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Chapter 1 Is this reasonable?

"Zi...ZiZi..."

The old and disrepaired warm light overhead flickered.

Bai Zhu sat in the wheelchair and wiped his hair, then turned the handwheel to the bathroom mirror and turned on the faucet.

The sound of water and messy noises came one after another, thick in the pale heat. Patting his stiff legs, Bai Shu looked at the unfamiliar face in the mirror and laughed.

Ashur Adenpolo.

This body was abandoned in an orphanage due to developmental defects since he was a child. The lesions on his legs and the dysfunction of his motor nerves make him almost unable to stand upright independently. His life and activities are limited to a bed or a wheelchair, and he often needs supervision.

It wasn't until he fell down the stairs and died a few days ago that Baizhu took over this body.

Judging from Assyria's memory, this orphanage is run by an old priest, and there are many disabled people and abandoned orphans like him living in it. It can be regarded as a weird and happy family.

"The technological level of a country similar to the Europa race is equivalent to that of the early 21st century or even earlier. Cold weapons have been eliminated and have entered the era of hot weapons, ships, airplanes, movies, integrated circuits..."

The cool water was splashed on the face, Baizhu rubbed his temples, and the memories of this body were recalled one by one: "There are no abnormalities, no mysterious events. Has the so-called rise of technology driven away ignorance? Which sub-time and space of the big world is this...

…You want me to find a needle in a haystack?”

He is the will of the omniscient being, and is also the countless spirits that have fallen into infinite time and space. As the continuation of the substitute hands and feet, the meaning of existence is to complete His energy for the new born.

"It's been almost half a month since I arrived, and I still have no clue. The world is so big, how can I find it? I can't just treat it as a vacation..."

Baizhu wiped his face again and pushed open the bathroom window, letting in the warm air. He took a deep breath, slowly twisted his arms, and made several weird postures, his bones making tingling sounds.

A slight sound.

If you want to complete the follow-up work, you must at least heal this body and stand up from the wheelchair.

The best way is not to use the body, but to use this body and the system that is most suitable for this world to solve the body's problems.

After all, the Webway covers everything. Even if another piece of energy is successfully completed, once it is exposed, it will be torn apart by the ancient gods who control the Webway, and even threaten the main body.

There was a vague heat flow building up in the body, as slowly as a snail crawling, as Bai Zhu worked hard to move his bones and muscles.

Bang! The bathroom door was kicked open!

A small head shrank back with a guilty conscience, but after seeing Baizhu's weird twisted upper body.

Then he sneaked out again.

"...Mia." Bai Zhu sighed: "I'm taking a shower, why did you come in?"

The young girl stuck out her tongue in embarrassment with her furry animal ears. After confirming that the boy in the wheelchair was not missing any arms or legs, she clapped her hands happily and skipped behind Baizhu.

"It's time to eat." Mia turned on the faucet and hugged the wheelchair with a smile: "Anton can't find you and keeps complaining that he is hungry."

"well……"

Bai Zhu reluctantly put up the towel, turned off the light, and was pushed out by Mia.

The semi-old spacious corridor was empty, and a few single-room doors were open, revealing shoes and clothes piled haphazardly on the floor. In the distant restaurant, there was the faint sound of the wheels of a metal cart and the faint sound of the collision of thin tableware.

.

In addition to the priest, this welfare home also has many nearby social volunteers who come to help. They prepare food with the children in this welfare home, and occasionally provide entertainment services.

"Will the priest come back tomorrow?" Mia asked, staring at the half-grown boy in the wheelchair.

"The priest went to preach in the city next door." Bai Zhu was pushed through a small garden. He looked at the familiar scene around the body and said with a smile: "The day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow... Mia, do you want the priest to bring a gift?"

"Donut."

"Doughnuts?" Baizhu glanced at the little girl funny, his eyes stopped at the furry animal ears on her head, and couldn't help but reach out and fiddle with them: "What are these?"

"The volunteer sister gave it to me." Mia proudly touched the big ears on her head: "They are like the ears of a big lion!"

The wheelchair continued to twist and turn through the small garden, Mia puffed up her face, and after a huff, she finally pushed Baizhu into the restaurant with all her strength.

The long cedar table stretched from one end of the restaurant to the other. The table was filled with mashed potatoes, fish and chips. After seeing Baizhu's wheelchair entering the door, the volunteer responsible for sharing the meals took over Mia's place.

Pushed Baizhu onto the dining table.

There was a boring movie playing on the TV in the restaurant. With my eyesight, I could just barely make out that it was two people in suits arguing.

"Subordinates are not allowed to talk to their superiors!"

"Brother Feifan, I'm not talking to you, I'm trying to reason with you!"



After conjuring up a shocking scene in his mind, the extremely bored Baizhu picked up the mashed potatoes. Before he could start cooking, a figure suddenly walked in beside him.

The confused Mia next to her was squeezed out of the way. The man in blue and white volunteer uniform smiled rudely and sat down next to Baizhu.

"What are you doing?" Baizhu swallowed a mouthful of mashed potatoes.

"I heard that you almost fell to death last week. Are you feeling better?"

"Um?"

"I was pushing the food cart by and saw you doing rehabilitation exercises." The man in blue and white volunteer uniform knocked on the plate, turned his head kindly, revealing a face full of scruffy beards: "That set of movements is what the old man said.

Did the priest teach you?"

Fitness skills?

Bai Shu recalled the radio gymnastics set just now and nodded.

"Do you have a name?" the man asked again.

"If there's no name, let's call it fitness. If you have to give it a name, just call it the Five Lightning Whips."

"Five lightning whips?"

The man shook his head and laughed. When his eyes rested on Baizhu's stiff legs, there was a vague sense of relief and inexplicable relief in his eyes, which quickly disappeared.

"Young people should exercise more, eat more vegetables and fruits, and get more sun!" The man patted Baizhu on the shoulder and took away the plate of fish and chips in front of him: "Fried food is not good for health.

.”

Lunch is just mashed potatoes and fish and chips. You take away the only main course. What do I eat? Mashed potatoes?

Your relics will be exploded when you are cremated from now on.

"Who is he?" Bai Zhu turned to look at Mia, who was approaching aggrievedly: "The new volunteer?"

"It seems to be Mr. Douglas from Sacred Heart Hospital." Mia whispered: "When Assyria fell downstairs, the priest asked him to come and see you."

Douglas?

Bai Shu nodded, then forked away the thickest fries on Mia's plate.

Until the end of lunch, the man named Douglas didn't come over to talk to him again. Before leaving the restaurant, Baizhu was shocked.

"Wait, where is Anton?" He suddenly stopped the wheelchair: "Isn't he waiting for me in the restaurant?"

"Ah?" Mia was stunned.

"That's right..." The little girl spun around in a circle, and then she was stunned: "Anton is missing!"

"...It's not like I'm going to make money."

In the long-term embarrassment, the fat blond guy next to him with a sniffling nose was stunned and hesitated: "Brother Assyria, you have work today, will Anton go and wait for you first?"

"No way...so dedicated? Is this reasonable?"

"For Anton." The fat blond man wiped his nose on his collar: "This is very reasonable!"


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