Simultaneous travel: My sons all have the qualities of an emperor

Chapter 355 An elderly person using Stamina joined the group (transitional chapter, you don't have to subscribe)
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[Ding! You are invited to join the "Father's Status Rises with His Son" chat group. Do you agree?]

A voice in his ear made Gu Ming, who was working at the Qin Mansion, tremble violently.

Is the father more valuable than the son?

This is directed at me; I'm afraid they've pulled the wrong person.

Gu Ming silently looked down at his attire: a cotton-padded jacket he had worn for over a decade, patched and mended repeatedly, almost worn smooth, and his hands covered in calluses.

What kind of expensive is this? Oh, a father's status depends on his son's. So, does that mean I can still live off my son?

Let me think who my son is... tsk, Bao Guowei... Oh dear, that's even worse.

Yes, Gu Ming has transmigrated; this is the third day since his transmigration.

At first, on the first day of his transmigration, Gu Ming opened his eyes and realized that things were not simple. A dump truck roared past, he was not dead, but why did he feel overworked all over?

Then, tedious, boring, humble, and pathetic memories flooded back to him like a tide. Very well, it turned out he had transmigrated into a widowed old bachelor.

To be middle-aged, still a servant, with a son but no wife, no money but debts—it's a perfect, disastrous start to the year.

What made Gu Ming even more uneasy was that a few days ago, he had to repeat a year due to his exam results and had to pay tuition and clothing fees again.

It matches up perfectly! It all matches up perfectly! Isn't this plot clearly about the Bao family, father and son?

But Gu Ming almost couldn't catch his breath. He didn't know how he was going to get by. At his age, was there any point in working hard?

Moreover, what does he have to rely on to make a living? His entire fortune, which is already several tens of thousands of dollars in debt, is up to him. Besides, he has a spendthrift son. What kind of life is this? Is this what you call "a father's status rising with his son's success"?

Thinking of this, Gu Ming felt an intense bitterness in his mouth, but he quickly cheered up. Life may be tough, but he still had to look forward. And here he was, hanging up.

He silently said to himself, "I accept the invitation."

[Ding! Stanscon's dad has joined the group chat.]

In an instant, all the Gu Mings in every world saw a person with the profile picture of "Gu Ming" applying hair oil enter the group, and upon seeing this name, they all couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

[Yi Zi's Dad: Are you serious, not a brother? Stenk is your son? This isn't just hair oil, is it?]

The others joined in, mocking the newcomer to the group.

This made Gu Ming, who was in the Qin Mansion, so embarrassed that he dug his toes into the ground, wishing he could dig out a three-bedroom apartment and hide inside.

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Meanwhile, Bao Guowei went to the home of his wealthy "friend" Guo Chun to return the basketball he had picked up.

"Wait, who are you and what are you doing?" a servant shouted at Bao Guowei, causing the usually sycophantic Bao to panic.

Fortunately, Guo Chun looked down from the window and recognized his pet dog—no, his classmate—and then spoke up to help him out.

Bao Guowei straightened his chest and walked in with a smug look on his face, which made the servant grimac.

Then Bao Guowei, looking every bit the sycophant, ran upstairs to return the basketball to Guo Chun. But the higher he went, the more nervous he became.

After all, the villa's decoration was too luxurious, which deeply shocked Bao Guowei and made him feel that his earthy smell was almost impossible to hide.

As soon as he went upstairs, Bao Guowei smelled the aroma of food. His eyes were fixed on the table with five dishes and a soup. He swallowed hard, but said, "Guo Chun, I'm not hungry. You don't need to ask me to stay for dinner."

Guo Chun: "..."

"Aunt Wu, bring another set of bowls and chopsticks."

Since things had come to this point, Guo Chun had no choice but to stay, but he went to wash his hands before Bao Guowei took his seat.

Despite Bao Guowei's domineering attitude towards his father, he was as obedient as a quail in front of Guo Chun, and went to the bathroom without any fuss.

Then, seeing the luxury goods displayed on the sink, she was overwhelmed with admiration. She then washed her face and neck thoroughly.

After washing, Bao Guowei felt rather dissatisfied. He felt uneasy if he didn't use all the luxury goods in front of him.

Instead, he poked his head out and asked with a smile, "Guo Chun, what kind of hair oil do you use?"

"Standcon," Guo Chun said impatiently.

"Oh~ I also use Stemcon."

After saying that, Bao Guowei decisively peeked back and found a bottle with the name "Standcone" on it, completely unaware of Guo Chun's disdainful expression.

