"Lance, what's going on?" After a long time, Aomo Weizi asked panting as he looked at Lance, who had turned back into a childish look.

Who would have thought that if he kindly took in a homeless boy, he would end up with him?

I am not a girl at the God's servant...

You got the script wrong.

"I, I don't know, Sister Weizi." Lance crawled on Aomo Weizi's chest, looked up at her, and said with a sad face.

"Don't you know?" Aomo Weizi didn't believe it.

"I really don't know, Sister Weizi, it's the first time I've encountered such a thing!" Lance argued.

"Then have your family members told you about your own affairs?" Aomo Weizi frowned when she heard this and turned to ask.

If what Lance said was true, it was either his parents concealed the truth from him, or it was the first time this happened to him!

As for the cause... I probably witnessed my mother's death with my own eyes.

After all, in novel animations, aren’t there often scenes where children awaken superpowers after witnessing their parents’ death or experiencing a stimulus in a certain period of time?

Although she had always thought this was a teenage fairy tale to deceive children, it was very different when it came to Lance.

Just how to deal with it?

Report directly or hide it?

Aomo Weizi fell into trouble for this.

"Sister Weizi, you won't want me anymore." As if feeling the changes of Aomo Weizi, Lance's expression became timid again and asked pitifully.

"No." Aomo Weizi looked at Lance and shook his head.

Everyone gave it a lesson and just pushed the culprit to the police, and then let him suffer unknown treatment or even be studied. Whether it was out of some heart or out of pity for Lance's little appearance, she couldn't do it.

So she made up her mind that as long as the incident had little impact - for example, it was not caused by frequent attacks and did not affect or was seen by others, she would completely hide the incident.

Just in time, I can use this to vent some of the negative pressure I have accumulated over the years.

Although this may seem a bit sorry for Lance...

But everyone is his, what else can she be worthy of being sorry?

"Thank you sister Weizi." Lance said happily.

Then, he bit on Aomo Weizi's reserve grain.

"Oh, Lance, what are you doing?" Aomo Weizi exclaimed.

"I think my sister seems to like this very much, so I want to make her happy." As she said that, Lance moved her body again and started a new round of import trade export work with her small body.

"Well……"

...

After a night of tossing, time came the next morning.

"I'm ready for the meal. If you are hungry, get up and eat. I'm going to work, so I won't be with you anymore." Aomo Weizi, dressed in black pantyhose, shouted at Lance, who was resting on the bed at the door of the bedroom.

"Sister is not going to take a leave, are you going to have an extra day off?" Lance sat up and said.

"Then you are tormenting?" Aomo Weizi said with his eyes rolled.

"Who said that things are so interesting?" Lance replied shyly, like a young man who had just tasted the forbidden fruit.

"Then you have to be restrained. You will regret it sooner or later when you make a fool of yourself." Aomo Weizi said in the tone of someone who has experienced it.

"Then Sister Weizi, remember to come back early."

"Well, I'll be back from work. I'll leave."

"Goodbye Sister Weizi."

Then Aomo Weizi left home and disappeared from Lance's sight.

"Sure enough, the child is very advantageous." After Aomo Weiko left, she stood up and went to the ground, but she did not remove the transformation technique applied to her. Lance, who was still in the child's posture, came to the kitchen. Looking at the bowls and chopsticks on the operating table, the still steaming fried fish, fried vegetables and miso soup, she muttered with satisfaction.

Then he walked forward, opened the lid of the pot and served a bowl of rice for himself, and enjoyed it with great enthusiasm.

Sure enough, it's very comfortable.

However, he did not forget his task today. So after dinner and brushing the dishes and chopsticks, Lance entered Aomo Weizi's room and found her laptop at home. He turned on the computer and connected to the Internet to search for news reports about abnormalities in this world, as well as various names of government agencies and the affairs they were responsible for, so as to find clues to certain stories hidden in this world in this information.

Unfortunately, it was not found.

Even though he found the names of life strategies courses such as the Environmental Province and the Public Security Bureau in the government's catalog, it does not mean that there are ghost stories like the food spirit and the vulgar spirit daydreaming in this world.

After all, on the real earth, the Ministry of Environment also exists. It is a government agency similar to the domestic environmental protection department. It is mainly an agency that regulates environmental changes, climate abnormalities, water and ground pollution.

The same is true for life countermeasures. In terms of function, it is similar to the police station we understand. It is all trivial matters. It can be said that it is a combination of community property and police station departments. Big things cannot be solved, and small things are useless to find them. They are just a department with almost the same decoration.

The place where the salary thieves stay in the Japanese police department.

So in desperation, Lance had to continue to use his old methods to confirm the situation of his world through the existing institutions and surrounding environments.

So the next second, Lance had a thought and released countless clones, allowing them to change into various shapes, teleported away from Aomo Weiko's home, and went to places like environmental sounds, public security life countermeasures, or Shinjuku, Shibuya, and Ikebukuro where people were bustling, looking for possible abnormal information elements.

As for him, he naturally returned to bed and continued to rest and accumulate energy.

After all, he didn't stop last night and consumed a lot of energy and energy.

Although it has little impact on him now, it does not prevent him from sleeping like an ordinary human being.

...

"Does a boy want to have a healthy body and strong muscles to become a great man who is trustworthy and relied on in the eyes of thousands of girls?" At the same time, a certain Lance who was exploring around was stopped by a handsome young man, and then he enthusiastically promoted the sect.

"Ha?" Lance looked at the other party in shock.

"If you want, come to our Silverman Fitness Club. Our club has the most professional fitness coaches, the most advanced and comprehensive bodybuilding equipment in the world, and many muscle enthusiasts. As long as you are willing to join in, you will soon become one of us and have healthy and perfect muscles like me." The enthusiastic young man forced the flyer in his hand to Lance's hand while enthusiastic publicity.

Then I don’t know whether it was to enhance persuasion or whether this guy had a hobby, so he bent his arms and put on a bodybuilding position. The blue sportswear on his body suddenly exploded, presenting his indeed majestic and strong muscles.

Even without oil, Lance seemed to see the sun's flash from the other party.

"Is this the hidden secret of this world?" Lance said in amazement.
Chapter completed!