Personality V: I will save everything

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After listening to Carl's explanation, Jack felt like his brain had exploded at that moment.

"Oh, by the way..." Carl looked at the people behind Jack and said, "Mom... the owner of the manor said there are too many people here, so two people have to go back. Who do you think you will choose?"

Everyone looked at each other, and the answer was obvious..................

"Mom and Dad, aren't you going back with us?" Stellan and Inara looked up, their eyes full of confusion and reluctance, and asked Jack and Natasha.

"Sorry, dear. Mom and Dad still have some things to do here. Can you go back first? Grandpa and grandma will stay with you." Qiu Ke said to the children with a smile, with a hint of apology and determination in his eyes.

Stellan and Inara frowned, with worried expressions on their faces. They knew it was dangerous here, but they hoped that their parents could stay with them and return to a safe place together.

"Dad, I want you to go with us..." Stellan whispered, he held Inara's hand tightly, his eyes revealing uneasiness.

"My dears, be good. When we get back, mom will make delicious food for you and tell you stories, okay?" Natasha squatted down and placed her hands on Stellan and Inara's heads, gently stroking their hair. She coaxed the two children gently, trying to ease their anxiety.

Stellan and Inara looked at Natasha with tears in their eyes. They felt their mother's love and warmth, and although they still felt a little lost, they nodded and expressed their willingness to follow their parents' arrangements.

"Okay, Mom, we will be good and obedient...but you must come back soon!" Stellan said sensibly, and Inara nodded in agreement.

Natasha stood up and gently kissed the foreheads of the two children. She knew that this decision might disappoint the children, but she believed that it was also for their safety.

"Don't worry, my dears, we will be home soon. Then, our family will be reunited again." Natasha comforted them. She and Joke looked at each other and saw the determination in each other's eyes.

Stellan and Inara waved goodbye to their parents. Although they were a little reluctant, they still chose to trust their parents' judgment.

They turned and left, their small figures gradually disappearing into the distance.

After watching the children disappear, tears welled up in Natasha's eyes. Jack gently held Natasha's hand and comforted her.

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Faced with a somewhat sad scene, Jack took the initiative to break the silence.

"Let me help you with your luggage, Carl." Jack said, and pulled Carl's suitcase.

"Okay." Carl responded to Jack with a sweet smile.

To be honest, after so many years, Carl is not as annoyed with Jack as he was at the beginning. Although he still dislikes him sometimes, he will still give him face when necessary.

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But Carl's smile looked different in the eyes of the survivors.

"Did the undertaker just now smile?"

"Did I just hallucinate?"

"A group of people are hallucinating together?"

"I think it's an illusion that he can even show his face."

You know, the undertaker wears his mask almost 24 hours a day, except when it is necessary to eat or take a bath.

And given his gloomy, dark, corpse-like appearance, it was really hard to imagine that he could laugh, and laugh in such a bright and sunny way.

Carl turned his head and saw the survivors who were completely different from what he remembered. His first reaction was to grab a handful of candy and walk over.

"Here you go, candy, sweet."

To be honest, if an ordinary child came towards them with a handful of candies, they would definitely feel their hearts melt and would taste each candy very carefully.

But if the person holding the candy is an undertaker, even if he is an undertaker from another world, they will feel that what he is holding is not candy, but poison packaged to look like candy.

Carl looked at everyone with strange expressions and at his own appearance, and felt a little curious, don’t you all... like to eat candy?

"Aesop Carl..." Jack's voice suddenly sounded from behind Carl, "I think...I need to check your luggage."

Carl's body trembled when he heard the sudden voice, but he quickly regained his composure. He slowly turned around and faced Jack, with a barely perceptible nervousness in his eyes.

Carl's luggage actually consisted of two pieces, a suitcase and a large backpack. Jack opened the suitcase first, and inside were just some of Carl's clothes and daily necessities. He rummaged through the items and found nothing unusual.

Then he turned his attention to the large backpack.

After Jack opened the backpack, he was speechless. He took the bottom of the backpack and dumped all the contents onto the floor. With a "swish" sound, it was a big backpack full of candies. Colorful and various candies were scattered all over the floor, forming a colorful candy ocean.

Jack looked at the candies all over the floor, his brows furrowed and his face terribly gloomy.

He turned his head and stared at Karl coldly, with obvious displeasure in his tone: “Do you want to open a candy store here? Or do you not want your teeth anymore?”

Carl lowered his head, not daring to look Jack in the eye. He whispered, “I like sweets, so I brought a lot of candy.”

Jack snorted coldly and continued, "You know that eating too much sugar is bad for your teeth, right?" Carl nodded to show that he understood.

Jack sighed helplessly and said, "Well, since you like candy so much, I can't help it. But remember to eat it in moderation, otherwise your teeth will rot."

Hearing Jack say this, Carl couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was not the worst result he had imagined.

But what Jack said next made Carl feel wronged and wanted to cry. ???

"So I'm confiscating these candies from you."

