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"Yes."

While waiting for the fat man to absorb the information, Xia Jia explained:

"Based on your criminal record, we will let you go back to high school and experience your youth again. You can regain everything you lost in the past because you didn't work hard enough."

"The premise is that you must mend your past mistakes and do your best to cherish your life. Of course, we have staff members in the experimental school to monitor your actions. If you commit any illegal acts, we will arrest you."

"I wonder if you have the courage to do it again?"

The fat guy looked at the business card and raised his head:

"Then... those two girls..."

"Don't worry about this, we will take care of it."

"I do."

Xia Jia raised the corner of his mouth:

"Well then. Take this, eat it, and you will be restored to the body of a 16-year-old."

The fat guy stared at the red and white capsule for two seconds, and said embarrassedly:

"Can you be more handsome?"

Xia Jia: “…”

Taking back the pill, Xia Jia shook it in his hand, and a magical fantasy power merged into the potion.

"Okay, when you take the medicine, imagine yourself."

The fat guy picked up the capsule again and drank it with some water.

A sharp pain shot through my heart, my bones contracted, and my cells evaporated.

When he woke up again, he had turned into a handsome young man with short yellow hair parted in the middle.

Xia Jia handed over a document:

"This is your new citizen information. Remember, we will arrange a free public housing for you near the school, as well as 5000 start-up funds. But other than that, we will not give you any help. You need to survive by your own hands."

The fat guy was not afraid. Although 5000 was only enough for him to buy the most basic daily necessities, since he had decided to work hard to change the fact that he was a waste, he naturally had to work hard.

He stared at the brand new information in his hand, in a daze.

It was clearly written on the file name.

Rudy, 16 years old, was born in Liyue Port, Iwakuni, his parents are both deceased, currently studying at Sobu High School in Chiba Prefecture...

After dealing with Shadow's follow-up, Xia Jia asked, "Do you have any other questions? You may not have the chance to see me again later. If you have anything, you can ask me now."

Rudi raised his head and stared at Xia Jia with burning eyes:

"That one, the one with the starlight, is that magic?"

"Yes."

"Then I..."

"Let me see your changes first. If you pass the review in the future, I can consider giving you a chance to completely change. In my eyes, you are still a pervert who molested my niece."

"Yes!"

Chapter 605: There is no such thing as an uncle returning from another world.

outside the ward.

Kotoko Iwanaga asked curiously, "Is this kind of person still worth saving? According to the goddess's justice order, shouldn't he be punished by heaven?"

Xia Jia shook his head:

"Instead of punishment, the goddess actually prefers redemption. At least, in the last part of his life, he was really willing to save others. If his future can always maintain his original intention, it will be much more meaningful than a simple execution."

"He is just a despicable person. I hope the new environment can completely change him."

The two of them strolled along the ward corridor.

Iwanaga Kotoko said casually:

"What about Shadow-chan? Haven't you found him yet?"

Xia Jia sighed:

"No, that kind of space crack is too random. There are too many coincidences. We can't lock his position, so naturally we can't find him."

"I can't find it even through the divine blood connection."

Xia Jia: "Just a little bit. I didn't feel any fluctuation in the [Skill] value, which proves that the Shadow's Favor still exists, but my magic can't anchor the coordinates. It seems that there is a problem with the flow of time."

In Xiajia's perception, the speed of time in Shadow's world is about five times faster than that in Xiajia's known world. The anchoring process adds unstable time variables, which leads to a geometric increase in difficulty.

Iwanaga Kotoko: "Then he can only wish for the best. Well, now that you are here, I have some more special patients. Do you want to go and see them? The Sleeping Knights haven't recruited anyone for a long time."

Xia Jia became interested: "Oh? What kind of difficult and complicated disease has appeared again?"

With the establishment of future technology companies, the timeline has returned to normal, breakthroughs have been made for most diseases, and so-called terminal illnesses are rare.

There are actually not many places where Xia Jia can take action.

"Two special patients. Well, one of them is quite special. He was transferred to us recently. You will know when you see him."

Xia Jia followed Iwanaga Kotoko to the neurology ward on the fourth floor.

In a special ward, Xia Jia saw a girl whose brain was wrapped in gauze.

Her eyes were empty, like a doll that had lost all its dreams and would break into pieces if the wind blew.

"Iwazawa Masami. The cause of her illness was brain stem damage caused by domestic violence. She has now completely lost her voice. Her main problem is her mental state after losing her voice. Coupled with her family's indifference and the lack of medical funds, her vital signs are now on the verge of collapse."

