Exploding God

"Your older brother has already covered up the matter for you, and instead of saying thank you, you're still arguing back."

"Father, Zhidao is still young and has many shortcomings. I will discipline him for you," Lin Shiheng said with a smile.

Lin Zhidao glanced mockingly at his elder brother, who had a playful smile on his face. His cheek muscles twitched, but he managed to hold back and looked up with disdain, letting out a cold snort.

He didn't give Lin Dongyao any explanation; he had his own pride.

"From now until the high school entrance exam, your eldest brother will be in charge of you, and all your family rights will be temporarily revoked," Lin Dongyao said in a deep voice.

"No!" Lin Zhidao suddenly spoke, showing a rare firmness. "My family's rights cannot be taken back. I need to apply for a higher level of authority."

Why?

"There's no reason. You can take back the car and the person, but I want a higher level of information retrieval rights," Lin Zhidao retorted sharply.

Lin Dongyao frowned, staring at Lin Zhidao with a somewhat surprised expression. After more than ten seconds, he left behind two short words.

"Can."

"Shiheng, go and take care of your own affairs. From now on, the family business will belong to both of you brothers. Your younger brother is useless, so you, as the older brother, will have to help him out more."

"Father, Shiheng will remember your teachings," Lin Shiheng said respectfully.

Lin Dongyao finally felt his agitated heart calm down a little.

Upon reflection, I realized that the matter of spending a lot of time educating Lin Zhidao, which I had originally expected, had not occurred.

Could it be that he's really grown up and become more sensible?

Then what about the beating?

Hmph, what a good-for-nothing!

As I thought about it, I felt so angry that my liver hurt, so I simply put all these things out of my mind and left the small meeting room.

"Little brother, you can come and ask me if you don't understand anything." After the two of them were left in the small meeting room, Lin Shiheng smiled casually at his younger brother.

"You're overthinking it." Lin Zhidao sneered and turned to leave.

"Uncle Zhi, where is Mr. Fu?" As he reached the door, Lin Zhidao looked at the thin man in the corner with his hands in his sleeves and wearing a black Tang suit.

"He's currently in the second courtyard; he seems to be preparing to ask you to let him go."

"That's exactly what I was looking for." Lin Zhidao nodded without surprise, and then walked towards the direction of courtyard number two.

……

On the edge of Xingwan Plaza, at shop number 1-377, there is a newly opened "Bei Cha" shop.

In the clean and tidy hall, Lu Ming sat there somewhat awkwardly. Perhaps it was because he had spent too long in Tingluo District, or perhaps it was because the range of people he came into contact with in his living area was too narrow. Apart from Shi Siyu, a beautiful sight, he rarely saw so many exquisite and pretty girls as he did today.

Lu Ming didn't dare to look; he just stared at the small round table in front of him with restraint and caution.

"Ah Ming, I ordered you a sea buckthorn yogurt drink. I think you'll like it."

Lu Ze walked over and placed a cup of orange-yellow milk tea in front of his younger brother. Lu Ming's anxiety about sitting alone finally eased, and he stared wide-eyed with curiosity when he saw the cup of milk tea his older brother handed him.

Because this milk tea is really beautiful. The semi-transparent frosted cup makes the color of the sea buckthorn pulp appear and disappear, giving it a shy and alluring feel, like a young girl trying to resist.

"elder brother."

"Hmm?" Lu Ze picked up his osmanthus oolong tea, took a leisurely sip, and found it to be the familiar taste. The faint fragrance of osmanthus filled his mouth and tongue, which made him squint his eyes in satisfaction.

"This milk tea must be expensive." Lu Ming swallowed hard, but ultimately didn't open the sea buckthorn yogurt directly.

Lu Ze paused for a moment, then put down the milk tea in his hand.

Looking at his younger brother's earnest face, a memory flashed through his mind of the first year after Lu Ze returned from university in his previous life, when he used his teaching assistant stipend to buy his brother his first cup of milk tea.

The memories, though spanning a century, remain as vivid as yesterday.

……

"Ah Ming, this is the hottest milk tea lately, it tastes great. It's my treat today, you choose one."

