Haicheng City, South City Police Station.
At 2:30 p.m., the police station was bustling with people, dealing with traffic violations, lost ID cards, and even mediating fights between couples. It was as noisy as a vegetable market.
Just then, the glass doors to the lobby opened.
A little boy who looked no more than six years old walked in.
He was dressed in a coarse cloth robe that looked like it had been made from burlap sacks, with straw sandals on his feet and a straw rope tied around his waist. He smelled of earth and grass.
This outfit makes him look like an extra who just escaped from some period drama set.
The little guy, with his hands behind his back, brows furrowed, and a serious expression, walked through the crowd and went straight to the police station.
Then...
They've disappeared!
There was nothing he could do; the emergency call center was too high, and he was too short, so he was completely blocked from view.
As the female police officer Xiaolin was organizing files after receiving the call, she suddenly heard a young but extremely steady tapping sound coming from under the table.
"Thump, thump, thump."
Kobayashi leaned out and looked down, then burst out laughing.
The little refugee was standing on tiptoe, looking up at her with his delicate, pretty face, and looking at her very seriously.
"Little one, have you gotten separated from your mother?"
Overwhelmed by maternal instinct, Xiaolin casually pulled a lollipop from her pocket and handed it to her.
"Don't be afraid, tell me your name, and I'll help you find your mother. Oh my, who dressed you in these clothes? They're quite retro, are you cosplaying a beggar?"
Su Yun looked at the strawberry-flavored lollipop handed to her and her lips twitched.
He sighed, refusing the candy, and instead braced himself against the edge of the counter, trying to appear more authoritative, though it looked like he was doing pull-ups.
"Officer, please watch your words. I didn't get lost; I'm here to turn myself in."
"puff..."
An elderly man named Zhang, who was passing by carrying a thermos, burst out laughing.
"Oh my, kids these days, they watch too many cartoons, don't they? Turning yourself in? What did you do? Did you steal cookies from kindergarten?"
Su Yun turned her head, glanced at Old Zhang with a world-weary look, ignored his teasing, and turned back to look at Xiao Lin, calmly reciting a string of names and addresses.
"Su Yun, male, formerly resident of apartment 502, Building 14, Phase III, Binjiang Garden, Haicheng City. ID number: 310xxxxxxxxx... I want to see your director."
Kobayashi was stunned.
It wasn't for any other reason, but because the child recited his ID number so smoothly, and that address...
It is indeed an old residential area within the jurisdiction.
Out of professional habit, she subconsciously typed the number into the computer system and pressed enter.
The next second, Kobayashi's expression changed.
The file that popped up on the screen wasn't children's information, but a photo—a young man's ID photo.
Next to the photo, two large, bright red characters stood out starkly: [Missing].
"kid..."
Xiaolin's voice was a little tense as she stared at the notes on the screen.
"Whose ID number are you reciting? The system shows that this person is named Su Yun. He disappeared at the age of 23. If he were still alive, he would be 29 years old this year..."
"besides,"
Old Zhang also came over, glanced at the screen, his brows furrowed, and his tone became stern.
"The records show that this Su Yun is an orphan, both his parents are deceased, and he has no relatives at all. How did you find out about him? Who taught you?"
Seeing the two men's wary eyes, Su Yun rubbed his temples helplessly.
Indeed, it's quite complicated to explain.
"I am Su Yun."
Su Yun pointed to her nose and said in a childish but clear voice,
"Six years ago, I fell into a sewer and traveled through time. Now I'm back, but in the form of time travel. Although my body is only six years old, I am essentially still that law-abiding citizen."
"Nonsense!"
Old Zhang slammed the thermos down on the table.
"Little kid, lying is not a good habit! You're only six years old. You were probably just born when Su Yun disappeared! How could it be the same person? Tell the truth right now, where are your parents?"
Su Yun felt a wave of exhaustion, but more importantly, she was hungry.
After a whole day of fussing around in Douluo Continent, including the awakening ceremony and trying to fob off Su Yuntao's recruitment attempts, I finally got around to this.
Having finally returned to Earth, I still have to put on a show of proving myself at the police station.
I should have asked Su Yuntao for a steamed bun before putting it back on.
"Forget it, in the adult world, we only believe what we see."
Su Yun shook her head, her gaze fixed on the thermos cup that Old Zhang had just placed on the table.
"Comrade, may I borrow that cup?"
"Huh? You want more water?"
Old Zhang was both amused and annoyed.
"Okay, here you go drink it. After you finish, be a good girl and give me your parents' phone number."
Su Yun suddenly took a step back, making room for him.
He closed his eyes, and his small, tender hand suddenly slashed through the air!
"Martial Soul, activate!"
Although he only had level 10 soul power and was just a six-year-old child, at that moment, an energy fluctuation from another world caused the airflow in the entire hall to freeze.
Buzz—!
The lights in the lobby suddenly flickered and made a buzzing sound.
Amidst the astonished gazes of Lao Zhang, Xiao Lin, and the dozen or so onlookers, the air in front of Su Yun seemed to be torn apart by an invisible hand.
A pitch-black portal, swirling with a ghostly blue vortex, appeared out of thin air on the tiled floor!
The light gate wasn't high, only about 1.5 meters, just enough for six-year-old Su Yun to squeeze through.
On the other side of the door was a lush, pristine meadow that was definitely not part of the city's green spaces. You could even see a pink rabbit grazing there, looking up blankly with its ruby-like eyes peering through the light door at the people in the police station.
"Holy crap?!"
Old Zhang was so frightened that he sat down on the ground with a thud, even knocking the lid off his thermos. He blurted out a phrase from the classic Chinese poem.
The hall fell silent instantly, everyone remaining in their original positions as if a pause button had been pressed.
Before anyone could react in alarm, Su Yun swiftly grabbed the thermos from the table.
Then, that tiny figure actually took a step and plunged into the swirling, dark blue vortex!
"Hey! Don't go in! It's dangerous!"
Xiaolin exclaimed in surprise and subconsciously reached out to grab it, but grasped nothing. His fingers touched the edge of the light gate and felt a bone-chilling cold.
The people in the hall held their breath, staring intently at the door leading to the unknown.
Less than twenty seconds had passed.
A small foot covered in mud stepped out first, followed by Su Yun's calm little face. Her burlap clothes seemed even dirtier, with a few blades of grass still clinging to them.
He was still clutching Old Zhang's large stainless steel thermos tightly in his hand, but now it was stuffed full of fresh, moist soil still attached to the roots...
Blue Silver Grass!
Su Yun handed the cup of this otherworldly specialty to Old Zhang, who was completely dumbfounded, her young face displaying a composure beyond her years.
"This grass is called Blue Silver Grass, and it's everywhere in the other world. Now, do you believe that ID number belongs to me?"
Su Yun paused, patted his shrunken belly, and added a sentence.
"Also, officer, could you get me a KFC family bucket first? The kind with egg tarts. I've been queuing all day to awaken my martial spirit, and I'm really starving."
(End of chapter)