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This situation has happened before. In some reports about high-difficulty spirit realms sent back from below, there are occasional cases where they are obviously different spirit realms but have similar backgrounds, worldviews, and even spirit realm characters with the same names.
He hadn't paid much attention to it before, because it was a confirmed fact that the spiritual realm was linked to reality.
Then it wouldn’t be too strange if some content related to the real world appeared.
It’s just that the gods mentioned in this S-level spiritual realm “Infinite Prison” do not exist in the real world, but what is shown in it is no different from a real world.
Now that I think about it, since the spiritual realm can be related to the real world, then there may be a connection between the spiritual realms, and we cannot rule out the possibility that the spiritual realm itself is a projection of the real world.
In order to confirm this, we must analyze a large number of cases submitted over the years.
After thinking for a moment, the old man continued to ask:
[Survivor: Do you have any evidence to support this idea? ]
silence.
This time it took a long time for the other party to reply.
[Sailor Moon's strong mother:? ]
[Sailor Moon Zhuang Zhuang's mother: Am I your father? Why do you have to ask me everything? ]
Jiang Lu closed the chat box and said it was bad luck.
"It's fine if you over-interpret it, but you're asking me for evidence. Aren't you a bit of a nitpicker?"
Chapter 50: The King of Soldiers
The next day, Jiang Lu woke up from a drowsy sleep and went downstairs to prepare breakfast for the children.
It’s called preparation, but in fact it’s just serving dishes.
Although he is not completely untaught, Jiang Lu's ability is limited to cooking rice with miscellaneous leftovers. According to the director's standards, the children in the orphanage are in the period of growth, and they don't have to eat well, but at least they have to have a balanced diet.
Even dogs wouldn't eat the rice he cooked, but he himself could eat it with relish, so naturally, no one dared to let him cook.
While waiting for the cook to prepare the porridge, he squatted in the toilet to take a shit and do some fishing.
After I went to bed yesterday, the survivor seemed to have sent a few more messages, and it seemed that he wanted to argue with Jiang Lu and go deeper into that topic.
But Jiang Lu didn't intend to get entangled with him.
Pulling the opponent into his own territory and then defeating him with his own logic is a trick he has used a lot, so of course no one will be fooled.
Jiang Lu has always been a man who sticks to the facts.
Even though the other party was a first-generation exorcist, judging from the posts he posted, his status and identity was definitely not simple, but he was still fearless.
The first generation Exorcist is already an old man, can you still live longer than me?
Comparing skills with newcomers and comparing strength with old ones, this is the way of the strong that he has carried out in two lives!
When he returned to the restaurant, the children had already eaten.
The uncle cook was furious: "Still slacking off! Still slacking off! You knew it after I served breakfast?!"
Jiang Lu sighed: "There's nothing I can do. I can't clamp it. I can't clamp it at all."
The cook was used to it. Although his expression was not good, he still held the spoon and pointed at the plate in the corner: "It's yours, eat it quickly."
"Oh." Jiang Lu picked up the plate and took a look, and asked in surprise: "Where's my cilantro?"
"I want coriander for porridge?"
"hold head high."
"Take it, take it." The cook grabbed a handful of coriander and threw it into Jiang Lu's porridge.
Jiang Lu was satisfied and turned away: "This won't happen again."
The cook's eyelids jumped and he picked up the rag on the chopping board and threw it over.
"I'll make sure you don't do this again!"
Although Jiang Lu's agility was only 12 points, it was enough for him to react and dodge.
But it didn't matter that he dodged like that. The rag hit his scalp and flew out, and happened to hit the bowl of a child who was eating.
After Jiang Lu saw who the child was, he turned around and looked at the cook with a gloating look: "Uncle, you won the jackpot."
Before the cook had time to take a closer look, he heard a heart-wrenching cry.
"Xiao...Xiaotian?"
He took off his hat tremblingly, came to the window for serving food, put his hands on the windowsill, and anxiously explained to the crying child: "Xiaotian, don't cry, uncle will make you another one!"
But the three-year-old child named Xiaotian didn't listen at all. He fell to the ground while crying loudly, waving his hands and kicking his legs. It was obvious that he was not going to get better.
