Li Wenyang put his hand on his forehead, looking on with envy. "You're so lucky. In winter, you have artificial stoves; in summer, you have artificial ice; when you're thirsty, you have water immediately; when you're tired, someone will carry you; and you don't have to worry about being bullied."

With Fang Hua's strength, even those veteran generals and marshals wouldn't dare say they could win decisively; at most, they could only manage a draw.

I don't know what happened, this guy is so awesome, but he doesn't even have the rank of major or second lieutenant. It's really strange that he ended up like this.

This probably stems from his contentment and lack of material desires. He would accept Fang Rong's requests if she wanted them, and he didn't care if she didn't want them. Since he never caused any trouble, the higher-ups didn't pay much attention to it.

There's a saying that goes, "The squeaky wheel gets the grease." Fang Hua doesn't cry, and Fang Rong is an honest child who is easily satisfied. She wouldn't teach him to cry, so they just continued living like that.

The main reason is that there are no competitors yet, and no one is actively trying to win over Fang Hua.

"I think there's a car behind us?" Fang Hua's ears twitched as if he had heard something.

"Really?" They hadn't realized it yet, and it was only after a while that they heard the voice.

"Wow, that's amazing! You can hear it from so far away." Li Wenyang looked at him with admiration.

Fang Hua pretended not to hear.

"I'm talking to you." Fang Rong pinched his ear.

"Hmm," Fang Hua replied reluctantly.

"That's just his personality, don't mind him, he won't learn unless you beat him up." Of course, only he can beat him up; anyone else would have been taken down long ago.

Li Wenyang was quite envious of them, saying, "You two have a wonderful relationship."

"It's alright," Fang Rong said evasively.

As the car drew closer, Li Wenyang unbuttoned her clothes, her body slowly transforming from a 1.87-meter-tall young man into a 1.7-meter-tall young woman, her chest wide open. "Wait a minute, I'll be right there."

"Okay." Fang Rong waved and waited for him.

Being female makes things easier. In this world where 80% of the population is male, a wave of the hand is all it takes for people to come over. The car stopped right next to him, and Li Wenyang leaned against the car window, making her ample bosom even more prominent. "Handsome, can you give us a ride?"

The driver looked to be in his fifties or sixties, and he was looking at him with a lecherous gaze. "Sure, sure."

“I have two other friends who don’t mind, right?” Li Wenyang pointed to Fang Rong and Fang Hua, and the old man stuck his head out to take a look.

Fang Hua is even more attractive than Li Wenyang and better meets the requirements of a female. Although Fang Rong is tall, he is now much fairer because Fang Hua always uses her supernatural abilities to regulate his body and expel toxins.

They say that fair skin covers up a hundred flaws, and that's certainly true.

"No problem, it's on the way anyway, let them all come up."

"Thank you, Uncle." Li Wenyang was overjoyed and beckoned Fang Rong and Fang Hua over.

The air conditioning was on in the car, which greatly relieved the pressure. Li Wenyang sat in the front, while Fang Hua and Fang Rong sat on the back.

Fang Rong took out an apple, peeled it with a knife, and handed it to Li Wenyang, "Want to try one?"

He has space and it's convenient to put things there. He used to only put snacks and cakes there, but now that he's discovered Fang Hua is also interested in fruit, he simply prepared a few kinds of fruit as well.

Fang Hua looked at Fang Rong with displeasure, realizing that he had given his fruit to someone else.

“There are so many, it’s not just one or two.” He peeled another one and handed it to the driver, but the driver didn’t eat it, so he gave it to Fang Hua.

Fang Hua retorted, "You only give me what others don't want."

"So you don't want it either?"

"I don't want to give things that others don't want."

"Then I'll eat it." Fang Rong took a bite, but he snatched it away. "Mine."

Fang Rong shrugged and slicing another one. He was good with his knife and sliced ​​quickly. Before long, he finished another one, took two bites, and Fang Hua snatched it away.

He started eating and then never stopped, eating three or five meals along the way before finally stopping. By the time he finished eating, the car had stopped too; they had arrived at the slums.

Fang Hua asked, somewhat puzzled, "What are we doing here? Did we lose something last time?"

"No," Fang Rong explained to him, "I came here to help you recognize your relatives."

"Recognizing relatives?"

"I just felt that you and the old leader of the World Society must be related by blood, so I came to check." Fang Rong was afraid that he would lack motivation, so she also explained the reason, "The old leader of the World Society has a similar ability to you. You both advanced by absorbing the abilities of others. The relationship between the two of you must be special."

He's dying now; you must go and see him off in his final moments.

"Oh." Fang Hua replied, somewhat confused.

"You should know when we get there," Li Wenyang said, looking at Fang Hua with a puzzled expression.

I'd always heard so many things about him, but after getting to know him, I realized that even the most perfect person has flaws, and Fang Hua is no exception.

His weakness is that Fang Rong makes all the decisions, and over time he loses the ability to observe things proactively, always waiting for Fang Rong to give him instructions.

This is definitely not going to work, but unfortunately Fang Rong herself didn't realize it.

The saying "the bystander sees most of the game" probably applies here.

“This guy is too stupid.” Fang Rong pointed at Fang Hua’s head.

“Actually, he’s not stupid.” After thinking for a while, Li Wenyang decided to speak up. “He’s just waiting for instructions. If you’ve thought of everything for him, he naturally won’t need to think too much.”

"What's the meaning?"

“That means he lacks opportunities for independent training,” Li Wenyang continued. “You should give him the choice and let him make the decision.”

"Is that so?" That makes sense, doesn't it?

Fang Hua is doing just fine when he's not around, and her image remains perfect. She hasn't given herself away until now. But when he's around, Fang Hua acts silly and cute all the time.

This might be related to the fact that he doesn't need to consider anything else; he just does whatever Fang Rong says.

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