âWait⌠WaitâŚâ Ah Yong pulled Zhou Wen back as her face flushed red.
âWhat is it now?â Zhou Wen looked at Ah Yong. Ever since he had said that he wanted to take her to An Sheng, Ah Yong would suddenly raise many issues.
She would need to have some water one moment or relieve herself the next. Another moment, she would claim that her legs were numb and she needed some rest.
Zhou Wen thought to himself, You are an Apocalypse-grade creature. Your body is already so pure that it doesnât contain any impurities. You are a pure energy body. Do you still need to use the toilet? Your legs are numb? Earth will probably go numb before you.
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âI still want to drink some waterâŚâ Ah Yongâs eyes darted around as though she didnât dare meet Zhou Wenâs eyes.
âThereâs no need to be nervous. That person only looks like your father. Heâs not really your father. Whatâs there to be nervous about? Letâs go. Weâll return and have some fun after taking a look.â Zhou Wen held Ah Yongâs hand and teleported to a pavilion on the outskirts of Luoyang.
An Sheng was already standing in the pavilion. When he saw Zhou Wen appear with Ah Yong, An Shengâs gaze landed on her.
Ah Yong was a big shot at the Apocalypse grade. She was clearly many times stronger than the weak An Sheng, but when An Shengâs gaze landed on her, it made her feel extremely uneasy.
Ah Yong subconsciously tugged at Zhou Wenâs clothes. Seeing Zhou Wen nod at her, she felt a little relieved and looked at An Sheng again.
An Shengâs appearance was indeed very similar to Emperor of Shangâs painting. Ah Yong felt that if she really had such a father, she wouldnât find him off-putting. Furthermore, she felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
âAh Sheng, say something. Donât just stand there.â Zhou Wen felt like an inexperienced matchmaker. He didnât know how to make the two introverted youths chat.
âHello, Ah Yong. Iâm your father.â An Sheng spoke, but his first sentence nearly made Zhou Wen choke.
âShe⌠She⌠Sheâs really your daughter⌠Are you sureâŚâ Zhou Wen widened his eyes as he sized up the two of them in disbelief.
Although he had one or two thoughts previously that An Sheng might be Ah Yongâs father, he never expected it to be true.
âI think she is.â An Sheng spouted nonsense with a serious expression.
Zhou Wen was already beginning to suspect that An Sheng found Ah Yong was gullible and wanted to trick an Apocalypse-grade big shot like Ah Yong to be his free goon.
Does saying that you are her father really make you her father? I can even say that Iâm The Thearchâs father. Will she acknowledge me? Zhou Wen cursed inwardly.
âDaddyâŚâ
Just as Zhou Wen was cursing An Sheng for being unreliable, he never expected Ah Yong to have tears well in her eyes. She pounced forward and hugged An Sheng, calling him daddy.
Holy sh*t, what kind of person are you? How can you recognize someone like this? Can you have some of the dignity as expected from an Apocalypse-grade big shot? Try to figure out the situation before recognizing him as your father. Are you really acknowledging him as your father just because he said so? If I had known, I would have said you were my daughter. I also lack an Apocalypse-grade big shot to hold the fort! Zhou Wenâs eyes nearly popped out.
Zhou Wen coughed lightly and wanted to say something, but the father and daughter continued chatting as though they hadnât heard him.
One kept calling âDear Ah Yongâ and the other kept calling âDaddyâ affectionately. It left Zhou Wen dumbfounded.
You can acknowledge a loved one just like that? Zhou Wen was beginning to doubt life.
âYoung Master Wen, Iâll take Ah Yong out to have fun. I wonât keep you.â An Sheng got up and informed Zhou Wen before leaving with Ah Yong.
Hey, are you leaving just like that? I went through so much trouble to bring your daughter here from the dimension. You didnât even thank me? Donât you have any manners? Ah Sheng, youâve changedâŚÂ Zhou Wen was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.
However, the family of two ignored him and left.
Is Ah Yong really An Shengâs daughter? Zhou Wen watched the two of them leave in deep thought.
An Sheng wasnât an honest person. He was good at lyingâparticularly goodâbut he wasnât a person without principles. Zhou Wen believed that An Sheng wouldnât spout nonsense.
Although Ah Yong was childish, she wasnât stupid. With the power of the Apocalypse grade, it was impossible for her to casually acknowledge a father.
If An Sheng was really Ah Yongâs father, Zhou Wen felt that his previous guess might really be true.
Unfortunately, Ah Lai doesnât know anything. Otherwise, I could ask him again, Zhou Wen thought regretfully.
Ah Laiâs situation was somewhat different from An Shengâs. An Sheng had truly lost his memory. A portion of his memories might be hidden somewhere in his brain and he might remember it in the future.
Strictly speaking, Ah Lai might not have lost his memory. He might have really been unconscious for a period of time. In other words, the memory in between was very likely non-existent, so it was naturally impossible for him to recall anything.
What a mess! Zhou Wen felt a headache. He felt that the most complicated thing in the world was humans. It was even more complicated than the Lost Immortal Sutra.
The phone vibrated. It was a notification that the dungeon had been downloaded.
Zhou Wen hurriedly took out his phone and indeed, he saw a game icon of Destiny Platform on the home screen.
Whatever. I donât care. Gaming suits me better. Zhou Wen turned around and vanished.
Lying on his bed, he opened the Destiny Platform dungeon.
The blood-colored avatar appeared on the staircase, but Zhou Wen didnât feel any discomfort. He walked to the second stone step without feeling anything.
From the looks of it, the power of the Destiny Platform is useless against me. Zhou Wen walked up to the Destiny Platform in one breath and realized that it was completely motionless. It didnât show any signs of a vital baptism like Jing Daoxian and company.
Zhou Wen thought for a moment and understood what was going on.
He walked back and arrived at the first stone step of the staircase again. Then, he forcefully sealed all his abilities.
He had too many rule-breaking and taboo-breaking abilities. The Destiny Platform directly excluded him and didnât treat him as a human at all. Since he wasnât confined by the rules, he naturally couldnât enjoy the benefits provided by the rulesâ framework.
After forcefully blocking his abilities, Zhou Wen immediately felt his body being sucked onto the stone steps.
Zhou Wen only used his physical strength to stride forward to resist the suction force as he walked towards the Destiny Platform.
As he walked up, the suction force became stronger. Thankfully, Zhou Wenâs physique was excellent. He endured the suction force and arrived in front of the Destiny Platform again.
His body seemed to be pulled by countless hands from hell, preventing him from taking the final step.
Zhou Wenâs muscles, bones, and even veins were exerting their full strength. With a roar, he finally broke through the layers of resistance and stepped onto the Destiny Platform.
After he stepped onto the Destiny Platform, the force that pulled at his body immediately vanished. A strange force enveloped the entire Destiny Platform from every direction.