The room fell into a difficult-to-describe silence.
Ning Changfeng took several deep breaths in succession.
Ning Su pretended not to hear as he lay on the bed.
He understood Ning Changfeng very well, after all, it was 100 million points. If he was the other, he would not be willing to let other people cut his head. He would cut it himself and secretly change his identity to exchange 100 million points.
“Do you really want that 100 million points?”
“I do,” Ning Su said. “A hundred million points would be enough for me to lie low for a lifetime. I’ve always wanted them, and now I want them even more.”
Ning Changfeng asked, “Why? Why do you want them even more now?”
Ning Su lay on the bed, looking at the black roof and the dark, damp crevices where black-green moss was growing vigorously. He said, “A few days ago, Ah Fei earned nearly a million points. But she’s so young, and she called me ‘Dad’... Well, she sees me as a father figure, so I have to act a bit like a father, right?”
This statement seemed to pierce someone’s heart, and the room fell into silence again.
Ning Changfeng said, “It’s just a hundred million points. I have them too.”
Ning Su turned to look at him with an expression that didn’t seem to want to expose his lie.
What a joke.
“An instance dungeon every month. That’s 2 million points a month, only 24 million points a year. It would take over four years to reach a hundred million. We don’t have that much time on the game base. We still need to buy a house and eat, and who knows, we might have some strange little hobbies.”
“Brother, don’t act like you’re rich when you’re not. Don’t throw your face to show off.”
Ning Su hesitated, then added, “But you ranked higher than President Shi. Why is the gap so big?”
No man who had just become a father could accept that his son didn’t idolize him.
“Can it be the same?” Ning Changfeng immediately retorted, “She’s been in the base for years. She arrived early and monopolized the base’s real estate, and so many people give her points every year. She’s a capitalist exploiter...”
Ning Changfeng suddenly stopped speaking.
He suddenly thought of a very serious question.
He had been immersed in the shock of having such a big son and the first intimate contact with his son turned out like that, so he hadn’t thought about this matter until now.
He had such a big son, so who was the mother?
Ning Changfeng might seem like a playboy on the surface, but he knew he had high standards.
Who would he entrust his heart to?
He looked at Ning Su, and he suddenly knew why. From the moment he laid eyes on Ning Su, he found him incredibly cute.
Ning Su’s face, unlike his, had a nose that looked like his, but the eyes were different.
These beautiful peach blossom eyes might be inherited from his mother.
Ning Changfeng: “......”
Ning Changfeng: “…………”
The expression on Ning Changfeng’s face was indescribable.
If you had to describe it in one sentence, it would be like “the sky has fallen”.
How would he face the days ahead?
Would he need to play 18 instances a month?
Ning Changfeng was bombarded one after another with heavy blows. When he finally caught his breath and regained his composure, the person in bed was already asleep.
Two tiny black blood vessels spread across Ning Su’s forehead. His long eyelashes hang down, and he slept peacefully.
Ning Changfeng stood there, took a stiff half step forward, and leaned close to the bed to look at the young man.
His fingers reached out, and through the small distance, they lightly touch the black veins protruding on the other’s forehead.
He vaguely remembered seeing the tiny black veins on his neck when he first saw him. At that time, he was just curious and made guesses.
It’s hard to recall what he saw in his son’s chest.
He didn’t know what his son had been through.
Ning Changfeng extended his fingers and compared the size of his son’s face with his palm.
Ning Changfeng compared the size of his son’s fingers with two of his own.
Ning Changfeng even wanted to lie down and see how tall his son had grown.
He looked like he’s only sixteen or seventeen, too thin, and his organs had also deteriorated.
An unfamiliar emotion overwhelmed Ning Changfeng. He foolishly compared their ages and imagined how his son could have grown so big. His heart softened, yet the weight of sorrow made it hard to breathe.
Originally, this was what it felt like to be a father.
2101: [Do you know the way to see the god? If you do, tell the system the way, and if it’s correct, you will be immediately sent out of the instance.]
Ning Changfeng looked at Ning Su, thinking about many things, and he said: [I don’t know.]
2101 wanted to say something else, but it didn’t dare to disturb him and quietly left.
***
After the worship ceremony ended, the evening sun was dyed rose-red by the sunset, blending into the night.
The Holy Maiden stood by the window, expressionless, watching the magnificent sunset outside.
Yenan Wang hurried over. “Is Ning Changfeng really Ning Su’s father? Why did you tell Ning Changfeng? You should have waited until five days later when Ning Su transplants the sacred flower to tell him!”
The Holy Maiden replied, “You already found this out. Even the words inside the Flower God’s temple can reach your ears.”
Yenan Wang didn’t respond to this; he continued, “I don’t understand. Many decisions made by our Yenan family’s flower attendants are quite strange.”
“Ning Changfeng’s side is the same as Hua Feng’s.”
“His flower is contaminated, and it’s impossible to nurture anything. Why should you help him? We should give him a sacred flower!”
The Holy Maiden turned away, looking at him coldly, “Don’t interfere in the affairs of the Flower God’s temple.”
Yenan Wang said, “If you don’t give me an explanation, I will report it to the Emperor!”
“The Emperor also knows what kind of flower attendant is valuable and when to transplant and nurture a sacred flower!”
A cold smile played at the corner of the Holy Maiden’s mouth. “Go ahead and try.”
“You fool,” she mocked without restraint. “Didn’t you understand? This is a way to ensure survival. Haven’t you used this method too? Why can’t you see it clearly?”
***
The last trace of fiery red sunset disappeared from the horizon, and the entire Furen County welcomed the night.
After the believers had all left, there was a gradually growing atmosphere of panic and restlessness in the Flower God’s temple.
When Ning Changfeng came down, several players were gathered around Fang Qi.
Of the three players who transplanted the sacred flower at noon today, two were still unconscious and hadn’t woken up, and one had fallen asleep after lying down for a few minutes.
There were also two players of unknown origin in their courtyard, all gathered around Fang Qi’s bedside.
Ning Changfeng heard Zhu Shuangshuang ask, “Do they still need to lie on the waterbed? Does that mean tonight is very dangerous?”
Hearing this, Ning Changfeng walked over.
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