How to beat a white flower

"Can five million make you so excited?"

Kong Shiyu who said this changed his words immediately after getting the underwater working device, virus program and firewall.

"You're right, whoever takes action against Miss Serra is against us."

"Don't put gold on your face..." Holding the phone with two fingers, Fu Heisher happily chose another ticket, "According to the agreement, I will be eight, and you will be two."

"no problem……"

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Accepting Sierra's chocolate almond cake, there was a temporary truce between the two of them.

Neither Xia Youjie nor Nitzi are sweet lovers, so the seemingly plentiful desserts ended up in the stomachs of Sera and Gojo Satoru.

"Is it true that you will not consume too much sugar?"

He was genuinely concerned.

"Compared to this..." Nitro looked at his phone aside, "Mr. Ye Moth said that you left the assistant supervisor and ran away with him today?"

"And the two of you, did you leave the "account" for the mission? "

The three people who were asked all turned their heads, showing expressions that had nothing to do with them.

As long as you haven't been approached, it doesn't happen.

Serra wrote the report under the direction of three people, mainly Nitro.

"Do you want to release the "account"? "

"The level of the curse spirit at the scene... I don't know, it was burned directly..." Sera frowned slightly, "But that curse spirit seems to be able to speak human language."

"This kind of thing usually needs to go up to the second level." Nitro thought.

"Um……"

Sera obediently filled out the report.

Gojo Satoru folded a paper airplane with the report paper, "Why are you so obedient?"

Puzzled, he flew the paper airplane towards Serra.

It was then burned to ashes five centimeters in front of Serra.

"My plane!"

Gojo Satoru directly reached out to catch the pitiful wisps of fly ash.

Sera withdrew the blazing red flames, and glanced at the ashes floating slightly on Gojo Satoru's palm.

He should have covered his hands with a layer of no lower limit just now to pass through the terribly hot red flames.

"You are too messy."

"Because I'm curious about Sister Sera's spells..." He pulled off his sunglasses and looked straight at Sera, "This is the first time I've seen such a variety of spells."

The one with six eyes shows his abilities without hesitation.

"Obviously already very strong, why do you still care about other people's "restraint"? "

Xia Youjie and Nitro also looked over.

"I'm also a little curious..." Xia Youjie turned his head, "Sister Sierra, you said that you would promise anything if you only asked for it?"

"As a result, yes."

"This kind of thing is completely unreasonable!" Nitzi complained, "Could it be that if a heinous guy asks you to save him, will you help?"

"No way?"

Sierra rolled her eyes.

Xia Youjie opened his eyes and frowned, "If ability corresponds to responsibility, this is completely beyond the scope of responsibility."

"Conjurers should protect non-conjurers. This is because they do not have the strength to protect themselves, and conjurers have corresponding responsibilities. Sister Sera, do you regard human beings as your responsibility?"

Hearing this, Gojo Gojo vomited and rolled his eyes.

"What's the matter, I'm going to vomit."

"It's not a responsibility..." Sera's eyes also flashed a trace of confusion, "It's a debt."

That's what Selah's mother told Selah when she was very young.

"You are very smart and very talented." The blond woman would put her arms around the thin shoulders of her little daughter and sit beside her, "Selah, you have to know that everything has a price, and your talent is An inborn gift. But if left unchecked, it can also become a dagger against yourself."

The girl's green eyes are ancient and unwavering, and her plain white face looks like a doll that can't move at first glance.But the blond woman knew that her daughter could understand.

She is an excellent biologist, and there are many called "geniuses" in her circle.But there are as many falling stars as there are shining stars.

And her daughter is more "genius" than any "genius" she has ever seen.

So she has more worries in her heart than any mother, and she even has a premonition.

If she can't guide Sera to the right path...it will be destroyed, not only Sera.

So she put Sierra in school like everyone else, in the hope that she would be able to interact more with people, if only to make some connections.

"Serra, you can't call everyone a goldfish. Even the stupidest people have their own emotions and sorrows."

"But what does that have to do with me?"

Sera's mind is better than the average person's, and the rebellious period seems to have come earlier. She used to obey her mother most of the time, but recently she has become bored.

Tired of being in a room with a group of goldfish who can't understand themselves every day, tired of the same boring knowledge in class, tired of... boring world.

No matter what her mother told her about the importance of connecting with ordinary people, Sierra just couldn't understand it.