It didn't matter that he cried, the other children were also infected by his crying. Except for some older children sitting on the edge who were watching helplessly, the other children aged four or five all burst into tears.
“No matter how many times I watch it, I still feel shocked.”
Jiang Lu sighed as he scooped porridge into his mouth with a spoon.
"Shock your uncle!" The cook cursed: "Hurry up and think of a solution!"
"What can I do? I can't just shut him up, right?" Jiang Lu shrugged helplessly.
Xiaotian is a famous crybaby in the orphanage, and his crying seems to have some magic. Every time he cries, other children of his age will follow him and it will eventually turn into a chorus lasting at least an hour, ending with Xiaotian fainting from crying.
Jiang Lu called this phenomenon "You disturbed the Witch" and listed it as one of the top ten strange rules of the orphanage.
The bursts of ghostly howling in the restaurant finally attracted the dean and Aunt Zhang who was still recuperating.
"what happened?"
The dean thought that another vengeful spirit had appeared, so he hurried downstairs, and soon he felt a headache.
Good news: It’s not a vengeful spirit.
The bad news: it’s even harder.
Aunt Zhang stepped forward and picked up Xiaotian, patting his back gently while asking Jiang Lu, who was watching the fun, "What happened?"
Jiang Lu pointed at the cook and said, "He threw the rag into Xiaotian's bowl, and the porridge splashed all over his face."
"No! Wait a minute!" The uncle cook hastily explained: "I wanted to throw it at Jiang Lu, but he dodged it!"
"Yes, it cannot be considered intentional, it is negligence, and I recommend a lighter sentence." Chief Justice Jiang Lu gave the trial recommendation.
The chef's mouth twitched: "Just shut up!"
The dean glared at Jiang Lu fiercely. He didn't believe that the cook would throw a rag at him for no reason. Based on his understanding of Jiang Lu, the latter must have done something unscrupulous.
But it’s no use saying all this now. Once Xiaotian is disturbed, he will definitely cry until he has no more strength to cry.
"What should I do..."
Aunt Zhang understood the whole story and wanted to say something to Jiang Lu, but she felt that now was not the right time, so she could only comfort Xiaotian softly: "Xiaotian, be good, don't cry, don't cry."
But if this could allow him to recover, then Xiaotian would not be listed as a rule weirdo by Jiang Lu.
Sure enough, the more Aunt Zhang persuaded him, the harder he cried.
The dean rubbed the Tianying acupoint on the bridge of his nose vigorously. His brain was about to explode from the noise.
Looking at Aunt Zhang who looked tired and the increasingly anxious dean, Jiang Lu felt that he should do something.
"Okay, stop crying."
Jiang Lu gently reached out and rubbed Xiaotian's head.
His movements were definitely not gentle, and compared to Aunt Zhang, they could even be said to be a bit clumsy.
"Just stop causing trouble."
Aunt Zhang pulled his hands away and complained.
But Jiang Lu still said to Xiao Tian: "I know you feel wronged now, but crying won't solve any problems."
"Come on." The dean advised with a headache: "He is still a child, what can he understand from what you are saying?"
"Incorrect."
Jiang Lu shook his head firmly: "He is just a child now, but when he has someone to protect, he will be a man."
The dean's face turned livid.
Such a young child can’t even protect a wet bed sheet, how can he protect others?
"I ask you."
Jiang Lu wiped the tears from Xiao Tian's face, secretly activated the [Savior Bracelet], and asked seriously: "Who serves you food every day?"
Xiaotian is still crying.
"say!"
Perhaps Xiaotian was frightened by Jiang Lu, so his crying became much quieter, and then he pointed at Jiang Lu.
"Wuwuwu...cough...wuwuwu...you...wuwuwu..."
"Who puts you to bed every night?"
"Wow...you..."
"Who helps you get the toys from high places?"
"you..."
“Who is it…?”
"you!"
...
During the question and answer session, Xiaotian's voice became gradually louder and his crying became gradually weaker.
"Well, since I take care of you so much now, when I'm old, shouldn't you also..." Jiang Lu drew out his voice, guiding Xiaotian.
"I should take care of you too!"
"Tell me now, can crying take care of me?"
"No."