Chapter 112: Guardians
After the giant pupils transformed by the "world consciousness" retreated, the dialect was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Facing this level of existence, the pressure is still too great for the current dialect, don't look at his calm expression just now, but he doesn't know how worried he is in his heart.
Fortunately, he finally passed this level!
Coming back to his senses, Fang Yan began to sort through the memories he had just gotten.
As a child who is not yet ten years old, the boy has not many memories, and in less than a moment, the dialect has gone through all the memories of the boy.
"Is the name Sean also ......?"
Although Fang Yan was a little surprised by the coincidence of things, he didn't think too much about it, after all, the name "Sean" is still quite common in the Western world, and it is not strange to come across another one.
"But that's fine, it saves me the effort of getting used to my new name."
The dialect is still very satisfied with this. You know, in order to familiarize yourself with the name Sean in the Harry Potter world, it took a long time.
Without paying much attention to the name Sean, the dialect's attention quickly shifted to understanding the world.
Although Sean is still young and doesn't know much about the outside world, the few words he usually sees or hears are enough for dialects to have a preliminary impression of the world.
"American...... United Kingdom...... Huaxia ......" chewed on a few names of countries that had been searched from Sean's memory, and the dialect was thoughtful. He wasn't surprised by these familiar words this time.
When he saw this blue planet from the rift in time and space, Fang Yan already had a guess in his heart that the world he returned to was probably a parallel world based on the earth.
I just don't know which story he knows about this world.
After determining that no other useful information could be obtained from Sean's memories, the dialect began to prepare to receive Sean's body in the outside world.
From what he saw when he just came, Sean should be in a near-death state now because of a car accident, and if he doesn't go out again, I'm afraid this body won't last long.
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Coming back from his memory, Fang Yan looked at Vanessa in front of him who was competing with a steak, and couldn't help but secretly sigh his luck, if it wasn't for Vanessa who took him in, I'm afraid he would still be in the orphanage now.
When he came out of his consciousness that day, he found that he had been taken to a hospital for resuscitation. And the parents who were in a car accident with Sean at the time had already died of their injuries in the process of being taken to the hospital.
All they left for the dialect was a second-hand old house and a modest amount of compensation.
And the dialect, that is, Sean at this moment, after crossing into an orphan in the previous world, experienced the feeling of being an orphan in this world again.
After that, Fang Yan obediently stayed in the hospital for two whole months.
On the one hand, it is because the injuries on his body are indeed serious. After resisting the idea of using magic to heal himself, it took two full months for Fang Yan to recover.
On the other hand, Fang Yan also needed some time to think about how he would survive in this world in the future.
Although Fang Yan is confident that he can survive on his own, others will not see it that way.
In the United States, the protection of minors is particularly strict, and orphans like Fang Yan, who no longer have any surviving relatives, are sure to be sent to orphanages until a new guardian is found.
As for the property left by his parents, it will be temporarily supervised by the government department, and it will not be returned to him until he reaches the age of 18.
This made Fang Yan scratch his head, whether in his previous life or in this life, his impression of the orphanage has never been very good. For being sent to an orphanage, the dialect is repulsive from the bottom of his heart.
Then, he needs a new guardian.
In two months, with the help of his current harmless appearance, Fang Yan easily got acquainted with the nurse in the hospital and the policewoman in charge of his car accident.
After comparing the two, Fang Yan decided to choose the policewoman named Vanessa as his guardian.
So, when Vanessa came to visit Dialect in the hospital one day, Dialect pretended to inadvertently put forward the idea of hoping that she could be her guardian.
"What!? I'm here to be your guardian!? ā
Vanessa's eyes widened, and she looked at Fang Yan lying on the hospital bed, a little bewildered.
She never thought that Fang Yan would suddenly make such a suggestion, and she didn't know how to answer for a while.
Hey, there's a door!
Fang Yan, who had been secretly observing Vanessa's expression, had eyes lit up, and he could see that Vanessa was not averse to his suggestion to make her her guardian.
So the dialect was ready to add another fire.
He decided to use a cute trick that he hadn't used in years.
"Sister Winnie, just promise me, I really don't want to go to the orphanage......" Before the words were finished, Fang Yan couldn't help but shudder in his heart, and he had the urge to cover his face.
"Shame! What a shame! Author's fungus, this paragraph must be pinched off! ā
Secretly rubbing the goosebumps on his body, Fang Yan spit on himself in his heart, while continuing to attack Vanessa in a cute and lifeless tone.
After all, Vanessa is just a little girl who has just graduated from the police academy, and her social experience is too poor, so she is the opponent of the old fritter like dialect.
It didn't take long for her to be confused by the flattery of the dialect, and she immediately patted her chest and agreed to the dialect's request, determined to be the guardian of the dialect!
After Vanessa came out of the hospital, she found out that she had fallen for dialects, how could she be the guardian of dialects as a single girl? Not to mention anything else, my age is not enough!
If she wanted to, she went back to make it clear to the dialect, but Vanessa couldn't move a little when she remembered the pitiful look of the dialect.
In the past two months of contact with dialects, she still has a good impression of this child with a calm temperament beyond ordinary people.
"Damn it!" Vanessa gritted her teeth, "I just made a promise to this child, do I have to go back on it immediately?" ā
Vanessa tugged at her hair in some distress, trying to find a reason for herself to refuse the tongue.
Eventually-
"That's it!" Vanessa stomped her foot, and after a long struggle, she decided to be the guardian of the dialect.
As for the provisions of the law? In this money-loving country, it's not such a difficult problem to solve.