Obviously just a group of goldfish.

They have a hard time understanding wave-particle duality, let alone distractions like condensed matter theory, plasma theory, quantum field theory, and quantum mechanics.

Sierra couldn't understand.

But she soon ran out of time to understand.

On the way to an academic conference in England, Sierra's parents are involved in a car accident.

When Sierra and Spana arrived, their father died on the spot, while their mother had been sent to the ICU.

"Let my child in."

The face was still covered with an oxygen mask, but Sera's mother told the medical staff, "I understand my situation myself, so don't do any more useless work."

"Serra, I know you understand my request..." The hand, which is as white as Selah, is now weak and feeble, stroking Selah's face, "Just treat it as my mother's last wish, okay? If someone asks What are you doing...promise them, Sela."

Her hands had already dropped, and Sera's green eyes were still puzzled, but she still nodded.

After getting affirmation, Sera's mother slowly showed a smile.

"Sera...you are very smart, or rather, too smart. For ordinary people, your intelligence is too scary...Don't get me wrong, my mother has always been very proud to have a daughter like you."

"Wisdom can also be transformed into strength, Sera, it is very difficult for ordinary people to hurt others, but for you...it is easy, so mother hopes that you...don't refuse others' help at any time, okay?"

As if trying her best to finish the sentence, Selah's mother waited until Selah responded to her before closing her eyes.

The instrument next to it made a long beep.

Spana patted Serra's head.

"We should go out."

That year, Serra was 12 years old, and Spana was also 12 years old.

When Serra was 13, she might not have lived up to her mother's original expectations.But I still keep the rule of "don't refuse others' help" firmly in my heart.

The teachers at the school would say, "Serra, help the school enter a contest."

The classmate would say, "Could Sierra lend us the answer, please!"

There were so many unsolvable things that people couldn't solve, but it was so easy for Sera, so she gradually didn't care.

Only the rain-soaked puppies met on the side of the road, even if they were shivering from the cold, would not bark at Sierra for help, but would whimper and rub against Sera when she stretched her hand.

Sera stood in front of it for a long time, but the puppy didn't ask her for help until she left.

Later, Sierra found the puppy frozen to death in a winter alley.

Liability connects two parties, whereas a debt without a creditor is the business of one person.

"There is some truth to what you said..." Xia Youjie braced his face, "But it's better for Sister Sierra to choose to agree?"

"I'm just too lazy to tell the difference between humans... they're all similar goldfish anyway."

"What an arrogant word."

Gojo Satoru took back his sunglasses from Glass.

"Only what comes out of your mouth is not convincing at all."

Nitro complains...

"But since it's Serra's own choice, it's fine..." She put away Serra's finished report, "Being a good person is better than being a scum."

Gojo Wu, Xia Youjie: It has been connoted.

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"Astroplasma?"

"Death is doomed from birth..." Sera curled her lips, "Neon's magic world is really incompetent."

On the mobile phone, Gojo Satoru sent a photo of Zhang and the Curser who was beaten up with a black nose and a swollen face.

"Who says it's not." Nitro raised his hands in support.

"Stop talking big there..." Noctua pushed open the door, "Sela, the second-level conjurer, you also have to help."

"Ah, she doesn't have much ability, but she is very capable of manipulating people." Sera stood up with a cold face, and Nitroz spoke out for her.

"That's the way to go."

Serra heads out with a lollipop in her mouth.

There are no Kusanagi's parfaits or Spana's lollipops here.

To be honest, she actually started to miss those tastes.Although Serra, who is only 13 years old, just received those memories, it was like watching a long movie with herself as the main character.

It turns out that I will be like this too.

She was quite interested in that guy named "Bai Lan".

AIRPORT……

"senior?"

"Hello, senior."

Haibara Yuu and Nanami Taketo greeted Sera.

"Hey! Senior is so small!" Haibara Yuo stared at Sera in surprise, "It looks younger than me."

"My body is only 13 years old, and it is indeed younger than you."

Fortunately, the 13-year-old just passed the standard for children's tickets.

Sierra quietly let out a sigh of relief when checking in for the plane.

"Senior, senior! Our seats are here!"

Haibara quickly accepted the setting of "a 13-year-old girl is his senior", and waved his hand to Sera beside the serious Nanami.

To be honest, he is the sunniest conjurer Sierra has ever seen, and he is a goldfish that can spit bubbles.

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