The social phobia substitute will not dream of the band girl

"It's a god! Only a true god can do such a thing!"

How could the education level of a civilization that believes it has explored the limits of technology and mysteries be poor?

But when anyone possesses wisdom and strength beyond imagination, when people's ignorance overwhelms their rationality, God appears.

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"Kill, die, shoot."

"Monster, woman, cute vanilla."

"Wait, wait, wait. I know you're learning by imitating the soldiers' speech, but there are some words you shouldn't say casually!"

After single-handedly "bringing about" this temporary ceasefire, Ping Xin returned to the research institute with all the surviving girls.

Although this place is very small on the ground, the bulk of it is actually underground. After all, shameful things and things that cannot be seen in the light are suitable to stay underground and be buried in the soil.

Out of curiosity, awe, and a natural affinity for him, many girls became Ping Xin's followers, and he also took time to educate these students while treating others.

Learning and receiving education are basic human rights and an indispensable process for people to become human beings. Now Pingxin must shoulder the responsibility of an adult and teach them well.

"But there really isn't a single male here, could it be..."

Ping Xin had also speculated on the origin and principle of the halo, but now, firstly, he could not confirm that this halo was that halo, and secondly, he should take practical action instead of thinking.

All the resources of the human coalition except their own were requisitioned, and hospitals, bathhouses, dormitories, classrooms, and large squares were destroyed...

In short, they gradually became more civilized, allowing them to truly live like human beings.

Although the surplus food in the institute was eaten up in these days, there was still groundwater. After confirmation, the confiscated food and drinking water were properly stored in a temporary warehouse.

"Everyone line up, don't push, everyone gets a share! One bowl at a time, come back for more when you're done. I guarantee everyone will have their fill today!"

Ping Xin is currently cooking, or more accurately, preparing a big pot of rice. The human coalition has ample resources, but for the girls, whose numbers have been reduced by more than half, they can only be described as well-off, although they certainly don't want such "abundance"...

As time was tight and the task was heavy, Pingxin asked Diao Yue Linyin, who was only responsible for talking, to join in the preparation and work at full speed to prepare lunch.

Looking at the crowded and orderly arrangement of tableware, ingredients, and dishes in the sky, as if under traffic light control, the girls, who had never seen such a scene before, started chattering.

While Ping Xin was moving around, he naturally took the time to send each person an "installation package", which was probably to cram the vocabulary encyclopedia into their brains so that they would have a basic understanding.

Of course, after that, it's up to them to watch, listen, and talk to master it. After all, the master leads the way, but the practice is up to the individual. Time is tight and Pingxin can't teach them one by one.

"Teacher...I like it."

“Smells so good…”

"Teacher...it's delicious~"

Hey, hey, hey, this is a bit dangerous. At least the "meal cooked by the teacher" is delicious, right?

Ping Xin couldn't help but smile as he watched the girls, after eating, find places to sit or lie down in groups of three or four, and then gradually fall into a sound sleep while chatting quietly.

It feels so good to be able to help others...

Chapter 53 Reunion

"What, where are you taking me?"

As dusk approached, the girls who had been sleeping peacefully after lunch woke up one after another, and then they gathered in groups of three or four to practice speaking.

But there were also people who seemed to want to convey something to him, but couldn't say it, so they took Ping Xin by the hand and wanted to take him somewhere.

"I understand where you want to take me, but...at least don't both of you pull me along, right?"

And you grabbed two hands, one on the left and one on the right. Now because of your excitement, pink and blue halos have also appeared. If it were an ordinary person, he would have been torn into two pieces by you now, right?

After observation, it seems that in addition to the colorful halos on their heads, these girls also have some similar differences -

For example, the one on the left has a tail at the back and horns on its head, resembling a little dragon, while the one on the right has angel (or bird) wings at the back, which flutter from time to time.

After comforting them and teaching them the truth, Pingxin held the two little ones in each hand and followed their instructions into the underground part of the laboratory.

I shouldn't...get lost, right?

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"I'm lost... but don't worry or panic. In times like this, just look at the map on the wall. Most buildings have one."

But this is not an ordinary building, but a state-of-the-art human laboratory jointly built by many forces. Fortunately, after many twists and turns, they finally arrived at their destination.

An underground...prison cell?

No, perhaps this was the girls' original residence. Behind the transparent wall of unknown material were beds and toilets, leaving no privacy at all.

"So what do you want to show me?"

"My Lord...hide here."

Could it be an enemy that infiltrated at some point, or a researcher who survived the previous suppression operation?

No matter what, we have to see it first to know that the magnetic field force cannot penetrate certain special materials in this world, so Pingxin also put in his full attention to fight.

The moment the door was released (physically), the man who was prepared on the other side of the wall also rushed up and fought with Heishin.

“…Dad!?”

"You... brat!?"

After meeting again after a long separation, the father and son touched each other intimately and began to communicate with each other with fists and feet.

Nearly three years have passed in the original world, and Ping Xin's height and appearance have changed a lot compared to when he was seriously ill and bedridden, so there is no better way to "say hello" than this.

"It hurts... What's wrong with your body, cyborg?"

"No, just a little bit of superpowers."

"Oh I got it."

After hearing Ping Xin's explanation, he nodded while rubbing the place where he had just collided. He was more concerned about Ping Xin's health than the so-called super powers, because they are father and son.

"Where's mom?"

"Inside...how did you communicate with them?"

