Primary school students of all worlds

"Forehead……"

Wang Quan scratched his head and said, "Actually, my will is not that strong. If you guys are willing to participate, I can join in as well."

"Then I'll join!"

Illya raised her hands high.

"If Illya joins, I'll join."

Miyu agreed quietly.

"I will help Master Wu Tian complete his plan."

Li Xiaolang seemed to have made up his mind, clenching his fists and speaking boldly.

"What are you trying to risk?"

Wang Quan squinted his eyes and asked, "This is a sports meet, not the Eighteen Levels of Hell. You don't need to go through fire and water, right?"

Li Xiaolang placed his hand on Wang Quan's shoulder and said in a heavy voice, "If my sisters knew that I had joined the orphan group, they would kindly send me to Shenzhen while tossing me into the abyss."

Wang Quan, who was helpless, could only give Li Xiaolang an encouraging look.

"Speaking of which."

After hesitating for a moment, Illya looked at Wang Quan eagerly and said, "Wang Quan, could you please come to my house and explain to my family why I joined the orphan group?"

"No problem at all."

Wang Quan looked at Meiyou doubtfully and said, "She's just your neighbor, right? Isn't it okay for her to go and talk to her?"

Illya shook her head and said, "Miyu also needs to explain to her sister. And judging by how troublesome that young lady is, the explanation will definitely take a long time."

Miyu nodded helplessly. "If I join the orphan group, Miss Luvia will definitely be very angry and say something like, 'Isn't it possible for me to be your mother?'"

"In that case, let's go to Illya's house."

Wang Quan nodded indifferently, then took out the key from his pocket and handed it to Lihua: "Here is the key, Lihua classmate, you can go back first."

"key?"

Seeing Lihua taking the key naturally, Li Xiaolang asked doubtfully, "Wait a minute, I remember that Wang Quan, you live alone, right?"

"Mmm, there's a new tenant recently."

Furude Rika nodded with great enjoyment and said, "This is the first time I've lived in such a big house. I just find it strange - why doesn't Wang Quan, who is obviously very rich, have a bathtub like on TV?"

"After I became wealthy, I also thought about achieving bathtub freedom, or even swimming pool freedom."

Wang Quan shrugged and said, "But I soon realized that it's strange that almost everyone in District 11 has their own bathtub."

"Eh?"

Illya was puzzled and said, "What's so strange about that? The bathtub is so comfortable and convenient."

Wang Quan complained, "Every time I take a shower, I have to wait more than ten minutes for the water to drain. Afterwards, I have to drain all that water. Not only does it waste water, but I also have to spend time cleaning the tub. Otherwise, the body's own oils and dirt will carry over to the next time. It's such a hassle. By comparison, a shower head is much more convenient and simpler."

After a moment of silence, Illya said thoughtfully, "Can't you just hire a maid to solve all the problems you mentioned? Sera is the one who does it in my house."

Wang Quan looked at Illya with a strange expression, but then he thought it was inappropriate to comment on the other party's family affairs, so he swallowed the words in his throat.

Miyu, who was standing by, also suggested, "Ms. Rin seems to have run out of gems again, and her family finances are in trouble again. She's looking for a job everywhere. If you need one, I can introduce you to one."

"No."

Wang Quan shook his head and said, "I don't want strangers coming in and out of my room at will. Privacy is very important, especially when I have a whole set of future history books in the house."

After saying that, he waved goodbye to Lihua and Li Syaoran, then followed Illya and Miyu to Illya's house. Miyu said goodbye to Chen Tian and turned to go into her own house, while he and Illya rang the doorbell together, and soon the crisp screams rang out.

Wang Quan said to Illya in a strange tone: "Your doorbell sound is quite unique."

"Do not."

Illya shook her head, her face calm and familiar as she said, "That was my brother's scream. I guess it was because he went to clean the bathtub or mop the floor."

Listening to the sound of fists hitting flesh coming from inside, Wang Quan's mouth twitched and asked, "Are you sure he didn't break the law?"

"of course not."

Illya shook her head and said, "I once thought about cleaning the bathtub myself, but when I saw my brother volunteering to help, Sera misunderstood me as trying to steal his job and pinned him to the ground and beat him for a long time, I assessed my ability to withstand blows and gave up this dangerous idea."

"..."

Wang Quan placed his hand on Illya's shoulder and said in a heavy voice, "I sincerely apologize for having entertained the thought of a 'rich young lady who has never touched women' before."

Illya scratched her head and asked, "Wang Quan, what is Yangchunshui?"

