Chapter 191 Chapter 191 Vest King Dad 11
In the plot, after Sun Sirui landed on the planet Lemire and killed Sariel, he kept a low profile under this identity. He used the identity of Si Hao to make the Empire, the pirates, and the Federation fight to a draw, and finally came out as "Number Two" to reap the benefits.
"Number Two" took this opportunity to integrate all the pirate forces and became the uncrowned king of the pirates. He also successfully topped the wanted bounty lists of the black market, the Federation and the Empire, breaking the record of the bounty amount for interstellar wanted criminals in history.
At this point, the human forces in the interstellar space formed a three-way confrontation, and Sun Sirui also secretly completed the class transformation - from a hard-working employee in various forces to a black-hearted boss.
Because the planet occupied by the pirates is remote and closer to the Zerg battlefield, in the days that followed, as the leader of a faction, Sun Sirui led the pirates to fight against the Zerg for a long time. He also fought with the Federation today, the Empire tomorrow, and the Federation Empire the day after tomorrow. He was very busy.
Ten years later, there are two possible outcomes.
In the original plot, Sun Sirui utterly shattered the pirates, ultimately perishing alongside the Worm Mother. The remaining Si Hao forces were wooed by the Empire's Third Prince, Joshua, who claimed the Third Prince had slain the Worm Mother. The Empire, with its prestige rising, seized the opportunity to rally the remaining pirates, conquering two-thirds of human territory and becoming the preeminent power, reigning supreme for a millennium.
During his evolution, Sun Sirui slew the Zerg Queen, annihilated the Zerg, and reduced the Federal Empire to near death. The interstellar pirates, also known as the Free People, were at the peak of their power and unstoppable. Everyone believed that Sun Sirui would unify the galaxy and establish an unprecedented human republic. As a token of his loyalty, the Federal Chief offered him the head of the Emperor, who was still resisting.
Just as everyone was jubilant, preparing to witness history, Sun Sirui, feeling bored, absorbed the insect mother's energy core and self-destructed. He was already an SSS-level alpha, possessing SSS-level mental power. His buffed self-destruction flattened dozens of galaxies inhabited by humans, and the energy aftermath rippled through the universe for hundreds of thousands of years, strangling all life.
This is why evolution failed in this small world.
But whether in the original plot or in the evolution process, Sun Sirui's vest was always worn tightly. Only after his death did people discover abnormalities based on clues, but there was no conclusion.
Now looking at Sun Sirui's outspoken look, why does he seem to be so nonchalant and carefree as to take off his own vest?
9972 was struggling over whether to tell Zhuozhuo Sun Sirui's pseudonym, but thinking of its experiences in previous missions, it chose to keep quiet.
He only said a few euphemistic words, "Baby, Sun Sirui may be a painter, but he's a real fighter. All the alphas and mecha warriors on Remire combined can't beat him. 003 may be just a companion system, but its intelligence and computing power surpass all other AIs in this world."
Zhuozhuo listened carefully to what 9972 said, and was not surprised that he didn't hear its explicit instructions at all.
In the first sentence, Zhuozhuo had no idea about the so-called hierarchical oppression between ABOs, nor did she understand the relationship between mental power and mecha warriors. In the second sentence, Zhuozhuo spent her days with 9972 and didn't think 003 was anything special. In her mind, all artificial intelligence was like them.
So, Zhuozhuo said softly: "Sun Sirui is amazing, 33 is amazing."
After saying that, she continued to look at the flowers calmly. After all, "occupying a planet" was too far-fetched for Zhuozhuo. It was beyond her cognition. The flowers in front of her were more practical.
The glass corridor was long, dazzling and aesthetically tiring. Finally, the two reached its end. It was a vast hall, occupying the entire top floor, surrounded by glass walls. It felt like being in a fairy palace above the clouds. On a clear, cloudless day, one could see far into the distance. The distance and the mist gave different names to the creatures on either side: those above were human, those below were ants.
Pirates often hold banquets here, leading a life of extravagance and decadence similar to that of the upper class in the Imperial Federation, experiencing the pleasure of looking down on all living beings.
