When Lin Qiye opened his eyes again, Yurina had already written a line of words on the paper and displayed it in front of Lin Qiye.
The Japanese language that originally seemed incomprehensible to Lin Qiye could now easily understand its meaning.
——Can’t you hear me?
Lin Qiye was not very surprised when he saw this sentence. After all, based on his previous performance, it was not surprising that this little girl would have such a misunderstanding.
Lin Qiye nodded.
Yurina showed an expression that was indeed true. She leaned down and wrote something on the paper before lifting it up.
--May I have your name?
When Lin Qiye saw this question, he was stunned for a moment and shook his head.
He took the pen from Yurina's hand and wrote a line of words on the paper.
--I do not remember.
Although Lin Qiye has mastered Japanese, he doesn't know much about names. Instead of giving himself a random name, he might as well pretend to be stupid, which can avoid some questioning and make it easier for him to ask some common sense questions in the future.
Yurina looked at Lin Qiye with a little more compassion.
Not only was he deaf in both ears, but his head was also damaged when he committed suicide...it's so pitiful.
After hesitating for a moment, she still wrote a sentence on the paper and showed it firmly in front of Lin Qiye's eyes.
——You have also seen that the situation in our family is very bad. We can’t even support myself and Grandma He, let alone take care of you. If you really have nowhere to go, you can stay here for one night and you can go there tomorrow.
Leave by yourself. But don't tell anyone you've seen me after you go out. I'm still being followed by the police.
Lin Qiye raised his eyebrows and wrote:
——Why are those police following you?
Yurina was silent for a moment, but still wrote:
-Because I tried to commit suicide.
——Attempt to commit suicide? Is this illegal?
——In the absence of an oracle's judgment, it is a felony to end one's own life without permission, don't you know?
Lin Qiye was stunned.
oracle?
Is suicide a felony?
Yurina remembered that Lin Qiye's brain was damaged, and continued to write on the paper:
——By the way, what generation are you from? What’s your serial number? If you go to the police station and check, you’ll know your name and family right away, right?
Lin Qiye's eyes became more suspicious.
Seeing Lin Qiye's eyes full of confusion, Yurina sighed helplessly, pulled down her collar a little, revealing a small series of numbers printed on her shoulders: 42857494.
——When everyone is born, a number will be left in the Pure Land. The first number is your generation. I am a fourth-generation citizen, and Grandma He is a second-generation citizen. I think you are a little older than me.
They should also be from the fourth generation.
After reading Yurina's words, Lin Qiye frowned slightly.
Branding everyone's body with a number?
Why does this feel so much like a prison? Or maybe it's a pasture?
Lin Qiye remembered that in some pastures in Daxia, the cattle and sheep they raised would be branded with serial numbers, so that they could be retrieved if they were lost, and they could also distinguish their own cattle and sheep from those of other families.
But would it be a bit excessive to do this on a human body?
And how do they ensure that no child is born outside the hospital? How do they brand all newborns with numbers? What if something slips through the cracks?
Lin Qiye wrote down his doubts on paper.
Yurina stared at Lin Qiye in surprise for a long time, seemingly surprised.
But after a while, she still picked up the pen and wrote on the paper:
——From the first generation of people, all women who have entered the period of childbirth must be introduced to the Pure Land, where they give birth to their children. They cannot leave the Pure Land with their children until two months later. It is absolutely impossible for hospitals to help deliver babies.
——What if someone secretly gives birth to a baby somewhere else?
——It’s impossible. The number on everyone’s body has the function of detecting physical signs. Once they enter the pregnancy period, they will be locked by the Pure Land and forcibly introduced into the Pure Land. Starting from one generation of people, it will continue from generation to generation, so it is absolutely impossible for anyone to avoid it.
Open the Pure Land test and give birth to a child in a place other than the Pure Land.
Lin Qiye's brows furrowed.
——Pure Land, what exactly is it?
Yurina thought for a moment, stood up from the ground, walked to the cardboard box, flipped through it for a moment, and took out a Tokyo travel guidebook with a sense of age.
She put the manual on the table, pointed to its cover, and said, "This is the Pure Land."
Lin Qiye took a closer look and saw that on the cover of the travel brochure, there was an overhead view of a modern city with bright neon lights. On the clouds above Tokyo, an astonishingly large silver disk loomed, exuding a light glow.
The blue shimmer looked like a super flying saucer that was half the size of a city.
Lin Qiye's eyes were full of shock.
What the hell is this?
Is this a product of technology or a mysterious force?
——You must have been born here too, but you just forgot.
Yurina held the paper with this sentence written on it.
Lin Qiye was completely stunned at this moment.
He seemed to have thought of something, picked up the pen, and quickly wrote something on the paper.
——Several generations, are they arranged by age or seniority? You are a fourth-generation citizen, your mother is a third-generation citizen, Grandma He is a second-generation citizen, and her predecessor is a first-generation citizen, is that true?
Yurina nodded.
——Of course it is.
——How old is Grandma He this year?
——She is 79 years old.
Lin Qiye's pupils shrank. He seemed to have realized something, and his brain was spinning rapidly.
If calculated according to normal age, Grandma He, the second-generation people, is now 79 years old. Her parents, the so-called first-generation people, if they are still alive, should be about a hundred years old...
A generation of people appeared more than a hundred years ago?
More than a hundred years ago, that wasn't...
Mist is coming?
Lin Qiye continued to write on the paper:
——What about the next generation? What happened to the previous generation?
Yurina looked at him with a strange expression.
——No, the creation of the world and man by the gods began with one generation of people.
Lin Qiye froze on the spot.
No?
How could it not be?
If the gods created the world a hundred years ago, where did Japan come from a hundred years ago? How could your technology develop to this point in only a hundred years?!
——You’re not going to tell me that such a modern city was built within a hundred years, right?
Lin Qiye stretched out his hand and pointed at the bright neon promotional picture in the travel brochure. The light of Tokyo Tower was brilliant and blurry, the lights of the traffic on the driveway pulled out light tracks, and there was a passenger plane looming in the clouds in the distance...
His eyes were solemn and serious.
Yurina blinked, picked up the pen, and wrote a sentence on the paper smoothly:
——These are all gifts left by the gods.
When Lin Qiye saw these words, his whole body froze in place.
At this moment, there was only one thought left in his mind.