"I'll see you off too."
Wu Xuan also stood up and spoke. As she spoke, she ran to Meng Yi's side and gave him a "sweet" smile.
Interacting with "Redemption" is a very interesting thing; he always inadvertently reveals expressions such as... embarrassment, awkwardness, frustration, and helplessness.
This game of "I know you know I know, but you can't reveal that I know you know" is very fun.
Yes, yes, exactly like this!
Seeing the slightly annoyed look on "Mechanical Meng Yi's" face, she was overjoyed, and even "Sweetie's" smile became more genuine.
Ha... I'd let you follow me?
I can't handle you?
"Mechanical Meng Yi" chuckled, his entire body transforming into a stream of light, turning into a gleaming silver bracelet, which returned to Zhang Zimin's wrist.
"Uh..." Wu Xuan blinked her eyes, hidden behind the black ribbon, in a daze.
Wu Xuan's plan ultimately failed. Yu Xuan accompanied Zhang Zimin out alone. Under Chen Guanshan's inexplicable gaze, she slumped dejectedly into a chair.
...
"If you succeed, I might have to address you as a god when we meet again."
Zhang Zimin and Yu Xuan walked side by side on the streets of the steel city, chatting casually.
Yu Xuan chuckled softly, neither confirming nor denying, but simply remarked with a sigh:
"In just six months, everything seems like a different world; the changes are too rapid..."
Just then, their attention was drawn to the argument not far away, and the silver bracelet transformed back into Meng Yi's appearance.
A young-looking girl is struggling to catch up with a child who looks about six or seven years old.
"You brat, what do you want to do if you don't want to go to school?"
"Going to school is boring, and besides, it's none of your business!"
"I'm your mother, do you think I shouldn't take care of you?"
"Pah, then why have you never visited me at the orphanage before?"
Meng Yi stepped forward, blocking the child's path, and asked curiously, "If going to school is boring, then what is?"
The young man looked up at Meng Yi. Being in a steel city, he had no fear of "robots".
He reached into his hand, pulled out a small pistol, and fired three shots. Several leaves fell from the small trees on the street.
"This is interesting."
He blew on the muzzle of his gun with a cool expression.
Yu Xuan approached him with a stern face, extended his right hand, and said bluntly, "Give it to me."
Looking at the imposing middle-aged man in front of him, the child swallowed hard and obediently placed the small pistol in Yu Xuan's hand.
The small pistol twisted into a pretzel in Yu Xuan's hand, and at the same time, he explained to Meng Yi:
"This is a prohibited weapon, a handgun made by some unscrupulous mechanics specifically for children."
At this moment, the woman who had been chasing after them finally caught up, panting. She pulled the child behind her and carefully thanked the group.
The pressure from Yu Xuan and his group was immense.
Unexpectedly, the child struggled and tried to break free from the young woman, shouting, "Let me go, let me go! You're not my mother, I don't recognize you!"
The young woman awkwardly explained, "I am indeed his mother; it was verified at the city hospital."
A child who looked to be six or seven years old was still struggling:
"You're not... Let me go, don't think I don't know."
"You only took me back because the city government offered subsidies. You've never seen any of my brothers and sisters, and you don't even know when they died."
The woman's face turned pale.
It sounds like she has quite a few children… Meng Yi sighed and asked, “Were you… a believer in procreation? A recipient of divine grace?”
The woman gently shook her head. "No, I am a believer in wisdom..."
She paused, then explained, "However, I used to work at Pregnancy Romance."
Upon hearing this answer, Meng Yi didn't know what expression to make. He subconsciously asked, "And now?"
"Now... I'm in first grade at Eighth Elementary School..."
The woman, her hand trembling slightly as she held the child's, forced a smile and said, "I'm this child's deskmate, and also his class monitor."
...
The "Cemetery of Ascetics" in Yuan'an City.
The old turtle looked utterly astonished.
As Li Wenhui began "spiritual communication," the six ascetics on the fifth floor opened their eyes.
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