bad, I will handle it for her."
“Huh? I really don’t know what to say… After all, if you favor Theresa so much, I’ll be jealous, right?”
"Who made her my little nun forever?"
Yang Hao's answer made Fen curl her lips in dissatisfaction.
Then the petite elf occupied Yang Hao's entire thigh. The only part of her body that had weight gave Yang Hao a light and soft feeling. He subconsciously touched Fen's head, but was then thrown in the face by Fen with the documents on the desk:
"Now, give me work!"
The little elf seemed to be in a bad mood.
Yang Hao rubbed his nose and could only smile and nod in agreement.
…
The morning of the 18th.
When Theresa and her maids found the "light" basking in the sun in the courtyard—
Or when she mentioned Lalumia, she immediately dismissed the servants around her. After all, the only people who knew Lalumia's true identity were the core members of the United Nations. As for the others, they only regarded Lalumia as an honored guest and Her Majesty Theresa's "relative".
In fact, Lalumia is indeed Theresa's relative... After all, she is the kind and amiable god who has always taken care of her!
"What do you want from me, my child?"
Lalumia sat on the bench and waved gently to Theresa. Theresa curled her lips and walked over to sit beside her naturally.
"Nothing. It's just that our United Nations has run into some trouble, so Yang Hao hopes that you can consider... whether you want to help us? Through political work or something."
"Oh?"
"Literally - although I don't know why you don't know the details of our conversation just now, but in short, we need your strength. Of course, we won't force you."
Theresa and Lalumia have a very good relationship.
So good that they can get straight to the point without beating around the bush.
In a sense, this is efficient, and more importantly, it makes their relationship better. So they like this direct communication.
In response to Theresa's direct question, Lalumia just tilted her head, reached out and gently touched her chin, then she took a deep breath.
The nun's uniform on her chest became visibly tighter, and Theresa seemed to hear a faint hoarse scream of fabric in her ears.
The corners of her mouth twitched, and she was wondering if Light's figure was too good, when she heard Lalumia give a straightforward answer:
"Of course, no problem. Although I'm not a concept god who is proficient in political work, if you can rely on my memory and experience to carry out political work, it will be no problem."
She openly accepted Yang Hao's blasphemous request, which made Theresa a little confused and made her wonder if there was something wrong with this...
Theresa hurriedly asked Lalumia why she accepted this condition, and in response to Theresa's question, Lalumia just smiled and stretched out her hand to make three explanations.
"First, the United Nations and I are now bound together as a community of shared destiny, right? Although I personally don't care whether I can regain my power, I am very happy that the United Nations can bring light and hope to this world...
So from this perspective, I am definitely willing to help the United Nations become better. Of course, even if there is no such meaning, I am still happy to make everyone's life better.
Second - although I am God, it does not mean that "God" can have everything handed to him, right
Even when I was at my strongest, I still had my work to do, so if I could earn the necessary living expenses through work now, that would definitely be the most ideal life for me.
The third, and more important reason... I have actually seen Yang Hao's hard work.
Although the Chief Judge, you, and the elf Finn are helping him... but you also know how terrifying the intensity of his current work is for mortals, right?"
Lalumia's question made Theresa silent.
She knew how hard Yang Hao worked.
During his more peaceful periods, he would work more than fourteen hours a day - apart from time for eating and bathing, he would not actually sleep for more than seven hours.
This is without the usual nightlife between husband and wife. Of course, Theresa and the others would definitely not do that kind of thing when he was tired.
But even so, in critical moments, Yang Hao would sometimes work more than 18 hours a day... If it weren't for Fen pulling him back, this record might have been broken to 20 hours.
This is not because Yang Hao likes to force himself to work. The most important reason is that if he doesn't handle a lot of work, no one else can handle it... When Theresa and Fen can't help much, he can only bite the bullet and handle it himself.
For Yang Hao, the most relaxing time is when various emergencies occur.
Because when that happens, he will definitely have to go on a business trip. And once he goes on a business trip, he can rest early... I can only say that this is also the impermanence of life.
What is certain is that if it weren't for Fen's little tricks on him, this man would have been paralyzed on one side and lying in bed for a year or two.
But even with the help of elf magic, his body was still too bad to be acceptable...
"I know… "
Theresa knew this very well. But... why did Lalumia help Yang Hao so much
If it was just a physical condition, Lalumia could use magic to turn Yang Hao into a tireless working monster.
Why is the most important reason why Lalumia is willing to work? It turns out that Yang Hao’s physical condition is now so dangerous that he is about to collapse
Why
Theresa looked at Lalumia, who just gently touched her hair and then sighed and gave an explanation:
"After all, I won't change a person's inner self, okay? Yang Hao hopes to be a person rather than a "machine", so I respect his idea - but, I am also worried about his physical condition.
Theresa, as my sister and saint, you should be well aware that "divine power" and "magic power" can cause great harm to people after a long-term impact, right? "
"yes… "
What Lalumia was saying now was actually something Theresa had heard a long time ago.
That is a common fact in this world—people who live under the influence of divine or magical power for a long time will gradually be eroded into beings that can only survive in specific environments.
