The houses in front are neat and warmly decorated, with bright flowers and green leaves.

This is an orphanage, and the sound of children reciting can be heard from inside.

"If you want to adopt a child, you can choose from it," Michael said. Actually, you should bring Lamia with you, after all, she has to be satisfied. ”

I said, "I want to surprise her." ”

"What if it's not to her liking?"

"As long as it's a child, Lamia likes it, unless the child is a demon."

"Then you may be disappointed," said Michael, "for it is full of special children, all Neferem, sons of demons. ”

I stopped, speechless in shock. Finally, I asked, "This... So much? ”

"This is where Missouri was founded, and I don't know where he got so much demonic blood, and I didn't find this place until I recently found the secret documents of Missouri, and they have always had a secret fund that is maintained independent of the Black Coffin's finances," Michael said. ”

"Do they all have abilities?"

"No, but their physical abilities are different from ordinary people, and they will be the best rangers in the future, or extraordinary blood."

"Like Sosa and Narre?"

"Just like you."

I smiled and said, "Immodestly, I am a once-in-a-century genius, my old friend, you are too optimistic." ”

"That's true," said Michael, "so I want you to not just come here and choose your sons, but to stay and teach them." ”

"When I become bald one day, with my legs paralyzed and in a wheelchair, I will definitely come to teach."

Michael replied, "Strange, I thought the comic books of the last century were gone, where did you know that?" ”

I smiled and said, "It's because of my mysterious superpowers." ”

We walked through the door and a typical, stereotypical, tall old woman with glasses stared at us with a piercing gaze that seemed to treat us like human traffickers.

Michael was a little afraid of her, and said, "You know I'm the archon." ”

The old woman said, "Yes." ”

"Can you entertain us a little bit, then?"

The old woman said, "Do you think I am one of those who look at people's faces?" No, Archon, you can send someone to pick the child, but I have the right to assess whether the person is eligible for adoption. ”

Michael muttered, "Well, it's all up to your lady." As he spoke, he wiped his sweat with a handkerchief.

The old woman was as thin as a broomstick, not like a Bloodline, not like a master of the Blade, but she exuded an unusual attachment, as if these children were her children, more important to her than her own life. For the sake of the orphans, she is not afraid of any power or monster, which makes her worthy of awe, and we do not want to disobey her orders in the orphanage.

We walked into the big classroom, where about fifteen children were studying, all of them a little thin, but full of energy, probably the result of perseverance in exercising. They looked at us, and one of the children screamed, "It's the Archon!" Another child shouted, "It's Longinus!" ”

They put down their books and swarmed around the two of us. Michael smiled and played tricks to show them, not like a Blood, not like an archon, but like an amusement park clown. I wanted to maintain the image of a hero, but these children's shining eyes stared at me, and I couldn't help but lean over and hug them.

The old woman shouted, "Silence! The children cried out, "Yes, Lady Anne!" All of a sudden, it became silent.

The old woman said, "Children, today, the mayor of Longinus has come to adopt some of you and to leave the black coffin with him and live in a distant city. I said beforehand, outside the black coffin, there are catastrophic places, bad environments, bad sunshine, bad air, bad people, so you have the right to make a choice and refuse his request for adoption. ”

I coughed and said, "Madam, how do you dismantle my table?" ”

Lady Anne said, "I am for their good." ”

When I look at these children, I can't tell that the youngest is five years old and the oldest is eight years old, all of them are cute-looking and special. Naturally, I wanted to pick the best of them, but that was like scratching a lottery ticket. I wanted to do it all, but Lady Anne would have swept me away.

I said, "Which of you would like to go with me to the village of Crying?" I will treat you as if you were my own child! ”

They look at me, I look at you, a little boy raised his hand, and I said, "Would you like to?" ”

The little boy said, "No, I just want your autograph." He pulled out a copy of Longinus and the Weeping Demon and handed it to me.

I said, "As long as you become my child, I will sign you every day, isn't it much better than this?" ”

The little boy said, "But I don't want to leave the black coffin, Lady Anne, or my friends." ”

I said, "You have to try to get out of your comfort zone and try a new life." ”

He exclaimed, "No, I'm from outside, it's hell there, and I want to stay in a black coffin for the rest of my life." ”

It must have been the old woman who instilled in them the idea that everything outside the black coffin was hell, which made them deeply discriminate against everything else.

Actually, yes, it's hell out there, but it's heaven here.

