The Earth Conquers All Worlds

"Hello, President!"

"It's the first time I've seen you."

...

"Hello, I'm honored too."

Zhao Shi and Yang Qiushui walked through the courtyard, and the people along the way looked at them cautiously and excitedly. Zhao Shi also returned the greetings seriously one by one, not being negligent because of their status and their fragile lives of less than a hundred years.

The people around are very mixed, ranging from boys in their 70s and 80s to teenagers. They have experienced the cruel society of the Fire Lotus Region more than 40 years ago, and they are very grateful to Zhao Shi who changed everything.

Behind the courtyard is the main house, with traditional wooden style, low-key and elegant decoration, very stylish, without the vulgarity of nouveau riche.

Zhao Shi swept across the room and took in the situation inside.

It was Zhao Dali who was served and lying on the bed. He looked extremely old.

The face was full of deep wrinkles, covering even the eyes, leaving only a gap, cloudy and dim, when he saw Zhao Shi, he instantly became radiant, returning to the light.

There were more than ten people around, and their status didn't seem to be low, but Zhao Shi only glanced at an old man who could vaguely see the beauty of his youth, and an old man in his sixties or seventies who curled up and looked dodgy.

Zhao Dali's wife and son seem to be sixty-two years old, and they are also old people. Standing with Zhao Shi is like an old man and his grandson.

Zhao Shi bowed slightly to meet Zhao Dali's excited eyes: "I heard that you want to see me, so I'm here."

There is a gentle smile on his face, his movements are meticulous, and there is no faux pas.

The look in Zhao Dali's eyes quickly dimmed, and he said bitterly: "It's been sixty-seven years, you're still like this, I don't understand, it's just some beatings and scolding when I was a child, why you still refuse to forgive me for so many years, Dongyuan City slum All the parents in there educate their sons like this.”

The voice was weak and intermittent, and some places were still indistinct, but Zhao Shi, who possessed spiritual consciousness, could hear it clearly.

"Maybe it's a difference in outlook on life." Zhao Shi said calmly: "But this does not affect our relationship. Not everyone in the world can get along happily, so there is no need to force it."

The light in Zhao Dali's eyes dimmed even more, leaving only a faint trace.

Is this the case for martial arts experts?

In his eyes, family affection is insignificant. To him, his own death is like withering flowers on the side of the road. It happens from time to time without even causing a wave.

If he didn't take the blue star college entrance examination back then, and stayed in Dongyuan City to work in the factory after graduating from high school, would it be better than now?

Zhao Dali's cloudy eyes became moist, and he vaguely remembered what he looked like more than 60 years ago, when they depended on each other for life, he was still very well-behaved and sensible, not worrying at all, and his grades were also the best in the vicinity.

"Master..." Seeing that Zhao Dali's spirit was getting weaker and weaker, but he refused to speak, the grandmother beside the bed showed an anxious expression and pushed his hand.

She is more than ten years younger than Zhao Dali, women have a relatively longer life expectancy, and now her body looks pretty tough.

"Rongxiu, Wu'er..." Zhao Dali managed to raise his spirits, and said to Zhao Shi, "I want to ask you one thing."

"Please say, if it complies with national laws and regulations, I will try my best to do so."

Zhao Wu, who was already in his sixties or seventies, shrank back.

He was very domineering when he first came to Fire Lotus Realm. He colluded with corrupt officials and did a lot of things, and he ended up miserable. He was imprisoned for more than 20 years and was only released recently.

In his opinion, his eldest brother is like a ghost, ruthless and unwilling to show any affection.

"I don't have a chance in this life. I want Wu'er to become a true energy warrior and prolong my life for another two hundred years. I also want to make the Wu'er branch of the Zhao family rich from generation to generation, and their bloodlines will never be cut off, just like those aristocratic families. Like a great man." Zhao Dali's eyes were full of hope and pleading.

He is a traditional federal person, and he regards the bloodline as the continuation of his own life. It is not surprising that he has this kind of concept, and he knows that Zhao Shi can definitely do it, and he only needs one idea to continue.

It doesn't take much effort.

Zhao Wu and his mother looked longingly at Zhao Shi anxiously.

"The first one, Zhao Wu advanced to the True Qi Realm..." Zhao Shi scanned Zhao Wu's body and spirit carefully with his consciousness.

A congenital martial artist is at the peak, but he is already sixty-two years old, his body is aging, and he has almost no potential at all.

Zhao Wu blushed and lowered his head.

I and the king are brothers, but I am like a reptile under the sun, and I have nothing to be proud of.

Zhao Shi pondered and said: "I will give Zhao Wu a piece of flying-level resources and related guidance. Whether he can advance or not depends on himself. Martial arts cannot be manipulated by others."

Zhao Wu was extremely disappointed.

On his own, he has no confidence, even with extraordinarily abundant resources.

"Then what happened to the Zhao family's prosperity?" Zhao Dali asked undisturbed.

He absolutely refused to believe that a king could not help a mere innate warrior advance, it was nothing more than his unwillingness to pay a huge price.

But he knew that Zhao Shi didn't have much affection for him, so he could only endure it.

"This is absolutely impossible."

Zhao Shi said lightly: "There is no such thing as being born high or low. Everyone should stand on the same starting line and become a strong martial artist with their own efforts, talents, and luck, and become rich and prosperous."

"Then why do I want you?!" Zhao Dali couldn't bear it any longer, roared, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and coughed loudly: "I gave birth to you, raised you, you owe me, you have to do this !"

"If you don't agree to me, I will die with regret, you unfilial son!"

The people around were silent.

It is rare for a king to be reprimanded like this.

"It seems that our values ​​are different, and we cannot communicate." Zhao Shi got up calmly and walked out: "I am very grateful to have met you for a while in the endless universe, and now is the time to say goodbye."

Gorgeous porcelain can only be obtained through countless painstaking refining processes, but it only needs a slight push on the ground to break it.

Equality for all is an important part of the way of the sea of ​​blood. Only by relying on this principle can we absorb outstanding talents from all races and races in the heavens and myriad worlds with the greatest efficiency, and jointly promote the progress of the road of immortality in the sea of ​​blood.

This is an iron principle, and anyone who tries to violate this principle will be hit by him mercilessly.

Not to mention Zhao Dali, even if his biological parents were here, it would be useless.

Blood relationship is not a reason to deprive others of their dreams. Everyone in the world is an independent individual. There are mutual obligations in raising and providing for the elderly. This must be the case, but it is only limited to this.

"Nizi...cough cough...you must die..."

Zhao Dali's constant curses and increasingly serious coughs came from behind, and finally gradually weakened and disappeared.

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