Xia Jia sighed for the umpteenth time: "The biggest disease that defeats people is still poverty. Have you tried healing magic?"

Iwanaga Kotoko nodded: "The damage to her body has been healed, but for some reason, she still can't speak."

“That’s a mental problem.”

Xia Jia snapped his fingers and handed a helmet to Iwanaga Kotoko:

"Actually, you don't have to wait for me. For problems like this, you can ask her to try those stealth games owned by Hitomi Mishima."

"No one can compare to you. It's long-lasting and lasting... I want to applaud you rhythmically. Paji Paji~"

The best thing you can say is the quality of the game...

"Remember to find Yui and make up the contribution points for bringing people in."

"Tsk, you're cold and heartless!"

"You're being unreasonable. Okay, next one." Xia Jia ignored Iwanaga Kotoko and drove away suddenly.

After starting OLL for Masami Iwasawa.

The two came to the next ward.

When Xia Jia saw the person lying on the hospital bed, he couldn't help but take a step back.

"Does the hospital still accept orcs?"

Iwanaga Kotoko rolled her eyes at Xia Jia and said, "These are purebred humans. The invading orcs were all collected and studied by the Special Class."

"Ok."

Xia Jia walked around the bed and felt that the patient was familiar.

Iwanaga Kotoko introduced:

"This is what I call a special patient."

"Shimaki Yosuke, he was actually in a car accident four months ago. He was 17 years old at the time of the accident and is currently in a coma."

Xia Jia was surprised: "Isn't this probably already 30 years old?"

Iwanaga Kotoko spread her hands and said, "This is exactly what I want to say. Because of the time difference at the accident site, after the timeline was repaired, his coma was stretched by 17 years. His interpersonal relationships also followed this timeline and were filled with the 17 years of hospitalization."

"This..." Xia Jia was stunned: "So this kid missed the welfare period. He is obviously 17 years old, but he has cognitive impairment and becomes 34 years old? And he looks particularly old. Compared with when he was 17, he has two more mustaches?"

"That's right." Kotoko Iwanaga spread her hands.

Xia Jia touched his chin: "So, the reason for his coma?"

Iwanaga Kotoko made a funny expression: "You said, with so many space cracks recently, is it possible that his soul was also knocked into another world?"

"Impossible!" Xia Jia said confidently, "His soul is still in his body. How is it possible that his soul is gone but his body is still alive? Let's talk about some basic science."

"The Grim Reaper written by someone..."

"In Death Note, if the soul is out of the body for a long time, it will die suddenly."

During the conversation, Xia Jia stroked his chin.

There is no doubt that the man in front of him, Xia Jia, looks a little familiar, as if he is from a funny story called "Uncle in Another World".

But when Xia Jia really stood on the bed, he found out...

"There is no such thing as an uncle who has returned from another world and roams the city. There is only an ordinary soul who dares not wither at the end of his life."

Well, since we are destined to meet, I will grant you a sweet dream.

Xia Jia hung up the phone, and after a while, Hai Mengyuan pushed open the door of the ward with full breath.

"Ah~~, Captain, did you miss me?"

"Come. Use your succubus power to give this poor doll some loving comfort."

Hai Meng glanced at the bed and said, "Wow... Captain, you have such a strong taste. You actually treated an orc."

It's tragic enough that the person got into a car accident, so please don't attack his appearance.

"Be good and listen, I'll make you a Tiga suit later."

"Great! I want Golzan too!"

"Get to work first." Xia Jia urged.

Hai Meng snapped his fingers: "Moon Spirit Mirror Transformation! I will destroy you on behalf of the moon! Kila☆!"

Using [Gaia Foundation], Hai Meng transformed into a succubus, triggered her skill, and gained the power of a succubus to create dreams.

"Captain, what kind do you want?"

Xia Jia said: "It's a beautiful encounter in another world. It would be best if there is a tsundere elf girl, a stay-at-home ice holy swordsman, a hero, and a demon king. The rest is up to you."

"Okay, no problem, but what are the details?"

Just then, a blonde nurse passed by outside the ward.

"Just follow this."

"okay!"

Hai Meng blinked, and a psychedelic pink magic enveloped the bed.

After a while, the brain waves on the detector began to fluctuate. Obviously, the patient had started dreaming.

"Hiss, Captain, there seems to be something wrong with this guy's brain. The plot is stuck."

"Why is it stuck?" Xia Jia was curious.

Hai Meng projected the scene in her dream through Yui: "That's probably it."

In the picture, my uncle is being beaten by a group of local natives.

"Oh, I got beaten."

"I was beaten straight up."