The pulley rotated rapidly on the floor, accompanied by the sound of the pulley rolling on the floor, and the footsteps on the side were chaotic and mixed. Many pairs of hands from all directions grabbed the edge handle of the hospital bed equipped with the pulley, and pushed it hard to the front.

On the edge of the hospital bed surrounded by everyone, a petite girl appeared and faintly among the many figures. She used to be so agile that she looked at her brother, Ozma, who was lying on the hospital bed with little dripping.

The door was knocked open, and the journey that the girl could follow had reached its end. Next was the task of professionals.

"Don't worry! Lan Hua, although I don't know the people here, they look quite reliable, doesn't they?" A familiar voice came from behind.

Immediately afterwards, a crisp sound rang out.

"Has you made an old problem again? You are absolutely not allowed to attack Lan Hua!" A female voice with a strong sense of determination rang out.

Lan Hua, who was originally a little depressed because of his brother Ozma's condition, heard the movement behind him, couldn't help but laugh a few times, turned around and said, "Sister Rafda. Don't blame Mr. Olga. He just kindly comforted me."

"This guy kindly comforts the girl means he wants to attack that girl. Lanhua, be careful!" Rafda pulled Lanhua over and reminded him. He glanced at Olga who was hiding beside him and took out a cigarette, lit it, and then smoked silently, and said, "Lanhua, Bishop Alto wants to see you. You will see him later. I will watch you here."

After hearing this, Lan Hua hesitated and looked back at the operating room where the red light was already on, nodded and said, "I understand. I'll go now!"

Looking at the petite figure disappearing deep in the corridor, Rafda snatched the cigarette from Olga's hand, took a sip, looked at the smoke she spit out, and sighed: "Maybe we did something wrong, maybe."

"Hey! You, who is famous, have times to regret?" The man who was taken away from his cigarette helplessly took out another cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and looked at the woman who was sucking the smoke and said.

"After experiencing the destruction of a family, I realized how much it is worth cherishing a complete home. What's more, we should have died! Death is on the hands of the horn!" Rafda let out a long breath of smoke, his eyes wandering with the drifting smoke.

"Aren't we alive again?" Olga said indifferently, timidly.

"But this is not our world! In our world, humans have never walked out of the solar system!" Rafda threw the cigarette in his hand to the ground and said after stepping on it. "Maybe I will regret bringing Lan Hua out."

Olga sighed helplessly as he looked at his partner who had become worried about gains and losses. Although they have escaped from their destined fate of death, they are no longer in the original world. The only thing that supports them to continue to live is to find a way home, and they use any means to do so. But the partner suddenly becomes worried about gains and losses, which is not a good phenomenon for him.

"It's really troublesome!" The man's sigh rang softly.

The door slowly opened.

As the light became brighter, the petite figure standing at the gate was suddenly appeared behind the gate, and the guards standing on both sides of the red carpet were startled. The mighty and solemn atmosphere instantly rushed towards the girl, making the girl's movements a little stiff.

Just as the girl was hesitating whether to walk in, an old and energetic voice rang out.

"Lanhua-Li, come in! They are just welcome to you!"

"Ah! Yes! I'm in!" Lan Hua was shocked and shouted quickly. Then, he took a step and stepped on the red carpet.

step.

Two steps.

...

After finding that the guards on both sides were just standing simply, the girl's steps became more and more brisk. Not long after, the girl walked to the end of the red carpet.

Here, she saw two old men, one in a wheelchair and the other standing next to her, Bishop Alto standing. On the first day she came here, Lan Hua had already seen him. His brother Ozma's surgery was arranged by him. As for the other person sitting in the wheelchair, Lan Hua didn't know him.

"This is the Archbishop of the Goddess Church, Lord Motherlandir." Seeing Lan Hua's puzzled gaze, Bishop Alto introduced with a smile.

"Ah, yes! Hello! Archbishop, Bishop Alto." Lan Hua hurriedly bowed.

"No need to be polite! You guys go down! Alto, Lanhua, let's go!" After the Archbishop pressed the wheelchair handle, the wheelchair automatically turned the direction and slowly started in a certain direction.

"Come on! Lan Hua, we have been waiting for you for a long time!" Bishop Alto said to Lan Hua when he was following.