Zhuozhuo grabbed Sun Sirui's clothes with one hand, leaned half of his body against the glass wall to look out, and exclaimed, "It's so high! The houses below are small, the trees are small, everything is small."
Sun Sirui put Zhuozhuo down and watched her running around the hall with an unpredictable look on her face. When Zhuozhuo was tired and sat down on the carpet, Sun Sirui put his hand under her collar to test her temperature and brought her a glass of juice to drink.
“Gulp gulp—”
Zhuozhuo drank half a cup in one breath, fixed his eyes on the top of Sun Sirui's head, and said in a baby voice, "You want to drink?"
"I don't want to drink it. Zhuozhuo drinks it. There's more left after you finish it." Sun Sirui was touched. Zhuozhuo actually took the initiative to share the food with him. The old father was ecstatic.
Zhuozhuo was puzzled, "Then why do you keep looking at Zhuozhuo?"
"..." Sun Sirui said: "Because I have something to ask you."
Zhuozhuo thought it was something very important, so he quickly took another sip, pushed the cup away, wiped his mouth with his little hand, and said with a serious face, "Ask."
Sun Sirui pointed outside: "...Do you like the feeling of stepping on all the people and the mountains and rivers?"
This was a bit abstract. Zhuozhuo looked confused and said hesitantly, "Zhuozhuo, don't step on it. Zhuozhuo, just look at it. It's fun."
So Sun Sirui explained, "Zhuozhuo, do you like others to listen to you? Do all the places you like to see belong to you?"
"Hmm... Zhuozhuo wants to play by herself." The shadow of the tragedy she witnessed when she first entered the small world had long since faded, but the people in the abo world, combined with their mental power, could make the sum of one plus one greater than two, and it was very noisy. Zhuozhuo was not used to paying attention to other people's mental power while playing with them, so she preferred to play with 003 and 9972.
Sun Sirui smiled and rubbed Zhuozhuo's little head, and there was no need to ask "Dad is just a painter, do you want a more powerful dad?"
The rooftop banquet hall was very large. Zhuozhuo was exhausted after exploring it. He lay in Sun Sirui's arms and was carried back to the room. He was half-conscious when he put her on the bed.
It was almost time for lunch, and Sun Sirui was worried that Zhuozhu would wake up hungry again, so he opened a tube of nutritional supplement and put it next to her mouth. She didn't think the nutritional supplement tasted bad at this time, and ate one-third of it with a loud cry, and finally fell asleep with her head tilted.
Children only eat and sleep. Children in the ABO world begin the first stage of rapid growth in mental power during this period, and need more sleep to promote the growth and development of brain tissue and nerves. Zhuozhuo also uses his mental power frequently because he can see other people's mental power, so he is more easily tired and needs sleep to recover.
She slept for nearly six more hours. When Zhuozhuo woke up, only 9972 was by her bedside. She was about to hum a few times to show her irritability, but when she realized there were no people around, she sobered up immediately and asked softly, "Tongtong, where's Sun Sirui? Where's 33?"
[Baby, Sun Sirui is busy. 003 is busy too. I'll take care of you, okay?]
"Okay." Zhuozhuo crawled to the bed and stretched out his hands to 9972.
003, who used health monitoring systems and other smart gadgets to peek, was secretly resentful. If Sun Sirui hadn't forbidden it to have too much contact with Zhuozhuo, lest it become a daughter-obsessed person with a short circuit in its brain, it would be the one taking care of Zhuozhuo and being held and talked by Zhuozhu now!
Alas, Sun Sirui is a real daughter-obsessed person with a short-circuited brain. I hope he will be so busy that he dies of exhaustion in the future, and then this thing can be inherited by Zhuozhuo as an inheritance, hehe.
After some imagination and expressing his resentment towards the workers, 003 continued to work with a vicissitudes of life.
Zhuozhuo climbed onto the child seat and was about to grab a spoon to scoop up some rice when Sun Sirui, seemingly out of nowhere, sat down next to her and started feeding her. Zhuozhuo ate several mouthfuls of rice, and after satisfying her hunger, she curiously asked, "Sun Sirui, what are you busy with?"
