Chapter 108 Ansu Is About to Provoke a Race War!

In the city hall's reply hall, dim light fell on the mahogany floor, smearing it with a dark color.

At this moment, whether they were devils, forest elves, trolls or humans, they all stopped what they were doing and turned their attention to a work station.

I have been working for so many years and this is the first time I have seen such a fierce guy.

How dare you directly insult citizens.

And the insult is so deep into the soul, so full of art.

This must be the end, right?

They are all veterans. They have worked in the reply hall for many years without being killed. Their edges have been smoothed and tamed long ago.

No matter how insulted the citizens are, we must reply to them patiently and sincerely apologize.

Even though those mistakes were not made by them, they must apologize - otherwise, can the leader apologize?

Everyone is staring at Ansu. They are really curious about what kind of operations this newcomer can perform next and whether he can survive.

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Luojia's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she felt embarrassed under everyone's gaze.

After stepping into this recovery hall, the elegant and respected healing image of the recovery warlock had been half destroyed in Luojia's mind.

We agreed to reply to the warlock, but it turned out to be the municipal operator?

If that's all it is, it's only half broken.

When Ansu opened his mouth to perform a heavy-weight recovery, Luojia saw Ansu's characteristic recovery warlock.

The image of this profession has been completely destroyed.

She tilted her head towards Ansu, who had such a look on his face, not shy at all, and even had a bright smile on his lips.

Luo Jia always felt that with Ansu's support, the surroundings instantly became more orderly.

"Luojia, help me pick up the next one."

"I'm afraid this is not good." Luo Jia felt that it was necessary to restore his image as a warlock.

"What's wrong?"

Ansu instead blamed Luo Jia, "As recovery warlocks, we must actively solve the problems of citizens. How can we be lazy?"

Are you actively solving citizens' problems, or are you a citizen who is actively solving problems?

"I don't agree with the professional standards of the Kingdom of Chaos. Restoration Warlocks have always been doctors, not customer service - "It's just that we use conversation to treat. "

Ansu said seriously,

I feel it is necessary for me to restore my professional reputation.

It felt like what this guy said made sense. Luo Jia blinked.

She answered the call from the next listener, a third-level goblin leader.

[Third-level goblin leader, Lucian]

[Reason for negative review: On the way to the civil service examination, Mr. Goblin’s dwarf girlfriend was trampled to death by a troll, and then eaten by an orc with a hot pot. Now he is asking the city management to compensate his girlfriend, but he is told that his girlfriend is "low-quality, expired and smelly food" and is the legendary biochemical matrix. 】

[The stomachs of several orcs were all infected with certain diseases. The hospital said that this novel way of playing is rare in the world. The Food Administration has filed a lawsuit, asking Lucian to compensate for the losses and reimburse hospitalization expenses]

"." Luojia said that the Kingdom of Chaos is indeed the Kingdom of Chaos.

Ansu took the call and was met with a burst of output from the goblin.

According to Ansu's many years of treatment experience, these players are impatient citizens, because the departure of their loved ones has caused psychological shadows on them, making their emotions tend to be overly extreme and impulsive.

Reply Warlock is never customer service, he is a doctor

To treat such patients, one must first soothe their excited emotions and let them gradually calm down.

at the same time,

Serve with a smile,

Heal their wounded hearts with a smile.

The tone should be light and humorous, so that the patient can let down his guard.

This is the basic training of a recovery warlock.

After three minutes of the goblin's emotional output, Ansu replied with a smile on his face,

"Haha, I'm in a hurry."

All the restorative warlocks who were watching were silent.

The citizens have said so much, and you just reply like 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, and all the words he output bounced back. His anger was stuck in his chest and he could not drain it out. Ansu's light words made his anger reach the extreme.

He began to speak again, his eyes were bloodshot with anger, and his words became more and more emotional.

He tried to criticize Ansu 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 orc trolls.

Lucien was confident that he would be able to crush this person.

A long while.

"Don't worry." Ansu said calmly.

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Lucian's green skin turned red with anger. No matter what his output was, whether it was a long sentence of criticism or a simple insult, the other person would always just reply "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 became.

The originally well-regulated output rhythm was completely disrupted, and the words became increasingly inconsistent, which made him even more angry and anxious.

He is the leader of the goblins, and his subordinates are watching, and he is completely embarrassed!

"Where are you!" he roared angrily, "Don't you dare report your location! I'm going to fuck you now!"

"I know you're in a hurry, but don't worry yet." Ansu Qianqian was a gentleman. He looked through the list of bad reviews and saw the name and race of the next citizen. Well, he was an orc with food poisoning.

[Level 3 Orc, Skade]

[Reason for negative review: On the way to the civil service examination, I ate expired ingredients and was poisoned. I am reporting to the Food Administration]

The smile on Ansu's lips became gentler.

"Your girlfriend is delicious, but a little stinky. You should thank me."

What a pun. Luo Jia felt that good children should not hear such remarks.

After hearing Ansu's reply, the other person fell silent.

If you don't speak, that's it. If you speak, it will be a piercing blow.

It was obviously just a plain sentence, but it hit the most fragile line of defense in Lucien's heart. Lies will not hurt people, the truth is the sharpest 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 negative review list,

"Scudder."

"I'll wait for you on Purgatory Street opposite the city hall."

"Bring more people here."

The smile on Ansu's lips became gentler.

Luo Jia had a vague feeling that this guy was going to start a racial war in front of the government.

"If you don't come, it's your grandson!" The goblin leader hung up the phone.