How can one become an immortal with such laziness?

"Do you accept it or not?"

"whispering sound."

The sloth pursed its lips and turned its head away.

"A real pain in the neck."

Hongli: "???"

"As expected, saying so much was useless!"

Hong Li raised her hand, her face fierce.

"It seems that might makes the right decision!"

"Ah!"

The sloth gave a soft hum.

"We will not yield to force! Don't even think about it..."

"click"

A crack suddenly appeared in the space in front of the sloth's neck.

"exile!"

Hongli quickly smoothed out the crack.

The sloth paused for a moment, then fell silent, lowering its head to follow Hei Yang Hong Li's shadow.

"Phew, I've saved the otter's life again."

Hong Li wiped away non-existent beads of sweat, revealing a compassionate expression.

"I feel like I have 999 merits constantly appearing above my head. I'm such a good girl."

"I have to say something about that."

Hei Yang is telling the truth.

"First of all, regardless of where laziness came from, she is a stowaway who is a threat to the world, so the Aerial World itself wants to kill her."

Secondly, as residents of the roaming world, we should stand on the side of the world.

Therefore, strictly speaking, what you just did was not an act of justice.

"Ah this!"

Hongli instantly felt the plus sign above her head fall down and turn into a minus sign.

"So I have 999 merit points above my head?!"

"Hmm, Hong Li, the traitor of the Aerial Realm!"

"Hey, hey, I'm not! It was all your doing, Hei Yang, that got me hooked!"

"Don't make false accusations! I don't know anything about it, and I didn't do anything."

"You dare to do it but not admit it, huh..."

[Hongli: This is tough. I just calmed her down, and now she's scared into becoming withdrawn again.]

[Hongli: Seriously, does our chatter really distract her?]

[Black Sun: We need to resolve the conflict between our desire for her to live and the fact that the Aoyou Realm doesn't want her to live. I think that's the most urgent thing to do. Everything else can wait.]

[Hongli: That's true. Are you helping her because you feel a bit empathetic?]

Black Sun: Lazy, lonely, rejected by the world, feels like he could die at any moment, and doesn't know what the meaning of life is.

If my parents didn't hug me, would I end up like her?

[Hongli: Nonsense, you still have me!]

[Black Sun: It wasn't there then.]

[Hongli: Ah, right...]

[Hongli: Anyway, you have it now!]

[Hongli: Sigh, it's just that my sleep time was sacrificed innocently.]

[Heiyang: Go back to sleep, I can read you a story to lull you to sleep.]

[Hongli: Hey, I'm not a little girl anymore!]

[Hongli: That's why you should recite it more often for it to work!]

[Hongli: Besides, it's already dawn.]

"Oh oh oh!"

The sound of dawn breaking echoed through the city.

"That's Xiao Ri's cry."

"You can tell from that?"

"You've heard it so many times! It's okay, you can do it too someday."

"Hmm, something's not right with you?"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 288: The elderly couple were full of energy, jumping and skipping around; the teenagers had dark circles under their eyes and were too lazy to get out of bed.

“It won’t work. Your situations are too different from hers. I can tell you that with absolute certainty.”

As her retirement date draws ever closer, Meng Po's enthusiasm is growing stronger.

My back doesn't ache anymore, my legs don't hurt anymore, and I even hum a little tune that I can't understand while cooking soup.

She glanced at Hei Yang, who looked embarrassed, smiled, shook her head, and explained to him.

"You have been reincarnated, abandoning everything from your previous life, leaving only your memories."

That's why I was able to help you within the rules, making you a "local" and directly changing your nationality.

But regarding that little one you mentioned, she's wearing...she's an illegal immigrant, what can I do about it?"

"So what I'm saying is, we can't just have a sip of soup or anything like that, we have to make sure her status is legal..."

Hei Yang scratched his head.

"Can't we at least let her wash herself in the River of Oblivion and clear her name?"

"Trying to clear your name? Grandma's noticed something. You two, kid and that girl, what are you talking about..."

Meng Po frowned, hesitated for a moment, then nodded firmly.

"Yes, that's right. Your choice of words and sentence structure always has a kind of illegal and criminal feel to it!"

Wait, let Grandma check if you have a criminal record.

"what?"

Hei Yang's lips twitched, and he said speechlessly, "You're just wasting your time. How could I possibly have a criminal record that could be found out?"

"So you're saying the money laundering service you found is very professional?"

A glint of light flashed in Meng Po's eyes.

"Resist and you will be punished severely; confess and you will be treated leniently. Tell the truth!"

"Of course I specialize in... Pshaw!! What?!"

Hei Yang couldn't help but shout, "What do you mean I'm a professional at whitewashing? I've been clean from beginning to end, okay!"

"I, for one, have reservations about this."

Meng Po glanced at Hei Yang suspiciously.

"After all, you sound like a very experienced repeat offender."

"Oh dear, please stop teasing me."

Hei Yang waved his hand helplessly.

"I was wrong, I was wrong. I shouldn't have avoided Grandma Meng, and I shouldn't have only thought of coming to you when there was a problem. I repent, I confess my sins!"

"You know that too."

Meng Po rolled her eyes and laughed, scolding, "You brat, you always run away like you're avoiding a plague god. Do you two dislike me that much?"

"Ah this..."

Hei Yang's smile froze. He pointed to the long line of his companions on the Bridge of Helplessness outside, his face full of resentment.

"Look around, besides me, how many other living people come here every day?"

"Don't talk nonsense."

Meng Po slowly ladled out the soup.

"Even the dead don't come here every day. People usually only come once every few decades. You're more ghostly than a ghost."