In the pot of Lethe witch soup that was reheated, a sudden fragrance wafted out.

Lethe witch stared blankly at the soup. She had been cooking the soup by the Abyss Bridge for hundreds of years. The soup was colorless and tasteless, reflecting the various states of humanity. What taste did the Lethe witch soup have in the hearts of the departed ghosts?

But now, the Lethe witch's soup emitted a pleasant fragrance.

Lethe witch stared blankly at the soup, amidst the fragrant aroma, she suddenly caught a glimpse of the original appearance of humans from this ethereal green smoke.

The moment when death and rebirth alternate...

The Lethe witch felt a slight alleviation of the accumulated sorrows in her heart, and as she looked at the soup in front of her again, it seemed that everything had changed.

What is deeply felt, is not afraid of life, not afraid of death, everything in the world cannot escape the power of love.

A bowl of Lethe witch soup, tasted by people of all kinds, forgetting the causes of the past life, and the consequences of the present life...

Thinking about this, the uncontrollable Lethe witch made pot after pot of Lethe witch soup. When it was finally time to look at them, almost every pot was the same as the first one.

Lethe witch returned to her position and served a bowl of Lethe witch soup to the lingering spirits.

Thousands and thousands of feelings of reluctance, unwillingness, and resentment, at the moment of receiving the Lethe witch soup and smelling its fragrance, the ghosts fell silent.

After drinking the Lethe witch soup, they instantly became numb and lifeless, devoid of desires and ambitions, and jumped off the cliff of rebirth with a clean conscience.

The Lethe witch remained speechless for a moment.

"Originally, the previous quality control was really not good...," Lethe witch muttered, "Clara was right about that."

Her Lethe witch soup was very powerful, but occasionally she would encounter one or two people who couldn't forget their memories from their past lives even after drinking seven or eight bowls of Lethe witch soup.

At that time, she just sighed, wondering why it had to be like this, marveling at how someone could truly be so passionate.

Occasionally, the quality inspection team would send back data reports, which roughly stated that a fraction of souls were born with memories of their past lives, but these memories gradually faded away until the age of three or four.

Looking at this bowl of soup in my hand now, starting from this batch of reincarnated souls, there should be very few people who are born with memories of their past lives.

"Hehe, I made it, I finally made it!" Lethe witch exclaimed with joy in her heart. She felt fulfilled and was finally able to leave this place.

She had been here for hundreds of years, witnessing the vicissitudes of the world, and had long been unwilling to stay any longer.

At this moment, Megan, who was still in the mortal world collecting the last kind of tear charm, seemed to sense something and couldn't help but raise her hand to look at her palm.

"?"

The palm turned black just like that.

It seemed as if someone was still murmuring in her ears.

At this moment, Megan's mind instantly echoed Susie's sharp shout: "Oliver!"

"..."

Megan hummed, shook her hand, and continued walking forward with an expressionless face.

This is the second junior high school in Rainbow.

She wanted to come here to find the last tear.

As she was thinking, she suddenly saw a big boy walking out from the school gate.

The boy looked to be around thirteen or fourteen years old, tall and thin, with a somewhat sinister expression that didn't match his age.

Megan stared at the boy, unaware that he was Brett.

***

After Susie pulled her mom and dad, they ran and dashed across a desolate wilderness in the underworld.

Left Ghost Capital and moved away from the underworld area.

The surroundings were lifeless, with no breeze or fragrance of flowers, but Susie still felt happy.

This was the happiest day for her in these past few years.

"Mum, Dad, lift me up high!" Susie said happily.

Kellen withdrew his thoughts and chuckled silently.

He lifted Susie up and threw her up in the air, with a smile on his face, saying, "Fly!"

Susie laughed and happily danced in the air.

Clara was almost scared to death by this father and daughter duo.

Really, someone who dares to speak and dares to act!

She exclaimed in anger, "Put it down quickly! Alright, alright, just throw it once... Oh, why is it still throwing!"

She hurried to pick up Susie, who was a ghost herself and easily floated up. But seeing Susie's happy smiling face, she couldn't bear to do it in the end...

Susie hugged her mother in mid-air, so when they fell this time, Kellen caught the mother and daughter duo in an instant.

His lips curled slightly, and he raised an eyebrow as he asked, "Is it fun?"

Clara couldn't help but be speechless and hummed, "Hmm, it's alright."

It was quite fun...

"Dad, where are we going now?" Susie asked happily, at this moment she had already forgotten about being Yama, forgotten about the need to return to her place.

She just wanted to follow her mom and dad, going anywhere was fine, growing up happily and normally like that.

Kellen's eyes narrowed slightly, looking into the distance, gazing towards a certain direction. His voice suddenly became gentle, "Let's go home."

Susie: "Hmm hmm!"

Thought about it and realized it was not right: "Hmm?"

Are you going home? Well, Grandma must have been waiting for a long time.

But I saw my father shaking his head and saying, "Let's go back to our original home."

Susie was stunned and hadn't realized which home was the original one.

But then, an annoying voice came from behind, saying, "Wait!"

He was King of Urban!