Because of their deep-seated prejudices, it is simply impossible for these children to want to go with me.

I greeted Lady Anne's mother several times in my heart, sorted out my thoughts, and said, "I was once the leading Ranger of the Black Coffin, do you want to learn my martial arts?" ”

The children said, "Yes! ”

I said, "Then you have to be my disciple, but if you want to be my disciple, you must first become my family!" ”

Lady Anne said coldly: "His training will be very cruel. The children inhaled the air, but no one answered.

I glared at her, but her eyes were so fierce that I was unwilling, but I was still defeated, and it was really hard to look at her.

At this moment, a little girl of about six years old came out, she was like a doll, her hair was dark and fresh, her eyes were large and bright, she seemed to be a mixed Eurasian race, and she said, "Will you abuse us?" ”

I got ahead of Lady Anne and said, "Never!" ”

The little girl suddenly said, "Three years of blood!" ”

Although I have no such fetishes, I know this stalk, and in an instant, I want to answer: "The death penalty is not a loss." "But in an instant I realized that it was a trap, like some kind of code, and once I did, I was dead.

I smiled and said, "I have no idea what you're talking about." ”

The little girl said, "First, I am willing to be your adopted daughter, and I am willing to go through all your training and torture...."

I shouted, "Hey! What is torture? ”

She added: "Second, I am willing to leave the black coffin and go to the outside world, even if there is great danger, I am not afraid." ”

I made up my mind that it was her, and I asked, "What's your name?" ”

She said: "Don't interrupt yet, third, buy one get one free, you adopted me, and you have to adopt my brother." ”

I was momentarily stunned by her and asked, "What?" ”

She walked to the back row of the classroom, and I saw a teenager hiding under the desk, almost exactly like the little girl, but with big, blank eyes, hollow and numb, curled up, hands around knees, as if immersed in his own world.

This teenager has autism, but according to the usual routine, the more beautiful the autistic teenager, the more amazing the talent.

I might have found a treasure.

Finally, the little girl said, "Fourth, you must help find the whereabouts of my father, who has disappeared and has not been seen for several years. ”

I asked, "Is that all?" Child, I asked you for your name and you haven't answered me. ”

The little girl said, "My name is Cassandra, my brother's name is Martines, you can call me Carla, call him Martin." After you adopt us, we will take your last name. But you are not allowed to beat me or my brother's ideas. ”

I rushed up in anger and said, "What nonsense? What ideas can I make? ”

"There are some things that I mean by being a kid and it's inconvenient to say, but I know I'm cute, and likewise, Martin is cute, and some grown-ups have bad intentions and may not be good enough to adopt us," Carla said. ”

I looked at Lady Anne, who sneered, "Yes, that's what I said, I have to teach these children to protect themselves. ”

Michael smiled wryly, "Come on, Fishbone is by no means that kind of person, although his words and actions are sometimes strange...."

I said, "Okay, Martin, Carla, kids, allow me to tell you more about the current state of Cry." ”

I took out the photos I had prepared in advance, pasted them on the blackboard with a magnet, and at present, the construction of the city has begun to take shape, and the dinner robot has efficiently built the city walls and a number of buildings in just one year, such as the middle-class residential areas of London, and the plants brought from the black coffin form a garden, and from the outside, everything is still very good, and I took a full hundred photos.

The time-traveling light of Charon Heavy Industries and the endless stream of dinner robots attracted the attention of children.

I deliberately asked the dinner robot to make funny moves, beat gongs, blow trumpets, and play with the children.

The children approached the robot and looked at it picture by picture, more engaged than reading a rare comic book.

They whispered, "Wow, that's cool, that's handsome!" ”

Carla asked, "What are these robots?" ”

I said, "Dinner robots, you can call them as well.... Up. They use the most advanced technology of the last century, are directly controlled by the black coffin, and can do almost any household chore, make anything. ”

The children were sensational and began to scramble to shout, "I'm willing to be adopted!" "Mayor Longinus, I'll be obedient, please take me to Cry to see Gundam."

Martin was indifferent, he didn't even roll his eyes.

I replied, "Kara, Martin, do you think I should adopt more friends?" ”

Carra, taking Martin's hand, walked up to me, with a haughty expression, like a princess, and said, "No, father, these children's talents are insignificant compared to mine, and I will make you proud, and you don't need to think about the rest." ”

The children let out a roar of jealousy, and Kara was afraid that I would change her mind and hurriedly dragged me out of the classroom.