The fat man was now in a wonderful space, which seemed to be the void of the universe in the Qiankun atlas, and a bit like the bamboo forest where his father forced him to memorize and study when he was a child.
"Son, you've come a long way! Haha...cough cough..." came a slightly older voice of joy, accompanied by a few coughs.
"Dad...!" Mai Sang looked around and saw the man lying on the bamboo couch. He cried and rushed towards him.
This man is tall, thin but extremely strong, with eyes like lightning, and facial features as sharp as a knife and an axe. He is full of masculine charm. He is Mai Sang's father, Mai Wenming.
"Let me take a closer look!" The man managed to stand up, grabbed his son's hand, and looked at it, "Well! After all, his level is still a little lower, but his appearance is better than when he was a child!" He then smiled and said.
The fat man was filled with mixed feelings and excitement. He had a lot to say and a lot of questions to ask, but before he could speak, his eyes fell on a terrible wound on his father's waist.
"You, you are injured? What's going on? Who did it? Holy shit..." Mr. Mai suddenly forgot everything, feeling distressed and angry at the same time.
"Impulse can't lead to big things!" The old man casually pulled the thin quilt to cover the still bleeding wound, and said in his usual lecturing tone: "What's more, you have repeatedly ruined the good deeds of the Poison Spirit Pearl, and it stabbed me with the sword as a cause and effect.
,What’s all the fuss about?!”
"Poison Spirit Pearl... Sword... Ha?! You, are you the God King invited by our family in Chunchun?" The fat man was shocked, remembering what happened in the dark night forest. Although he was in the Twin Saints at the time
The tree was facing the crisis of losing its soul, but it could vaguely see the situation outside. It was the male god summoned by Miaochun who saved countless elves with a big axe, but was also injured by the Jumang Sword of the Poison Lingzhu.
Seeing his son staring at the top of his head, seemingly looking for the pair of dragon horns, Mai Wenming slapped him angrily and said in a feint of anger: "That was just a wisp of spiritual thought that I once had. If I were the same as usual,
, don’t you want to scare people to death?!”
"Oh...it's so embarrassing to be treated as a puppet by my daughter-in-law!" The old man sighed dissatisfiedly.
"Dad, what's going on? Uncle Xikun said you brought him up, so aren't you over a hundred years old this year? Are you really a god?" the fat man asked fearfully.
"He knows nothing! If you fail to succeed, you will fail! Age is just a number to the gods, it has no meaning!" Mai Wenming was very disdainful.
He looked at his dumbfounded son and thought for a moment, and finally decided to tell the truth, "There is a planet called 'Blue Star' about four light years away from Yatai Continent. I am its creator, and that is me."
The first masterpiece after stepping into the threshold of the Lord God!"
"Those guys you met in the God Map of Heaven and Earth are all my descendants. Their promotion was originally to help the guardians, but gradually they turned against each other because of the competition for promotion resources, and finally gave foreign enemies an opportunity to take advantage of.
..." The old man's tone was filled with helplessness and regret.
"Are you talking about wasps?" His father's words confirmed what Xi He and Hong Zu said that day. Mai Sang asked softly without any doubt in his heart.
"If not that guy, who else! Huh!" The old man was furious when he mentioned the wasp. His breathing stopped, and he continued: "This race specializes in plundering other people's resources to strengthen itself. All the people in the universe have been annexed by them.
The planet is vast. These guys took advantage of our civil war and took over the Blue Star in one fell swoop, and they want to kill us all!"
Recalling the tragic scene of the battle that year, a deep murderous intention flashed in Mai Wenming's eyes. After a while, the old man finally calmed down and said: "But our desperate blow also severely damaged the wasps. Even now, they can't do anything."
Completely engulf Blue Star, hehe!"
"I have been to the Divine Map of the Universe, and most of the gods seem to have left only a trace of their spiritual thoughts..." Fatty had already guessed that the guiding voice in the Divine Map was from his father, and he sighed.
"If you want to win, if you want to protect something you cherish, sacrifice is inevitable!" The old man responded flatly, and at the same time restored his usual cold attitude.
"Then you, are you a god or a human now?" Mai Sang asked in a low voice the biggest question in his heart.
"I used the Divine Diagram of the Universe to preserve the spiritual thoughts of the Blue Star gods, which is equivalent to giving them a chance to recover. But doing so has caused serious trauma to my origin! The me in front of you is just a long-lived person.
Just ordinary people who only know a few gadgets! But even so, they are much luckier than those guys!" The old man's answer was filled with unwillingness, but anyone could hear that the truth was never that simple.
"You mean your physical body is separated from your spiritual mind, but your physical body is still very powerful?" The fat man was a little confused.
"You don't understand these things when I explain them. One day you will break through to the realm of God and you will understand!" Mai Wenming waved his hand and did not want to continue this topic.
"Oh..." Due to his father's power, Mr. Mai had no choice but to give up the idea of inquiring. He rolled his eyes and asked again: "Then you came to Yatai to develop your career by chance or..."
"Development is rubbish! We are forced to have no choice, okay?!" The old man cursed in his heart, thought for a while and explained: "The environment here has a lot in common with Blue Star, so I tried my best to create everything...
"
"I'm going to choke you! It turns out that I am the son of the God of Creation of Yatai..." The fat man was so frightened by his father's words that he began to tremble all over when he was excited. But as soon as he trembled a few times, he gritted his teeth and
He yelled: "This wasp deserves to die. It's not enough for them to torment Blue Star, and they actually followed you here again! Dad, don't be too aggrieved. They and I are incompatible, and sooner or later I will help you get rid of these bad breaths!"
The subtle feeling of blood connection brought a rare smile to Mai Wenming's face. He nodded, patted his son's shoulder gently, and said meaningfully: "I expected them to follow, but whether they can come in the second
Turning the tide in the decisive battle, and avenging one's previous shame are of great importance! You are my son, and this responsibility cannot be shied away even if you want to!"
Mai Sang felt that there was something in his father's words, and quickly asked: "The restrictions in the dark night forest, the static ball, the elemental weapons, and the linkage mechanism of the original energy cloud bomb, do these have anything to do with you? Are they for the Wasp's revenge plan?
Part of it?!”
As soon as he said this, Mai Wenming knew that his son's understanding of things and his ability to speculate were far beyond his expectations. He was silent for a long time and responded vaguely: "You have your responsibility, I have mine, but no matter what
You must understand at this time that the father-son relationship between you and me will not change, and the wasp will always be our common enemy!"
For some reason, the fat man suddenly felt a chill all over his body. He realized that his father's plan might be much more terrifying, and he knew even more clearly that unless the other party was willing, he would not get any other truth no matter how much he asked.
"Does my mother know this?" The fat man changed the topic and asked tentatively.
"Oh... Well... I, I will find a chance to talk to her!" This time it was the old man's turn to be embarrassed.