"The deadlines for the two projects I took on are approaching, and the clients are pushing me to finish them, so I have to stay in seclusion and paint for the next few days."
The retreat was naturally not for painting, but just an excuse to disappear. He had to deal with some things in the identities of No. 2 and Si Hao.
When Zhuozhuo was attacked by Michael's malicious intent, Sun Sirui suddenly realized that his title as a "renowned interstellar painter" only made him a popular figure, without any deterrent power, unable to scare away malicious and evildoers. He had previously ignored this, but Zhuozhuo was still young and could still see other people's mental powers. Only if he stood high enough and held sufficient power could he create a safe and kind living environment for her.
The easiest way for "Sun Sirui" to achieve these goals is to disguise himself as "Number Two" and create the illusion that "Number Two" disguised as "Sun Sirui" kidnapped the Speaker's only daughter Beatrice to Remire Star, forcing the Speaker, the mastermind behind the Remire Star pirates, to attack Remire Star, creating a three-way melee between the Imperial Federation pirates and "Number Two" becoming the biggest winner.
Although this is not far from the actual situation, it is precisely because the lie is eight parts true and two parts false that it is difficult to distinguish.
However, Sun Sirui was not sure whether Zhuozhuo was willing to accept that his father had changed from a great painter to a notorious pirate, so he wanted to test it first. If Zhuozhuo showed his disgust towards pirates, he had a backup plan - the imperial general Si Hao who was about to arrive, and the routine was the same as above.
Although "Si Hao" would be hounded and attacked by political enemies and subjected to wave after wave of scrutiny, her identity as the general's daughter was very friendly to Zhuo Zhuo.
Sun Sirui hadn't expected the temptation to end at the first step, because Zhuozhuo had no interest in power or ruling others. Perhaps Zhuozhuo would yearn for these things in the future, but by then he would have achieved the highest position as planned and could give them to her directly, without having to worry about the vest.
Zhuozhuo blinked, remembering that Sun Sirui's retreat meant she wouldn't be able to see him anymore. She felt a little reluctant and said eagerly, "Zhuozhuo, come retreat with me and help you paint."
"Dad really wants Zhuozhuo to help, but this time the client is stubborn and only wants Dad's paintings." Sun Sirui said seriously, "Zhuozhuo has been painting hard during Dad's absence. When Dad comes back, show your paintings to the client. If the client likes them, Zhuozhuo can spend time with Dad in seclusion next time."
The tone was so corny that it made 003 and 9972 almost get goosebumps.
Zhuozhuo looked up at Sun Sirui and said childishly, "Isn't this Zhuozhuo and Sun Sirui's home? Does Zhuozhuo have to stay here alone?"
Although he has the company of 9972 and 003, in Zhuozhuo's heart, they are playmates, not adults he can rely on.
Sun Sirui felt a pang of pain, feeling like a scumbag father who'd neglected his child for work. He almost agreed to take her with him into seclusion. But his remaining rationality stopped him. If he did, Zhuozhuo would realize he wasn't painting during his retreat but was wandering the universe. He would tell Zhuozhuo about his other identity, but now wasn't the right time.
But after knowing Zhuozhuo's attachment and sensitive thoughts, Sun Sirui couldn't leave her alone anymore. After a little thought, he came up with a brilliant idea, "Zhuozhuo, Dad has friends here. Go play with them for a few days. Dad will pick you up when he's done with his work."
It was just right that Zhuozhuo could get familiar with his other identity in advance, so that she would be more receptive when he confessed.
"What friend? A friend who has done so many bad things that he will be unconscious for the rest of his life?" Zhuozhuo said innocently.
“…No, this friend doesn’t feel dizzy.”
"Okay." Zhuozhuo nodded reluctantly.
Seeing her pitiful appearance, Sun Sirui reminded her again, "This friend and I have a very good relationship, and his things are mine. When Zhuozhuo gets there, don't be reserved or polite. Just treat it as your own home and do whatever you want."
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