"It's a metaphor for a person who doesn't have to do housework himself."

A gentle yet playful voice sounded. Wang Quan raised his head, looked at the speaker, and then remained silent for a long time.

The person who opened the door for him and Illya was a silver-haired lady who was as beautiful as if she had walked out of an exquisite CG. She was also a noble lady with a noble temperament like the white snow. At this moment, this lady was looking up and down at the boy who was following her daughter with her ruby-like pupils. He looked a little familiar.

"Mother?"

Illya looked at her mother in surprise: "Didn't you go on a business trip with father?"

"The focus of Mom's work has shifted here recently, Illya."

Alice von Einzbern shook her finger and said, "But don't be happy yet. Your father is away investigating the 'suspicious religious group' that has recently emerged in this area and is not staying at home."

Elementary School Students' Campus Life: Chapter 76: The Return of Religion

Illya's mother...

Wang Quan, who followed Illya into the house, was surprised by the huge difference in temperament between his daughter and mother. He asked a little nervously, "Hello, Auntie."

The silver-haired lady stiffened for a moment, then said in a relaxed tone, "Then this little fellow must be Illya's friend. No need to be so polite. Just call me sister, Sister Irisviel."

"Isn't this bad..."

Wang Quan hesitated and said, "For an elderly lady like you, calling her sister is too disrespectful."

"Don't be polite, and don't be too respectful to me. Since you are Illya's friend, you are no different from my brother."

Alice von Einzbern said with a smile that made Wang Quan feel very oppressive: "So just call me 'sister'."

Wang Quan obediently called "Sister Alice" and the inexplicable feeling of oppression disappeared. He then found a seat and sat down stiffly.

Alice sat lazily on the sofa, her eyes moving between her daughter and Wang Quan with a playful look, focusing on Wang Quan. These looks made Wang Quan become more restrained. He even had the illusion that he was seen through by the lady in front of him.

Emmm...it must be an illusion, right?

Illya, who hadn't noticed this, asked excitedly, "When will Dad finish his work? Will he have time for dinner? Did he bring me a gift? And more!"

"I brought a gift."

Irisviel rubbed Illya's head with amusement and said, "It's a gun called the Yellow River 54. It's a very famous toy among children in the Eastern country."

Illya said a little depressedly, "What father would give his daughter a gun as a toy? Mom, you have to help me talk to him about it when we eat later!"

"This may disappoint you."

Irisviel shook her head and said, "It seems your father's job this time is quite difficult, so he may not be back tonight, or even for a few days."

"Is it because we need to investigate a suspicious religious group that has appeared nearby?"

Speaking of this, Illya's expression showed some obvious worry. Her impression of religion came entirely from the tall, stern-looking priest who particularly liked to treat her to Mapo Tofu.

"..."

Wang Quan looked at Irisviel and Illya in front of him in some confusion.

Investigating religious groups? Were Illya's parents government employees? And why was this woman telling her daughter about her work, as if she were an outsider? Would letting an elementary school student know about this, other than causing anxiety and lowering her academic performance, have any positive effect?

"Don't worry."

Irisviel consoled him, "If the investigation is correct, this group called the 'Return Cult' isn't some extreme religious group, and it's certainly not a moderate one either. Whether it's harmful or not is debatable. Even calling it a religious group is a stretch. I've never seen any religion declare, 'Our religious activities are Saturdays, Sundays, and after get off work, we must return home immediately to pay respect to the Great God of Return.'"

"Um, isn't that strange..."

Wang Quan, feeling as if he'd been shot in the knee, looked at Irisviel with a twitching eye. "According to the law, individuals and groups must respect the religious freedom of others. So, as long as someone joins the Reversion Church, the company can't find excuses to keep them working overtime. Otherwise, it would be illegal."

"Little friend, you understand a lot."

Irisviel looked at Wang Quan thoughtfully. "Exploiting legal loopholes to provide workers with adequate rest time is just one of the many strange aspects of this religion. Other examples include the fact that this religion has no scriptures, no missionaries, and only one tenet: 'Return.' But this tenet is just a decoration. Rather than a return to the past for all of humanity, Return focuses more on mutual assistance among believers."

really……

Wang Quan raised his eyebrows. The religion he created to circumvent the age limit and make things easier for himself was being targeted again.

He shook his head helplessly. He had caught more than a dozen undercover investigators in the past few years, but he didn't expect that his second friend's parents would target the Return Church. How should he deal with this matter now?

