The next morning, Wang Zheng got up very early.

After getting himself ready, he went to school with his father.

Today is the final round of the school's selection competition, and Old Man Chu called Wang Zheng last night to warn him that if he's late again today, he won't have to go to school anymore.

Wang Zheng obediently got into the car, adjusted his seat, leaned back a bit, fastened his seatbelt, and then yawned.

"That old man is really something, threatening me with being fired. Do you think I'm the kind of person who doesn't know what's important..."

Watching his son mutter to himself incessantly, then suddenly produce a large meat bun and start gnawing on it, his mouth covered in oil, Wang Shengrong's expression turned somewhat strange.

He thought to himself, "Aren't you the same?"

Feeling his father's gaze, Wang Zheng turned to look at him and then handed him a steamed bun.

"Dad, do you want some? It's hot. The space inside the storage space is condensed, so as long as it's not left out for too long, the temperature won't drop much..."

Wang Shengrong lacked mental strength and had never used a treasure like a storage ring before. Although he was curious at the moment, he wasn't looking at Wang Zheng because of that.

"No need, I've already eaten. I'm not like you, getting up at the exact time every day."

After shaking his head in refusal, he also took the opportunity to lecture Wang Zheng on his carelessness.

At this moment, Wang Shengrong put on his fatherly airs and wanted to express his opinion on what happened yesterday.

"Xiao Zheng, don't blame your mother. Your parents have seen how filial you are, and we are only thinking about your safety."

You don't know, when Principal Chu told me that you had killed another demon king, your mother and I were terrified. Last time, luckily the opponent was weak to begin with, and he was also seriously injured...

"What would your mother and I do if something happened to you?"

Wang Zheng glared at his father, who had once been a king and now a grandmaster, but had been a stay-at-home dad for over 20 years. Although he spoke very nicely and his care and love for his father were genuine, his motives were ultimately impure.

Young Master Wang is much more cunning than his honest and simple father; he's not so easily fooled.

Moreover, judging from his father's stuttering manner, Wang Zheng would be the first to disbelieve that he had nothing to hide.

He finished the meat bun in a few bites, then licked the grease off his fingers and said casually:

"I would never blame my mom, since she wouldn't have known about this if someone hadn't secretly tipped her off."

However, I need to find some time to talk to my mom about how someone secretly drank alcohol at school, causing a disturbance in the spiritual energy that almost destroyed it all.

Seeing his father's face darken immediately, Wang Zheng immediately backed down.

He was clearly outmatched now, and afraid of being beaten, Wang Zheng knew he was no match for his father, so he quickly added:

"Don't worry, I was just kidding. I promised Mom that starting today, I'll train with you after school to help you get used to the routine and also so you can give me some pointers on physical skills. I promise I won't leave your side for a second!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Shengrong realized that he definitely couldn't shake off this kid.

Even if he managed to sneak off to the wilderness, if that kid found out he couldn't find his men one day, he would definitely go to his wife to complain. So the anger that was about to surge to the top of his head slowly subsided.

"What are you doing following me around all day long at such a young age? Don't you have classes?"

Besides, you're too weak, I don't need your help with sparring anymore. You're doing this on purpose, you know what I expect of you..."

Wang Zheng pretended to be stupid, acting all thick-skinned, and immediately brought up his mother as a shield.

"I don't know, what are you talking about? Anyway, Mom told me to have you watch over me at school, and she also said we should go and come back together..."

Wang Shengrong: ...

Old Wang was furious that he couldn't get the upper hand with Wang Zheng.

After quickly entering the school and parking the car, he angrily ran to the back mountain. He had recently made some progress in using his superpowers, so even though it was Sunday, he still came with Wang Zheng.

As for the so-called school selection competition, Grandmaster Wang had no interest in watching it.

Just kidding. If your own son can't even secure a spot to represent Nanjing University, then he might as well give up on being an Awakened and go home to raise pigs.

Anyway, he was also interested in breeding exotic beasts, and the country's breeding and raising technology for various low-level exotic beasts, such as pigs, was already quite mature.

It is believed that in the near future, meat from exotic animals will be available for public sale, and raising pigs on a plot of land behind Nanjing University is a viable option.

He'll become a pig farming tycoon someday; with his shrewd mind, he'll be able to live a life of comfort and abundance...

Putting aside Wang Shengrong's current resentment towards his son, as for Wang Zheng, he was also aware of his father's unusual behavior these past few days.

However, he simply hasn't put everything on the table yet; after all, even if he really has to go to the wilderness, there's no rush.

Young Master Wang planned to settle all the trivial matters within the school first, and then have an open and honest talk with his father.

Hmm... the "trivial matters" here refers to the most exciting campus competition at Nanjing University right now.

Anyway, there's still almost a month before we go to the capital. Let's secure the spot in the martial arts tournament first, and then contact Nan Fengyi to ask when this big shot will have time.

As for where to find these demon kings... Wang Zheng planned to go to the military region to look for information and see if there were any good targets nearby worth taking action against.

Finally, once everything is settled, I hope to resolve my mother's transformation into a mortal before heading to the capital. Ideally, I'd also like to acquire a few more inner cores to further enhance my own strength.

Otherwise, Wang Zheng could tell without even looking how much his attributes would improve in just one month, since the 1 point of spirit he added more than a week ago hadn't even recovered yet.

Looking at his stats panel, which showed 87 points in Spirit and 88 points in Agility, Wang Zheng secretly set himself a small goal.

"Let's try to reach 90 in all attributes before the Martial Arts Tournament. I have almost two months this summer vacation to study this Transcendental Transformation thing properly..."