For more than ten days, Lu Mang kept trying, trying to find out why the red slime could give him so much experience.

It was a difficult process, and he found a total of 45 kinds of monsters near Edna Town, most of which were slimes of no more than level 5, and various slimes, cyan, blue, yellow, gray......

And then there's a little golden monster known as King Slime.

The end result of the experiment was that any color of slime, as long as it was not red, would only provide a very small amount of experience.

And only the red slime can give him a thousand times more experience.

Soon, he found all the red slimes near Edna and killed them.

Later, when he grew up and was in an inland city, Lu Mang suddenly had a whim, maybe this was a big joke that everyone made for him, but in the end he was still hit by the ruthless reality to the point that he was completely devastated.

Lu Mang, who had always thought of it, immediately jumped up from the ground, ran to the bicycle of the beautiful Sister Zhang, and asked innocently: "Auntie, what time is it today?" Is my brother still in school? ”

Zhang Meinu was startled by this little guy at first, and thought to herself: This child is not hysterical, it is bad to find me. But when I heard the little guy ask about going to school, I understood a little bit in my heart. The old people say that those who are fascinated by ghosts will be stimulated to wake up by the things they care about, for a child who has just gone to school, going to school is his biggest thing, and it is normal to wake up when he hears about school.

Zhang Meinu laughed and touched the little boy's head and said: "Ouch, little guy, you still know how to go to school, you have slept for seven or eight days, everyone is going to school today, hurry up and cure the disease and go home to school!" ”

Tomorrow, the time is tomorrow, it's not yet there! Thank you to the Buddha, thank you to the heavens, thank you to God...... Suddenly, Lu Mang felt that even if he didn't return to his body many years ago as he wished, as long as she was still there, as long as he had a chance to save her, it didn't matter if he could call her mother or not. Lu Mang felt that Lu Mang's identity was not unacceptable, at least it was enough to see her and herself live happily from a distance.

He forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart, turned his head and shouted to Haonan's mother in the distance: "Mom, Mom, I want to go to school, I want to go to school!" ”

Seeing that her child was finally normal, Haonan's mother, Listan, who no longer talked nonsense, quickly ran to Xiao Haonan's side and cried happily: "Son, my good son, you have finally come to your senses." Shall we go home and go to school tomorrow? ”

"I don't, I don't, I want to go to school, I'm going to school now, I'm going to be going to be now!" Lu Mang, who has a forty-year-old soul, is very unaccustomed to playing tricks on these children, but in order to see her earlier, she has to fight.

Listein was dumbfounded, the child was just right, and he must follow his wishes, but it was almost dark this day, and the provincial capital was more than 100 miles away from his hometown, so he couldn't go home at this time!

Zhang Meinu's own son next to her is about the same age as the little Haonan in front of her, and she is also very virtuous, so she still has a good way to deal with it. She bent down and said to Xiao Haonan with a smile: "Hey, you little guy is quite skinny, why don't you and your mother go to my brother's school with me to have a look?" Then she got up and said to Lis: "Mother Haonan, you ask the doctor if you can go out, if you can go out, we will take this child to the school to have a look, it is not far, it will be there in a while." Kid, just coax. ”

Listein agreed crisply, and asked Dr. Wang for instructions, Dr. Wang agreed very much, a sober child discharged from the hospital is always better than a child who can only talk nonsense, and his reputation is better than a child who can only talk nonsense.

The mother and son followed Zhang Meinu out of the hospital, both had a child of the same age, and they were both boys, and the two adults still had a lot in common.

Lu Mang, who was in a good mood, greedily watched the surrounding scenery along the way, he only lived here for five years, and then moved to the other side of the city with his father after the accident, and never returned to this sad place. Although I didn't have a deep impression of the place at the time, the whole city was in a similar situation, with the same low-rise bungalows, tall plane trees, wide roads crowded with bicycles, rustic buses, and the occasional tram with big pigtails passing slowly.

The memories of all kinds of old black and white photos bloomed vividly in front of his eyes, and Lu Mang suddenly felt like crying, all of which was so familiar and strange.

But this is not Lu Mang's real destination. There is nothing to look at in elementary schools, and unlike later generations, primary schools across the country are not much different except for their size. What he really wanted to see was the restaurant near the school entrance, which of course should still be called a cafeteria. It was the fire in that cafeteria that devoured two young lives and the health of a child, as well as the complete happiness of two families.

From the outside of the cafeteria, it is just an ordinary spire dwelling, the dilapidated wooden door, the words written on the door are no longer legible, I think it is those words. There was a small window on the side, and it was there that the little girl was crying and screaming that her mother found her.

As a young man, he couldn't remember what really happened, but he remembered that his mother told him to stand on the side of the road and not move, and she went over to take a look, and then he remembered the blood-red fire.

After his career, he also found the chef who caused the fire that year, but the chef would only keep saying that he was stir-frying, and he heard someone shouting about him outside, and when he went out and saw that no one came back, the oil in the pot had caught fire, and he couldn't put out the fire, and then he couldn't rush out when the fire burned.

After all, money can't really be channeled, and time still blocks its magic. According to some of the information he investigated, he had some suspicions about the cause of the fire, but he had to give up because it was too long. Two different time and space, two five-year-old children with different identities stood in the same position, to observe the same canteen, the difference was that one was in flames, and the other was in full swing.

Seeing all this from afar, Lu Mang finally let go of his hanging heart, thank God, as long as this face is still there, it proves that the fire has not happened yet, and everything still has a chance. A cheerful children's voice interrupted Lu Mang's thoughts, and when he raised his eyes and saw a little fat man who was waving his school uniform with one hand and patting his ass with the other hand and learning to ride a horse rolled over like a leather ball, he suddenly had an idea, maybe this little fat man was a good breakthrough.