"Brother, this milk tea must be expensive." Lu Ming swallowed hard, but still said seriously.

It's not expensive; I still have a good amount of money left over from my own earnings.

"Hmm, then I'd like to drink that sea buckthorn...is that alright? I saw it on the Planet Geography Forum; I heard that this plant can only be harvested on the outskirts of the Northern Fortress, and it tastes sweet."

"Of course. Boss, could I have a sea buckthorn yogurt, please?"

When the sea buckthorn yogurt was served, Lu Ming held it carefully with a pilgrimage-like gesture. As the sweet fruit pulp burst on his taste buds under the yogurt, he smiled like a four or five-year-old child.

That seemed to be the happiest time Lu Ming had been that whole year.

……

The scene abruptly ended, and Lu Ze's ethereal thoughts finally returned to his present.

Different locations, but the same people, the same milk tea, and the same scene from yesterday.

Lu Ze grinned, his domineering demeanor from just moments ago completely gone.

He raised his chin. "Drink up. This is your brother Bo's treat. It didn't cost us any money."

Liang Bo can be used for everything. As an excellent punching bag, Liang Dashao's versatility has begun to expand infinitely.

"Then I'll drink it!"

Upon hearing his brother's reply, Lu Ming finally spoke excitedly in a reassuring tone.

Without further hesitation, I inserted the straw and drank my first ever sip of sea buckthorn yogurt.

Lu Ming's movements trembled slightly, his pupils dilated for a moment, and the next second, undisguised joy overflowed from his eyes. He carefully swallowed the sea buckthorn yogurt and said in a low but excited voice, "Brother, this is so delicious!"

Lu Ze leaned back in his seat, not drinking his milk tea, his smile never fading. He chuckled, "If it tastes good, I'll buy more later. Your brother Bo doesn't care about this little bit of money."

"Hey." Lu Ming focused intently on the cup of milk tea in his hand.

Bo Ge is the same kind of person as his own brother, and Lu Ming really won't stand on ceremony with him.

"elder brother."

"Um?"

"You really are... that... War King!?" After drinking most of his drink, Lu Ming remembered something crucial and asked incredulously.

Just now at the Star Bay Hotel, he clearly heard the big guy who was kicked out call out "brother" like that.

"War King~" Lu Ze toyed with the milk tea cup in his hand, thought for a moment seriously, and said, "Not yet."

"I don't really believe it either. Hehe." Lu Ming felt a little more at ease and continued to finish the second half of his sea buckthorn yogurt.

It took him only two seconds to realize that Lu Ze had said an extra word.

What's the deal with that word "还"?

Lu Ze answered cautiously, after all, it was the last step before stepping into the extraordinary realm. Both his physical functions and his beliefs and willpower were already at the peak of humanity at that moment.

"However, if we were to actually fight the War King, I think it would be... a 50/50 chance." To ensure the accuracy of his answer, Lu Ze carefully added, "It would still be somewhat tricky."

To be honest, I'm ashamed to say that I seem to have delayed my plans to leave the city these past two days. Without the mist core from the Mist Beast, the time to break through to the 7th level of the Strong Wind Realm will probably be delayed for another month. It's time to go outside the city.

"Pfft! Cough cough cough!" Lu Ming hurriedly grabbed a napkin and covered his mouth.

Now a single word keeps repeating in his head.

It's a 50/50 chance...

That opponent is a War King!

"Battle King of a Region" is a globally recognized honorific title for a martial artist at the 10th level.

Unafraid of conventional firearms...

Endurance is long-lasting and enduring...

It can single-handedly face a 10-star Gale-class behemoth and survive...

Anyone who has studied the history of battles can name the War King's iconic features with their eyes closed.

But the only way to actually see the War King alive is probably through recorded videos.

What is my own brother saying now?

A 50/50 match with the War King?

Lu Ming shuddered; it must be fake.

"Brother, you're joking."

"Ah Ming, you know I rarely joke with you."

Lu Ze said seriously, after all, he still attached great importance to moral cultivation, especially in front of his younger brother, he should set an example.

Honesty is a virtue!