Question: If one day, your love rival suddenly rushes up to hug your thigh and calls you father, what will you do at this time?
The answer for Kongbao is:
He hesitates for a moment, then reacts quickly.
So he looks at Kong Ba, and with Kong Wuying’s mannerisms he says. "Little Ba... how did you recognize me?"
Kong Ba receives an affirmative reply, with the same tone father uses, and his IQ is tossed away. With a shy, hopeful voice that fits the nice impression that Kong Wuying has of him, Kong Ba says, "No matter what my father becomes, I will recognize him!"
Kongbao laughs madly on the inside, but he pretends to be very moved on the outside. He reaches out and pets Kong Ba, praising with the usual idiomatic tone: "You are good."
Hahahahahahahahaha...
Kong Ba has no doubt about the identity of "father", so he asks with a smile on his face: "Father, how did you become like this? Why did you come here?"
Kongbao explains, "It is very lucky to be able to resurrect from death. It doesn't matter what I look like, I am still me!" His dark eyes are firm, showing a little domineering belonging to the master, and then gentle, "As for why I came here? For one person."
Kongbao’s eyes soften, thinking about the master, and the inexplicable attachment and admiration comes through in his voice. "This monarch fell in love with a person, and until the moment I met him, I didn't know what grandeur and domineering power were. I can't compare a single thing to the man's slight smile."
Wow!
Like a torrential, freezing cold rain pouring from the sky, Kong Ba is frozen.
Fell in love-!
Kongbao seems to think that he hasn’t gone far enough, and slowly says, "Now I am living again, I no longer care about what power and strength are, as long as I can go hand in hand with him. For me, the rest of my life is enough. Little Ba, don’t tell anyone that I am dead and risen again. The Yeying Monarch is dead, let his name stay on the tombstone forever. From now on, I will travel with this man. You can come to me if you miss your father, I am sure he will like you very much."
Kong Ba: "... Father, you..."
Kongbao frowns. "I should go to him, Little Ba, let’s talk later."
Kong Ba watches his ‘father’s’ figure quickly leave. There are only three words in my heart!
Why? Why? Why?
Although father in the past did not have any feelings beyond that of father-son, at least his father did not have any feelings for anyone. Kong Ba believed that as long as he worked hard enough, he would be able to impress his father with his tenderness and win his heart!
However...
It is natural to be happy that his father was able to come back to life. But what?! Like others? You’ll give up the country for him!? Why this... why?!
Which slut, in the end, confused his father with tricks?!
The flame of hatred is burning.
...
At the same time, the real daddy Kong walking by the stream suddenly sneezes. He rubs his nose, which turns it red, and makes it look a little cute.
Looking around, Kong Wuying searches hard for traces of herbs. The first level of Chu Huang Tai introduced the elimination system.
But the second place is not him, it’s a strong man named Hong Ling with a straightforward personality.
The result of the final counting was: a total of 153 people successfully passed the first round, and 22 were eliminated.
Among them, the highest score, that is, the first place, was Ning Zhao of the Daqing Empire, with 378 points.
The second place, Hong Ling of the Nanhai Empire, eighty-three points.
Third place, Datong Kingdom Aba, eighty-two points.
...
This was the end of the first day of the competition, and the eliminated contestants regretted having to leave. The rest of the contestants, after enjoying a wonderful dinner, went back to each room to rest fully.
Kong Wuying stares blankly at his son and roommate.
Although Kong Ba let him down, because of a father’s mind, Kong Wuying still asks, "What are you...?"
Kong Ba sneers at him coldly. “I smell a fox in this room, don’t you?”
Vixen!
Kong Wuying sniffs carefully: "No."
Although the room is broken, the ventilation is therefore better. He doesn't smell anything, though perhaps flowers from outside. What's wrong with Kong Ba? Is it uncomfortable?
Kong Wuying never thought that his son would ridicule him, so he was at a loss.
Instead, the system pipes up with: "Master, he sounds like he is scolding you."
Kong Wuying rolls his eyes. “How is this possible?"
Kong Ba is shocked. How can my father like this stupidity? Does father like stupid people?
Kong Ba storms off to the bed angrily.
Looking at Kong Ba, who occupies their only bed, Kong Wuying is a little puzzled. Why is his son so odd? Forget it, no matter how many adolescent sons end up crooked, this is normal now.
...
It's the next day.
The second contest is about to begin. The competition is not in the simulation space, but a small space was separated by the matrix method, so that the participants entered one by one for evaluation.
This game is sorted by yesterday's points, so Kong Wuying is the first. He walks into the square array, and hears a voice sound in his ear: "Please find the difference between the two pictures on the left and right. The time limit is ten minutes."
Kong Wuying looks at the two pictures that slowly appear under his feet. To the naked eyes, it looked exactly the same. He falls into a deep silence.
Master Huang Tang is really some kind of ghost.
The system expresses excitement: "This is my favorite game with Chu Chu back then!"