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Chapter 200 "Heaven on Earth" Part [-]

"Anyway, this is all for the sake of the children." I said with a smile and turned around and left the museum.

There is a building outside the museum. The small room on the left on the first floor of the building is my office.

My name is Lu Qiao, and I am the curator of the Rambo Museum.

Served for 12 years and served as curator for three years.

My job is to tell the history of the country to these flowers of the motherland.

My motherland, Rambo, covers an area of ​​12061 square kilometers.

It doesn't sound small, but it's only a small part of the planet.

Blue Wave is a country, and there are more than 1000 countries like this on the entire planet.

The cause was an earthquake, but the result was a qualitative improvement.

The substantial reduction in population has brought about an abundance of resources.

From the originally vast continent to the sea that can be seen everywhere after the split.

Instead, our ancestors learned to unite and began to form oligarchies or dictatorships.

These regimes slowly evolved into the great powers they are today over the course of history, and advances in science and technology did not change the subsequent pattern.

Each continent is a country. Although countries are armed, there are almost no wars and conflicts.

Because almost no country can completely control two or more countries to ensure common development.

What everyone has to do is to further extend their country and use the original resources of their own continent to continue their lives.

There are a thousand languages, a thousand scripts and a thousand living habits in a thousand countries.

Even if we later have ships and airplanes.But it has not changed the stereotype that the mainland is home.

Even many theologies on the planet regard major earthquakes as gods or God's punishment on mankind.

Everyone is afraid that another war will lead to the next major earthquake, but the next major earthquake will not cause the planet to be so lucky.

We can say that we are closed to the country, but this kind of isolation is only in the material stage.

Because there is almost nothing that can be covered up if the country next door were to build a building.

All the countries near him could see its movements almost across the sea, and then waited to see whether they would imitate the cat or laugh and celebrate after the collapse.

Lan Bo is a small country among the thousands of countries, and is weak to the naked eye.

Weak in appearance and floor space.In everything visible and invisible everywhere.

Of course no country on this planet is perfect, and Rambo gave up everything just for a better quality of life.

As mentioned before, Blue Wave has the best water source on the planet.

There are a total of 63 kindergartens, 43 primary schools, and 27 junior high schools in Lanbo. These are the people I serve every day.

Each kindergarten generally has more than just a group of students. As the curator, I am responsible for standing outside the museum and roughly telling the history of the country.Then we were led into the museum to browse by the museum staff. In a flash, 12 years have passed.

When I was 22 years old, I came to work at the Rambo Museum.

Step by step from a staff member to my current position, I love my job very much.

My museum is located in the very center of Blue Wave, and everything inside tells the difference between this Blue Wave and other countries.

This is my third year as the curator. In these three years, almost all the students in Rambo know about my existence.

Because teachers from all schools will bring students to participate in the museum, this is just like every Rambo person must be able to sing the national anthem of his or her country.

Every Rambo man visits a museum in his own country.

Some kindergartens have even organized it, so we will do it again in elementary school.There are countless children who have come to junior high schools and listened to my explanation three times.I just sat down in my office and took a glass of water from the tap.

Point the glass out the window and watch the sun shine through the glass.

Under the sunlight, there is almost no impurity in the glass.

You can see freshly fallen dust in the air touching the surface of the glass.

"Praise Rambo." I drank the water immediately, not wanting the water to continue to be contaminated, and wiped the glass with the towel on the table.

A knock on the door sounded from behind.

While still wiping the glass, I frowned slightly and said, "Please come in."

"Director, I won't come in. Another group of junior high school students has arrived, and the section machines have been reset. You still have 5 minutes to rest, and you have to give your next speech." The assistant's voice came from outside the door.

"I know." I said helplessly.

Hold the glass against the window and watch the sun shine into the glass to ensure it's completely clean.Place a towel on the table and place the glass on top.

It ensures that no dust gets into the glass I use to drink water, and that the water I drink every time is the cleanest water.

I am glad that I was born in Rambo and can live such a leisurely life.

I glanced at the clock on the wall and walked out of the office slowly.

Outside the museum, a group of middle school students were already waiting.

The assistant on the side handed over the headphones and microphone again, and I took them and put them on my head.

I slowly walked around the classmates and came to the front of the museum building.After clearing my throat, I said: "Everyone, classmates, I have been waiting for a long time. I am Lu Qiao, the director of the Rambo Museum. Let me introduce you..."

After a few waves of students a day, I got off work.

Go home and have dinner for yourself.

After eating, I lay on the bed, thinking whether there would be any familiar faces among the students I would meet tomorrow.

This is everything to me and my job is something I believe in and love.

Late at night, the bell rang.

I turned on my phone and it showed it was around two in the morning.

After looking at it, the phone number turned out to be that of an assistant.

I thought that he had never called me so late before, so I answered the call helplessly.

"Director Lu, are you there?" the assistant said with a smile.

"Did something happen to the museum?" I said, this was my first reaction.I thought, short of something going on at the museum, there was almost nothing that would warrant the assistant calling me at this time.

"There was something wrong with the water plant," the assistant said.

"What does the accident at the water plant have to do with you? Why did you come to me?" I said in confusion, and then I closed my mouth.Thinking about the seriousness of the matter, something happened to the water that Lan Bo should be proud of.

"As for what happened at night, the director of the water plant jumped off the building," the assistant said.

"Jumped off the building, why?" I said, but I was relieved that the factory director jumped off the building.

"I heard that yellow mud came out of the tap water in the West District in the afternoon. It seems that the water pipe was connected wrongly. The director of the water plant jumped off the building because of the employee's mistake." The assistant said.

"What does this have to do with me?" I said.

"The museum can be without a curator, but the water plant cannot be without a director. This is the most important thing in our country. I just got a call from the top. Let me contact you immediately and ask you not to go to the museum tomorrow and go directly to work at the water plant." Assistant. said.

(End of this chapter)