One rambunctious child can turn a whole family upside down. Now, with ninety-nine children looking for their mothers, it was truly chaotic. Their cries were earth-shattering, like tigers roaring in the mountains, deafening. No matter what you thought, encountering this situation meant peace was out of the question.
"Lin Fan, I can't hold on any longer."
Old Zhang held a child in each arm, another clinging to his back, and still others hugging his legs, pulling at his leg hair. The situation was dire, dangerous, and having a significant impact on his physical and mental well-being.
The ginseng and the demonic rooster were in a similar predicament.
But what could Lin Fan do?
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He couldn't fight against so many children with his two fists alone.
Faced with so many children, he was also powerless, not knowing what to do.
Suddenly, Lin Fan thought of a good idea. He raised his hand, and a gentle breeze blew. It was as if invisible hands lifted the children, swinging them in the air.
Instantly, the crying children stopped their fussing and burst into happy laughter.
"Wee! Flying! Flying!"
"Fun! This is fun!"
Seeing the children happy and no longer crying, Lin Fan smiled with satisfaction. This method was indeed better.
"Lin Fan, you're amazing! Look, the children have stopped crying."
Old Zhang said, finally relaxing. Being surrounded by a group of crying children had nearly driven him to the brink. He was glad Little Bao was well-behaved and obedient. He still preferred Little Bao.
The demonic rooster looked down at its feathers. Those children had tried to pluck them earlier. Fortunately, his feathers were firmly attached; otherwise, he would have suffered a great loss. His only regret was not taking the opportunity to pluck something from the ginseng amidst the chaos.
Lin Fan smiled. "Children like to play, and they all like to fly. What I did was right."
"So, what should we do next?" Old Zhang asked.
"Take them home, of course."
"But do you know where their homes are?"
"Of course, I do."
In situations like this, he should consult the Will. With its guidance, there would definitely be no problem.
Somewhere deep in the mountains...
The Demon Ancestor frowned, looking up at the vast sky. "Yin Hong's Dao is extinguished. Hmph, ridiculous fellow. He hadn't even lived as long as I have and wanted to be on equal footing with me. Such an ignorant child."
"However, your death is not entirely without benefit. It just so happens to strengthen my power."
The Demon Ancestor had interacted with Yin Hong before.
Simply put, they discussed the Dao.
The Demon Ancestor, with his cunning methods, had learned Yin Hong's "Great Fierce Body Refining Method" without Yin Hong's knowledge. However, since Yin Hong had already embarked on this path, the Demon Ancestor hadn't cultivated it himself. His plan was to recover his original body, devour Yin Hong, and directly obtain his cultivated Dao, avoiding the need for lengthy cultivation...
He just hadn't expected someone to do this for him in advance.
Mei looked at the Demon Ancestor uneasily. The aura emanating from him grew stronger and stronger. She wondered, if the Demon Ancestor truly recovered his original body, who could stop him?
Having absorbed Yin Hong's scattered cultivation Dao, the Demon Ancestor seemed satisfied, his mood greatly improved. He kept wondering who had killed Yin Hong.
The "Great Fierce Body Refining Method" was the inheritance of the Starry Sky Demon Ape, a mainstream body refining method that made one's skin thick and flesh tough. Who could kill him?
Forget it.
He couldn't figure it out.
It was better not to dwell on it. It didn't have much to do with him.
Yang City!
The citizens on the streets were stunned by the scene before them. A group of children floated in the air, spinning around. The sight made them nervous, but the children were having a great time.
"We're here."
Lin Fan arrived in front of a breakfast shop. The shop was empty, but unlocked. He pushed the door open and called out, "Hello, is anyone there?"
No one answered.
It remained quiet.
"Hello, is anyone there?"
At this moment, a woman came out from the shop next door. "His family isn't here. This morning, they discovered their child was missing and went out to look for him. I think..."
Suddenly!
The woman covered her mouth, her eyes wide. The neighbor's lost son was standing right there! Then she looked up and saw a group of children floating in the sky, so shocked she didn't know what to say.
"Auntie Zhou, where's my dad?"
Auntie Zhou hurriedly took out her phone, evidently calling the child's family. Her voice was agitated as she told them their child had returned and to come back quickly.
"Where did you run off to, you little rascal? Your parents are frantic." Auntie Zhou breathed a sigh of relief. It was good that he was found. She was quite fond of this little boy. He was mischievous, but cute.
"Auntie, I was taken by bad people. This big brother and grandpa saved me." The child still remembered what had happened.
Auntie Zhou said, "Thank you."
Lin Fan smiled gently. "It's nothing. Anyone would have done the same."
Not long after, two adults came running from afar, looking very anxious. The woman's eyes were red, as if she had been crying.
"Dad! Mom!"
