When Lin Qiye opened his eyes again, Yurina had already written a line of words on the paper and displayed it in front of Lin Qiye.

The Japanese that originally seemed incomprehensible to Lin Qiye, now he could easily understand its meaning.

——Can’t you hear me?

Lin Qiye was not very surprised when he saw this. After all, based on his previous performance, it was not surprising that the little girl would have such a misunderstanding.

Lin Qiye nodded.

Yurina showed an expression that said, "As expected." She bent down and wrote something on the paper, then held it up.

--May I have your name?

When Lin Qiye saw this question, he was stunned for a moment and shook his head.

He took the pen from Yurina's hand and wrote a line on the paper.

——I don’t remember.

Although Lin Qiye mastered Japanese, he didn't know much about names. Instead of giving himself a random name, he decided to play dumb. This would not only help him avoid further questioning, but also make it easier for him to ask common sense questions in the future.

There was a bit more pity in Yurina's eyes when she looked at Lin Qiye.

Not only did he lose his hearing, but he also hit his head when he committed suicide... How pitiful.

After hesitating for a moment, she still wrote a sentence on the paper and showed it firmly in front of Lin Qiye.

——As you can see, our family is in a very bad situation. We can't even support myself and Grandma He, let alone take care of you. If you really have nowhere to go, you can stay here for one night, and you can leave by yourself tomorrow. But don't tell anyone that you have seen me after you leave. I am still being pursued by the police.

Lin Qiye raised his eyebrows and wrote:

——Why did the police track you down?

Yurina was silent for a moment, but still wrote:

—Because I tried to commit suicide.

— Tried to commit suicide? Is that illegal?

——Don’t you know that ending one’s own life without the judgment of the oracle is a serious crime?

Lin Qiye was stunned.

oracle?

Is suicide a felony?

Yurina remembered that Lin Qiye had a brain injury, and continued writing on the paper:

——By the way, what generation are you from? What's your ID number? If you go to the police station and check, you'll know your name and family right away, right?

The doubt in Lin Qiye's eyes became even stronger.

Seeing Lin Qiye's eyes full of confusion, Yurina sighed helplessly and pulled down her collar a little, revealing a small string of numbers printed on her shoulder: 42857494.

——Everyone will be given a number in the Pure Land when they are born. The first number is your generation. I am a fourth-generation citizen, and Grandma He is a second-generation citizen. I see that you are a little older than me, so you should also be a fourth-generation citizen.

After reading Yurina's words, Lin Qiye frowned slightly.

Branding numbers on everyone's body?

This feels... Why does it feel so much like a prison? Or a free-range pasture?

Lin Qiye remembered that some ranches in Daxia would brand their own cattle and sheep with numbers to make it easier to bring them back if they got lost, and to distinguish their own cattle and sheep from those of other ranches.

But isn't it a bit too much to do this to humans?

And how do they ensure that no child is born outside the hospital? How do they brand all newborns with numbers? What if some slip through the net?

Lin Qiye wrote down his doubts on paper.

Yurina stared at Lin Qiye in surprise for a long time, as if she was puzzled.

But after a moment, she picked up the pen and wrote on the paper:

——Since the beginning of the nation, all women who are about to give birth must be led into the Pure Land, give birth to their babies there, and only after two months can they leave the Pure Land with their babies. It is absolutely impossible for hospitals to help deliver babies.

——What if someone secretly gives birth to a child somewhere else?

——It is impossible. The number on each person has the function of physical sign detection. Once the pregnancy begins, the Pure Land will lock it and force it into the Pure Land. It starts from one generation and continues from generation to generation, so it is absolutely impossible for someone to avoid the Pure Land detection and give birth to a child outside the Pure Land.

Lin Qiye's brows were furrowed.

——What exactly is the Pure Land?

Yurina thought about it, stood up from the ground, walked to the cardboard box, rummaged through it for a while, and took out a very old Tokyo travel guide manual from it.

She placed the manual on the table, pointed to its cover, and said: This is the Pure Land.

Lin Qiye looked carefully and saw that on the cover of the travel brochure was a bird's-eye view of a modern city with bright neon lights. In the clouds above Tokyo, an astonishingly large silver disk was looming, emitting a light blue glow, like a super flying saucer as big as half a city.

Lin Qiye's eyes were full of shock.

What the hell is this?

Is this a product of technology or a mysterious force?

——You must have been born here too, but you just forgot it.

Yurina was holding a piece of paper with this sentence written on it.

Lin Qiye was completely stunned at this moment.

He seemed to have thought of something, picked up a pen, and wrote something on the paper quickly.

——How many generations are there? Are they arranged by age or generation? You are a fourth-generation person, your mother is a third-generation person, and Grandma He is a second-generation person. Her previous generation is a first-generation person. Is that right?

Yurina nodded.

——Of course.

——How old is Grandma He this year?

——She is 79 years old.

Lin Qiye's pupils shrank slightly, he seemed to understand something, and his brain started working rapidly.

If we calculate according to normal age, Grandma Minhe of the second generation is now 79 years old. If her parents, the so-called first generation, were still alive, they would be around 100 years old...

A generation of people appeared more than a hundred years ago?

More than a hundred years ago, that was not...

The fog is coming?

Lin Qiye continued to write on the paper:

——What about the next generation? What about the previous generation?

Yurina gave him a strange look.

——No, the gods created the world and humans starting with one generation of people.

Lin Qiye stood there in a daze.

No?

How could there not be?

If the gods created the world a hundred years ago, then where did Japan come from a hundred years ago? How could your technology develop to this point in just a hundred years?!

——You are not going to tell me that such a modern city was built within a hundred years?

Lin Qiye stretched out his hand and pointed at the bright neon promotional picture on the travel brochure. The light of Tokyo Tower was brilliant and blurry, the lights of the traffic on the road drew a series of light tracks, and in the clouds in the distance, there was a passenger plane looming...

His eyes were solemn and serious.

Yurina blinked, picked up the pen, and wrote a sentence on the paper very smoothly:

——These are all gifts left by the gods.

When Lin Qiye saw these words, he froze in place.

At this moment, there was only one thought left in his mind.

Something is wrong...

There is something wrong with this country.