Deducing Godhood from the Fetal Stage

Chapter 88 Cutting in Line

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Jiang Ren dropped the balloon, ran over and squatted down, his hands trembling as he searched and examined the two children from head to toe.

"Let me see! Are you hurt anywhere? Jiajia? Ayun? Oh my god, it's all my fault, I shouldn't have left you here—"

"No! Pot! Throw! Bang—!" Hao Jiajia excitedly made a motion of picking up a stone and throwing it, imitating the sound of a heavy object hitting the ground.

Jiang Ren listened to his daughter's incoherent description and looked at the claw marks on the ground until he confirmed that neither of them had been injured at all.

She hugged the two children tightly, her voice trembling with tears, "Thank goodness you're alright—Ah Yun, Jia Jia, were you terrified? Thank goodness someone helped—"

She was overwhelmed with fear and self-blame. Even knowing that Jiang Yun was practicing martial arts, she simply couldn't connect the beautifully sculpted nephew in front of her with the expert who could send ferocious beasts flying.

They assumed it was just a coincidence that a martial artist had stepped in to help.

"No. Balloons—"

Jiang Yun peeked out from her arms, pointed to the blue balloon floating in mid-air, and reached out to catch the string that floated back, comforting her with his actions.

Seeing that the two children were indeed alright, Jiang Ren's heart, which had been in her throat, finally settled down a little, but the lingering fear still made her weak all over.

She hugged the two children tightly in her arms, and it took her a long time to recover. She couldn't say a word.

Finally, carrying one in each arm, she skillfully squeezed through the crowd. "Let's go, let's hurry, don't be late, the testing center starts queuing at 10 o'clock."

The hovercar took off again and merged into the low-altitude airway.

Jiang Ren was still shaken the whole way, holding the two children tightly and muttering things like, "I'll never leave you by the roadside again," and "What if that dog hadn't been knocked away?"

Hao Jiajia, on the other hand, was completely carefree. She held the string of the pink dolphin balloon in one hand and patted the car window with the other, making "waaaaa" noises incessantly.

Jiang Yun leaned against Jiang Ren's chest and closed her eyes to rest.

Twenty minutes later, the hovercar landed.

Imperial Star Extraordinary Person Registration and Protection Center.

A vast white building complex, its exterior walls covered with flowing pale gold spiritual patterns, and a holographic plaque jointly signed by the Imperial Academy of Sciences and the military floating above the main entrance.

There were quite a few people at the entrance, but the order was well maintained, with a uniformed security guard standing guard every ten meters.

Jiang Ren carried Hao Jiajia and led Jiang Yun into the hall.

The hall had an extremely high ceiling, with a rotating star map projection on the dome. The floor was made of warm, milky-white spirit stone. Dozens of windows and waiting areas were distributed around the hall, and the electronic call screens displayed a dense array of queue information.

Wow, there are so many people!

Jiang Ren stood on tiptoe and peered inside. "Uncle said to go through the B3 passage, the preschool-specific assessment area—it's over there!"

She led her two children through the hall to a relatively quiet side hall.

There were significantly fewer people queuing here, but each group consisted of adults with children, ranging from three- or four-year-old infants to seven- or eight-year-old toddlers.

Jiang Ren took the number, B3-047.

There are eleven more groups ahead of us.

"Come, sit here and wait." She sat down on the soft chair in the waiting area, put Hao Jiajia on her lap, and Jiang Yun sat next to her.

I waited for about ten minutes.

"Get out of the way! Don't block the way!"

A sharp female voice came from the end of the corridor, loud enough to be heard throughout the entire side hall.

Jiang Yun looked up.

A middle-aged woman in her forties, with exaggeratedly curly hair and dressed in overly contrived designer clothes, was pulling a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy forward.

The boy was tall and thin, with delicate features but a stiff expression. His ears were red, and he was being held by the arm by his mother, wishing he could shrink into a crack in the ground.

"My son is an A-grade Soul! A-grade! Don't you understand? We still have to wait in line?" the woman yelled at the receptionist. "We traveled for three days by ship from another star system! Can't you make an exception for us?!"

The staff member, with a professional smile, said, "Ma'am, an A-level soul is considered excellent, but our center's specialized assessment process for young children is based on the order of registration."

"What do you mean by order! My son is almost sixteen, and it'll expire if we don't get it verified soon! Your efficiency is appalling!"

"Mom!" the boy finally couldn't hold back any longer, his voice trembling low, "Stop arguing, fine, let's line up—"

"Shut up! I'm only doing this for your own good!" The woman shook off her son's hand and turned to push her way to the front of the queue.

Jiang Yun glanced at the entry above the boy's head.

[Student transition: Junior high school student]

【LifeSoul: Operations and Maintenance Optimization (A)】

A-grade life soul, indeed quite good.

He'd be considered a genius among ordinary people. But on the Imperial Star, a place teeming with monsters, being an A-rank is just average.

His mother's titles were: [Third-Tier Servant: Entrepreneur's Wife] and [Great Perfection of the Containment Realm (First Realm of Cultivation)]

The woman squeezed to the front of the line and stood directly in front of the next group of parents who were about to enter.

"We'll go first! My son is from another galaxy!"

The parent whose line was cut off frowned, but seeing her fierce demeanor, hesitated for a moment and remained silent.

The people behind started whispering.

Jiang Ren frowned, but didn't say anything. He just pulled Hao Jiajia closer to him.

However, after the woman settled down, she seemed unsatisfied, feeling her position wasn't forward enough, and took two steps back to adjust her stance. "Hey!"

Her large buttocks bumped directly into Jiang Ren's shoulder.

Caught off guard, Jiang Ren staggered. Hao Jiajia, whom he was holding, was thrown off her chair by the impact, her small body sliding off the edge and tumbling to the ground with a "thud".

"Waaa I"

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The crying exploded instantly.

"Jiajia!" Jiang Ren's face turned pale as he bent down to hug his daughter.

The woman's handbag strap grazed Jiang Yun's face as it swung, leaving a faint red mark on his left cheek from the rough metal buckle.

Jiang Yun narrowed her eyes.

He looked down at Hao Jiajia, who was lying on the ground wailing and crying, her knees slightly bruised.

He glanced at the woman's entry on "The First Realm of Nurturing the Dao," then kicked off the bench and slid down.

The woman, dragging her son along, continued to push forward, completely unaware that she had bumped into someone. Jiang Yun caught up in two steps and precisely placed her small hand on the outside of the woman's calf.

[Strength Control (Green)], [Muscle Enhancement (Green)]

"Ouch!"

"Thump!"

The woman stumbled and fell to one knee, her handbag flying out and scattering its contents all over the ground.

"ah!!"

She screamed, turned around and glared, her eyes scanning the surroundings. There were no adults standing behind her.

There was only one baby who looked about one or two years old, standing there, staring at her expressionlessly.

"You, you—"

She stared at Jiang Yun in disbelief, then her gaze fell on a small red mark on her knee, and her face instantly turned blank.

She asked uncertainly, "Did you push me?!"

"Isn't that outrageous?"

Someone angrily took out their phone and said, "It's unbelievable now, people are even making false accusations against one- or two-year-old children!"

'

Jiang Yun didn't say a word, turned around and walked back to the bench, squatted down and checked Hao Jiajia's knees.

Hao Jiajia was still crying, but when she saw "Guoguo" coming, she instinctively reached out to hug him.

"It's okay." Jiang Yun patted her back.

You like to be unreasonable, huh? Then be unreasonable.

Let's see who is more like a vulnerable group.