"With super powers."

"Oh, that's so convenient."

After a brief question and answer session, Pingxin followed his cheap dad into the depths of the laboratory.

"Speaking of which, why are you here? And it seems that these children are not afraid of you?"

"About three days ago, when the crackdown began, half of the plane we were in fell from the sky and helped them turn over... Although there was still a language barrier, it was ultimately my wife's charm that solved it."

When talking about his wife, there was obvious pride and boasting on Pingheng's face, and nothing had changed from the past.

"You've been here for three days, and it's been almost three years back home."

"I see. No wonder you've grown so big. Just survive... We all do."

Feeling defeated by his father, Pingxin spread his hands, then rubbed the two little heads with both hands.

They gradually calmed down and for the first time looked at the "adult" Balance and the laboratory where they had lived with curiosity but no hostility.

"Is it because you can't help that you've been hiding underground?"

"No, because we're responsible for treatment... Although we only have a limited understanding, we've more or less figured out how to use some of the lab's treatment equipment. Furthermore, many first aid techniques are similar across the human body."

"That's amazing, worthy of being my mother..."

Pingjie was not surprised by Hiranobu's praise. After all, he was usually the one who took charge. Even the clueless Hiranobu could guess that it was his mother Fujiwara Kanon who figured out the rules here.

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"That's all right... How's it going? Are you feeling well now?"

The girl who was healed by Pingxin's ability hugged him tightly.

Even if we cannot communicate in language, we can still feel each other's intentions and kindness through our actions, and these small actions accumulated together make communication possible.

"Wow, what a handy ability... Xiaoxin not only grew taller, but also became more reliable. That's amazing~ really amazing~"

Although there was drinking water, that was all she had. She gave all the food to the wounded children. Fujiwara Kanon's originally healthy and plump body became a little thinner.

Because of long-term worry, hard work, and tremendous pressure, the mother who always cares about going to bed early and getting up early has dark circles under her eyes, pimples, and split hair.

But in Ping Xin's eyes, there is no greater mother than her——

"What about the others?"

"I don't know. They're probably all dead... Some were killed during the riot, some left on their own, and in the end, only the two of us are left here."

After hearing this, Ping Xin felt no emotion. After all, they were all strangers. Some of it was luck, and some was their own choice. Since they were adults, they shouldn't expect fairness.

He is just an ordinary person who is a little bit stronger. Although he still has compassion in his heart, he is not a saint. He will help when he sees something, but that does not mean he will waste too much time on trivial matters that have nothing to do with him.

"Then let's go to the ground... Mom and Dad, you must be hungry too, right? I'll go make you some food. There's still plenty of ingredients left, so you can help yourself."

"Oh, Xiaoxin can actually cook now. I thought you were the type to let others take care of you. Could it be that Xiaoxin's cooking is not delicious?"

"...Now at home, I cook."

Having cleverly skipped the days when he just lay in bed and waited for death, Ping Xin didn't want to lose face in front of his family, but every time he heard that nickname, the corners of his mouth would tremble slightly.

This feeling of being completely seen through...

She is worthy of being my mother!

Chapter 54: I Have Few Friends

"This is...! I never thought I'd be able to eat such delicious food one day, and it was made by my own son. Xiao Xin has really grown up. Mom, I'm so touched~"

No, as long as you still call me Xiaoxin (Xiaoxin) I won't be moved...

Just a little bit at most!

“...It’s delicious. I’ll have more.”

His father's words were as brief as ever. That's how ruthless people are, they don't talk much.

"Ping Xin, the kids are making a fuss again... Who are these two?"

Fujiwara no Kanon was at least sitting on a relatively flat piece of gravel, but the Heike father and son just squatted down on the side of the road and started eating. It was completely impossible to tell that one was the patriarch of a prominent family and the other was the head of a chaebol.

"This is my dad, this is my mom. Pingheng and Fujiwara Kanon."

Pingxin pointed at the two of them with his chopsticks, and then was hit by Dingheng with his chopsticks. This kid is so disrespectful.

"And this is Tiaoyue Liyin, my...girlfriend."

Pingheng just exchanged glances with Diaoyue Linyin, nodded to indicate acquaintance, and then immediately lowered his head to eat. He had left a lot of food for the wounded and his wife in the past few days, and his muscles had become thinner.

"Ah, you can't tell she's the same age as Xiaoxin. She looks very reliable."

"Thank you for the compliment, Auntie..."

Although Fujiwara Kanon had a smile on her face, Tiaoyue Liyin could sense a strong sense of scrutiny in her eyes. Perhaps this is how a father-in-law looks at his son-in-law.

Even at this time, Fujiwara Kanon was well-dressed and polite. Even when eating and laughing, she would cover her face with her kimono sleeves and hands. It was completely impossible to tell that she was actually Hirayukobu's mother...

They look somewhat similar, but their behavior is completely different. No wonder he always looks admiring when he mentions his mother.

Even though Pingxin often avoided Liyin when talking about his family, she still knew.

"So the people you're looking for are your parents? Congratulations then."

Looking at Liyin, who looked calm in front of him, Pingxin smiled and said, "That's true. But they are not only my parents, but also your future parents, so... come with us, okay?"

Ping Xin knew about Tiao Yue Liyin's life experience.

Her family in Victoria was destroyed by the appearance of her father, Pingheng. After that, Liyin and her mother Ayane fled to the East Country, but her mother died during the journey.