Mark is very upset now. He often loses focus in school and makes mistakes during roll call, which was impossible before.
In the afternoon after that day, his wife and daughter attacked him from both sides and angrily criticized him.
My mother no longer wants to be a peacemaker. When I think about what happened recently, I feel like I have a headache.
The divorce was also carried out in advance.
"Sigh." Mark sat on his desk scratching his head.
"Teacher Ma, what happened recently? Did you quarrel with your wife?" Teacher Sun, a gossip colleague, asked curiously after taking a sip of hot tea.
"It's nothing, it's all family matters." Mark responded weakly.
"Oh." The fat teacher Sun suddenly said: "Teacher Ma, this is your fault. Women are made of water, and they must be taken care of carefully." He looked like someone who has experienced it.
Mark didn't want to get entangled in this topic. There were still many things to do, and the original intention of going to work early was to divert attention.
After thinking for a while, he asked tentatively: "Teacher Sun, may I ask you a question?"
Teacher Sun immediately became interested when he heard this. Mark has always been prudent and has his own ideas, but today is unprecedented.
I quickly brought the stools and prepared to give an ideological education class.
Mark worked hard for a long time, looked into Teacher Sun's eyes, and said seriously: "Do you believe in supernatural powers?"
Teacher Sun didn't expect Mark to ask this question. He stretched out his hand and touched Mark's forehead, and then compared it with his own: "You don't have a fever, Teacher Ma. You have taken a few days off recently and your brain has been damaged."
"What?" Mark said angrily.
Teacher Sun looked at him as if he were looking at a patient: "Everyone can say, but we can't say, who are we? We are the people's teachers, cultivating the flowers of the motherland, and we must not do work with ideological decline, no, even
I can’t even think about it.”
"Go away." Mark was impatient.
……
School is over.
"Ma Li, Ma Li..." Mark greeted his daughter from a distance.
Ma Li ignored him and crossed the street directly.
After finally catching up, Mark quickly stopped him and said with a smile: "Lily, don't be angry. What do you want to eat? I'll treat you to a big dinner."
Ma Li glanced at him and said angrily: "Just you? My clothes and your and mother's belongings are gone. What do you think about stabilizing the family with your little money?" She spoke without politeness.
No matter which pot he didn't open, Mark said patiently: "My dear granddaughter, don't be angry. Dad also has his own reasons."
"Haha." Ma Li chuckled and folded her arms: "Tell me, what are your difficulties? What are your difficulties in letting others live in our house for fifteen years? It's still free, and you can't even take anything away."
Mark grimaced and said nothing.
When Ma Li saw this, she became even more angry: "Mark, you bought the house for charity, right? There are two young people living in our house."
Mark was shocked when he heard this and denied: "Who told you that? It's a mess."
"I'm going to see who has been living in our house for fifteen years now and hasn't let us take our own things." The voice suddenly became louder.
Mark was even more frightened. He grabbed his daughter's shoulders with both hands, forced her to face him, and solemnly said: "Ma Li." He involuntarily increased the force on his hands.
A few crystal drops appeared faintly on Ma Li's delicate face, and her eyes gradually turned red.
"Don't go looking for them, promise dad, don't go looking for them." The voice gradually became softer, and there was actually a hint of pleading in the words.
When Ma Li saw this, she had never seen her father like this since she could remember. Her nose felt sore and she tried to break free from her father's hands, but she never succeeded.
When I looked up, I saw Mark's complicated eyes, filled with fear, horror, and pleading.
"Okay, I'll go to grandma's house."
……
During dinner time for a family of five, Mark mentioned that two guests at home were cured of illnesses that had plagued him for many years.
The happiest person was undoubtedly the grandma. She looked left and right at her son, then looked again, took out her mobile phone and took a photo of Mark with his back straight, and couldn't help but feel excited in his eyes.
In order to treat and relieve the pain that tortured her son, my grandma raised hopes countless times, only to be extinguished countless times.
Maybe he was too excited, so he kept saying: "Isn't it just to live here for fifteen years? You can also give it to them."
After hearing this, Ye Tianye looked a little gloomy and said immediately, "What method did he use?"
This question stopped Mark. Seeing that he remained silent, Tian Ye continued: "Your disease is a terminal illness in the world. You suddenly recovered. Could it be that you used a method with high side effects?" The more you talk, the more you feel.
You are correct.
Grandma also became a little worried after hearing this.
Mark waved his hand and bowed repeatedly to stop, thus temporarily dispelling his mother's doubts.
Mark was even more worried. He was just an ordinary man. Li Chuan and Ulquiorra had supernatural powers. Why should they notice him? Looking at his mother, wife, daughter, and son, their illnesses were healed now. If they had not appeared,
If you pass, it will be even more perfect.
……
Half a month later, Li Chuan and Ulquiorra stayed at Mark's house without going out or socializing.
All the items in the house were repurchased using the Internet. When I came here, the system reset the world.
Both of them have legal ID cards and provided an initial activity fund of 100 million.
In this world, there is no Sea of Death, no World of Warcraft, no Fantasy Westward Journey, and no novels related to the system exist.
This is also the result of Li Chuan's inquiry before he came, otherwise he would not have brought Ulquiorra with him.
Rebirth is the deepest taboo in his heart.
"Ulquiorra, what do you think is different about this world?" Li Chuan drank hot tea and watched TV boredly.
What is being played is a Bangzi soap opera, which is not interesting at all.
"There is almost no soul."
"Yes." Li Chuan nodded. Among the people in this world, the soul strength of the people he can see is almost non-existent.
Therefore, you cannot learn the power of the God of Death. Spirits are very scarce in this world, but it does not mean that there are none.
"Brother Li, is there no strong person like the God of Death in this world?"
"Strong?" Li Chuan pursed his lips and smiled, "Ulquiorra, being strong does not necessarily mean spiritual pressure or soul strength."
Pick up the remote control, and many modern weapons will appear on the TV screen.
"Did you know that it is these weaklings who create weapons that are more powerful than the Black Void Flash of the Vastod-level Great Void?"
Ulquiorra was shocked, pointed at the TV and said, "Just them?" After saying that, he threw an object from Li Chuan's hand, and Ulquiorra quickly caught it.
It's the remote control.
"Perseverance is a good thing, but it is not always a good thing. You have been here for so long and you are thinking hard every day about how to advance to Wangxu. You might as well think about what Wangxu is first."
"Don't hold yourself back too much," Li Chuan said with a smirk.