Not a god

Chapter 192 Grandpa
The environment here in Sheshan is just as quiet as the old houses in Suzhou. The people living nearby are all relatives from Hejia Village. Some of the houses here were gifts from others in the past, while others were recently purchased.

They met He Congxue at 10 o'clock, by which time Grandma had already gone to bed. When they returned, it was already 11:30, but Grandpa was still awake.

Besides Grandpa, there was also Second Uncle; the two sprightly old men were playing chess in the living room.

Grandfather's name was He Anqing, and second grandfather's name was He Zhichun. The two brothers were a third-rank invoking deity and a second-rank invoking deity, respectively.

Auntie He Congxue was also awake, sitting in the living room eating sunflower seeds and watching TV. Auntie He Congxue was He Congxue's mother.

Apart from Wanwan's father, all the men in the He family are the type with solemn faces and no smiles. Despite their age, they still maintain a refined demeanor in their clothing and appearance, exuding an air of shrewdness and competence.

Jiang Wanwan had complained to him that the men on her father's side were like the Aburame clan from Naruto, all of them were very quiet, didn't like to talk, and were particularly aloof.

He Congxue had been trying to hug Chen Xi's arm, but the two little Jiangs were on high alert, and she hadn't found an opportunity the whole way. When she got inside, it was already past eleven o'clock, and she saw the two old men still playing chess in the living room: "Hey! Grandpa hasn't gone to sleep yet!"

Grandpa heard the noise, looked up at them, and said calmly, "You're back."

“Oh dear, Xiao Wan and Xiao Chen…” Auntie Er in the living room also got up and said with a speechless look, “Your grandpa knew you were here, and he insisted on dragging your second grandpa over to play chess late at night.”

Grandpa, whose secrets had been exposed, remained unfazed, maintaining a calm and collected demeanor. After meeting Chen Xi's gaze, Chen Xi called him "Grandpa," and he nodded in acknowledgment—a truly cool old man.
The second uncle was pondering his next move, muttering things like, "This isn't right, that isn't right."

Jiang Wanwan hadn't seen her relatives here for a long time, and called out, "Grandpa, Second Grandpa, Aunt!"

"Am I seeing things? Why are there two 'Wanwan's'?"

"It's a forbidden technique! I am the Invincible Clone Life!"

"This child is..."

"Yiyi calls her aunt."

"Aunt!"

Now, not only Second Aunt, but even Grandpa, who was playing chess nearby, couldn't sit still. Such a big thing as childbirth, and they didn't know anything about it. It's obvious that they don't care about their relatives.

Chen Xi explained to them that they had adopted the child due to some special reasons, and their expressions softened. They then gathered around the adorable little girl, who looked up at everyone without any shyness.

My cousin, in particular, suddenly felt a glimmer of hope and her face lit up with joy: "So he was adopted!"

"But Wanwan and I got our marriage certificate in February, we just haven't had a wedding banquet yet."

"What? You've already gotten your marriage certificate?!" My cousin's emotions were like a rollercoaster.

Her second aunt glared at her: "It's Xiaowan's wedding, and you're here shouting and jumping around."

Grandpa made his final move, checkmating his second brother. He didn't care that the younger brother had grown a few more gray hairs. He coughed twice, got up, and was about to say something when his second aunt pulled him away.

"..."

Chen Xi smiled and didn't go over there to sit with them. "I'll play a couple of rounds with Grandpa."

"it is good."

After Chen Xi sat down and reset the chessboard, the old man asked, "What books have you been reading lately?"

"In terms of academic disciplines, they are all related to new energy. My research direction for graduate studies is to study new energy that combines spiritual energy."

"There must be people in China trying to combine spiritual energy with new energy sources... Let me introduce you to a few professors from universities in Shanghai who are also in the field of new energy."

“Okay, Xiaoxue is also preparing to go to university. She said she wants to go to Tianfu University.”

"Hmm, she's been insisting on going. You'll have to keep an eye on her then..." The old man made a move on a game of chess and asked, "Has she awakened her destiny?"

"Awakened, obedient to orders, considered a type of Daoist cultivation. The Heavenly Dao Forbidden Technique is a forbidden technique related to evil remains that can be obtained after killing them. I recently broke through to the third tier."

The old man paused, holding the flag. "Third tier...?"

Although I wasn't particularly shocked, it was still a bit different from Assistant Chen, who simply said "oh" and continued watching TV.

"Yes, but some tricks were used, so it didn't appear in the Investiture of the Gods."

"It seems you've come into contact with some very important people."

"Those things need to be kept secret, so I can't just say them casually."

"nothing."

Grandpa sighed softly, a little regretfully, "I was hoping you would come here to help after you graduate, but it seems we can't persuade you to."

"...Is Grandpa in charge of the family business now?" "There are many things I don't understand in this new era, so I've handed most of it over to A-Gu. In the future, it will be the world of you young people."

Grandpa asked about the recent situation in Jiangcheng and learned that he was now doing some work at the Youth Federation. He said that he came to Shanghai to check on the situation of the branch and asked if Chen Xi needed any help. Chen Xi declined and then said nothing more.

The old man was a kind and benevolent elder who would inquire about the lives of young people but would not interfere much, listening quietly like a mountain.

"pretty good."

