In Songhai City, the Palace of the Realm, there is an underground research institute with unknown coordinates, where Fang Xing is being imprisoned.
The underground research institute has a strong restraining circle. Fang Xing cannot use his hands and feet here at all. His spiritual power is suppressed, and this underground research institute seems to be specially built for him.
However, Bai Youquan, who brought him here, did not neglect him. The rooms in the research institute were in the European style that Fang Xing liked. There were huge floor-to-ceiling windows. Although they were underground, outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, you could easily move in and out according to your own preferences.
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Tonight, Fang Xing’s dinner is a piece of Kun steak, which is made from the most muscular part of the belly of the ancient ferocious Kun, cut and carefully cooked. The drink is blood wine brewed with Qiongqi’s blood. The wine contains
It has a strong strawberry flavor, which is a sign of authentic Qiongqixue.
Although Fang Xing had never tasted food cooked with these ancient ferocious beasts before, he had more or less learned about it from ancient books.
However, these delicacies did not improve Fang Xing's mood, but instead made his expression become more solemn.
The power of the person behind the scenes was far beyond his imagination.
Just using these ferocious beasts that are extinct in the world to cook is already amazing to Fang Xing.
He was imprisoned in a room in the research institute. While he was thinking, the door with a sense of technology in the room slowly opened.
"What's wrong, classmate Fang? You don't seem to be in a good mood? Your father has been resurrected in this world. You should feel happy." Bai Youquan smiled, and then he clapped his hands.
A man with white hair reaching his waist, a thin but rather delicate appearance, was pushed forward by two shadow figures. This man was wearing a white robe, and his neck was covered with shining scales.
"Dad?" Fang Xing looked excited.
However, the man in front of him had no expression on his face. His eyes were fixed on Fang Xing, but it was more like looking at a stranger.
"After your father was resurrected, his memory changed. He didn't even see your birth. He only knew that his son was an egg. He had no impression of you at all. So even if he is resurrected now, he has nothing to do with his son.
You are just a passerby." Bai Youquan sneered and said through the voice: "But thanks to the research results provided by your father, our research has finally begun to bear fruit. After the celebration banquet in the evening, I will not take you
My father has been taken away from here, and now I will leave you with a touching time for father and son to get together."
As soon as Bai Youquan finished speaking, he left with his shadow men.
He is very confident in his layout.
Even if the two are related by blood, he is not afraid at all.
How much is bloodline worth?
When I was a kid, wasn't my father Bai Zhe used as a dumbbell to lift weights...
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For a long time, the room was completely silent.
Shepi Zhenxian found a seat and sat down, with a dignified posture and a well-behaved appearance.
Fang Xing had never seen his father's real appearance. He got more information from history books, which were basically portraits. If you look at some well-known figures, for example, Zhu Yuanzhang has a shoehorned face...
He had never thought that his father could be so good-looking. He was afraid that the painter who painted his father's portrait was not an abstract painter.
But in terms of appearance alone, his father is indeed much younger than he imagined after his resurrection. His current appearance should be what his father looked like when he was young.
"Dad..." Fang Xing called tentatively.
The snake-skin immortal next to him showed a horrified look: "Young man, don't mistake your father for your father."
"..."
Fang Xing: "But... you are really my father. Didn't you listen to what that person just said..."
A blush appeared on Immortal Snake Skin's face: "Don't try to lie to me, I...I'm not even married, where did I get my son from?"
As Bai Youquan said, after the memory of Shepi Zhenxian was tampered with, Fang Xing had almost no memory, let alone the fact that he had laid an egg.
"You really don't remember anything at all?" Fang Xing said calmly: "You gave birth to a boy back then! That boy was me!"
"Male...men's ball..."
In fact, male ball means laying eggs, but the idea of giving birth to male ball seems better.
But Fang Xing didn't expect that these words would actually make his father, Shepi Zhenxian, change his expression: "Young man, what kind of international joke are you making? How could I, a man like me, be able to give birth to a child? Where in the world can I be?
There is such a pervert! You are not mocking me, are you? Although I look very handsome, I am indeed a man! I have researched so many cultivation scientific research results, and there has never been a spell that can make a man have a child.
of!"
"..." Fang Xing was silent.
He didn't know how to explain it at all.
Because when his father, Shepi Zhenxian, gave birth to him, he did not give birth to him by transforming his body... to be precise, it was an instinctive reaction to reproduce offspring. The special immortal method they practiced "White Night"
"The Technique" is an ability, which is a spell that can automatically back up cells when life is in danger.
Before dying, "White Night Art" will retain some elite cells to develop in the body through recombination, and finally form an egg. In fact, it is a giant cell formed in the body after continuous replication and division!
However, it is obvious that regarding the matter of "The Art of the White Night", perhaps due to memory tampering, the Snake Skin Immortal did not even remember this.
From Shepi Zhenxian's current perspective, Fang Xing is a strange young man who casually recognizes his father.
He is so young... what a pity, he is a pervert!
At this point, Fang Xing had a headache.
This situation is difficult to handle.
First of all, memory tampering is not amnesia. Before the resurrection of Shepi Zhenxian, Bai Youquan completely erased that part of the memory through some means. In other words, after the rebirth, Shepi Zhenxian did not carry that memory with him.
Part of the memory has been regenerated. Retrieving that memory is much more complicated than amnesia.
Fang Xing sighed. He stared at the face of Shepi Zhenxian, constantly thinking of various ways in his mind. His spell could not be cast under the influence of the restriction... So, he had to think of a physical way.
, to prove the relationship between himself and the snake skin immortal.
no solution anymore……
Fang Xing realized that it was time to let go of his idol baggage.
He faced the Snake Skin Immortal, and then opened his mouth wide...
The corner of the snake's mouth!
It can be opened up to 180°!
Fang Xing has never performed this kind of skill in front of others! But for his father, Fang Xing decided to risk everything today!