Reborn: Imperial Officer Promotion Guide

During the three days when Hull was busy with the major review of the Ministry of Resources, Ling's relief work did not stop for a moment.

It was already late at night, and Ling was wearing a thin white gauze dress, dressed like a priest.

According to Hull, this was the regular attire of the priestesses in the Desert Sultanate, and Hull had Goliath prepare this outfit specifically for Ling.

They say things like a saint should be dressed like a saint and a good horse should be equipped with a saddle, etc., which are annoying.

With tired steps, Ling slowly walked back to Hull's room.

This major review lasted for three days, and Ling barely slept for three days because she was busy with relief work.

I come back late at night almost every day.

There is no other way. The sun in the desert is too strong during the day. Even with tents for shade, most people still have to be exposed to the sun when collecting food and drinking water.

Many people fainted due to heat stroke during the journey.

Afterwards, Ling and Goliath agreed to prepare food and water during the day and start distributing the supplies near dusk.

This was the case for the past three days, and I had to wait until late at night to get back every day.

Despite this, there is still a mountain of things to do, and Ling still wants to persevere, even if it means staying up all night.

On the contrary, Goliath was worried about Ling's health. No matter how many people were left waiting to receive supplies, he would forcibly bring Ling back at three o'clock in the morning at the latest.

Fortunately, with the help of Kiana and others, many people were also cooperative. While they were chanting that Saint Alphaf had returned, they organized people to help distribute supplies.

There were even no people cutting in line. Overall, after these three days, the results were several times better than at the beginning, and the efficiency was also much better.

Even though she was a little tired, Ling felt very satisfied.

When she opened the door, the room was pitch black. With the help of moonlight, Ling saw a thin man squatting in the corner of the living room, drinking something and making slurping sounds.

Just then the man turned around, with black unknown liquid hanging from the corner of his mouth and his expression looking a little neurotic.

Ling was immediately frightened and screamed.

"Don't...don't be afraid! I'm not a suspicious person!"

Ling carefully identified the man's appearance, and after a few seconds, she recognized him: "...Mr. Mosbia!? Why are you here?"

Ling had seen Mosbia several times when he was in the North. At that time, his butt was beaten to pieces and he was carried to Hull's room by Warrant Officer Bass for treatment.

He was carried away just after being healed, but was carried back soon after. Hull healed his injuries again and again with a smile, and then let him go back to continue being beaten.

Later, Ling also heard about Mosbia's secret communication with the Principality, and Ling was also responsible for compiling the subsequent criminal information.

I didn't expect to see him here again.

"Well... I am now an official slave of the East Territory, and have been assigned to serve under Lord Hull."

"..."

Ling tried hard to suppress the urge to shout "Change people!" After all, it was late at night and it would be bad if it caused a commotion.

Mosbia is not really a good person.

After reading the criminal information given to him by Hull, Ling learned that this guy had instructed and allowed his men to poison and kill six officers.

If I were to stay in the same room with him, I might be poisoned one day.

Out of basic courtesy, she did not express her dissatisfaction.

Just then, Ling saw clearly what Mosbia was doing squatting in the corner.

There was a bucket in front of him, and he just squatted and put his head into the bucket to drink the water inside.

When she got closer, Ling frowned and said, "Why did you drink such dirty water? It's so unhygienic. You'll get sick!"

"…This is Lord Hull's order."

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"What? Why did the teacher order you to drink this dirty water!?"

"Well... I wasted a lot of precious water when I was cleaning the room before, and Lord Hel was very angry, so as a punishment, I can only drink this dirty water from now on..."

"I see."

It's no wonder that Hull was angry. If he really went to provide relief to the people, he would know how miserable their lives are.

Young people can still handle it, but children and the elderly can only drink a few glasses of water a day.

He saw with his own eyes several children whose throats made sounds like dead leaves being crushed due to severe lack of water.

I stuffed food into my mouth and couldn't swallow it even with water.

Upon asking, we found out that due to dehydration, their throats and esophagus were irreversibly damaged.

There are many complications besides this.

Lian Ling and Goliath tried to be frugal these days, consuming only the minimum amount of water each day.

It is just to save more money to distribute to the people, maybe it can save a few lives.

