Chapter 594 God's Gift

When Lin Qiye opened his eyes again, Yurina had already written a line on the paper and displayed it in front of Lin Qiye.

Originally, Lin Qiye seemed to be incomprehensible in Japanese, but now he can easily understand its meaning.

—Can't you hear me?

Lin Qiye was not very surprised when he saw this sentence. After all, according to his previous performance, it is not surprising that this little girl would have such a misunderstanding.

Lin Qiye nodded.

Yurina showed such an expression, she leaned down and wrote something on the paper, then lifted it up.

--What's your name?

Seeing this question, Lin Qiye was stunned for a moment, then shook his head.

He took the pen from Yurina's hand and wrote a line on the paper.

--I do not remember.

Although Lin Qiye has mastered Japanese, he doesn't know names. Instead of giving himself a messy name, it's better to pretend to be stupid. This can not only avoid some follow-up questions, but also make it easier for him to ask some common-sense questions in the future.

Yurina looked at Lin Qiye with a little more pity.

Not only was he deaf in both ears, but he even smashed his head when he committed suicide... How pitiful.

After hesitating for a moment, she still wrote down a sentence on the paper and firmly displayed it in front of Lin Qiye.

——As you can see, the situation in our family is very bad. I can’t even support myself and Grandma He, and I can’t even take care of you. If you really have nowhere to go, you can stay here for one night, and you will leave tomorrow leave alone. But don't tell others that you have seen me after you go out, I am still being followed by the police.

Lin Qiye frowned and wrote:

—Why are those policemen following you?

Yurina was silent for a moment, then wrote:

— because I tried to kill myself.

—trying to commit suicide? Is this against the law?

——It is a felony to end one's own life without an oracle, don't you know?

Lin Qiye was stunned.

oracle?

Suicide is a felony?

Yurina remembered that Lin Qiye had a brain crash, and continued to write on the paper:

—By the way, how old are you? What is the number? As long as you go to the police station to check, you will know the name and family right away, right?

Lin Qiye's eyes became more suspicious.

Seeing Lin Qiye's puzzled eyes, Yurina sighed helplessly, and pulled down her collar a little, revealing a small string of numbers printed on her shoulders: 42857494.

——When everyone is born, they will be numbered by the Pure Land. The number at the beginning is your algebra. I am a fourth-generation citizen, and Grandma He is a second-generation citizen. I think you are a little older than me. It should also be the fourth generation of people.

After reading Yurina's words, Lin Qiye frowned slightly.

Brand each person's body with a number?

This feels...why is it so prison-like? Or is it free-range pasture?

Lin Qiye remembers that in some pastures in Daxia, the cattle and sheep raised by the family will be branded with numbers, so that they can be retrieved after they are lost, and they can also distinguish their own cattle and sheep from other families.

But would it be too much to do this on a human body?

And how do they guarantee that no child is born outside of the hospital? How do they brand all newborns with numbers? What if there is a fish that slips through the net?

Lin Qiye wrote down his doubts on paper.

Yurina stared at Lin Qiye in surprise for a long time, as if in surprise.

But after a while, she still picked up a pen and wrote on the paper:

——From the beginning of the first generation, all women who are expecting to give birth must be brought into the Pure Land, where they will give birth to their children, and then they can leave the Pure Land with the children after two months. It is absolutely impossible for hospitals to help people deliver babies.

——What if someone gave birth secretly in another place?

——Impossible, the number on each person has the function of physical sign detection. Once they enter the pregnancy period, they will be locked by the Pure Land and forcibly introduced into the Pure Land. It starts from one generation of people and continues down from generation to generation, so it is absolutely impossible for someone to avoid the detection of the Pure Land and give birth in a place other than the Pure Land.

Lin Qiye frowned.

——Pure Land, what exactly is it?

Yurina thought for a while, stood up from the ground, went to the cardboard box and rummaged for a while, and took out a Tokyo travel guide book with a sense of age from it.

She put the booklet on the table, pointed to its cover, and said, \"This is the Pure Land.\"

Lin Qiye looked intently, and saw on the cover of the travel brochure, a top view of a neon bright modern city pasted on it, and on the clouds above Tokyo, an astonishingly large silver disc loomed, exuding a faint light. Blue shimmer, like a super flying saucer the size of half a city.

Lin Qiye's eyes were full of shock.

What the hell is this?

Is this a product of technology, or the power of the mysterious side?

—You must have been born here too, but you just forgot.

Yurina held the paper, on which was written such a sentence.

Lin Qiye was completely stunned at the moment.

He seemed to have thought of something, picked up the pen, and quickly wrote something on the paper.

——Are the generations arranged by age or seniority? You are a fourth-generation citizen, your mother is a third-generation citizen, Grandma He is a second-generation citizen, and her predecessor is a first-generation citizen, is that right?

Yurina nodded.

—Of course it is.

——How old is Grandma He this year?

—She is 79 years old.

Lin Qiye's pupils shrunk slightly, as if he had realized something, his brain was spinning rapidly.

If calculated according to the normal age, Grandma Minhe of the second generation is now 79 years old, and her parents, the so-called generation of Min, should be around 100 years old if they are still alive...

A generation of people appeared more than a hundred years ago?

Over a hundred years ago, that wasn't...

Fog falling?

Lin Qiye continued to write on the paper:

——How about a generation of people going up? What happened to the previous generation?

Yurina gave him a strange look.

——It’s gone, the gods created the world and man, it started with a generation of people.

Lin Qiye froze in place.

No?

How could it not?

If the gods were created a hundred years ago, where did Japan come from a hundred years ago? Only a hundred years, can your technology develop to this point? !

——You don’t want to tell me that such a modern city was built within a hundred years, right?

Lin Qiye stretched out his hand and pointed to the neon-bright promotional image in the travel brochure. The Tokyo Tower was brilliant and blurry. The lights of the traffic on the driveway pulled out light trails. In the clouds in the distance, there was a passenger plane looming...

His eyes were solemn and serious.

Yurina blinked, picked up the pen, and wrote a sentence on the paper smoothly:

——These are gifts left by the gods.

Lin Qiye froze in place when he saw these words.

At this moment, there is only one thought left in his mind.

Something is wrong...

This country is very wrong.