13 Mink Street

Mrs Fisher looked at her granddaughter and asked, "Why didn't I see anger in your eyes when I said that last name?"

"Because I've been trying to keep my anger away from you since I was a kid."

"hehe."

Hearing this, Mrs. Fisher was not angry at all. Instead, she waved her hand and signaled her granddaughter to sit over.

Philomena sat down in front of Mrs. Fisher, and the father lying prone under the coffee table moved his head and rubbed his face on the upper of his shoe.

"Tell me how you lost."

Philomena told the story from the selection in the York City Region to the final selection in Fortress Ogurev.

During the whole telling process, she did not bring the slightest personal emotion, as if she herself was just an irrelevant bystander.

Mrs. Fisher bowed her head and continued knitting the sweater while listening. After Philomena finished speaking, she didn't stop what she was doing, but said calmly:

"The reason for the failure is not all yours. I think that the parents of those young people in the York City region should have guessed in advance that there will be a possibility of teamwork in the final selection.

It is normal for you to stay in York City alone without any elders around you, and you didn't guess this in advance. After all, you have stayed here since you were a child, and you haven't been out much.

Alas, but even if you take your father to accompany you, it's useless, isn't it? "

Philomena was silent.

"However, you lost your power of observation. You said that the young man named Karen performed as well as you in the selection of the York City Region. Have you ever wondered why he went with those people? Academic Affairs Building to participate in the final selection?

Have you ever wondered why they shared food and water and interacted intimately after entering Ogurev Fortress?

Then, have you ever thought about why a young man you admit who is as good as you is willing to play with those few people?

He is not bored, he is not arrogant, he really likes that group of 'children' chatting around him?

Because there is a purpose, there will be patience. "

"Yes, now I understand."

"No, you don't understand. Compared with him, what you lack is not only this little patience, but also this..." Mrs. Fisher picked up the knitting stick and poked her granddaughter's forehead, "He is more patient than you." , wise."

"I admit."

"Taking reality as a dream shows arrogance, and after all, you have to pay for it by yourself. You have lost a good opportunity, which should have been easily obtained.

Hehe, there is only a small piece of snack between you and the gate of reincarnation. "

Philomena was silent again.

"Forget it, forget it, if you lose it, you lose it, that Karen, who is his family?"

"have no idea."

"You lost to him, but didn't investigate him?"

"No."

"You don't hate him."

"No hate."

Mrs. Fisher nodded, and said, "It's not bad, at least you can lose openly."

Philomena was still sitting there.

After a long time, Mrs. Fisher said, "Go and rest."

"Yes, grandma."

Philomena got up and went to the stairs, and she saw her father crawling up after her.

Mrs. Fisher looked at this scene and said with a smile:

"Yo, look, it really likes you."

Philomena went upstairs alone to her room.

Her bedroom is very monotonous, with a bed, a wardrobe, and no other furniture.

Who would spend too much time arranging things in a dream?

She took off her clothes in the bedroom, then went to the bathroom naked, took a shower, walked back to the bedroom naked, and lay naked on the bed.

Looking at the ceiling, eyes wide open.

For some people, insomnia has always been a very troublesome problem;

For her, the most troublesome thing is how to "wake up".

The moon outside the window had long hung high, and she finally closed her eyes slowly.

dreaming,

She opened her eyes.

Philomena stands in front of a wooden house surrounded by an elaborate fence with flowers and vegetables.

She took a deep breath, and the expression on her face that had been stiff was finally relieved at this moment.

The door of the wooden house was pushed open, and the father, who was wearing an old leather jacket, and the mother, who was dressed simply and cleanly, came out holding hands.

The mother cursed, "Filomina, you're playful again, you dared not go home yesterday!"

The father hurriedly comforted his mother: "Okay, my daughter has grown up, and she has her own ideas." Then, the father winked at Philomena, "Come into the house, I will go to the fair with your mother." I will come back from the city to change some seeds, and there will be meals for you on the table in the house."

Philomena smiled and turned sideways, watching the figures of her parents gradually go away.

After a while, she walked into the room. On the wooden table, there were bacon, bread, milk and miso.

Philomena sat down, dipped the bacon into the miso, and then put it in her mouth. The flavor of the bacon and the mellowness of the miso combined just right, which was Philomena's favorite taste.

At this moment, Philomena felt the pet dog under the table rubbing against her trouser legs, making a "squealing" sound. Obviously, it was also hungry.

"Okay, darling, let me eat, let me eat."

Philomena took another piece of bacon, dipped it in sauce, and brought it under the table.

"Is it delicious?" Philomena asked.

"Wow!"

Mrs. Fisher under the table nodded vigorously.

...

The morning sun is always so elegant and calm, caressing everything from top to bottom.

Karen picked up a piece of hawthorn with his right hand and put it into his mouth. With his left hand, he turned a page of Mr. Hoffin's formation notes. The Rubik's Cube floating in front of him was spinning rapidly.

