The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing

[Third Order Position, Reply Magician Assessment Requirements are as follows]

[Please immediately respond to the following six friendly citizens' suggestions, and within one hour, eliminate their negative feedback]

[A feedback removal rate of fifty percent is considered passing, below fifty percent is a failure, and in the event of failure, the city government will adopt the method of live execution by hanging the reply magician to help citizens soothe their emotions, in order to achieve elimination of negative feedback]n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

[Note: If the feedback removal rate reaches one hundred percent, a special commission can be earned]

"..."

Luojia blinked her eyes, now she understood the difficulty level of the assessments in the Fourth Order frontier worlds.

Even if a Fourth Order priest came, it would be very difficult to pass the assessment.

At the very least, half of the negative feedback must be eliminated, otherwise, it would be the reply magician who gets eliminated.

The third-order position is the lowest rank, merely a temp worker for the city government—hanging a temp worker seems like a cost-effective way to erase the citizens' dissatisfaction.

There's no need to pay salaries.

The one thing the city government is never short of is temp workers.

After pondering for a while, Luojia felt that the task was quite challenging but seemed... fun? At least, more interesting than being confined in the Monastery every day.

She wasn't the faint-hearted type.

Luojia turned to An Su and noticed that he was not panicked either, the corners of his mouth even held a smile as he seriously browsed through the information of those six citizens.

This guy didn't seem surprised at all.

Luojia even had the illusion that An Su felt like he was coming home when he arrived in the Kingdom of Chaos.

She felt that she needed to learn from An Su's spirit of taking things as they come.

"Relax a little,"

An Su said calmly, his azure eyes full of sincerity, "I believe that as long as we are patient and caring enough, no matter how difficult the citizens are, they will be moved by us."

Love is invincible.

Luojia thought there was some sense to what An Su said and began to look through the materials as well.

The first one.

[Fourth Order Volcanic Demon, Kabussis]

[Reason for negative feedback: On the way to a civil servant job interview, its head suddenly got spun off by a group of orcs and it is now asking the patrol officers to find its lost head. However, the head was deemed 'a low-quality hotpot skull that exceeds emission standards' and was confiscated by urban management, then sold to a recycling station]

"..." Luojia went silent, her snowy white eyelashes trembling lightly.

Could this negative feedback really be eliminated with love?

The second one.

[Third Order Goblin Leader, Lucien]

[Reason for negative feedback: On the way to the civil servant examination...]

The third one...

They are all around the city government.

Luojia thought to herself.

Not even being the same species as them, would it be possible to achieve mutual understanding?

"It's okay."

An Su's smile was sunny and radiant, probably noticing Luojia's concerns, he confidently explained, "As reply magicians, we can heal people's hearts, and we are also a bridge for communication across species."

"We can definitely achieve mutual understanding."

Dinglingling.

At that moment, the sound of the magic communication rang out, echoing through the hall like a death knell; because it was powered by magic, the distinct magic vibrations of the Volcanic Demon spread out, and the scent of gunpowder reverberated within the Reply Magician Hall.

It was that Volcanic Demon calling.

The surrounding reply magicians all expressed sympathy for the two newcomers; the Fourth Order Volcanic Demon originally came to apply for the 'Urban Management' second-order title, but never expected its own head to be confiscated by them.

The head was certainly not going to be reclaimed.

The money from the sale had already lined the pockets of the upper echelon.

So the Volcanic Demon was very angry, and it had already left many negative feedbacks in a row; the troll intern who had just run out was roared away by it.

He had failed his assessment, and now it was An Su's turn.

A human child like this would surely be overwhelmed.

An Su sat down with a smile, his expression so radiant,

The warm sunlight poured gently through the window lattice, lightly draping over the big boy, his azure eyes as clear as the night sky, radiating a sense of tenderness and warmth.

He truly had the aura of a Reply Magician.

Luojia involuntarily began to feel hopeful.

