After the internet was disconnected, I connected to the magic world.

Zhao Jianguo stood by the sofa with his hands behind his back, a somewhat restrained smile on his face, glancing towards the bedroom every now and then.

Zhao's mother brought over freshly brewed tea and placed it in front of the three of them one by one.

With a forced smile, he said, "Please have some tea, sir," and stood next to Zhao Jianguo, his heart pounding with anxiety.

She still doesn't understand why these national leaders suddenly came to their home and specifically asked to see her son, Zhao Hao.

The bedroom door clicked open, and Zhao Hao walked out yawning, his hair still a little messy, clearly having just woken up.

He had just looked up and seen the stranger in the living room when, before he could react, his arm was grabbed.

"Xiao Hao!" Zhao Jianguo lowered his voice, gave him a hard look, and pulled him towards the crowd.

"These are leaders from the country, here specifically to learn about some things. Quickly greet them."

Zhao Hao's mind went blank for half a second, and a string of question marks popped into his head.

National leaders?

Did you come specifically to see him?

Could it be that his unparalleled imperial bearing, which he had kept hidden for so long, was finally discovered by the state?

Indeed, how could someone as extraordinary as myself, like a firefly in the night, possibly remain hidden forever?

It seems that this game of mortal life is ultimately unplayable.

He stood motionless, his mind already conjuring up images of himself in imperial robes, ascending the altar to offer sacrifices to heaven, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up slightly.

The middle-aged man at the head of the group was taken aback when he saw him suddenly standing there in a daze with a strange smile on his face. He then smiled awkwardly and didn't interrupt.

When Zhao Jianguo saw his son looking so lost in thought, he got angry and slapped him on the back of the head.

"What are you thinking about! Greet your boss!"

"No need, no need, it's alright."

The middle-aged man quickly waved his hand to stop him, looked at Zhao Hao, and spoke calmly.

"Zhao, we've come here today to ask you about things related to Kyushu."

A slap brought Zhao Hao back to his senses.

He shook his head, and upon hearing the words "Nine Provinces," he instantly understood.

So that's what it was all about.

He snorted and raised his arm as if to flick his sleeves, but unfortunately he was wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt, so he didn't actually flick anything, but he still struck a very imposing pose.

He strode over to the sofa, plopped down, picked up the cup of tea that had just been poured for his boss, and took a big gulp.

"Heh tui—"

He opened his mouth and spat the tea leaves back into the cup, then cleared his throat and raised his chin.

He adopted the air of an emperor holding court, and immediately began, "I am the mandate of heaven, you have something to say..."

Before he could finish speaking, someone grabbed him by the back of his collar.

Zhao Jianguo's eyes were red, and he didn't care that there were outsiders present.

He grabbed his ear and pulled him off the sofa, then kicked him twice in the butt with his other hand.

"Get over here! What do you think you're doing, you little brat?!"

He got angrier the more he cursed, and he didn't loosen his grip.

How many times have I told you?

This is a leader from the country!

"You brat, nobody cares about you all day long, you've forgotten who you are, haven't you?"

"Dad! Dad, let go! It hurts! It hurts!"

Zhao Hao howled, but with his current cultivation level of the Great Perfection of the Acquired Realm, this amount of force was no different from tickling.

But the psychological trauma from being beaten as a child was etched into his bones, and he dared not resist at all, only curling up and hiding to the side.

"Dad, don't hit them! They're here to ask me for a favor! You have to give me some face!"

"I need your help?" Zhao Jianguo laughed angrily and kicked him lightly again.

"Look at the pathetic state you're in!"

Would a top national leader ask a high school student for a favor?

Did you get into trouble outside? Tell me the truth!

"Have you done something illegal? Are you a spy?!"

The thought of the word "spy" fueled his anger, and he raised his hand to gently pat Zhao Hao's head twice more.

Watching this farce unfold, Zhao's mother, standing nearby, also felt a little embarrassed.

She first gave the three leaders a forced smile, a smile that sent chills down their spines, then said in a gentle voice:

"I'm so sorry, gentlemen, we have some personal matters to attend to at home, but we'll be right back."

"It's alright, it's alright, no rush, you go about your business."

The three leaders were caught in a dilemma, unsure whether to stand or sit, and could only offer awkward smiles. It was the first time they had encountered such a situation, and they didn't know how to offer any advice.