"Ah~"

Karen looked at the time. He had already watched it for three hours. He stopped reading and put away the Rubik's Cube.

With the lesson of almost fainting from learning last time, Karen pays great attention to control when studying now.

Stretching, Karen stood up and walked outside the study. Dora and Doreen were sitting in the yard drawing, and Teacher Dai Shan was standing beside them.

The careful and delicate Alfred planted many kinds of flowers in several flower beds when he was decorating the yard. Now this season is the time for recovery.

Karen took his steps lightly and sat down on the bench behind, where he wanted to bask in the sun.

Just at this time, Pick passed by, and immediately walked back after seeing Karen, and then handed several newspapers to Karen.

On the top is "Order Weekly". The headline on the front page is the explanation and introduction of the new reform measures by the Holy See, and the second page is his own photo, which occupies almost one-third of the page.

Touch the photo twice with your fingertips, and the photo will move by itself, restoring the scene at that time.

The reporter named Mélière reported in great detail, but Karen didn't read the report about herself carefully, but closed the "Weekly Order" and put it aside.

He needs to give his brain a rest now, so he picks up the Wien Journal next to him.

The headline on the front page was about a lawsuit: a man who grew up in a colony, then came to Wien, started as a low-end black worker, and eventually became the owner of a mineral company, sued the Royal Army Command of Wien.

The reason is that when he was very young, Wayne's army invaded his original country and came to the village where he lived. Not only did he loot the property of the villagers, but he also gathered the women in the village to insult him.

His mother was among them.

Now he is using this as a reason to sue the Royal Wien Army Command, demanding that the Army Command plead guilty and compensate for the atrocities committed in his village that year.

This news has received a lot of attention recently, but Karen has been busy with the selection these days, so he didn't know about it. Of course, another reason is that his life circle has been separated from ordinary people to a certain extent. social category.

Karen admired the boss very much. He endured the struggle and finally climbed to his current position, and then put his wealth and influence into a desperate push to promote the lawsuit.

There is also a photo in the lower part of the front page, which should be the background of the photo, with three young people crying bitterly.

They were young men from that colonial village, recently made citizens of Wayne.

But they were not here to serve as witnesses for the boss, but for Wien Army Command.

They beat their chests and feet in court, crying hoarsely: "Their grandma and the boss's mother were prostitutes back then, and they all volunteered to serve the Wien Army for money. They all volunteered!"

"Actually, it's hard for me to understand their behavior." Teacher Dai Shan appeared behind Karen and said while looking at the newspaper.

Karen asked, "Difficult to understand?"

"Do you think they testified like this in order to obtain citizenship?

Actually no, they obtained their citizenship by accumulating full working age after they came to Wien to go to school and get their graduation certificates, not because this case used their citizenship to make a deal with them, and my friend who is a reporter told me, They did not receive bribes and threats.

The Ministry of Finance of the Empire acquiesced to the convening of this lawsuit because it was preparing to cut the military expenditure of the army. The Army Command was caught off guard. These three young men came forward and asked to be witnesses.

So, you know what I mean, they really think so and believe so from the bottom of their hearts, and they cry bitterly and say that their grandmas are prostitutes who volunteered to serve the soldiers of the Wayne Army. "

"I know."

Teacher Dai Shan said: "But what the facts look like, I believe that people with normal thinking logic can figure it out clearly, but I can't understand the actions of the three of them."

Karen put down the newspaper and said, "This can only explain one thing."

"What's up?"

"The Wayne Empire did an excellent job of educating the colonies about spiritual castration."

"Spiritual castration?"

"It's like castrating a pet. In fact, the human spirit, no, the spirit of a group, can also perform similar operations.

Through economic, cultural, political and other aspects, especially culture, spiritual manipulation and guidance are carried out through various cultural channels and media, firstly erasing their subjective identity cognition, and then reshaping the new identity that Venn wants them to have. Knowing, thereby completing a kind of castration of the collective spirit of the ethnic group.

You wonder why they would say such absurd things from the bottom of their hearts, but they really want to agree and believe in this way from the bottom of their hearts.

This kind of psychology and behavior that you can't understand is called "objective and independent thinking" among them. "

"Mr. Cullen has a lot of research on this?"

"No, it's just that I've seen it a lot. Isn't Teacher Dai Shan from Wayne?"

"I'm a Venn, but I'm half St. Antitheian."

"Oh, hehe." Karen smiled, intending to end the topic.

"Mr. Karen, I'm very interested in the racial spiritual castration you just mentioned. I wonder if you have any related books you can recommend to me?"

"Sorry, I don't have one here."

"Then how do you think this phenomenon will develop in the future?"

"With the improvement of information transmission technology, this phenomenon will only become more serious."

"Mr. Cullen..."

"Okay, Miss Darshan, you have too many questions, I want to take a break, sorry."

Teacher Dai Shan smiled awkwardly and said, "I'm sorry to bother you."

