In the end, Jia Luo left the principal's office as if fleeing.

As soon as Jia Luo left, the smile on the principal's face collapsed, with a look of remorse.

"It was almost enough for this professor to sign this 300-year contract."

300? !

If Jia Luo knew, his face would turn green into a silly face. Even if you make him a superman, he won't be able to live for 300 years!

……

……

Although it took a little time, Jia Luo still found an opportunity to make up the lessons that were left behind.

Although the number of students attending the class dropped sharply, fortunately, nothing happened after that, at least not a big one.

In the last class, I saw that most of the students were seriously injured, and only a few students were still awake.

Jia Luo couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Why can't you come back after recovering from your illness!"

After the matter was over, Jia Luo was ready to leave Mida and return to Chiba.

Jia Luo left the teleportation array at Mida's house. Although the Queen's teleportation array is not as powerful as the Demon Lord's, the restrictions are much less, at least there is no need to search for spiritual veins.

With the teleportation array, if the giant girl has anything to do, she can also be teleported here.

Of course, here is something to pay attention to. It is during the daytime in the United States and at night in Japan. A giant appeared in Chiba. I am afraid that someone with an open mind will accidentally see it and think that Godzilla is coming to Tokyo again. .

Enter the teleportation array.

The scene in front of him became his own home.

Jia Luo exhaled a breath. At this time, most people would talk about the taste of home, but he subconsciously sighed: "The smell of safety."

At least, this place has only been bombed once.

Jia Luo didn't realize that his own safety pursuit was getting lower and lower.

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Author's message:

PS1, speaking of it, it feels like the protagonist hasn't been to school for a long time.

Chapter 620 The Gradually Forgotten Setting

safe taste?

Looking at this ordinary two-storey house with a courtyard, the expressions of the audience gentlemen suddenly became strange.

I don't know if their ears have an illusion, they actually heard the protagonist say that there is a sense of safety here.

It’s fine if it’s someone else, after all, the home gives people the most sense of security, and this sentence is basically true for most people.

After all, the harbor of the soul.

However, for the cowardice of the protagonist...

How could he feel safe in such a house that couldn't stop the holy monk's punch, and looked like it was going to be blown up at any moment? !

While the spectators were still in astonishment.

A group of people have already entered the house.

Jia Luo said that he still had something to do, so he took Mr. Ke straight back to his room to put some things, such as Mr. Mozun.

Mr. Ke lay back in the fish tank comfortably, and the little guy now felt that the fish tank was his little home.

Once back to the fish tank, it feels like returning home, very comfortable.

It didn't take long before it retracted to the city of Raliyah at the bottom of the fish tank.

"Master Mozun, we are finally back."

Jia Luo talked with Mozun emotionally.

Mozun snorted coldly, disdainful to talk to this guy.

Jia Luo didn't care, he just sighed, and then put the magic respect back.

In the bedroom, while Jia Luo was busy, he noticed strangely that the barrage in front of him was still discussing what he said just now and the barrage of your words.

What is there to discuss?

Jia Luo was a little speechless for a moment, so he stopped what he was doing and looked at the barrage carefully.

"Is this the sky falling? The protagonist can say it's safe?"

"The main character suddenly swelled?"

"I seem to be hearing auditory hallucinations, it's incredible!"

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The lords in the audience chattered barrage, and the astonishment in their hearts was beyond words.

However, it's not that the audience masters are hurting the protagonist.

They were all genuinely puzzled.

Because the viewers are sure of one thing.

For a person like the protagonist, not to mention that such a house can give him a sense of security, even if you give him the same security as the president of the United States, he will definitely not feel at ease.

And the viewers can bet that the protagonist will look dissatisfied, shaking his head and saying: This kind of protection is not good, it's too weak, what's the use of a few scumbag agents.

In fact it is.

According to the protagonist's ability to do things, I really want to provide him with protection:

To put it bluntly, the minimum standard is not a harbor for the soul, but a real interstellar fortress-level base.

This is the spiritual harbor that belongs to the protagonist.

As for going to the top, the more advanced ones should be in the fields of soft science fiction, fantasy, and magic.

For example, protections such as causal barriers, space-time shields, and logical distortions.

Of course, considering the cowardly appearance of the protagonist, maybe none of these will satisfy him...

Well, let the protagonist say that it is safe...

I am afraid that what is needed is the existence of the Silhouette Man (the Immemorial Immortal) to come to his door in person and watch the door for him 24 hours a day.

But obviously, this is a dream.

That said, the conclusion is obvious:

Is the protagonist's brain suddenly broken because of something big?

"You're out of your mind! And..."

Jia Luo glanced at the barrage.

"Am I so unbearable in your hearts?"

The corners of Jia Luo's mouth twitched, and he suddenly felt speechless. He said something safe, and the lords in the audience started their routines fiercely.

And he also felt that the protagonist was inflated, or drank fake wine, and his mind became stupid.

"I didn't get bloated, I didn't drink fake wine, and I didn't become stupid..."

Jia Luo waved his hand, thinking what the hell is this!

Seeing the lords in the audience chattering about this, they almost blocked his sight. Although Jia Luo didn't want to say anything more, he could only wave his hands and explained helplessly:

Indeed, he used to think deeply, or think hard:

Where in the world is a safe place?

Then, in a very distant time (only a few months ago when he died), he once felt that there were too many monsters on the earth and they were too dangerous.

There are not only cultists but also various unscientific supernatural beings, which is simply hellish.

He secretly made up his mind (it's called secretly, but it's a matter of course and shamelessly showing his intimidation in front of the audience) and made up his mind that he must accumulate points and exchange them for a spaceship to escape to an alien planet.

However, looking back now, it really makes people laugh.

I also feel how naive I was at the time, thinking that going to an alien planet can avoid messing with these unprovoked guys on earth.

Let’s not talk about whether you can avoid the guys on the earth, let’s say that the terrifying existence of aliens is more unprovoked than the earth, such as Her Majesty the Queen.

After experiencing so many storms and going to alien planets a few times, Jia Luo is no longer the naive and childish Mengxin in the past.

He has fully understood:

No matter on the earth or in the universe, there is no absolutely safe place.

Safety is only relatively speaking...or to put it more accurately, as long as you feel safe, then don't care if things happen or not, at least...you will feel an incomparable sense of security before things happen.

As for what to do after the incident happened, it is naturally left to the self after the incident to think about it.

Therefore, feeling safe is more important than possibly being safe, because safety is a metaphysical proposition, and what matters is how you feel.

"To sum up, as long as you feel at ease, there is no paradise."

Gallo said naturally.

The gentlemen in the audience were speechless after hearing this, and they actually felt that what the protagonist said made some sense.

Anyway, there is that hanging look everywhere, so why not treat home as the safest place, this kind of spirit of Ah Q and Ah Dou can't help but make the audience secretly admire.

As expected of the protagonist, he is still such a salty fish.

"Also, I don't know if it's an illusion. When I return to this room, I really want to feel the breath of youth everywhere, making me seem to be far away from those right and wrong."

Jia Luo also lowered his head a little strangely, murmuring to himself.

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