Max Level Metaphysician: A Debt Repayment Journey…?
Chapter 254: The Ancestor Who Was Addicted to Cartoons

Chapter 254: Chapter 254: The Ancestor Who Was Addicted to Cartoons

Jiangli returned to her room and looked at the newly installed big TV but was puzzled.

"How do you turn this thing on?"

Jiangli touched the TV, feeling around the left side and then inspecting the right, her small face adorned with a big question mark.

She remembered that the TV at Boss Cao’s house had a picture on it.

So why was her brand-new TV pitch-black?

Could it be that those people had delivered her a defective set?

"Click—"

As Jiangli was muttering to herself, she heard a soft click.

The dark screen of the TV suddenly lit up.

Jiangli immediately widened her eyes, "This, how did the TV turn on by itself, there’s, there’s a picture now!"

Lin Yurong’s voice came from behind her, "It’s turned on with this, a remote control."

Jiangli swiftly turned around only to see Lin Yurong holding a white device the size of a palm.

Jiangli walked over quickly and took a look, "What is this?"

"This is the remote control," said Lin Yurong.

Jiangli looked at her skeptically, "You remembered?"

Lin Yurong shook her head slightly with a touch of sadness on her face, "No, but I remember how to use this to turn on the TV."

Jiangli felt a bit disappointed, yet her attention was quickly diverted.

Hearing Lin Yurong’s words, she grabbed Lin Yurong’s arm excitedly and asked, "Then you must teach me, how do you make the TV show pictures?"

Lin Yurong cocked her head and looked at Jiangli.

Why did Jiangli seem stranger than a ghost to her?

How many modern people don’t know how to turn on a TV?

She harbored doubts, but dared not speak them out, allowing Jiangli to pull her and taught her, hand in hand, how to use the remote control.

Jiangli was as excited as a child, grasping the remote and constantly changing channels on the TV, completely engrossed in her fun and forgetting everything else.

Ten minutes passed.

Xia Xin finished drawing another talisman and let out a long breath, putting down the brush before picking up the talisman he had drawn earlier to compare the two.

Indeed, the lines on the second one were much more fluid than those on the first one.

It seemed that drawing more talismans was beneficial.

It’s just a pity...

His spiritual power wasn’t keeping up; after drawing two talismans, he felt utterly drained, without an ounce of vitality.

It was as if he could fall asleep in a second if he lay his head on the desk.

Recognizing his reality, Xia Xin sighed, shook his somewhat weary head, and stood up, planning to go back and rest, and continue his efforts the next day.

"Ding ding ding—"

Just as he stood up, Xia Xin heard the notification sound of an incoming message on his phone.

Following the sound, he looked over.

To his surprise, Xia Xin discovered that the phone, which belonged to the old ancestor, was left untouched on the desk.

He picked it up and saw that Jiangli’s phone wasn’t locked. Clicking into it, he saw a message from Fu Shiyan.

Fu Shiyan had told Jiangli about encountering a fainting passerby that day and asked her to visit the hospital when she had time.

The old person who had been rescued very much wanted to see Jiangli.

"Oh right, I had forgotten about this..."

Seeing the message, Xia Xin remembered what Jiangli and Fu Shiyan had said when they parted, and he hurried off to Jiangli’s room.

Just as he reached Jiangli’s door, Xia Xin heard voices coming from inside, along with bursts of laughter.

It sounded like... the voices from a Tom and Jerry cartoon.

And also...

The laughter of the old ancestor.

Had the old ancestor turned on the TV by herself?

Xia Xin muttered to himself and suddenly remembered.

Right.

The old ancestor had Lin Yurong with her.

Even though Lin Yurong didn’t have any other memories, she still ought to remember how to turn on a TV, right?

As he thought this, Xia Xin pushed open the slightly ajar door and entered.

Jiangli was lying on the bed, watching TV with a silly grin on her face.