"fine."

"I have a small request. I heard from Dora and Doreen that you have a lot of books in your study. I think..."

"You can borrow books at will, but you need to report to Alfred, and then remember to return them in time."

"Okay, sure, thank you for your generosity."

In fact, "returning it in time" is nonsense, but Karen has to say it, because he still has the spiritual imprint of the bright old man in his study. If many books are lost, Karen is worried that the old man will no longer exist.

Teacher Dai Shan was found by Alfred, and Alfred must have done a background check before that.

It's time for Alfred to do it again, to see if she's touched anything lately.

There was still some time before lunch, when Karen returned to the study with the newspaper, the phone rang just at this moment.

Karen picked up the phone.

"Hi, I'm looking for Karen."

"team leader."

"Haha, our task is completed, and we will return to York City tomorrow. I know you have passed the final selection, but I think you should be tired of hearing the voice of 'congratulations', and it seems to me that it is too early for you to pass the selection." It is inevitable, so there is no need for politeness between us."

"Captain, what are you doing?"

"It's just foreshadowing. It's too straightforward to talk about things directly, which is not good."

"Speak directly, captain, there is no need to be polite between us."

"Okay, I just came out of the office of a friend of mine in Sangpu City, and he just showed me a document issued by the [Whip of Order] headquarters, oh, yes, there is also the spirit of the Holy See document, this seems to be It's in the newspaper."

"I just saw it in the newspaper, but I don't know the documents from the headquarters."

"Actually, I didn't say it clearly, but I guessed the meaning of the above, so I won't explain the policy to you, skip this step, and just tell the result, okay? After all, the phone bill between cities is much more expensive than this city."

"Okay, Captain."

"You young people who participated in the final selection are likely to be assigned to the Whip of Order team for a period of experience, so I want to ask you, did you make good friends when you participated in the trial?"

"No."

"Oh...that's a pity."

"A lot of players have been handed over."

"Dry!"

The other end of the phone paused for a while, and then said: "So, you have long wanted to be independent from my team?"

"Captain, we don't need to be polite."

"Well, it probably means that after your team is established, it will have a high degree of autonomy. After all, your status is very special, and you must be the key training objects of the divine religion in the future."

"so what?"

"So if you form your own Whip of Order team, after forming it, you have the right to choose whether to be affiliated with the squadron leader and which one to be affiliated with."

"Oh, I see, Mr. Squadron Leader."

"Okay, Mr. Captain."

The phone hangs up.

Karen looked at the microphone and couldn't help but shook his head and smiled. The captain made the phone call specifically for his promise.

but……

Ready to form your own Whip of Order squad?

Doesn't that mean that I can justifiably pull people like Ventura, Ashley, Bart, Mars, and Blanche into my team as subordinates?

What a high-quality Whip of Order team this must be!

Karen had already begun to look forward to it.

In the warehouse, Pu'er was sitting on a coffin, stretched out two paws, began to rub slowly in the air, and a ball of fire appeared.

When Kevin saw the fireball, he immediately shrank his head, obviously leaving a shadow.

Pu'er threw the fireball on the ground. The fireball spread out and turned into a red starburst. A red sword emerged with a hilt from inside.

This is a summoning ceremony under the belief system of the ancestor Allen, and what is summoned is one of the two weapons that the ancestor Allen once had.

"The effect of the tonic sent by that family is really obvious. I feel that the spiritual power that can be used in my body is much richer."

"Wow!"

Kevin also screamed excitedly, happy for Pu'er, and wagged his tail in cooperation.

"It's like medicine for your head, it doesn't work."

"Woof..." Kevin shrank his head again.

"Sorry, stupid dog, I didn't expect to make you bald forever, but in fact you look good bald, isn't there a saying that a handsome guy with a bald head is the real handsome guy."

Kevin nodded, perfunctorily cooperating with Pu'er's perfunctory comfort to it.

Pu'er looked at the long red sword in front of him, which was several times taller than the sword itself, and frowned: "I didn't think this sword was so big before, how can I hold it now that it's so big."

"Wow!"

"Okay, let me give it a try and modify the summoning technique."

The red starburst and the red long sword in front of him disappeared, and Pu'er rubbed out a smaller fireball with his cat's claws and smashed it on the ground. A red starburst several times smaller than before appeared on the ground;

Immediately, the hilt of a small red sword emerged.

"Hey meow."

Pu'er stretched out his cat's claws, grabbed the hilt of the sword, and clasped it with a "click", then pulled it back, and a small red sword was pulled out by it.

It flicked excitedly, throwing out an afterimage.

"Successful!"

"Wow!"

Kevin scratched the dog's paw excitedly, then leaned in front of Pu'er and knelt.

Pu'er jumped on Kevin's back, and shouted while continuing to wave the little red sword:

"Stupid dog, go!"

"Wow woof!"

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There is only the third update, and the fourth update is really too much to write. Hug everyone, good night!