Facing the directorâs inquiry, Feng Yan glanced at Xu Ran without a word, seemingly seeking approval.
To his credit, Feng Yan is indeed a real man, not only capable of handling matters but also tight-lipped; without permission, he wouldnât utter a word.
And when Feng Yan sought his approval through a glance, Xu Ran naturally nodded his consent.
For such a minor support skill, thereâs no need to keep it a secret, especially not now.
So Feng Yan coughed and said, "Director, itâs all thanks to Xu Ran. He comforted me for a while, and the fear in my mind vanished immediately. No more shivering and cold sweats."
The director thought he misheard: "Ah?"
Aunt Lu Ya raised her thin eyebrows: "Ah? How is that possible? Normally, youâd need a high-tier spiritual cultivator! Xu Ran is only a little over five years old, right? Even if his root bone is exceptional, itâs impossible for him to possess the abilities of a spiritual cultivator, right?"
The director fully agreed with Luâs words: "Comforted for a while and itâs better? This shouldnât be because of Xu Ran! Iâve always seen you as the strongest one here, it must be your willpower overcoming fear!"
Feng Yanâs tone was firm: "No, it was entirely Xu Ranâs doing! Although I donât know why, his comfort has a special effect!"
Seeing Feng Yanâs persistence.
The director was half-believing, half-doubting.
To be honest, even though he had witnessed countless geniuses in his life, he couldnât accept that Xu Ranâs comfort had a special effect.
It defied common sense!
Xu Ran shook his head: "Director, Aunt Lu, thereâs no time to explain, I must quickly calm the kids!"
Right now, saving the kids was the most important thing.
Xu Ran disliked idle talk and immediately squatted before a fainting kid, the fear exorcism "spell" echoing in the kidâs ear...
After twenty times, the kid calmed down, the piercing cries stopped, and they slept peacefully in their motherâs arms.
The kidâs mom hugged Xu Ran and gave him a kiss: "Thank you, little Ran!"
Xu Ran: "..."
Auntie, youâre taking advantage of me a bit!
He shook his head helplessly, turned around, and continued to eliminate the kidsâ fears.
Director: "Is it really effective?"
Lu Ya: "This is eye-opening! Is this childâs comprehension root bone really so monstrous?"
The two seemed to have their understanding refreshed, looking at Xu Ranâs actions with astonishment.
The director was puzzled: "Itâs obviously just a simple spell, I can recite it too."
Speaking of which.
The director went to a kid, reciting Xu Ranâs spell word for word twenty times.
The kid cried even more desperately.
The director backed away, face full of shame: "Strange, the same spell, only effective when Xu Ran recites it!"
The director furrowed his brows, looking at Xu Ranâs handsome profile, deeply pondering.
Xu Ran sped up his pace considerably.
Yet every word was clear and distinct.
Twenty repetitions of the spell, neither fast nor slow, took just one minute and twenty seconds.
After more than half an hour, all thirty kids returned to calm and tranquility.
"Thank you, little Ran, youâre amazing!"
"Quickly thank brother Ran, learn from him, see how excellent he is!"
Some kids who still had energy squeaked in their tender voices: "Brother Ran is a superhero! We love brother Ran the most!"
Amidst the tearful gratitude of the mothers, Xu Ran became a superhero.
"Advancing progress while also boosting reputation, I am indeed somewhat remarkable."
Xu Ran smiled faintly.
He turned to look at the 17 super geniuses of the same class, all over six years old, who had grasped their root bones, being more resistant to nightmares and fear, not fainting but just trembling and sobbing in their mothersâ arms.
Yet, even so, their state was still worrisome.
Xu Ran didnât waste time, reciting the "spell" one by one.
After more than twenty repetitions, each child gradually regained peace, relinquishing their nightmare fears.
"Thank you, little Ran."
"Thank you so much, little Ran. Without you, I wouldnât know what to do, all thanks to you..."
Mothers, eyes red, hugged Xu Ran, giving him a kiss.
"Feeling grateful?"
Xu Ran was somewhat moved, the genuine gratitude in the mothersâ eyes, quite warm, warmer than the sun in spring.
His enthusiasm unknowingly increased significantly.
After more than twenty minutes, all the children in Demigod Kindergarten had escaped their nightmare fears thanks to Xu Ranâs spell.
The once noisy activity center suddenly became quiet, and the kids gradually fell asleep, breathing evenly.
[Current Fear Exorcism Progress: 47/10000...]
All the kids at Demigod Kindergarten are now out of danger!
Xu Ran sighed with relief, standing among the crowd with a gentle smile.
Tiger Girl brought over a towel to wipe Xu Ranâs sweat: "Brother Ran, youâre incredible."
Xu Ran smiled: "Of course."
Zhu Yuheng, with white hair and brows, brought over a cup of tea: "Here... for you to drink."
"Thank you."
Xu Ran raised an eyebrow, drank a cup of tea, and then wiped his face.
"Good job, my dear son."
Mom looked at the not-so-tall but resolute little cub, her smile full of satisfaction, with faint tears in her eyes.
"Just like Xu Heqingâs child, the gentleness is exactly the same."
Mom hugged Xu Ran: "Youâve been busy for an hour; are you tired?"
Xu Ran shook his head: "Not tired. Instead, I feel very happy."
Mom smiled warmly: "Being happy is what matters, not everyone can achieve what youâve done, you should be proud. Youâre amazing!"