After applying hair oil and wiping it with her small hands, Bao Guowei looked at herself in the mirror and felt a sense of accomplishment, as if she had entered high society. She thought to herself:
"When I get back, I'll have Lao Bao buy me some Stamina."

What, no money? He doesn't care. He can cry, make a scene, or even threaten suicide. In the end, Lao Bao will definitely agree.

Bao Guowei then went outside and saw that there was no one at the table, and the table was full of leftover food. His expression was slightly unnatural, but he quickly pretended to be fine and sat down again.

As the saying goes, people from different circles insist on trying to fit in.

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That evening, among the servants' lodgings at the Qin Mansion, two people, one fat and one thin, arrived at Gu Ming's residence. They were all people the original owner had accumulated over the years.

One was a cook who worked at the same Qin Gong Mansion, and the other was a barber at a barbershop.

The two of them started talking non-stop as soon as they arrived, and it was all about how to lend money to Gu Ming.

But as the two were talking, their tone suddenly stopped, and a loud noise came from the door, as someone kicked the door open.

Then Bao Guowei walked in with a displeased look on his face, ignoring the two people who were talking and showing a contemptuous attitude.

Gu Ming immediately opened his eyes: "Stop! You're home now, aren't you going to greet your two uncles?"

Bao Guowei pretended not to hear and was about to sit down. The barber was about to get up when a hand suddenly landed on his shoulder.

It felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him, making it impossible for him to get up, yet it was also as gentle as a cloud, causing him no harm whatsoever.

"Sit down and let me teach this unfilial son a lesson."

The barber looked at Gu Ming in surprise, only to find that his old friend of decades seemed to have become a completely different person.

Without the bitterness and resentment of before, his bent back, which had never straightened, now stood like a spear, making his heart tremble uncontrollably, just like when he saw the county magistrate when he was a child.

Upon hearing this, Bao Guowei felt a surge of inexplicable resentment. What a rebellious son! How dare Lao Bao speak to him like that in front of so many people? Doesn't he have any dignity?

He then walked up to Gu Ming, kicked the stool Gu Ming was sitting on without any hesitation, and said bluntly, "Get up, I want to read and study."

Studying books was Bao Guowei's go-to method for dealing with his son, Lao Bao. After all, in those days, the poor believed that only by studying hard could they have a future. Lao Bao felt the same way, hoping his son would achieve academic success and become a high-ranking official—maybe as high as a section chief.

Seeing Bao Guowei's pathetic state, and recalling how he had been ridiculed by his friends in the group chat all morning, Gu Ming became even angrier.

"You've gotten the upper hand on me?"

Gu Ming has a fiery temper; he always treats people differently depending on who they are.

Then, he stood up directly. Seeing this, Bao Guowei's eyes flashed with a hint of smugness, and he felt a strange sense of pleasure.

After all, it was only at this time that he could enjoy the sense of power to command others, even though the person in question was his own biological father.

However, before he could even show his smugness, he saw his father's hand suddenly move, slap slap!

Two hard slaps landed squarely on his face, so fast that even a high school student with excellent athletic performance couldn't keep up.

Then, a strange force lifted him up, and his body spun around in the air several times before he landed heavily on the ground, his mind blank, as if he had been stunned.

The cook and barber standing nearby were so shocked that they stood up. They never imagined that their old friend would treat Bao Guowei so badly, since Bao Guowei had always been their lifeline.

"Old Bao, you mustn't do that! Bao Guowei is a student, he's very precious. Don't break him."

The two men tried to dissuade him, but Gu Ming sneered, "Don't worry, I've got the pressure just right. It'll leave you bewildered but not brain-damaged."

Just as Gu Ming said, his strength was perfect, causing only pain and no real injury. So Bao Guowei quickly regained consciousness and lay on the ground looking at his biological father in disbelief.

He was used to being bossed around by his father and never dreamed that he would be beaten. Although he felt a little scared, he was mostly filled with nameless anger.

With others trying to dissuade Gu Ming, Bao Guowei became even bolder and angrier. Lying on the ground, he roared at Gu Ming:

"Fine, you actually dared to hit me, and in front of others no less! Don't stop me, keep hitting me, if you have the guts, just kill me."

Gu Ming frowned, a surge of malice rising within him. This kid was a bully only within his own territory, clearly useless, which made his hands itch even more.