Using precious water resources for cleaning is not only a shameful waste, but can even be said to be a crime of life.

Ling even suspected that Mosbia was deliberately sent by someone with bad intentions to cause trouble.

What made Ling speechless the most was that when Mosbia talked about these things, he sounded a bit aggrieved like a victim. Perhaps he had not reflected on himself at all.

"Are you sure the teacher wants you to drink the sewage directly? Any normal person should know that the sewage must be filtered before drinking."

As she spoke, Ling walked to the cabinet in the living room and took out two glasses, one large and one small, a ball of clean gauze, and some charcoal residue.

Use gauze as the first layer of filter in the glass, and wrap the charcoal residue with gauze as the second layer. Then pour the dirty water in the wooden barrel into the assembled simple filter.

After careful and repeated filtration, the originally turbid sewage became transparent.

Ling poured the filtered water from the large glass into the small cup, smelled it to make sure there was no peculiar smell, and then handed it to Mosbia.

"That's about it. I'll give you this filter as well. If you find that the filtered water still stinks, just filter it a few more times. It's very simple."

"...Thank you." Mosbia bowed deeply to Ling, took the glass of water and drank it all, with a happy expression on his face.

There was a hint of arrogance in his bones and a somewhat pitiful look on his face, which made Ling feel a little uncomfortable.

Just then, Hull dragged his tired body into the room.

"Oh! Teacher, you're back. How's it going? Is the big review over?"

Hull nodded, he also looked tired.

"Well, how's the situation over there?"

"There is no problem with food. We should be able to hold out until Nandar arrives. However, water is a bit of a problem. At the current rate, we can only hold out for about a week at most. I have asked Goliath to collect water resources as much as possible, but unfortunately a lot of it is sewage. I plan to teach the people here how to make filters. Mr. Reinhardt has also set out to buy clean drinking water from nearby areas."

"Really? Do you think this is enough?" Hull asked.

"Everyone just has to be patient for this month. As long as the supplies from Nandar arrive, all problems will be solved... Even so, we can only hold out for about three months at most." Ling murmured weakly.

"Teacher, what should we do after three months?" Ling began to seek answers from Hull.

"...I don't know." Hull answered very straightforwardly.

"You're lying. You must have already thought of a plan for the future!"

According to Hull's personality, he would definitely not pin all his hopes on others.

Possible difficulties may have been anticipated before the problem occurred, and solutions may have been prepared in advance.

This is Hull's behavior pattern.

The only explanation for Hull's silence at this time is that this is a test for Ling.

"Ling, it's up to you to figure out how to deal with it after three months. The supplies from Nandar are ultimately a last resort. If we don't think of a strategy before the supplies from Nandar run out, then all our efforts during this period will be meaningless."

"——At most, it only extended the lives of those people for three months, and people will continue to die after that."

"I...I understand."

"Well, I'm going to sleep first... You should go to bed as well..."

Just then, Hull saw Mosbia and the simple sewage filter in his hand.

"Oh? Mosbia, it seems that you have made some progress. The filter you made is quite good."

"Teacher, what are you talking about? I made him do that. Who made him drink the dirty water from that bucket?"

"Huh?" Hull was a little surprised. He looked at Mosbia and said, "No way? Are you really just holding the bucket and drinking the sewage? Why don't you filter it?"

The next second, Hull realized that he was thinking too much. A person like Mosbia, who was born into an upper-class aristocratic family, might never have heard of sewage filtration in his life.

Mosbia kept his head down and remained silent. Seeing him like this, Hull was too lazy to say anything more and just sighed deeply.

He turned and walked into his room.

Ling looked at Mosbia with a sympathetic look: "Okay, it's okay, just use this filter I made for you later."

After saying that, he went back to his room to rest.

Only Mosbia was left squatting on the ground, holding a glass of clean water in one hand and the simple sewage filter in the other.

After a long time, Mosbia murmured to himself in a very low voice.

"Just now... did that little girl... mention Reinhardt...?"

Isn't that General Lei Dian a great general of the principality? Why would he accept the assignment of a little girl?

Also, why is Reinhardt here?

Could it be that he has teamed up with Helheim?

I didn't expect to get such important information so soon...

What a blessing...

When Mosbia thought of this, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.