To put it simply, elves who have lived in an environment rich in magic power for a long time will feel serious physical discomfort or even be in danger of death when they move to an area lacking magic power.
By the same token, "divine power" also has long-term side effects - if Theresa is constantly using divine power to repair Yang Hao's body, then sooner or later Yang Hao will become someone who cannot breathe normally when out of the divine power environment...
Lalumia was worried about this, so she didn't consider using divine power to relieve Yang Hao's fatigue.
What's more, for this divine mother who has lived for thousands of years, she knows very well that "treating the symptoms but not the root cause" is meaningless at the moment.
Perhaps Lalumia can continue to provide Yang Hao with repairs, but can this change the future where Yang Hao's work becomes increasingly laborious? Definitely not.
Instead of using divine power to heal his body, it would be better to use my knowledge and experience to create a respite for him to rest in peace in actual work.
In this way, Lalumia can also train qualified administrative personnel for Yang Hao.
In this way, even if Lalumia leaves this world again one day, Yang Hao's body will not collapse again due to a sudden illness...
After learning about Lalumia's idea, Theresa was relieved: She is worthy of being called "Light", she thinks more than me... But then again, dear Lalumia
Why do I always feel that you... seem to have unconsciously put yourself in the shoes of Yang Hao's mother
Theresa looked at Lalumia suspiciously.
The gentle light just tilted his head and smiled: "How could I let go of such a poor child like him? Theresa, you have to know that you are the only relatives he has left in this world."
"He has no parents in this world, and his only brother who can be considered an elder, Benjamin Roman, and his wife have also turned into dust.
He is already an adult, and he cannot find any "adult" greater than himself. Even if he is hated and tortured by countless people in this world, he can no longer find someone in whose arms he can truly cry.
You can't do this, Theresa. After all, "lover" and "elder" are different. There are some things that people are only willing to talk to their elders instead of their lovers. It has nothing to do with trust or not, it's just inappropriate.
So... I can't let go of this child who has tried so hard for so long but has been betrayed time and time again.
This is especially true when you think about how he had to grit his teeth and swallow his anger when he was wronged. In a sense, Theresa, you are actually very lucky to be in front of him."
Lalumia gently stroked Theresa's forehead. Under the silent gaze of the little nun, the goddess full of maternal beauty just smiled and sighed:
"You can act like a spoiled child in my arms, and when you are tired, you can also fall asleep in my arms. Although you have many responsibilities now, as an "immature" child, you have the right to act like a spoiled child to everyone, and he is willing to be your safe haven and your wall.
But who can he find to act like a spoiled child? "
"I… "
"Theresa, think about this carefully. Has he ever really acted like a spoiled child in your arms when he was wronged? Since he took on the responsibility of a family again, have you ever really seen him cry and vent his anger?"
Lalumia's words suppressed all the explanations and possibilities in Theresa's mouth.
Think about it carefully.
Ever since Yang Hao took on the responsibility of "Regent" again.
Theresa had never seen him cry in the true sense of the word.
He would hug her, rest on her legs, and at night he liked to sleep soundly on her chest while hugging her... But Theresa was serious... She had never seen him cry once.
Think about it carefully... Is this really normal
Theresa was speechless. She worked hard for Yang Hao and thought a lot about his health...
She considered Yang Hao's mood, his goals and responsibilities, but the only thing she hadn't considered was whether Yang Hao had the need and right to "cry".
Or, in this matter, Theresa is still like an ordinary woman, thinking that her man is an indestructible wall, a great man who will not cry because of pain, and a partner who they can rely on and support to move towards a better future...
But she and Fen both overlooked the fact that no matter how strong and upright a man is, there is always a soft spot in his heart.
It is impossible for him to show weakness in front of people who rely on him, but how can he vent the grievances that have gradually accumulated in life
Theresa recalled that when she was a child, whenever she felt wronged, she would always cry in her parents' arms.
She recalled the time when she still had "light" to rely on even after her parents passed away... But, what about Yang Hao
Since Benjamin and his wife died as a result of conspiracy, does Yang Hao really have a place to cry bitterly
No, right
…
She lowered her head.
For the first time, I felt so painful and disgusted by my own negligence.
But just when Theresa was overwhelmed by her own depression and dissatisfaction, Lalumia continued to stroke her hair and said: It's not too late now. At least for Yang Hao, the fatigue in his heart is far from the level of "grievance". They still have a chance to make up for it before his mood really collapses completely.
"So, Theresa? Do you understand why I did this?"
Lalumia withdrew her hand, slowly stood up from the bench, and looked in the direction of Yang Hao through countless walls.
"This is not only for work... for the long term... more importantly, I really can't let go of this poor child."
"I couldn't even maintain my form and consciousness in front of you before... As for me, even if I wanted to help you, I don't have the energy to do so...
But now, now that I have regained my body and some of my strength, I want to at least do something within my ability.
Maybe I can’t handle my work well, maybe I might make my already exhausted work even worse…
But at least, I hope I can give that child the right to cry beside me.