"Have been waiting for me for a long time?" Lan Hua was a little confused.

The two bishops did not answer this question about Lan Hua. They just moved towards a target location and talked to Lan Hua about some family matters. About Lan Hua's life, about Lan Hua's brother, about Lan Hua's ideals. More about Lan Hua's life trajectory after her debut, and the two bishops mentioned the contact between Lan Hua and Lin Mingmei intentionally or unintentionally.

Because the two bishops had worked hard to bear the cost of the operation performed by Ozma, Lan Hua did not doubt that he had, so he told all the things that happened between her and Lin Mingmei without thinking.

"Is that so? Lin Mingmei has a masked guard beside him?" The Archbishop sighed. Needless to think about it, the Archbishop who had been coveting Lin Mingmei for a long time naturally guessed the true identity of the masked guard, and at the same time felt a moment of luck for the previous contraction decision.

While the three of them were walking and chatting, they soon arrived at a gate.

"Lan Hua, can you do me a favor?" The three of them stopped outside the gate. The Archbishop in the wheelchair looked at the girl in front of him with a very sincere expression.

"Yes!! I, I am very grateful to the two bishops for being able to save my brother. So, I am willing to help you. As long as I can do it!!" Lan Hua looked at the two bishops in front of her gratefully. When she thought her brother Ozma would spend her life in a sleepy life, Olga and the other two appeared, with the invitation of the two bishops. After hesitating for several days, Lan Hua, who was originally timid, once again burst out with the courage to sign up for Miss MACROSS and agreed to the invitation of the two bishops. As a result, it developed as it was before her.

After receiving Lan Hua's promise, the Archbishop smiled a few times in surprise. After looking at Bishop Alto, the Archbishop nodded slowly and said, "Lan Hua, there is only one thing you have to do, that is, sing. Sing with all yours and sing!"

"Sing?" Lan Hua was puzzled.

As the door behind slowly opened, the Archbishop's voice became louder: "Yes! Just sing! You just need to sing for us! Lan Hua!"

Lan Hua's gaze was attracted by the scene behind the slowly opened door. Colorful indicator lights flashed, white coats flowed with countless data, large and small screens, and the giant device placed in the center.

Bishop Alto came to Lan Hua, half-kneeled in front of Lan Hua and asked, "Lan Hua-Li, can you sing for us?"

"Is this the reason why the Bishop invited me here?" Although Lan Hua couldn't understand the data, the people who were arguing about something, and even less understand what the giant device was for, Lan Hua knew that it should have something to do with the singing.

"Yes! That's why we invite you here." The Archbishop, who was sitting in a wheelchair, picked up the crutches placed on the side of the wheelchair and stood up tremblingly. Before Lan Hua could react, he half-kneeled towards Lan Hua like Bishop Alto.

The old man suddenly did this, and immediately scared Lan Hua to jump up. She hurriedly shouted: "Master Bishop, what are you doing like this? Get up quickly! If you hurt your body, it will be bad!! Master Bishop Alto, you can also persuade Master Archbishop!!"

Bishop Alto, who was half kneeling on the ground, shook his head and said firmly: "No. We sincerely ask you to sing for us! We will not rise until you promise us!!"

"Yes!" the Archbishop responded simply.

The girl hurriedly pulled the two old men to stand up, but her strength couldn't pull the two old men in front of her. She was so anxious that she was about to cry: "Two bishops!! What are you doing? You can help me heal my brother. I am already very grateful! I want to repay this kindness!! So, I can do all your requests!! So please get up quickly!! I promise you all!!"

Lan Hua's agreement immediately made the two old men overjoyed. However, their long-term career in power did not show too much excitement. They just flashed in their eyes, and the ecstasy feeling could not be concealed.

"Thank you!! Lan Hua!!" Bishop Alto once again half kneeled in front of Lan Hua and thanked. Under the girl's panic, Bishop Alto smiled loudly, turned around and helped the archbishop beside him, and then helped him back to the wheelchair and said, "Article, can we announce it?"

The Archbishop's eyes were always on Lan Hua, looking at Lan Hua as if he was cherishing a thousand-year-old treasure. The Archbishop nodded and said, "Announce it! Tell our compatriots! The moment we have been waiting for for a long time has finally arrived!"
Chapter completed!