The child waved happily at his parents. After they understood the situation, they thanked Lin Fan profusely. For them, the loss of their child was like the shattering of their family.
After saying goodbye to the child's parents and waving to the child, they continued to take the other children home.
"Honey, he looks so familiar." The man looked at the receding figure, trying to recall who it was.
"I feel the same way."
Suddenly, the man slapped his thigh. "I remember! He's Lin Fan, our God Lin! That's why he looked so familiar."
But when they tried to find him again, Lin Fan was long gone.
The ninety-nine children weren't all from the same city but from various cities. For ordinary people, this would indeed be troublesome, but for Lin Fan, it was simple.
One by one, he delivered the children to their families.
Only the child from Yanhai City remained. Once this child was returned, he could send the rest of the Yanhai children back to their families.
"Lin Fan, this place is so dilapidated." Old Zhang looked at the surroundings. It wasn't even as good as his home in Qingshan.
They had arrived at a wooden shack built under a bridge in the city.
All sorts of scrap was piled around.
It looked like a small garbage dump.
"Grandma, I'm back." The child knocked on the door, but there was no response. It was very quiet.
Lin Fan pushed the door open. The situation inside was clear at a glance: it was empty.
"Where are your parents?" Lin Fan asked.
The child said, "My mom and dad are dead. I've been living with my grandma."
Lin Fan stroked the child's head. He hadn't expected such a tragic story. He then asked the Will where the child's grandmother was. The Will wanted to tell Lin Fan, "I'm not your tool, and I certainly won't provide you with any convenience."
But...
The greater good.
The Will was moved by Lin Fan's kindness and made an exception to help him. It was definitely not because of any threats or anything like that. That didn't exist. As the Will of Heaven and Earth, how could it be swayed?
The Will controlled everything in this world. Every action was within its grasp. Everyone had a thread connected to them, linked to family, friends, and so on.
The child's grandmother was searching aimlessly, holding photos and flyers, asking everyone she met. Although the police had said they were searching, she felt she had to search herself.
Her hunched figure appeared so lost and helpless on the street.
Suddenly, a voice echoed in her mind.
"Go home. Your grandson has returned."
The old grandmother was stunned, as if struck by lightning. Then she ran towards home.
"Grandma!" The child waved, running towards his grandmother.
"Xiao Zhi..." The old grandmother burst into tears upon seeing her lost grandson. Her son and daughter-in-law had died in a car accident, leaving her with only her grandson. If she lost him too, what meaning would life have?
The old grandmother came to Lin Fan and was about to kneel and kowtow in gratitude.
Lin Fan quickly helped her up. "No, no, it was just a small effort."
The child hugged his grandmother's leg and smiled at Lin Fan. Lin Fan smiled back. His smile was warm towards children; after all, he was a warrior of light. How could he not have some special abilities?
Normally, after delivering a child to their family, he would move on to the next. Just as Lin Fan was about to leave, he seemed to remember something.
"Grandma, do you and your grandson live here?" Lin Fan asked.
The white-haired grandmother replied, "Yes."
"This house seems a bit dilapidated. It must be very cold in the winter." Lin Fan asked with concern. He could understand how difficult it was for an elderly person and a child to survive.
The grandmother said, "It's alright. I usually do some repairs."
"Let me buy you a house so you can live more comfortably in the future."
"No, really, there's no need. I'm used to living here. And I'm so grateful that you helped me find my grandson."
Lin Fan smiled and patted the back of the old grandmother's hand. "Grandma, it's alright. A good living environment is very important. And my salary is very high. I don't usually spend money. I just want to be able to help others."
At the sales office...
A move-in ready model.
Lin Fan looked at the bank card linked to his phone, thought for a moment, switched screens, and directly called One-Eyed Man.
He started by saying he wanted to get his salary in advance.
One-Eyed Man, who was extremely busy, normally wouldn't have time, but the caller was Lin Fan. Hearing that Lin Fan wanted an advance on his salary, he was startled.
When he learned... it was to buy a house for someone else...
He was so surprised he felt a surge of excitement.
Could this really be happening?
As for Lin Fan's salary, it was hard to say. Given his status and the things he did, it was no longer something that could be measured by money. If he wanted, the entire country could revolve around him making money.
It was just that Lin Fan didn't care about his salary.
If he did care...
Given his situation, his salary should be calculated daily.
Calculating it monthly would result in such a high sum that paying it would be incredibly painful.
The house was bought.
The old grandmother kept holding Lin Fan's hand, muttering, "How can this be? How can this be..."
Lin Fan waved goodbye, telling the grandmother and child to take care of themselves.
"Lin Fan, you're so kind." Old Zhang said.
Lin Fan smiled. "We don't spend much money, and we have salaries. Being able to help others with our salaries is a very happy thing, isn't it?"
"Yes."