Long Aotian, who is in the third grade of primary school

Seeing that his magic spell didn't work, the owner of the store looked relieved. If something happened to this lady due to his own reasons, no matter how kind the 'philanthropist' was, he would flay himself alive. Understand.

Looking at the messy antique shop and the owner of the shop with complicated expressions, Chen An was a little silly. Now the two of them were not here to rob but to smash up, and the severity of their nature increased geometrically; It never occurred to me that although Miss Mary is effervescently beautiful, her heart is also frighteningly hot.

This kind of extreme disregard for other people's property, he didn't know what to say for a while. After all, he couldn't scold the people who came to help him like Pava, and he couldn't turn a blind eye to the atrocities in front of him. He could only rack his brains. Thinking of a way to clean up the mess in front of him, but this barter society operates according to rules that he doesn't understand at all, so he doesn't know how to clean up the mess after thinking about it.

However, once again beyond Chen An's expectations, the owner of the antique shop, a short, fat man with a big belly and big ears, just looked at the two of them... It was mainly Mary who put away his wand after a while, with a helpless tone It revealed a strong sense of blame and grievance: "Miss, can you stop doing this kind of thing that troubles your father?"

"Obviously not, he can't control me."

Mary put away her wand nonchalantly, and said to the shop owner in a domineering manner, "Don't waste any more time, quickly take out the Poinciana wand and give it to my friend, otherwise you won't want to know what the consequences will be..."

"Well, Miss Mary, Miss Mary, it's almost there."

Chen An tugged on Mary's skirt, and said in a helpless tone: "I don't want the wand, okay? I'm just a good citizen and I don't want to rob others. If I do this, can I still be considered a good student?"

"Huh? When did we rob? Who did we rob again?"

Mary curled her lips and said as a matter of course: "All the products here, including this antique shop, are my family's property, including the antiques here, the wands here, the floor tiles here, and even the air this guy breathes and the water he drinks. , are all my father's property, but my father is very generous and willing to give it all to this guy who has nothing, so no matter how much we smash it, we are only damaging our own personal belongings."

"I really don't know why the philanthropist would amplify your nonsense, miss."

While complaining, Humpty Humpty was holding a wooden box from the ruins. At the same time, he walked towards the two of them with a distressed expression and put the wooden box down.

"This is my collection of Poinciana wands. Even a Mudblood wizard can hold it against a pure-blood wizard's wrist."

"Excellent presentation, with one correction - this is our collection."

Mary corrected unceremoniously: "It has nothing to do with you."

These shameless words drew Humpty Humpty's resentful gaze: "Miss, I will report everything that happened today to the philanthropist, no problem."

"go Go."

Mary said nonchalantly: "Anyway, my father's third house has already been filled with small reports about me. If you have one, you won't have more, and if you don't have one, it will be quite a lot."

After speaking, Mary opened the wooden box violently, took out a wand in the shape of a dead branch, and handed it to Chen An, and Chen An also accepted the gift with a very complicated mood, and at the same time, a sense of disobedience also made him My heart muttered.

Sister Mary's family is obviously very powerful. Although I don't know how powerful it is, but her family business must not only belong to this antique shop, that's why they smashed it so boldly.

But judging from the performance of the antique store owner, he is not afraid of this force, but will actively report on Miss Mary.

Combined with the previous conversation, it is easy to conclude that the so-called "philanthropist" is actually a very friendly and kind person, so even though he obviously has extremely powerful influence, people around him are not afraid of him but just respect him. he.

"How is it, is this Poinciana wand easy to use?"

Mary looked at Chen An who was distracted expectantly. After recovering from his senses, Chen An took the wand and waved it a few times, and couldn't help muttering in his heart. He didn't feel any magical power coming through the wand. transmitted into his body.

And the feel of this wand...

Why is it so spicy like the holy sword of Nasir that I came into contact with during the summer vacation?Could it be that this magic wand is actually just a tree branch that was broken down from the street!

Chen An felt rather delicate about the fact that he had a relationship with the tree branch again after a holiday, but facing Mary's eyes expecting his answer, Chen An swallowed the word inappropriate abruptly.

He was suspicious... no!He was very sure that if this sister Mary, who had a crush on him for some reason, knew that the wand was not easy to use, she might take him to dismantle a second antique shop.

"As long as it fits, it fits."

Mary smiled and stroked Chen An's hair, then waved her wand and pointed in the direction of the station in the distance.

"Now that you have the wand and the school uniform, it's time to go to Hogwarts, and you said that by coincidence, I happen to be the teacher of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class and your future teacher. By then, you will be in Hogwarts Watts can bully other classmates, bully other teachers, and even pluck Dumbledore's beard. Under my protection, no one dares to touch half of your hair.

"Eh... um..."

Seeing Chen An's unexcited appearance, Mary asked wonderingly, "Do you feel that something is missing?"

"Lack of understanding."

Chen An looked at Mary in a daze and said, "Sister Mary, do you have any misunderstanding about the word 'friend'? This kind of exaggeration is obviously not for friends."

"Wouldn't a friend do that to a friend?"