"Grandpa, have some fruit! I just bought it!" Jiang Wanwan ran over, put down a basket of fruit, and then ran off again, chatting away with a group of women about gossip from the past few years.

Grandpa didn't ask Jiang Wanwan how she had been these past two years, since she seemed so energetic that nothing seemed wrong.

He also asked Ms. Jiang, his former daughter-in-law.

Ms. Jiang divorced her father because he was dissolute and the entertainment industry was a corrupting influence. She said he had been tainted by the industry. It is said that when they divorced, her grandfather and uncle almost beat him to death.

Although Chen Xi was eager to hear about the gossip of the previous generation, he didn't want to pry too much.

Mr. Jiang has now retired from the entertainment industry and helps with family matters. He went on a business trip out of town this week and hasn't returned yet.

It's pretty good. Chen Xi also couldn't stand the other party. He was able to take Chen Xi, who was still a primary school student, to the strange uncle at Golden Foot Impression. This father-in-law was one of the two people he found difficult to deal with, just like Aunt Jiang.

Chen Xi also learned about the current situation of the He family, which was roughly in line with his guess.

Chen Xi found the He family's ancestral method of summoning deities quite interesting.

It can replicate the soul of another person destined for heaven, and then create a corresponding clone. The clone can perfectly replicate all of the original person's data.

However, this clone can only perform at the level corresponding to the creator.

This destiny is also a mass-production strategy, it has no combat power of its own. Chen Xi said, "Grandpa, do you want to make a copy of me?"

"Copy you..."

"I killed all thirteen skeletons in the city today."

"Okay, but it's getting late, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Chen Xi then thought that this was a divine invocation, asking the grandfather to summon his grandson as a god, which felt a bit strange.

However, Grandpa was an easygoing person and didn't care about this.

The grandfather and grandson played this game of chess for a long time.

Grandpa knew Chen Xi's chess skills; he had many brilliant moves, but lacked experience. At most, he could occasionally surprise Chen Xi, but when faced with Chen Xi's seasoned moves, Grandpa would often lose his composure and ultimately be defeated.

This time, however, the old man sensed something was wrong as the rain continued.

Do you practice regularly?

"A folk chess master from the Ming Dynasty who was good at obeying orders."

"sharp."

"General."

"One more."

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PS: A few days ago, because I stayed up late and had to get up early, I rushed to the high-speed rail station at around 7 a.m. As soon as I got on the train, I fell asleep. I think I was anemic or had low blood sugar. When I arrived at the station, I had just gotten up from my seat when my vision went black. After walking a few steps, my vision went even blacker. After getting off the train, I saw a chair a few meters away from me on the platform. I wanted to walk over and sit down, but I couldn't even walk those few meters. I felt dizzy and lightheaded. I couldn't even stand up and squatted down on the ground. After half a minute, I vomited a lot of jaundice fluid.

Physically, I have to work during the day and write late into the night every day. My meals are irregular, and my health has been very poor lately. I often experience dizziness when I stand up, but this time it was the worst. My vision went black and then I felt dizzy and couldn't stand up.

I've always been physically weak since I was a child. I often caught colds and fevers when I was young. I remember one time I had a severe cough and fever in the middle of the night, and my grandma was crying, thinking that I wouldn't survive... I actually fainted once or twice when I was in elementary school. One time it was even more serious. I got up and took only two steps before collapsing on the ground and not being able to get up for a minute or two. But that was all in elementary school. In college, I exercised a lot. I was a special forces college student who could ride my bicycle for more than 100 kilometers from school to home overnight.

I went to the hospital and they said there was nothing seriously wrong, but my physical condition was very poor. This poor condition wasn't because I had any illness, but simply because I wasn't getting enough rest, I was overthinking, I was severely malnourished and anemic, I had insufficient blood and qi, and I also had severe neurasthenia, especially mental fatigue. I could hear my heartbeat while sleeping, and there were uncontrollable voices in my head that were draining my mental energy.

My mental state isn't good either. Like Chen Xi in the article, who keeps thinking about the meaning of life, it's actually just me thinking about it. And time and time again, I feel that life is really meaningless. I seem to have had a kind of emptiness since high school, and this situation has become more serious recently. I feel bored, I think nothing is meaningful, I can't feel any beauty in this world, and my mood has been in a very low mental state. The burden is too heavy.

I type very slowly. It takes me more than six hours to type four thousand words each time. I often finish get off work, eat, take a shower, and go home to start typing until one or two in the morning. If I get hungry, I eat something and play on my phone for a while, and then I finish typing until three in the morning. Then I have to get up and go to work the next day.

Under such circumstances, it's no wonder my body is in this state. Not only does my vision go black when I stand up now, but I've also had repeated colds and fevers recently. I feel like my energy and spirit are almost completely depleted at such a young age. If this continues, I'm sure something serious is going to happen.

So, for the time being, I can only reduce the daily word count to around two to three thousand words. This way, I won't get the full attendance bonus. Currently, the results are very good, with over five thousand average subscriptions. It's time to push for even better results, and reducing the word count will definitely affect the performance. But the shop owner is also helpless; I almost died while offering sacrifices to my ancestors. My life is more important. If I finish this book and there are any new books, I'll definitely save them until they're finished before releasing them, sob sob.

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