Durin's Diary

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"Ah? I tell a story?"

As soon as Du Lin sat down, children gathered around him. The one leading the group was probably a guest's child. He was very interested in hearing stories about adventure, friendship and love from Du Lin.

How could Du Lin tell such a family-friendly story? He is a centenarian, with his head full of the past and his heart full of dead people. All he can tell are the tragic stories of youth lying in a pool of blood, tears flowing in the rainy night, and even saying "I love you" in people's ears while being bladed.

“I can’t tell stories.”

"No way! Mr. Du Lin can make such a good movie, he must be modest." A young man fanned the flames.

Okay, okay, you like listening to stories, right?

Du Lin thought for a moment and cleared his throat. "Then let me tell you a story I heard from the storyteller Chang Tang. The story begins in a police station."

"Where is the police station?" a child asked curiously.

"It's the police station in a town called Raccoon. Today a newcomer will come to the police station. His name is Leon Scott Kennedy." Du Lin smiled happily. At the same time, the screen behind him was lowered and the imaging device was placed on his head.

You like listening to stories, right? Come, here comes the wonderful adventure in another world.

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Good news, Dulin’s story is a success.

The bad news is that Du Lin's story was also the most complained about by female guests today, but after knowing who this hateful storyteller who scared their children to scream was, they felt embarrassed and withdrew the complaint.

The second good news is that Du Lin is the boss, and the male guests like to listen to this story very much, although they are often scared and screaming by Du Lin's story scenes.

In short, this story lasted until dinner time, until the family members came to take the people away, and Du Lin had to face the deathly gazes of his girls. This new story finally came to an end.

"Mr. Du Lin's story is interesting. Is it a science fiction story from another world?" During dinner, Reed asked Du Lin curiously.

"I guess so." This definitely counts as well. You see, the world of Resident Evil is obviously not this world, and the technology in this story is obviously more advanced than this era.

Lan and Lid are among the very few audience members today who have the attributes of both a teenager and a girl. They like Durin's story very much - it's a science fiction story about an alien world, where mortals in a world without gods have caused a terrible disaster, and with no gods to back them up, the world is about to be destroyed.

Lina listened for a long time, and she understood the general outline of the story. She looked at Du Lin with curiosity: "The virus has a strong ability to survive and can be transmitted through body fluids. Will it mutate and spread through water and air? If so, is there any hope for this tragic world?"

"It seems you've read a lot of my book. Indeed, if the virus really evolves to this point, except for those individuals who are born with antibodies, everyone else will die from the infection, just like the undead virus."

"Ha, the undead virus is nothing compared to the things in your story. The undead virus can be purified by drinking holy water, and even some mid-stage infected people have a chance to reverse their transformation after receiving a recovery spell. But the world in your story has no gods, no holy water, and there is no specific medicine for being infected with this virus. By the way, does the Umbrella Corporation really have an antidote?" When talking about her job, Lina was so enthusiastic that she didn't even eat an extra bite of her food.

"Of course there are. Otherwise, how did those senior executives of Umbrella survive? However, this antidote is more of an immune injection than an antidote. It is injected into the human body before infection. In this way, even if the human body is infected with the virus, it will not cause irreversible damage to the body." Du Lin explained.

Lina thought for a moment and said, "Is it something like a cold? We can actually make medicine for this kind of thing, right?"

"Common colds aren't a big deal, but there are some more lethal flus that require some thought." The flu Dulin was referring to mostly occurs in northern China and then spreads throughout the Western Continent. Those in good health can handle it on their own, while those less well will experience symptoms, and the unlucky will naturally die. "Very interesting! I'll try to find some medical experts to discuss this. Dulin, you'll help me, right?" Lina looked at Dulin.

"Of course I will help you. After all, if you can really invent this kind of injection to reduce the lethality of influenza, it would be a very good invention. If you really make it, I believe you will make a lot of money. And then I will reward you with something you want most."

"Really?" Lina's eyes were almost turning into money eyes.

"Really, I'm not lying to you." Du Lin said this and turned his head.

My sister is crying out for food.

"Why did you come down?" Du Lin was very surprised. Shouldn't his sister be cooking in the upper-floor room with their mother? But she was his sister after all. He smiled and picked up a lion's head meatball from Lina's bowl.

Then everyone at the table saw the little female dragon open her mouth and swallow the whole meatball.

Du Lin watched his sister swallow the meatball raw, and even saw the meatball slide down his sister's throat.

Du Lin was really scared.

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Du Lin was really scared by his sister. The little female dragon's entire digestive system was like a bottomless pit. She ate three meatballs in one breath, and then happily climbed onto Du Lin's legs and sat down.

"Dulin was scared to death. Looking at his sister, he finally understood why Yelena was angry before." Alyssa said with a smile.

Du Lin pouted, but after thinking about it, he decided to forget it. For his sister, being able to eat is a skill.

With this thought in mind, after dinner, Du Lin carried his sister back upstairs and returned her to her mother.

"Ah, where did your sister come from?" The mother was stunned, and she and Du Lin turned to look at the sister on the small bed.

The sister in Du Lin's arms squeaked, and the sister who was motionless on the bed also began to squeak.

Spencer, who was reading a newspaper on the balcony, was horrified - it was only then that the illusion of the little female dragon staying upstairs was exposed.

Good girl, you are so young, but you can already create clones. This is a good skill, a great self-protection skill.

Thinking of this, Du Lin grabbed his sister with the magician's hand, walked away, and watched his mother pick up the hitting board with an expressionless face.

Sister, it’s not that I don’t want to save you, it’s this beating... If we meet again in this lifetime, we will not be spared.

(End of this chapter)