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Chapter 1076 Jean Making Soup

In the thirteenth station of hell, the Cliff of Reincarnation, there stood a thatched house beside a bridge. At first glance, the house appeared small, but upon closer inspection, it revealed one or two floors, with a modest yard and attic windows.

Feeling bored, Jean gathered a jumble of random items and carelessly threw them into the pot in front of her. She then picked up a large spoon and stirred the mixture a few times until it began to bubble. Satisfied, she stopped stirring.

Jean grabbed a bowl, filled it halfway, and downed the contents in a single gulp. Ghosts could not feel the heat, so the bubbling soup did not bother her.

Smacking her lips, Jean commented, “Madame Maya, this is definitely water mixed with some raw ingredients. I wonder how much the middleman messed it up.”

Madame Maya, who had entered the house, felt a pang in her heart when she saw Jean.

“Quickly bring the soup out… she pleaded, clutching her chest. Speaking to Jean caused her physical pain.

Jean responded nonchalantly, “Oh, here they are!”

Having spent so much time here, Jean had unknowingly developed a skill. She effortlessly grabbed the pot’s handle, raised her hand, and moved a large pot of soup outside.

Madame Maya took the bowl and glanced at the countless ghosts lined up in front of her, their queue winding into the distance.

“A bowl of soup will make you forget the memories of your past life,” Madame Maya offered the bowl to the ghost before her eyes.

The ghost struggled, resisting. “I don’t want to! I don’t want to forget! I can’t forget him, and I will be with him in my next life!”

Madame Maya gently replied, “But he already has someone else.”

The ghost grew angrier. “No! He must be suffering! Even though he has someone else, I still love him, L…

Before she could finish speaking, Jean grabbed a bowl of soup, pinched her nose, and drank it down while muttering. “Go harvest vegetables!”

remained

on what the customer likes, not force them into something they

want.

shed a tear as she was accustomed

on her face. She cried out, “Ah…

filled with determination. “Harris, don’t be sad!

was shocked.

hand holding the spoon trembled, causing the soup in the spoon to spill out more than the meat

had cultivated her compassion for hundreds of years, furrowed her brow and roared, “Jean Crawford! What did

were taken aback!

to see eye drops on the shelf,

anger. “Those are for

exclaimed, “Oh! So they’re

Maya’s soup made from the hundreds of tears in the world, condensed into

tears…

me you can add

Maya collapsed

blind eyes, she had forgotten about her past. and smoothly

jumped off the Cliff of Reincarnation.

nose. “Well… look, isn’t this pretty good?”

hand was

“Alright, Madame Maya, you’ve worked hard. Take a

it. Regardless of the circumstances, the results will be the

same.