Durin's Diary

Chapter 437 Night Talk
Du Lin, a boy of just sixteen, is the director of a nursery school.

Ten minutes later, we entered a town full of soldiers.

There are no living people in this town anymore. Those who were alive before were either sacrificed or turned into zombies. The last dozen or so children are all in the carriage.

Secretary Sora was furious at the appearance and brazenness of the Chaos Cultists. He decided to issue a nationwide search order upon his return.

Everyone holds a positive view on this matter. Even businessmen who hate Northernism have to admit that as long as the bad things you do are not known to Northernism, Northernism is still willing to talk to you nicely.

But Chaos believers are different. These bad guys live in madness every minute of every day. To them, death is even a gift to the innocent - because it means they will not torture you, but will just kill you with one knife.

As for what torture is, just think of the poor purple-eyed child on the altar and you will understand.

Mr. Kakabu and her two granddaughters were taken back by old Enrique first.

And Dulin finally returned to Venice with Secretary Sora and his group.

Secretary Sola was about to return to draft a search warrant, while Zhao Tiancheng prepared to sail back to Chang Tang. He and Du Lin agreed to meet in the second half of the year. Before leaving, he told Du Lin that the Chang Tang people had built a number of island fortresses along the route, making them self-sufficient and providing periodic resupply by fleet.

This reminded Du Lin of the Lin family, so he asked some more questions about the Lin family.

"I heard this, but I didn't expect that the old man's daughter was actually rescued by you. There's no problem with this. I'll go back and say a word, and I'm sure it will help the Lin family solve this problem." When Zhao Tiancheng said this, he also helped Du Lin solve the problem - the old father of the Lin family had been gone for half a year, and except for the news coming with the new fleet, there was no sign of him.

Thinking of this, Du Lin shook his head and said, "Tell them that if they are dissatisfied with the Lin family, I will take over the feud."

"Then this isn't just your problem. At least my little descendant and I will stand on your side. Three Candle Dragons are enough to shake the Privy Council in Chang Tang and send the memorial directly to His Majesty's desk."

"Does Chang Tang have an emperor?" Du Lin asked with a curious smile.

"That's normal. I've said before, every family has its own problems. In Chang Tang, the Privy Council has one, His Majesty has one, and there's another one kept in our Zhulong Tianshi Mansion." Zhao Tiancheng reached out and patted Du Lin on the head. "If someone could understand these three sutras, Chang Tang would be transformed."

"It's not necessary to understand it. With enough power, enough armies, and enough extraordinary people, I can write these three books myself and let others read them."

Du Lin's words made Zhao Tiancheng laugh.

"You are qualified to say that." He nodded affirmatively before getting on board.

But when he walked up the gangway, he turned around and looked at Du Lin: "But you won't, because you are lazy. Zhulong, who even the Protector of the Country looks down on, will definitely not like a dirty game like politics."

Du Lin smiled and nodded.

Yes, I hate dirty games like politics. I don’t like discussing the difficulties of people’s lives with those old guys all day long.

They never set foot on the soil from birth to death. Their suffering and their tears are too far away for the lower class.

When someone as far away as Du Lin came to their door with a knife, they thought he was an assassin sent by their political enemies.

As a result, every time Du Lin took action, he would explain why he came.

You are truly their eternally chosen father.

If I were really a living father, I would be wearing prosthetic body and killing people in New Hangzhou now.

Du Lin sighed and flicked the cigar butt into the sea. "I'm not doing a good enough job as a father."

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After returning to Lublin, I told the story to the girls and their mother who stayed at home. Although the process was tortuous, fortunately there was a good result.

The mother was very happy because although Du Lin came back very late, at least she still had her child to accompany her this New Year.

After staying up all night with his mother, Du Lin took the girls back to the second floor.

The bed was too small, so Anta was the only one left. After hearing Mr. Zhang's story, she felt a little helpless about Du Lin's adoption of the animals, but she also understood: "Mr. Zhang is right. You really don't care about food or cold."

"How come you can speak Tang language now?" Du Lin was shocked.

"There's an elective course in Changtang language at the Mage Academy. Other students learn it for future trade with the Changtang people, but I learn it for fun. After all, the academy courses can't teach me much anymore. I always bring Gumi with me to attend classes." Anta said this and pinched Du Lin's face. "You are the one who can learn it just by listening to Changtang merchants speak. What kind of genius scholar are you?"

"Uh, this, this is probably a bloodline talent." Du Lin had no choice but to talk about metaphysics.

After all, everyone believes this in this era.

Even Zhiruanta, after hearing Du Lin's nonsense, had to nod his head: "You were quite cute when you didn't have horns and a tail."

"What about now?" Du Lin asked with a smile.

"It's even cuter, so I agree that you can adopt Mr. Zhang's offspring. This way, when we all leave, she can still accompany you. Otherwise, you will be so pitiful." Having said that, Anta hugged Du Lin.

"I can beg Anonymous to let us live and die together." Du Lin said softly.

"You are not allowed to do this." Anta refused.

"Why?" Du Lin didn't understand. "Mr. Zhang can live for over 900 years. We have an average lifespan, so everyone can probably live for 200 to 300 years. That's more than enough."

"No, this land needs you. Neither I nor Elaine, nor any of you sisters have a heart as hard as yours. Your kindness and severity are what the innocent people of this land need. Promise me, Du Lin, you must preserve your original heart during your long journey of life. For the sake of innocence, you must annihilate all evil, okay?"

"Without you, all things will be meaningless, and good and evil will have nothing to do with me." Du Lin hugged Anta: "I don't want it."

"Didn't your movie say that technology can make people live longer? Why do we have to share a lifespan? Even though Melinda became extraordinary, she can only live to be a hundred years old, while ordinary grassland elves can live to be two hundred years old. Why not use technology to allow everyone to live longer?"

At this point, Anta looked at Dulin and said, "People are different. Shouldn't we start from the fundamentals and maximize the journey of each life?"

"You are really good at comforting people." Du Lin sighed.

"Because I think the current Du Lin is the best Du Lin I can ever meet. You must maintain your present state, okay? Even if it's not for this land, but for us."

"Okay, I promise you." After saying that, Du Lin hugged Anta tightly.

"You will always be my Anta," he muttered.

"Of course I will always be your Anta," she comforted him.

(End of this chapter)