But Alola just rolled her eyes and continued, "Why does it seem like you’re siding with them? If I have a conflict with that kid, would you blindly help the kid?"

"Of course! If Xue has a conflict with you, it must be your problem," Old Barak replied without hesitation.

The Female Pope rolled her eyes too, but after a long time, she finally said, "Actually, I don’t know if I truly like that kid. I’ve passed the age of falling head over heels in love with someone."

"It’s probably just a kind of sympathy and gratitude for being saved. When you’re at your most helpless and desperate, having someone stand unconditionally in front of you, I think any woman would be unable to refuse such a boy..."

"However, like a famous saying in this world, admiration is the farthest distance from understanding. I don’t know how long I can maintain it when this admiration and gratitude turn into the mundane affairs and disenchantment of married life." She had really seriously thought about these things.

After all, even for someone at a Legendary Level, her age was quite mature.

No longer like a young girl who can pursue recklessly without considering the future, she contemplated many future and interpersonal things. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

Old Barak also fell silent. He really hoped he could have great-grandchildren, especially children of his granddaughter and Xue Dili.

But eventually, he sighed and said, "Sorry, Alola."

"Hmm, I accept your apology. I’m not young anymore; it’s time to start considering how to be a good wife and mother," the Female Pope said on the roadside, talking to the old man beside her, "as long as you don’t blindly support that kid when we quarrel or bicker in the future."

"That won’t do. Why would you want to upset Xue?" Old Barak hurriedly exclaimed.

Alola rolled her eyes.

The light turned green, and they hurried towards Xue Family Bridge Village. The old man continued, "How much farther?"

"38 kilometers; we should arrive before dark," she said, looking at her phone’s navigation.

...

Meanwhile, at Xue Dili’s home, Fafnir asked, "Auntie, how do you make braised potatoes?"

The aunt taught the child step by step how to cook and also told her what Xue Dili liked and disliked to eat.

"Pay close attention, Ah Xue doesn’t like fish, but he likes small dried fish. It might seem strange to you, but that’s his taste. He likes foods he can eat directly, without bones, spines, or anything, and with a bit of sweetness. So, although he doesn’t like fish, if you make sweet and sour small dried fish, he would eat a big bowl," she said, putting two pieces of rock sugar in the braised potatoes.

"If there’s no sugar, pouring some cola in will do, too; he likes it that way,"

"Oh!" Fafnir diligently took notes, feeling more hardworking than before a college entrance exam.

Later, she planned to personally cook a lunch for the teacher.

The system had already prompted that cooking by herself would increase the teacher’s favorability by +1!

As for Xue Dili at that moment, he was completely unaware that the arrangement his mother made for him was already like an all-encompassing net.

He was watching Ultraman Tiga with the silly Miss Witch beside him,

The scenes made the girl from the Otherworld frown, clench her teeth, and then let out a long sigh.

"Are you fooling me with some children’s story?" Miss Witch muttered in a low voice.

"How could that be? This is my world, a world without Evil Ghosts," Xue Dili said.

"But how can a world plagued by monsters every few days, with Kilie Rod People and strange aliens invading, reach a population of 8.3 billion?" Miss Witch leaned back in disbelief.

Especially when her gaze returned to the one hundred billion people associated with Xue Dili, she could barely hold it together.

Unless Xue Dili claimed to be a Kilie Rod Person or an Evil God, she would believe this childlike story was true.

"By the way, have you killed anyone? And many, too?" she asked, watching the daily life of the crash-prone duo on her phone, cautiously probing Xue Dili beside her.

"Have I killed anyone?" Xue Dili was momentarily stunned and then controlled his facial muscles to form a slightly apologetic expression, "Yes, I’ve killed many, and many have died because of me."

"Why kill people?"

"Some because they deserved it, and others because I was late and couldn’t save them, so I had to kill the infected ones." Xue Dili looked up at the sun outside the window.

Before he knew it, his hands seemed burdened with countless lives, some deservedly so, but many not so.

If it were a few months ago, he probably wouldn’t believe that he would become an executioner with bloodstained hands just months later.

Yet, if returning to that time, he would still make the same decision.

He wouldn’t wallow in regret after killing, but he would remember all the lives lost because of him and avoid making the same mistake in the future.

He also prepared himself for a bad end.

The Miss Witch stared blankly at Xue Dili, feeling that perhaps the countless lives burdening Xue’s head were somewhat justifiable. Had he encountered extremely contagious patients, forcing him to kill them all?