"...Then shall we continue the story from last time tonight? Let me see where we left off last time." He Kong said to the three little ones lying in a row in front of him.

"I know, I know! Yesterday we talked about the brave men who entered the dragon's lair, slaughtered everyone there, and stole tons of treasures!" The eldest son, who was the farthest away from He Kong, quickly answered. He was five years old now and had inherited He Kong's black hair, but his physical appearance had remained largely unchanged.

If the doctor was right, he would undergo a mutation with a high mortality rate between the ages of 12 and 16, so it would be best to get stabilizers early. He Kong didn't want him to follow in his footsteps, so he suppressed the pressure from all sides and focused on training his willpower from a very early age. However, the specific results were difficult to say.

"Little Brother Chen is wrong! We didn't tell that story last night. We told it the day before yesterday, and we already got to the part where they escaped from the dragon's lair!" retorted the youngest sister, who was closest to He Kong. She was four years old, the same age as her second brother. They inherited more of Chen Xin's genes, each born with a blue-gray cat tail.

It's normal for them to be like this, as most of the new generation is like this. In a sense, they are actually more adaptable to the environment than their predecessors.

"Well, let's start from the back today!" He Kong smiled and began to recall what happened nine years ago...

They escaped from a sewer exit, and the security robots chased them all the way to the exit before stopping. He Kong was hit by several stun guns, and even now, his hips still ache. They were already too late, and in their haste, they didn't think carefully about their escape route.

Now that I think about it, no, perhaps when he wrote the report, Director Ma had already figured it out - those robots did it on purpose, they drove them there on purpose.

After climbing out of the drainage ditch, the first thing they saw was a Gladiator III. They couldn't remember the license plate number, but they thought it was their car because everything was still there, including the flatbed.

"So someone helped them?" Xiaofan asked.

"That's impossible!" Nannan replied, "The warriors' camel-lizard car was parked near the dwarf tunnel, but dwarves don't drive camel-lizard cars. There were many monsters nearby at the time, so why would anyone drive a camel-lizard car specifically to the river? Maybe it was another camel-lizard car!"

Kids these days are so smart, I don't know what they're learning in school. He Kong asked helplessly, "Why does Nannan think it's a different car? Aren't the things on it the same as before?"

"Because the monsters lurking in the dwarf tunnel will eat the camel lizard! Daddy is so stupid!" Nannan reached out and grabbed the big tail in the quilt into her arms, and made a face at He Kong.

"Hahaha, Dad is stupid, Dad is stupid! Dad is really stupid!" He Kong replied with a big laugh.

Nannan was right. From a physiological point of view, he was indeed much dumber than her. Their family had taken an IQ test at the beginning of last spring. His IQ was about 115, while their three-year-old daughter's IQ was as high as 120.

So, it was purely luck that he survived the expedition.

After all, luck is also part of strength!

The snowstorm was intense, and He Kong's exoskeleton had even broken down. Although the exoskeleton system had been urgently sealed, the temperature in his buttocks was rapidly dropping. They had no choice but to quickly jump into the car and, at full speed, head northeast.

With no navigation, they got lost several times. A short distance of 30 to 40 kilometers took them four hours to walk. During this time, the blizzard had already reached its peak.

If memory serves, they reached the edge of the strike zone around dusk. The wind was dying down by then, but the tire tracks had completely disappeared. Returning to their starting point with just one Fighter would have been nearly impossible.

At this time, Sergeant Long Meier, who was driving, seemed to have discovered something. He stopped beside the burned-out tow truck and honked the horn several times.

The response came quickly. Several groups of people were parked nearby. They were all soldiers who had taken shelter here. Or rather, they were all soldiers who had failed in the infiltration process.

Long Meier turned on the loudspeaker, his voice especially loud in the strong wind: "I am Fox, and we have intelligence here. We need your help!"

He shouted three times in a row, and with each shout, more fighters gathered around them. General Ma was right at the combat meeting: whoever brought the intelligence would become the core.

They asked these warriors about the sharp blade and the ocelot. When they learned that they had not returned, several groups of warriors immediately stated that they would continue to wait here until everyone was confirmed to have returned or died in battle.

No one is willing to give up the chance to live unless they have overcome the fear of death.

Eventually, five of them volunteered.

The remaining dozen or so people, together with He Kong and the others, attacked the strike zone against the wind and snow.

"Wow, they are so brave!" said Nannan.

"Wow, they are indeed heroes!" Xiaofan said.

"I also want to learn from them and be a brave person!" said Xiao Chen.

The story ends here.

He Kong stood up and gently put his little daughter's big tail into the quilt. He looked at the three little ones sleeping on the bed for a while, and after making sure they were fast asleep, he quietly opened the door and tiptoed out.

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