He then clenched his fist, making a cracking sound as he walked towards Bao Guowei. Bao Guowei panicked, and the burning pain on his face reminded him that his biology father was truly capable of hitting him.

He was always meek and submissive in front of outsiders, but he was particularly domineering in front of his own father, so he half-wailed and half-roared:

"Come on, kill me! Let my dead mother see how you treated me."

Gu Ming was instantly amused by the boy's words and said, "Why bother with all that trouble? I'll just send you to see your dead mother right now."

After saying that, he first kicked Bao Guowei into the air, and then slapped him twice across the face, leaving Bao Guowei dizzy and disoriented.

It wasn't too late. One palm after another, Gu Ming's palms struck his face, and then the force flowed into his whole body, causing his body to spin continuously in the air.

The cook and barber were truly dumbfounded. They swallowed hard and hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, saying, "Old Bao, you can't do this! Someone will die!"

This made Gu Ming stop, not out of pity, but because he really wanted to see what kind of trouble Bao Guowei could cause after such a beating.

Then, with a flick of his finger, an invisible energy flowed into Bao Guowei's entire body, relieving his life while enhancing his sense of touch.

The pain was unimaginable; pain spread throughout Bao Guowei's entire body, affecting every part of his body.

Young people value their reputation above all else, and to be beaten by one's own father in front of outsiders—who could bear that? Bao Guowei was burning with rage, glaring fiercely at Gu Ming:

"You hit me! You actually dared to hit me! What right do you have to hit me!"

“Since we were little, you’ve had everything that your classmates had, but now you have to borrow money for your tuition. Do you know how many times you’ve embarrassed people?”

Gu Ming laughed. In his opinion, Bao Guowei was no good, and neither was the original owner of this body. Their excessive pampering ultimately harmed the child.

However, since he had transmigrated into the body of the original owner, he should say a few words on behalf of the original owner and see if Bao Guowei had any remorse.

Gu Ming said, word by word:

"You're complaining now? I've scrimped and saved to send you to school since you were little, and instead of seizing the opportunity to change your fate, you keep complaining. Don't you think it's shameful of you to talk like that?"

Bao Guowei, not to be outdone, roared, "If you can't afford to raise a child, then don't have one. Did you bring one into this world just so I could suffer with you?"

Do you know that the unhappy childhood you gave me will take me a lifetime to heal?
You're telling me not to compare myself to others? How can I not compare myself to others? Everyone else uses Stamina hair oil, while all I have on my head is oil!

Gu Ming laughed. It would indeed be unfair to Bao Guowei to say that he was the kind of person who was positive and motivated but was always dragged down by his family of origin and frequently encountered social injustice.

But Bao Guowei's last sentence, "Stankang," completely revealed his true nature.

Ultimately, he was just an incompetent, irresponsible, and vain good-for-nothing.

Then Gu Ming said softly, "I'm sorry."

Upon hearing this, Bao Guowei snorted with a strong sense of pride, thinking he had won a great victory.

"I'll forgive you if you just buy me a bottle of Stamina," Bao Guowei thought to himself, but before he could say it, he heard something else.

"I'm sorry, I really shouldn't have tried to reason with you. I just made myself suffer for nothing. I could have just taken action, but I wasted my breath talking to you. I really feel bad for all that talk I gave you."

Bao Guowei felt increasingly uneasy as he listened, and a chill ran through him. He asked, "What do you want to do?"

"What for? I'm sending you to undergo tribulation, to temper yourself through 129,600 tribulations before you come back."

Then, Gu Ming pointed his finger, and Bao Guowei's body flew into the air, crashing through the house and rising higher and higher, his screams echoing through the night until he disappeared.

The cook and barber standing nearby were stunned, staring at Gu Ming, trembling and unable to utter a single word.

Then Gu Ming said, "You two are not bad people. I will give you some wealth so that you will not be troubled by poverty and will be free from disasters and illnesses in the future."

As they spoke, the heavens and earth seemed to change, and the law of cause and effect was altered.

In another world, when Bao Guowei opened his eyes again, he heard the sounds of fighting all around him. Limbs and severed bodies were everywhere, and everyone around him was engaged in combat.

This cruel scene had terrified the good-for-nothing, leaving him completely blank and utterly clueless about what to do.

"What are you standing there for? Pick up your weapons and kill them!"

Immediately, an invisible aura awe-inspiring aura shook the entire area. A dark shadow descended from the sky to the ground, and layers of air waves impacted everything around it.

"Where are the villains? Follow me and kill these traitors!"

(End of this chapter)