Carl: (?д?; )

"Wuwuwuwuwu...Brother..." Carl immediately ran to Andrew's arms and asked for comfort. He wanted his brother to give him justice, but...

"Give it up, Carl. I'm on Jack's side this time."

Carl: ??(?′Д｀?)??

Carl turned his head and looked at the other "family members", but everyone's reaction was the same.

"Karl, you really can't eat too much sugar."

"You really need to take care of your teeth."

"Although I don't like Jack as a person, I agree with his approach."

Carl: ??(?≧□≦?)??

Finally, Carl had no choice but to find a way to solve the source of the problem. He didn't want to show a wronged look in Jack's arms. This was his common trick, and it worked every time. ,,?^?,,

But unfortunately, it really didn’t work this time.

"Give up, Carl. You've been using this trick since you were a baby. After so many years, I've become immune to it."

“Wuwuwuwua ...

Finally, Carl was out of tricks. He was so angry that he kept hitting Jack with his fists, but Jack was not angry either. He simply picked Carl up, carried Carl's luggage in one hand and Carl in the other, and took him away.

The others who were left here alone were faced with the candies all over the floor.

"Ah..." Qiu Ke sighed, then squatted down and began to pick up the candies scattered on the ground. "You said that Carl is so old, why is he still like a child?"

"................." Joke's words successfully made Kreacher squint his eyes, frown, and look at him with an indescribable look, "Don't you realize that you are one of the roots of the problem?" (=_=)

"Ah? (;一_一)?"

"Do you really want me to prove it to you? Come on, come on, come on! Look! What is this?"

Kreacher reached into Jack's pocket without hesitation, and sure enough, he grabbed a handful of candy.

Some people may ask, aren't they just picking up the candies on the ground? Is there anything wrong with having candies in your pocket?

Haha, did you forget that Carl's backpack with candies is also here? If they want to clean up the candies on the ground, they can just put the candies in their backpacks. Why do they have to put them in their pockets? And they put a lot of them in.

"Do you see clearly?" Kreacher picked up a lollipop at random, held it in front of Jack and said, "This is the root of the problem."

After saying that, Kreacher unwrapped the lollipop and stuffed it into his mouth.

Really.......

Although Kreacher, as the director of an orphanage, dotes on the children, he never compromises when it comes to "principles". It is not a good thing to spoil the children too much.

"You're a grown man, and you're stealing candy from a kid?" Lydia suddenly said this.

"What?" Kreacher pulled the lollipop out of his mouth, then looked at Lydia and said, "They are all confiscated candies, so what's wrong with me eating one?"

"So you will never return what you have confiscated from the orphans?"

Lydia's words successfully left Kreacher speechless.

"Oh, okay, okay, okay, just consider it as I owe Carl a candy." Kreacher rubbed his head, making his already messy hair even more messy. He hated dealing with this kind of thing the most.

"Oh, by the way, speaking of confiscation..." Kreacher thought of something, and stretched out his hand in Andrew's direction, "Do you want to hand it over yourself, or do you want me to search it myself?"

Andrew rolled his eyes in dissatisfaction, then slowly stood up.

Then the survivors around him watched as Andrew took out all kinds of candies from his pockets like a magic trick.

No, his pockets didn't feel bulging at all. How did he take out so many candies? Where did they come from?!

However, the matter was not over yet. Andrew seemed to find it too troublesome to take the candies out of his pocket one by one, so he simply stood on one foot and jumped back and forth several times, and all the candies on his body fell off.

Seeing the candies falling from Andrew gradually gathering into a small hill, the eyes of the survivors around him almost popped out of their sockets.

Of course, apart from the Air Force, she already knew Andrew's identity a long time ago, so she didn't find it strange at all about this magic trick.

But what made her feel strange was the way Karl called Andrew just now. He called Andrew "brother".

Although the Air Force had already discovered it, it seemed that the children in the other manor would call their elders, or when their peers addressed each other, they would add "brother" and "sister", or call them "dad" and "mom" like Robbie did.

Although this may also be the explanation for Carl's address just now, judging from the fact that his first reaction after being wronged was to rush towards Andrew...you should pay more attention to him.

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the other side,

Jack carried Carl until they reached an empty corridor, then he spoke.

"Okay? Carl, how long are you going to pretend?"

Upon hearing this, Karl immediately stopped crying and making a fuss and became quiet.

Well, Carl was a little sad about having all his candies confiscated, but not to the point of making a scene like he is now.

In fact, it was just a play he performed in cooperation with Jack.

When he offered the candies to his uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters from another world, but they refused to accept them, Carl finally realized what was going on.

After so many years of getting along, or in other words, Carl has been with Jack since he was a baby, how is it possible that there is no tacit understanding between the two of them?

"We really look like father and son now, don't we?"

Jack had already changed his posture. He no longer carried Carl while walking, but held him with one hand.

"If you didn't have such disgusting and unreasonable thoughts about my mother, I might reluctantly treat you as a non-blood-related stepfather."