Mary asked puzzledly: "Then what do you think this kind of thing is related to?"

"A particularly distorted relationship with the calf."

Chen An shook his head dumbfoundingly and said, "You are like the owner who unconditionally favors his pet."

"That seems pretty good too."

Mary squatted down, stroked Chen An's hair down, raised Chen An's chin, and looked at Chen An's trance-like eyes with a pair of ruby ​​eyes.

"So... are you going to be my pet?"

Chapter 203 Another World Is Too Dangerous to Know Earth

"So...will you come to be my pet?"

After saying this sentence, Miss Mary regretted it. The question shouldn't be asked like this, so she immediately changed her words, looked into Chen An's eyes seriously, and said: "That sentence doesn't count, I'll ask it again— —What do you want to be my pet?"

Hearing this overly surreal question, Chen An gripped the branch-like poinciana wand tightly in a very complicated mood, and stared blankly at the woman in front of him who smiled and asked if he wanted to be her pet. This 'question' was really overbearing. Alright, fast forward to Do you want to be a cat or a dog?

Now Chen An finally understood what the other party's 'kindness' towards him was behind the scenes. It was a kind of condescending kindness. In the eyes of the other party, he was like a wet little animal. Poor , weak, helpless, and very cute, so I try to give him the best things, just like humans will spontaneously buy cat food and cat litter when they see cats and cats, even if the conditions are not allowed. How about going to the convenience store to buy something to eat?

This kind of kindness is really too much. Even if I look weak, pitiful and helpless, I think of the real armored giant in class, so...

Chen An gritted his teeth and looked at Mary who was shaking the magic wand in front of him like a cat teaser, and said word by word: "You think I will do a reverse here and say 'this is really great' A kind of speech without purity?!"

"Can't you say that?"

Mary looked puzzled at the little one who was grinning in front of her face: "My family is very rich, as long as you agree, the little one can become my pet and be envied by everyone."

"The rich man is your father, not you, miss."

The short and fat shop owner on the side muttered and interjected: "Although it's not too bad, you have to think about it carefully, my child. It's the first time I've seen this high-spirited young lady be so fanatical." Like one thing, being her dog is the dream of many people here."

"Are you rich? There is a fart for being rich."

Chen An rolled his eyes, and dismissively refused: "I'm a primary school student. In our world view, money or dreams are more important, and there is no need to make a choice! Yes! It's so stubborn if you have half price or free for less than 1.5 meters. , so please allow me to reiterate that, although I have many dreams, they definitely do not include the extremely superficial dream of being your pet!"

"Eh?"

Mary looked at Chen An in astonishment: "You really don't want to be my pet? I will treat you very, very well, and even spend half a day every day playing with you."

"Hmph! Treating someone as a pet or something, I don't want this kind of thing!"

Chen An resolutely said: "At least... at least wait 20 years, for me now, dreams are at least 1.5 times more important."

"Hmm... a dream."

Mary's face was a bit strange: "I have never had a dream, because no matter what I want to do, I can do it in the shortest time, so... why don't you just tell me what your dream is?"

"Ok?"

Chen An looked at Mary warily: "If I told you my dream, what would you do?"

"I will directly use my ability to fulfill your dream in the fastest way."

Mary said relentlessly: "Since you said that your dream does not include being my pet, then I will help you realize all your dreams and make room for them. I believe one of them must be my pet." This brand new dream of a pet, all—what is your dream?"

"What is my dream?"

Chen An paused with some hesitation. The depth of this question is really too much. He really can't tell what his dream is for a while. After all, he has always only wanted to live with his little friend. Live a happier and more lively life, and being asked such a serious question made him feel an indescribable guilty conscience—but if it is a dream that he wants to fulfill now, he really has one.

"Let Albus Dumbledore, respectfully, hand me a cup of tea—this dream doesn't seem too bad."

"As expected of you, you always have so many interesting ideas."

Mary laughed and rubbed the cub's hair, which felt very good to the touch, and said with a light smile, "Okay, this dream is very simple, and I'll arrange it for you right away!"

After finishing speaking, Mary quickly ran outside without saying a word. Chen An subconsciously stretched out his hand to say something, but Mary turned into a broom with a wave of her magic wand, and then jumped on the broom and searched like a flying sword. It flew away so that only a shadow and a message remained.

"Go to Hogwarts first, and when you arrive, you will definitely get a cup of warm tea."

"Miss Mary..."

Chen An supported his forehead and looked helplessly at the young lady who was going away, then turned to look at the shopkeeper on the side: "Who the hell is she, who can do such a good job?"

"She's just a crazy girl spoiled by her old father."

The shop owner looked at his dilapidated shop, and said in a bitter tone: "If it weren't for the fact that her father is a good man of nine generations, we would have thought of a way to deal with her, instead of spoiling her like now. "

"Then let me ask it another way. Who is Sister Mary's father?"

Chen An asked in a puzzled tone: "Albus Dumbledore is a principal-level boss after all, right? Why does she seem to be easy to deal with?"

"Who else is the eldest lady's father? Isn't it the one who will raise you to this age?"

