After Lu Xiang's careful explanation, Song Lan found a problem that had been ignored by herself.

Where does his power come from?

Lu Xiang emphasized that stimulating mental power is a rather painful process, even if he can get away with it, there is a high probability of causing distortion of spirit and character, so the question is, why didn't he leave any impression in his memory of such a painful process?

Before that, Song Lan had always thought that this was a natural skill.

He had to recall his past again, and Song Lan's life about this world was repeated in his mind like a marquee.

Since the moment I can remember, I have been in the welfare home of the 17th district.

He grew up in a welfare home, and later because the director of the welfare home knew the previous supervisor, he was introduced to work in the logistics department.

There was no ecstasy in her life, and she had never experienced despair, and when Song Lan tried to look back on her past life, she was greeted by a diary that seemed to be so bland that it was almost boring.

Because of this, he effortlessly "took over" 2166's life, because they were surprisingly consistent in their attitude towards life.

And in terms of the use of ability, he has not practiced deliberately.

It's like eating and drinking for him, and he doesn't need to think too much about it at all.

It's like you don't need to, and you don't remember, at what point in your life you learned to reach for something.

Song Lan originally regarded this as a guarantee for his peaceful life, but now that he thinks back, when he faces the killers sent by Chai Ke and the Foster family, the thoughts that come to his mind are only "willing" and "worthless".

From the moment time began to speed up, it seemed that he would never have to think about whether he could take out the enemy.

If she could talk to her past self, Song Lan really wanted to ask the other party a question.

Master, what exactly do you do?

He felt that there was always a problem with his past memories and Lu Xiang's perception of psionic energy.

However, for him now, it doesn't matter whether he repaired the air conditioner or killed someone in the past, the key is how his life will continue next.

At least he was still very satisfied with his life at this stage, and it would be even more satisfying if he could get the Foster family out of this world.

Thinking of this, he was much more determined.

The road is taken step by step, and the most important thing he needs to do at the moment is to find a way to dissuade the little boy who is suspected of being able to do so, in case he is seen by the minions of the new chief prosecutor while he is pestering himself, God knows how much trouble it will bring to his life.

After about a few minutes, Song Lan had an idea in her heart.

……………………………………

In the early morning of the next day, Song Lan rode to the compound as usual before going to work, swept her palm over the punch-in machine, and went straight to her exclusive parking space.

There is a special bicycle parking lot in the Enforcer's compound, but since he is the only person in the compound who commutes to and from work by bicycle, this parking lot is exclusive to him.

Today, Song Lan came prepared.

If he remembered correctly, the reason the little boy pestered him was that he saw him as a role model, and he wanted to be stronger.

When it comes to becoming stronger, we have to mention cultivation.

This is the only way for every hot-blooded teenager.

Seeing that there was no one around, Song Lan pretended to blow a whistle inadvertently, and the whistle quickly had an effect, and with the sound of a rope, the boy popped his head out of the greenery that disappeared yesterday, and when he saw that the person whistling was Song Lan, he jumped out of the bushes happily.

"Big brother!"

"I heard you say yesterday that you want to be stronger?"

Song Lan parked the bicycle and stood with her hands in her hands.

The breeze dawned, and his momentum changed from the past, like a sword out of its sheath.

"Hmm!"

The little boy was overjoyed and nodded heavily.

"Cultivation is very hard."

"I'm not afraid, I can only get stronger, no matter how hard I practice, I can persevere!"

"Very well, if you want to be strong, this determination is necessary."

Song Lan nodded with satisfaction, "Remember your mood at the moment, and what you said, but more importantly, you have to remember the wifi password of our compound, the password is zxc718371." ”

"Huh?"

In just one second, the little boy's eyes changed from firm to blank.

How could the way this practice come was a little different from what he had imagined?

Song Lan's tone was still sonorous and powerful, really like a generation of grandmasters who were about to pass on their lifelong mastery to their disciples, "Listen, it took me more than 20 years to become as strong as I am now." ”

As he spoke, he took out the items he had prepared.

A delicate box with a brand new mobile phone inside.

He bought this phone on the road, and although it is a bargain that is about to be discontinued, it is at least much richer than the 2020 phone, which is more than enough for children.

In front of the little boy, he turned on the phone, entered the password, and connected to the wifi in the enforcer's compound.

"This is called a search engine."

Song Lan clicked on the browser that came with the phone and demonstrated it in front of the little boy, "The path of cultivation is full of ups and downs, and you will definitely encounter countless unexpected problems, but as long as you master this method, any problem can be easily solved - enter your confusion into it, and it will tell you the answer." ”

"Really?"

The little boy blinked in disbelief, he could hardly imagine that this ordinary-looking input box could have such powerful magical powers.

"Don't underestimate it, this is the key that can give you access to thousands of worlds, as long as you have it, it is equivalent to letting the world's strong people help you solve your problems."

After stuffing the phone into the little boy's hand, Song Lan patted the latter's shoulder with a long way to go, "Now, I have taught you this secret - make proper use of this power, and then work hard to become stronger!" ”

……

If you want to be stronger, ask the search engine to go, ask me what to do?

Song Lan just expressed the truest thoughts in his heart in another way, looking at the boy who had won the treasure, he knew that this was another result that could satisfy everyone.

As for the practice......

He never needed this term in his life.

He won't practice as hard as the protagonist of those hot-blooded comics every day, let alone make it his mission to save the world, what he wants to do most now is to go upstairs and go back to his desk and finish watching the movie he downloaded before leaving work yesterday.

"Wait a minute, big brother!"

The little boy suddenly stopped him from behind, and grabbed the corner of his clothes with his right hand, "You are the second person who is so good to me, this is something very important to me, for you." ”

The little boy reluctantly handed over a badge seal.

The silver-white texture reflects the dazzling brilliance in the sunlight.

The gun and shield patterns on it are particularly eye-catching, and the two stars under the emblem almost blinded Song Lan's eyes.

At this moment, he finally understood the reason why the Foster family was staring at the boy.

Children.

Song Lan's mood was full of ups and downs.

Why did I give you your phone, but you want to hurt me in turn?

Can you take this thing with you?