Zhao's mother turned around and walked up to the father and son, reached out and grabbed Zhao Jianguo's ear, her voice instantly rising eight octaves.

"Zhao Jianguo! Let go of me!"

"Honey! Honey, let go! There are strangers here!"

Zhao Jianguo immediately chickened out and released Zhao Hao's ear, wincing in pain.

"What's wrong with outsiders? I'd like to ask you what you're up to!"

Zhao's mother glared at him, her chest heaving with anger.

"The leader said he just came to talk about something, and he didn't bring anyone to arrest his son, so it's obviously not a big deal!"

If you start hitting and scolding your son right away, what if you hurt him?

I think you've been in this position for too long, and your brain has gotten all muddled!

"Just wait until tonight and see if I don't teach you a lesson!"

After scolding Zhao Jianguo, Zhao's mother turned to look at Zhao Hao, her tone softening instantly, and her eyes reddening.

She held Zhao Hao's hand, looking him up and down several times, her voice trembling with emotion.

"Son, are you alright? Don't mind your dad, tell Mom what happened. What's wrong?"

As long as you don't betray the country or break the law, Mom will support you.

As she spoke, tears streamed down her cheeks.

Zhao Hao's youthful exuberance vanished instantly. He quickly reached out to wipe away his mother's tears, gently comforting her as he patted her back.

"Mom, it's okay, it's really okay, I know what I'm doing, don't cry."

I'll explain everything to you slowly in a bit, I promise I haven't caused any trouble.

After much coaxing, Zhao's mother finally wiped her eyes and calmed down. She then pulled the still somewhat unconvinced Zhao Jianguo to sit on a single chair, clearing out the main seat in the living room.

The middle-aged man at the head of the group cleared his throat, breaking the awkward silence that filled the room.

"Hey Zhao, it seems you haven't told your aunt and uncle about Kyushu yet?"

"Yeah, I didn't say anything, I was afraid they'd worry." Zhao Hao nodded and waved his hand.

"It's alright, just tell me, you just want to ask about Kyushu, right?"

"Well, we'd like to know first, what level of cultivation have you reached in the real world?"

"The Great Perfection will be achieved the day after tomorrow," Zhao Hao said casually without hiding anything.

The three leaders exchanged glances, all seeing undisguised surprise in each other's eyes. The leader couldn't help but sigh:

"Zhao is truly a prodigy; to have such skill at such a young age is truly remarkable."

He paused, his expression becoming more serious:

"Now that you have reached the Great Perfection of the Day After Tomorrow, we will no longer hide it from you."

We have received definitive information that as long as a cultivator breaks through to the Innate Realm in the real world, their physical body can enter the Nine Provinces World.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Hao jumped up, causing the sofa beneath him to sway and startling everyone around him.

Swoosh!

That's it!

No wonder I was stuck at the Great Perfection of the Acquired Realm in Kyushu, unable to even touch the threshold of the Innate Realm.

So the key to breaking through isn't in the game at all, it's in reality!

Does that mean that once he breaks through to the Innate Realm, he can directly enter the Nine Provinces in his true form?

Spirit stones, elixirs, rare and precious materials, ancient cultivation techniques... This emperor is truly about to embark on the path to immortality!

I've endured so much, and I'm finally about to see the light at the end of the tunnel!

He stood there, unable to suppress the smile on his face, his mind uncontrollably conjuring up images of himself sweeping across the land and collecting all the resources in the world.

"Son? Son, what's wrong?" Zhao's mother was so frightened when she saw him start to space out again that she rushed over and grabbed his hand.

"What Kyushu? What acquired and innate? Are you obsessed with some game?"

Did something in the game alarm the government? Don't scare your mom!

"Mom, it's okay, it's really not a game. I'll explain it to you in detail later."

Zhao Hao quickly comforted his mother, then turned to look at the three leaders, his expression becoming more serious.

"You're telling me this, which means the country needs my help, right?"

The three leaders stood up in unison, their expressions extremely solemn, and said in unison, "Yes, comrade. The country needs you."

The word "comrade" sent a chill down Zhao Hao's spine, and he gasped in shock.

He called me comrade?

He actually called me comrade?

Holy crap, this feels so good for no reason!