Xian Qin Empire, Qin Palace.
There were no palace maids or servants in the imperial garden.
At this time, a chubby little boy was sitting alone on the swing, bored. The swing was swinging, and his two chubby little feet were shaking.
But the expression on his face was a little lonely.
Today he went to the academy. Others had their parents to pick him up, but his mother would take time out of her busy schedule to pick him up, but he had no father.
He knew that his father was an extraordinary person, and everyone else said so.
But he didn't know what his father had done.
It cannot be expressed in words or written down.
Heaven and earth cannot bear the traces of one's father.
So even if he wanted to know what his father had done, he had no way to do so.
"Why can't you even leave a mark?"
For the first time, the little boy hated this world.
It's too weak to even leave a mark.
It’s not that his father is too strong, it’s probably that this world is too weak, and it can’t even leave the mark of a transcendent.
"When I become emperor, I will definitely change this world."
The childish voice was powerful.
He felt even more depressed when he thought about the quarrel he had with that little brat Huang Yu during the day.
He has been a man of character for thousands of years, but he still couldn't help getting angry when facing that naughty kid.
"Just as annoying as his dad!"
The little boy tilted his head and thought of the dean of Xianqin Research Institute, Huang Ming, the wretched middle-aged man.
Although Huang Ming is the director of the Xianqin Research Institute and has led the research that resulted in the thirty-six celestial beings, seventy-two earthly demons, and a total of one hundred and eight Xianqin techniques, he sincerely hates them.
He always had a feeling that the 108 techniques of Xian Qin were his own things, and Huang Ming was a thief who stole things that should have belonged to him.
But it was just a feeling after all, without any evidence, so he didn't tell anyone.
As for the way of time and space, he has not reached that level yet, so he does not know the great ability of confusing cause and effect.
His chubby little hands supported his chin, and a gust of wind appeared behind him, pushing the swing to swing.
"Baby Qin, you're already grown up, and you're still playing on the swing."
A soft female voice came.
"Queen Mother!"
The little boy replied dejectedly.
"I heard that you've become quite capable today, and you've even learned how to fight."
The woman reached out and tapped his forehead.
"Humph, that little brat said I don't have a father. I do have a father, and he's a great man. I just can't say his name."
The woman stiffened.
"Well, Huang Ming has been quite idle lately. After weakening the 108 Magical Techniques, he has nothing to do. So, let him weaken the 108 Great Magical Techniques, strengthen them based on the current ones, and create an upgraded version. Then, he can create the 108 Minor Magical Techniques. This should keep him busy for 20,000 to 30,000 years."
"Alright, let him be busy for tens of thousands of years. When I grow up, I'll let him go to the outer space to dig for Milky Way sand. He'll never come back."
"Okay, grow up quickly. When you become the Lord God, I, your mother, can retire."
"The Lord God is not enough, I need to be the Lord. When I become the Lord, I will rule over all living beings and govern the world."
Although he was a small boy, he had a domineering tone when he spoke.
"Queen Mother, tell me about my father!"
"You can't hear it."
The woman smiled bitterly.
"I want to hear it!"
The little boy pulled his mother and sat down in the pavilion on the other side. He snuggled in her arms and looked at her expectantly.
"good!"
The woman spoke, and the heaven and earth trembled slightly, as if the heaven and earth could not bear that name.
As for the words she spoke, no sound came out, so the little boy looked up at his mother, but could only see her lips moving and could not hear anything.
Despite this, he is still very satisfied.
This shows that the Queen Mother did not just invent a fictitious person, but that there really was such a person, her own father, a being whose name even the heaven and earth could not bear.
"Queen Mother, I'm going to the dreamland for training!"
After listening to his father's deeds again in silence, the little boy was revived with full health. He cut through the void with full energy and entered the dream defense line.
"haven't seen you for a long time."
When the little boy disappeared, the woman turned her head to look towards the imperial garden, in the direction of the swing.
When the little boy was playing on the swing, there was actually someone next to him. However, when he reached out his hand, it passed through the swing and did not affect anything.
"haven't seen you for a long time."
Seeing the young woman, the boy smiled gently.
"This should be our first meeting since I heard of your existence three thousand years ago."
"Actually, I've seen you more than once. The first time was probably at the Tianjiao Hotel."
The boy thought about it.
"If you say so, this isn't the first time I've seen you."
Ying Yingluo chuckled.
"But this is the first time we're having a face-to-face conversation."
The two former heroes of the Human Federation stood face to face for the first time and had a real conversation.
"When a group of people brought us together, who could have imagined that he would be here?"
When I think of the good people in the Human Federation, I always associate them together, but at that time they had never even communicated face to face.
Who would have thought that they would have a son.
"Unfortunately, I don't even deserve to give him a hug."
The young man sighed, his expression lonely.
Even though he has become the Primordial, because of his own special nature, as long as the Zerg exist in the world, he will not be confined to the Primordial Land, but he still has no way to touch his son.
This is a restriction of the rules.
Except for those who knew of his existence at the beginning, no one else could see him when he traveled around the world.
It is the same even if he possesses his own believers and walks in their bodies.
"Zheng'er's way is the way of the emperor. He, like you and me, can directly enter the realm of the master. When he transcends, he will be able to see you."
Ying Yingluo chuckled.
She is very confident in her son's qualifications.
"Transcendence?"
A trace of sadness flashed in the boy's eyes.
One must transcend to see oneself, but the way of the emperor...
He looked at Ying Yingluo deeply, said nothing, smiled at her, and his figure faded away.
"What realm are you in now?"
Ying Yingluo muttered to herself.
It has never been heard that the transcendent or the original one can appear in the world again.
The appearance of the young man directly changed her inherent impression.
"Zheng'er, grow up quickly! I can't hold on any longer!"
Thinking of her growing power, Ying Yingluo sighed.
If he were to transcend, he would be the only one left in this world. How sad that would be!
So I have to persist until he becomes the master and achieves transcendence.
"The calamity of the undead is both a calamity and a fate!"
Her eyes were dim. In order to pave the way for her son, she could only feel sorry for the many worlds in the sea of boundaries.
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