The owner of the shop took it for granted and said something that made Chen An want to spit.

"Uncle Er, I can be sure that the person who brought me up to this age is my mother... Well, it's my mother and myself who support myself, and it has nothing to do with Sister Mary's father."

Speaking of which, Chen An frowned, keenly aware that something was wrong, why the shopkeeper who didn't know him insisted on saying what seemed to be a matter of course to him.

"Although it is natural for children to be ignorant, you are already over seven years old, and you are still so ignorant... If it is not an intellectual problem, it can only be said that your mother who deliberately concealed the truth is really not a good person."

The owner of the shop clicked his tongue and said something that made Chen An feel a cross on his forehead,

"In this world, there are more and more people like your mother. Everyone takes it for granted that unconditional 'goodwill' is given, as if philanthropists are born to give so many benefits for granted. I don’t think it’s normal for a philanthropist to give nothing, let me tell you the truth about how the world works for this child who doesn’t understand anything—”

The boss said to Chen An with an expression of "you have to be ashamed": "The reason why we, including your parents, can eat, sleep and play games every day, doesn't even think about 'work', 'making money', 'living' and supporting the family. ’ All because this kind of personal obligation can no longer be fulfilled, and it is all handed over to charity robots.”

In Chen An's mind, the previous cleaner robot that was hit by a flying car appeared instantly, and then a horrifying guess appeared in his mind, which made him shiver uncontrollably.

"There is no one working in this world? Are all the jobs handed over to robots?"

"Of course, the robots responsible for the management and production of all resources in this world will liberate human beings from all labor, and the resources delivered to everyone by robots for free will also allow everyone to live as long as they want to eat, sleep as much as they want. Play as long as you want, and live a life with no taboos except crime."

The owner of the store said happily: "This is a beautiful life that human beings who worked so hard to barely support their families hundreds of years ago could not have imagined. All this is thanks to the philanthropist."

"You mean—the robots responsible for supporting humans are all the products of philanthropists?"

Chen An's expression was completely dull.

"That's right - the resources you have consumed in growing up have nothing to do with your parents who don't work. They are all produced by these robots, and the owners of these robots own all the resources on this planet. Even air and water 'philanthropists'"

The owner of the store is very serious about popularizing the truth of the world for this ignorant child who was blinded by his parents. After all, there are not many people who are willing to be grateful to philanthropists in today's world. It is his responsibility to let these children realize what they should do. Who to thank and what to thank!

"How about it, can you feel the greatness of a philanthropist?"

However, to the disappointment of the store owner, the child in front of him shook his head at super high speed like a dog soaked in water.

"I'm sorry, I'm just horrified by this."

Chen An looked in disbelief at the man in front of him who wanted to thank the philanthropist: "You actually gave all the means of production, including unowned resources, to a human being? Is this a civilized act of death?"

"Means of production? What's that?"

The shop owner muttered suspiciously: "And what is 'send'? The philanthropist can have these resources because he relied on his own ability to make the business bigger and stronger and obtained it in a completely legal way. He is that As powerful as you are, you should have everything in this world as a matter of course."

"I really don't understand your reaction as if this is 'normal'."

The corner of Chen An's mouth twitched and said, "Can your country, or the government, allow such people to exist?"

"..."

The shop owner paused for a while, and said with emotion: "I'm old after all. You young people can't understand the vocabulary. What is a country? What is a government?"

"It's the body that governs society and makes laws."

Chen An took a breath of cold air. Doesn't the word country and government exist in this world?Or is it replaced by a synonym?

"The organization that manages our society? Oh... so you mean the company of the philanthropist, tsk, the company just refers to the company, and only uses some incomprehensible pronouns. As for the so-called law... you should refer to company law, right?"

Seeing the store owner's look of disgusting young people, Chen An's heart turned cold.

What kind of world did I wait for the elementary school students to come to?

A world where there is no country or government, but a 'corporation'?And all the means of production in this world are owned by a man named 'philanthropist'?

This is simply the dream gesture of all capitalists!

But at the same time, a huge sense of disobedience also appeared in Chen An's heart.

The reason why capitalists need human beings is because their own companies cannot operate without employees, so they hold their noses and suppress disgustingly to give employees, and even give up part of the benefits to the society, and call it welfare. But the jobs that humans can do in this world have been replaced by robots, and humans should have become a complete burden for capitalists?isn't it?

As the master of all robots, the so-called philanthropist, as the ultimate gesture of a capitalist, why should he give these people who have nothing to do with production, or parasites, the benefits of eating and drinking for a lifetime?Is it because this philanthropist really likes to do charity?

Chen An only felt that the bottom of her heart was filled with absurd emotions. The existence of such a deformed world was hundreds of times more magical than the magic of Hogwarts!

But such a world is not impossible...

If there is a person, a person so strong that he holds a gun and puts it on the head of a philanthropist, forcing the other party to spit out the welfare, it makes sense for this kind of deformed world to exist.

But what does this have to do with my elementary school students? !

Thinking of this, Chen An shook his head vigorously to get rid of all distracting thoughts.