An Su picked up the magic phone, and soon, the roaring voice of the Volcanic Demon came from the other end,

It had lost its head and couldn't speak, so it used Magic Power to roar instead, and each time it opened its mouth, it let out a soul-shattering magic screech,

"Roar!!"

"Return my... head... to me..."

An Su frowned slightly. Indeed, the roar of a Fourth Order Volcanic Demon was quite lethal, but his body had been blessed by the Mother Goddess multiple times; it was just a roar, and naturally, he could withstand it.

He didn't speak, but blocked his ears and patiently waited for the demon's roaring and bellowing.

Perhaps it got tired of cursing or its Magic Power started to wane, for the demon's voice gradually quieted down.

It was then that An Su spoke up.

He said warmly and politely, "Esteemed citizen, I have heard your complaint. Please calm down a little and don't harm your body. Give me some time, and I will answer all your puzzles."

The soothing power of An Su's voice could heal the heart.

The surrounding Magicians began to look at An Su with newfound respect; after enduring such a screeching ordeal, he managed to keep his sanity intact.

It seemed like he could negate the negative feedback now.

Next, all he needed to do was apologize, play dead, and change the subject.

"You... you speak... I'm listening..." After venting several times, the Volcanic Demon was no longer as angry, its tone softening a bit.

An Su's mouth curved into a faint smile, while Luojia, who was observing him, suddenly got a bad feeling.

The last time this guy sacrificed Cultists, he wore the same smile.

An Su began to speak, his thin lips parting gently, his voice as smooth as jade:

"I have found your head. On behalf of the city's personnel, I apologize to you. Your skull is not 'a low-quality hot pot accessory'"

"This... is... of course..." the Volcanic Demon said proudly.

An Su's tone remained gentle.

"Your head is better suited as a high-quality cremation oven for your () () corpse."

The youth's gentle voice, crisp with a magnetic touch, like the tipsy sunshine of an afternoon, warmed and melodiously echoed in the healing hall, followed by dead silence.

Dead silence.

All the Magicians doubted their own ears, and even the Volcanic Demon on the phone was too shocked to speak. Only Luojia, by his side, held his forehead with a helpless look that seemed to say, "I knew you were going to stir up trouble."

"You... you said... what?" The headless Volcanic Demon was slow to comprehend.

"I mean, your head is fitting as a cremation oven for you (), an act of filial piety for your relatives," An Su said, swift with his words and wit.

"I've never seen such a creative head; crematoriums would vie to purchase it."

"Of course, if a cremation oven isn't to your liking, it can also be used as a () () keep-warm and heated box for your driftwood, ensuring the most comfortable experience 24 hours a day."

"You... you fuck..." The Volcanic Demon was getting ready to unleash another Magic Power roar, but its powers were somewhat depleted, and without a head, its thinking was slow,

while An Su had entered a lethal rhythm.

After a series of sweet, friendly, and polite evasions, the Volcanic Demon was utterly infuriated.

Demons are the most straightforward kind.

Insulted to this extent, only a personal duel could slake its anger.

"You... name the place..." the Volcanic Demon said.

"Across from the City Hall, on Purgatory Street," replied An Su with a smile, goading, "If you dare not come, you're just a coward, you can hide under the covers and give me a poor review directly."

"Not coming... is a grandson..." the demon slowly said.

"You... what... is... your name?"

"A green-skinned goblin."

An Su looked at the list of bad feedback,

"Your father's name is Lucien. Bring more people. If I, Lucien, don't come, I'm the grandson."

"You... wait..." the demon hung up the phone.

Having completed his task, An Su revealed a joyful smile. Today was another heart-healing day.

All his colleagues in the healing hall stared at An Su as if looking at a devil.

What the hell kind of thinking is this?

What the hell kind of move is this?

"Alright, don't zone out. Time to take the next one."

An Su patted the Little Holy Maiden on the shoulder, "Let's respond to Mr. Goblin's queries."

Love is invincible.

All of this comes from An Su's love for his sons.

Little Holy Maiden had a face full of black lines,

My ideal of a healing Magician was completely destroyed.