Mystery: Chaos Path

Luo Lin didn't speak, only smiled and took a sip of coffee.

He knew it would be difficult for him to drop his mask again in the future, after all, people only believe the truths they want to believe, even if Klein really guessed something, he would most likely choose to avoid it.

After all, if the fact that Lucifer and Gehrman Sparrow are the same person is exposed, it's not just Luo Lin who would suffer a social death!

The deceiver would certainly suffer a social death, but would the deceived be any better off?

Medici, on the other hand, averted his eyes, unable to watch. He really didn't understand what kind of twisted pleasure Luo Lin got from constantly deceiving people while wearing different masks.

Will seemed to have thought of something, looking at Luo Lin and then at Klein, finally lowering his eyes, saying nothing.

As the Mercury Serpent, Will had seen many things and naturally knew certain truths.

But as a smart person, He would definitely say nothing.

"...Let's end this heavy topic here and continue discussing the issue of raising Little Amon. I don't want Amon to come and check the results later and find that we've raised Little Amon to death. That would be too hellish," Luo Lin decided, then pinched his chin and said:

"Also, I've realized we've been overlooking a blind spot. Although Little Amon's growth rate is different from ordinary people, he still needs to learn. Does he know how to read now?"

Hearing this, the people present looked at each other. Klein raised his hand and said, "Little Amon can't understand the newspaper, so he probably doesn't know how to read?"

"Okay, so we have to start from preschool," Luo Lin spread his hands, then looked up at Medici and said, "Little Red Mama, this matter..."

"Don't look at me, I don't have the patience to teach Amon to read," Medici interrupted directly before Luo Lin could finish speaking, saying, "If you're counting on me, you might as well do it yourself. Aren't you a teacher?"

"But I'm not a preschool teacher either!" Luo Lin muttered, finally turning his gaze to Will, smiling and saying, "Will, you restart frequently, you should know a lot about early childhood education?"

Will: ...

No, was the dignified Mercury Serpent supposed to be a kindergarten teacher?

"Please, this is Amon! Don't you want to hear Amon obediently call you Teacher Will?" Luo Lin continued to increase the pressure before Will could refuse.

Will fell silent, because He realized that he was actually a little tempted.

Please, that's Amon!

Which being who has been tormented by Amon could refuse to be Amon's teacher?

What? You ask if Will has been tormented by Amon? Nonsense, of course!

There isn't an angel in this world who hasn't been tormented by Amon.

"I can only try to teach him, whether I can teach him successfully is hard to say," Will said cautiously after thinking for a few seconds.

...

Facts proved that Little Red Mama's prediction was correct. The next day, Little Amon's fever subsided, and he was a lively child again.

However, this liveliness didn't last long before Little Amon wilted again, because his dear Little Red Mama told him that he was already four years old, a big boy, and should go to school.

Then Medici introduced Will, the newly minted early childhood education teacher, to Little Amon, along with learning materials that were even taller than Little Amon.

Even though he had never been to school before, at this moment Little Amon experienced the feelings of the vast number of students, feeling like the sky was falling when he looked at the learning materials in front of him.

"But I can only live for a hundred days, what's the use of learning these?" Little Amon obviously wanted to struggle a bit, raising a question of the soul.

The early childhood educator Will, who was flipping through the teaching plan, glanced at the people next to him. Although he didn't speak, his eyes clearly said, "Is this how you guys are fooling this Amon?"

"You can't say that. As the saying goes, 'If I hear the Dao in the morning, I can die content in the evening.' Learning is a way of life. Whether you can live for a hundred years or only a hundred days, you can't forget to learn," Luo Lin said shamelessly, instead speaking with great confidence:

"Little Amon, haven't you realized that in this family, whether it's me, Klein, Medici, or Azik, none of us have ever stopped learning?"

This was the truth. To say something that might be counterintuitive, even Medici, who seemed to be the least cultured and patient, would usually read newspapers to collect information, read those ancient books to understand those hidden histories, and even study the updated knowledge in the field of mysticism in this era with Azik.

Medici simply didn't like to write things, but that didn't mean he didn't learn.

The others went without saying.

It could be said that the members of this family so far, except for Little Amon, all loved to learn.

Little Amon was stunned for a moment, then frowned, probably recalling the daily lives of the others, and then dejectedly realized that Luo Lin hadn't lied, and what he said seemed to be all facts.

Luo Lin then continued, "Little Amon, do you want to be illiterate?"

"I don't want to be illiterate," Little Amon shook his head, his expression becoming firm, but when he saw the learning materials that were taller than him, his firm expression wavered again. He whispered, "But there's too much..."

"This isn't for you to learn in one day, learn slowly!" Luo Lin said with a smile, and then reached out and rubbed Little Amon's head.

Without a single mistake, a first, a first, an inner, a content, a look, a look!

Klein, who was next to him, curiously pulled out a book from that pile of learning materials, and then froze for a moment.

Because the title of that book was "Das Kapital".

Damn! Where did this come from?

Klein looked at the book in his hand, which was obviously not printed through regular channels, and couldn't help but look up at Luo Lin, asking, "Gehrman, where did this book come from?"

"The old guy dictated it and had someone print it separately. It was just finished yesterday. It was originally prepared to support Little Red's career, but it happened to be just right, so I stuffed a copy into Little Amon's learning materials," Luo Lin replied frankly.

After deciding to use Lucifer's persona to give a speech and brush up his sense of existence, he had been taking the time to do this. Yesterday, when Little Amon was sick, Lucifer wasn't there because he was busy with this.

"...Awesome," Klein didn't know what to say for a moment, and could only use this simple and clear word to express the shock in his heart.

"But is it too early to show this book to Little Amon? Can he understand it?" Klein thought of something again, looked at Little Amon, who was only four years old, and said euphemistically.

"It doesn't matter if he doesn't understand it, it's good to leave an impression. And don't forget, although Little Amon is only four years old today, he will grow up in a few days. Learning this really isn't too early," Luo Lin said with a smile.

Klein was silent for a few seconds, and had to admit that Gehrman was right.

He then flipped through the unfamiliar yet familiar book with a somewhat complicated mood, and couldn't help but be fascinated by it again, even though it wasn't the first time he had seen it.

Luo Lin wasn't surprised to see him so obviously engrossed, after all, when he handed the book to Medici this morning, the other party had almost the same reaction.

Some thoughts, even if they transcend time and space, will still deeply fascinate people.