Illya tilted her head, bewildered. "Mom, isn't this cult's motto of 'returning to the past' a little weird? Don't most religions say that if you do this in life, you'll get that after death? And then believers fall for it and honestly donate their wages and time."

"Do not."

Irisviel shook her head and said, "'Return to the Past' is an awe-inspiring tenet. When your father first heard of it, he broke out in a cold sweat, marveling at the Cult of Return's leader's almost vicious understanding of human nature. In recent years, the nation's economy has plummeted, and everywhere are wailing working professionals and recent university graduates. Illya, what do you think these frustrated adults are thinking?"

"emmm..."

Illya said uncertainly, "Work hard to make life better?"

"Individual efforts are too fragile in the face of turbulent times."

Wang Quan shook his head and said, "Compared to a future that is destined to get worse and worse, and more and more crumbling, adults would rather go back to the past, back to the time when the bubble hadn't burst, back to the golden age of extravagance and luxury, when everyone could drown in the dividends of the times."

"Yes."

Irisviel nodded solemnly and said, "Even though returning to the past is clearly impossible, those who feel lost in the times are still drawn to this tenet. Yearning to return, those who long to return to that era have gathered in the Church of Return and become the most devoted followers of the 'God of Return.'"

After a pause, Irisviel said in a strange tone, "And this is where the strangest thing happened. The Church of Return, which has a group of loyal believers, not only did not ask for money from the believers, but also did not give them any orders. Instead, it provided them with a religious reason not to work overtime after get off work, and introduced a very decent job to the believers who lost their jobs. Then a magical thing happened -"

Irisviel paused, glanced at Illya who was fascinated by her story, and Wang Quan whose eyes flickered before continuing.

"There are indeed unemployed believers who, by completing jobs introduced by the Return Church, have successfully achieved promotions and salary increases, earning a generous salary and 'returning to their former lavish lifestyles.' And there are not just one or two such examples, but thousands upon thousands."

Elementary School Student's School Life: Chapter 77: Shocked Irisviel

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What a profound understanding...

Watching the mother enthusiastically introducing the Huihui Church to her daughter, Wang Quan couldn't help but wonder if this lady had played the role of an undercover investigator and searched her own sect inside and out. Otherwise, how could she have found the number of tens of thousands?

Of course, this number is just superficial.

How could his wildly expanding business only allow tens of thousands of people to return to the past? This number would have to be multiplied by at least ten.

It's just that those "lambs" of their own were frightened by the previous burst bubble. They could not forget the blow of unemployment, the feeling of powerlessness of sending resumes everywhere but being rejected again and again, and the despair of almost having to go to the rooftop several times because of the pressure of mortgage payments.

Therefore, even if many lambs have returned to their previous economic conditions by working hard, they dare not spend money lavishly and can only hold on to their savings and tremble.

Wang Quan shook his head, putting the uneasy looks of the lambs behind him, and then looked at Alice blankly. The moment his eyes met the lady, he subconsciously looked away.

Why on earth would she talk about her work in front of two elementary school students? This is so strange! Could it be that...

He stretched out his hand somewhat nervously and tightly grasped the Dark Magician Girl in the card holder on his chest.

"This return religion is so weird."

Illya looked at Irisviel bewilderedly and said, "Listen to what you say, Mom. This Church of Return should just change its name to Return Corporation. It doesn't look like a religion at all, it looks more like a large international corporation."

"Yeah, Mom thinks so too."

Irisviel nodded in approval. "A religion without scriptures, without missionaries, without collecting money from believers, without demanding a specific lifestyle, without even requiring believers to believe in the 'Return to the Great God' or worship its leader. Religious activities consist of finding jobs for unemployed believers, helping believers solve their problems, and encouraging mutual assistance among believers—this kind of religion is probably the first of its kind since the founding of civilization."

Alice looked at Wang Quan with a smile and said softly, "You are right, right, the returning prophet..."

"..."

Wang Quan's mouth twitched: "Have I really been exposed?"

In Illya's bewildered eyes, Irisviel looked at Wang Quan curiously: "Aren't you going to deny it?"

"I realized it the moment you kept on talking about embarrassing topics in front of an outsider like me. You saw through my identity the first time you saw me through the peephole at the door."

Wang Quan said rather depressedly, "My best friend's mother is actually an investigator? This is too much of a coincidence."

"Wait! Wait! Wait!"

Illya blinked, looking at Wang Quan and then at her mother in confusion: "What are you two talking about?"

"Illya, you don't know."