After Lu Xiang's careful explanation, Song Lan discovered a problem that she had always ignored.
Where does his ability come from?
Lu Xiang emphasized that stimulating mental power is a very painful process. Even if he can survive it by luck, there is a high probability of causing mental and personality distortion. So the question is, why is such a painful process not remembered in his memory? left any impression?
Before this, Song Lan always thought it was an innate skill.
He had to recall his past again, and Song Lan's life in this world replayed in his mind like a revolving lantern.
From the moment I can remember, I have been in the orphanage in District 17.
He grew up in an orphanage. Later, because the director of the orphanage knew the previous supervisor, he introduced him to work in the logistics department.
There was neither ecstasy nor despair in her life. When Song Lan tried to look back at her past life, what she saw seemed to be a diary that was so bland that it was almost boring.
Because of this, he "took over" 2166's life effortlessly, because in terms of their attitudes towards life, they were surprisingly consistent.
As for the use of his ability, he has not done any deliberate practice.
It was like eating and drinking to him, without much thought at all.
It's like you don't need and won't remember at what moment in your life you learned to reach out for something.
Song Lan originally regarded this as a guarantee for his peaceful life, but now in retrospect, when he faced the killers sent by Chai Ke and the Foster family, the only thoughts that came to his mind were "willing it or not" and "is it worth it"? worth".
From the moment time started to speed up, it seemed like he never had to think about whether he could finish off the enemy.
If she could have a conversation with her past self, Song Lan would really like to ask her a question.
Master, what exactly do you do?
He felt that there was something wrong with either his past memory or Lu Xiang's understanding of psychic powers.
However, for him now, it doesn't matter whether he was an air conditioner repairman or a murderer in the past. The key is how he will continue his life.
At least he is very satisfied with his current life. It would be even more satisfying if he could remove the Foster family from this world.
Thinking of this, he became much more determined.
The road is one step at a time. What he needs to do most at the moment is to find a way to persuade the little boy who is suspected of having abilities. If he is seen by the minions of the new Grand Prosecutor when he is pestering him, God knows what will happen. How much trouble his life brings.
After about a few minutes, Song Lan had an idea.
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The next morning, Song Lan rushed to the compound by bike before going to work as usual. She swiped her palm on the clock-in machine and went straight to her exclusive parking space.
A special parking lot for bicycles has been set up in the law enforcement compound, but since he is the only person in the compound who commutes by bicycle, he has the exclusive use of this parking lot.
Today, Song Lan came prepared.
If he remembered correctly, the reason why the little boy clung to him was because he regarded him as a role model and he wanted to become stronger.
When it comes to becoming stronger, we have to mention practice.
This is the only path for every passionate young man.
Seeing that there was no one around, Song Lan pretended to blow a whistle casually. The whistle soon had an effect. With a squeaking sound, the boy popped his head out of the greenery that disappeared yesterday and saw the whistler. It was Song Lan, so she jumped out of the bush happily.
"Big brother!"
"I heard you say yesterday that you want to become stronger?"
Song Lan parked his bicycle and stood with his hands behind his back.
As the breeze dawned, his aura changed from before, like a sword unsheathed.
"Um!"
The little boy was delighted and nodded heavily.
"Practice is very hard."
"I'm not afraid. I can only become stronger. No matter how hard I practice, I can persevere!"
"Very good. If you want to become a strong person, this determination is essential."
Song Lan nodded with satisfaction, "Remember your mood at the moment and what you said, but more importantly, you must remember the wifi password of our compound. The password is zxc718371."
"ah?"
In just one second, the little boy's eyes changed from determination to confusion.
Why was the way in which this practice came about different from what he imagined?
Song Lan's tone was still sonorous and powerful, as if a master was about to pass on his lifelong secrets to his disciples, "Listen, it took me more than 20 years to become as strong as I am now."
As he spoke, he took out the items he had prepared.
An exquisite packaging box containing a brand new mobile phone.
He bought this mobile phone on the road. Although it is a cheap product that is about to be discontinued, it has at least much richer functions than mobile phones in 2020, and is more than enough for children.
In front of the little boy, he turned on the phone, entered the password, and connected to the wifi in the law enforcement compound.
"This is called a search engine."
Song Lan opened the browser that came with her phone and demonstrated it in front of the little boy, "The road to spiritual practice is full of ups and downs, and you will definitely encounter countless unexpected problems. But as long as you master this method, any problem will be solved." It can be solved easily - enter your confusion and it will tell you the answer."
"real?"
The little boy blinked in disbelief. It was hard for him to imagine that this ordinary-looking input box could possess such powerful magic.
"Don't underestimate it. This is the key that can lead you to thousands of worlds. As long as you have it, it is equivalent to letting the strongest people in the world help you solve your problems."
After putting the phone into the little boy's hand, Song Lan patted the latter's shoulder resolutely, "Now, I will pass on this secret to you - make good use of this power, and then work hard to become stronger!"
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If you want to become stronger, ask search engines. Ask me what I do?
Song Lan just used another way to express the truest thoughts in his heart. Looking at the boy who was like a treasure, he knew that this was another result that would satisfy everyone.
As for practicing...
He had never needed the term in his life.
He would not be like the protagonists in those hot-blooded comics, and he would not practice hard every day like a chicken blood, nor would he regard saving the world as his own responsibility. What he wanted to do most now was to go upstairs to his desk and put the I watched the movie I downloaded before get off work yesterday.
"Wait a minute, big brother!"
The little boy suddenly called him from behind and grabbed the corner of his clothes with his right hand. "You are the second person to be so kind to me. This is something very important to me. I give it to you."
The little boy reluctantly handed over a badge seal.
The silver-white texture reflects dazzling light under the sunlight.
The gun shield pattern on it was particularly eye-catching, and the two stars under the emblem almost blinded Song Lan's eyes.
At this moment, he finally understood the reason why the Foster family was keeping an eye on the boy.
kid.
Song Lan's mood was ups and downs.
Why do you want to harm me when I gave you a mobile phone?
Can I carry this thing with me casually?
