Swallowing the Stars: Starting with Family Revitalization

Chapter 1 Blind Date

The year is 2048 in the Chinese calendar.

Central China Base City.

Inside a private dining room on the fourth floor of the HR Alliance Mall, the aroma of wine filled the room. Shen Ping, sitting at the table, was already somewhat drunk. He raised his glass to a burly man beside him and said sincerely, "Captain, thank you for taking care of me all these years. If it weren't for you, I would have died in the wilderness long ago. Now that I've lost my right arm, it's time for me to leave."

That's all.

He downed his drink in one gulp, then continued with a self-deprecating tone, "Actually, I should have quit a long time ago, but I was always unwilling to give up. I wanted to hone my skills in the wilderness and hoped to become a war god one day."

"Heh, I know I'm overestimating myself. After all these years of hard work, I'm still just a general, and that's probably the limit I can reach in this lifetime..."

The burly man patted Shen Ping's shoulder, whose smile was bitter, and sighed, "Old Shen, since the Great Nirvana, countless martial artists have wanted to become War Gods, but very few have actually succeeded. Even among the HR Alliance's conglomerates in China, there aren't many War Gods. Just try to think positively."

The other team members remained silent.

They had long since come to terms with reality; they went to the wilderness only to make money, with no hope of improving themselves. They just wanted to accumulate enough wealth before leaving.

"Okay, don't look so down."

"It's a good thing to quit; we won't have to risk our lives in the wilderness anymore."

The burly man continued, "Old Shen, you're over thirty now. This time, when you retire, go back and get married, and live a stable life. Don't be like Mu Yang, who can't control his groin and keeps going to the university to pick up girls and ruin their lives."

Mu Yang immediately became anxious upon hearing this, "Captain, you can't just say things like that. I didn't do anything wrong. It was consensual."

The team members all laughed.

The atmosphere in the private room became lively again.

Shen Ping laughed and said, "Alright, I'll listen to the captain. Come on, let's keep drinking! Tonight, we brothers won't leave until we're completely drunk!"

They drank until late at night.

The team members left one after another.

The captain drove Shen Ping back to Zhengcheng Nanyuan Community, one of the six major residential communities in Huazhong City. After getting out of the car, he looked at Shen Ping, who was now mostly sober, and gave him a bear hug: "Old Shen, if you run into any trouble in the future, just come to me."

Shen Ping nodded, "Don't worry, if there's any trouble, just ask the captain."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

After they separated.

He returned to his detached villa at number 76 in the community, took a shower first, and then went to the open-air balcony on the third floor. He picked up a bottle of wine and continued drinking. After tonight, he would say goodbye to his past self completely.

"The God of War... may be a long time from now."

Any other martial artist would have given up on the idea of ​​becoming a war god long ago after losing their dominant arm, but Shen Ping still held onto hope. This was not because his willpower and belief were particularly strong, but because he knew that this was the Devouring Star World, and he knew that Earth would, under Luo Feng's leadership, go to the universe and become a pinnacle lineage.

At that time, the God of War, whom we can only look up to now, will be within our grasp.

I looked up at the bright moon hanging high in the sky.

He couldn't help but sigh with melancholy, thinking to himself, "Without a cheat code and innate comprehension, it's really too difficult to stand out on this Earth that has been transformed by powerful beings. Oh well, no matter what, I've tried my best. From today onwards, I'll just lie down and live a quiet life. Once Luo Feng has grown up, I'll move to Jiangnan Base City."

Make a decision.

He had finally let go of his obsession with relying on his own efforts.

The next day.

Shen Ping took gifts to Old Wu's house in the neighborhood and asked Aunt Wu to act as a matchmaker for him. Aunt Wu readily agreed, not caring at all about Shen Ping's missing right arm. For many families, a martial artist's disability is actually a good thing, as it means that their daughter won't have to live in constant fear after marrying into the family.

"What kind of wife are you looking for? What are your specific requirements?"

Aunt Wu teased, "At your age, you're most popular with young girls. How about I find you one in the prime of your youth?"

Shen Ping waved his hands repeatedly, "No, that would be too noisy. It's better to find someone more stable and mature, who doesn't care whether they have a job or not."

Although most of the money he has earned over the years has been spent on purchasing equipment and secret techniques, he still has two or three hundred million in savings, which is enough to support a wife. Moreover, as a warrior, he will be more than qualified to become an instructor at a district-level extreme martial arts school in the future.

"Okay, let's wait for Auntie's good news."

Not two days later.

Aunt Wu got the news and came to Shen Ping's house with three photos. She sat on the sofa and introduced them to Shen Ping, saying, "Take a good look and see which one suits your taste. Let me tell you, these three girls all come from good families, but none of them have a martial artist in their family. Once I tell you about your situation, they will all be willing."

Shen Ping thanked him profusely, then picked up the photo and began to look at it.

He didn't have high requirements for his other half, but everyone loves beauty, so he eventually chose a girl who was good-looking and had a great figure.

"Wow, you have good taste. I like this girl too."

Aunt Wu hesitated for a moment, "I just heard that she works at HR Alliance Mall, and she's probably quite busy on weekdays. It's best to be prepared. If all else fails, you can have her quit her job and find a stable one near the neighborhood."

Being able to work in the HR Alliance Mall, whether as a waiter or doing other jobs, certainly requires a certain level of attractiveness and physique. However, such places often require dealing with martial artists, and sometimes social interactions are unavoidable.

Shen Ping frowned slightly. "Aunt Wu, let's meet her first."

That afternoon.

Aunt Wu then arranged for the two to meet.

The location is a coffee shop near Nanyuan Community. The environment here is elegant, quiet, and very comfortable. Shen Ping sometimes comes here to sit for a while when he is feeling upset.

I went to a window seat.

He saw the girl in the photo. She was wearing a stylish brown and white trench coat with only one button fastened at the chest, revealing a bright pink tight-fitting long dress underneath. She had long, slender legs and wore pink and white boots. Her hair fell over her shoulders, and her skin was fair and firm, showing that she wasn't wearing heavy makeup.

He sat opposite the girl.

Before any introductions could be given, the girl smiled and said, "Shen Ping from the Gale Squad, I've seen you before. It was at a bar on the third floor, but a martial artist like you probably wouldn't remember a waiter."

Shen Ping caught the teasing in her words and couldn't help but chuckle. "If I had known I would be sitting with you having coffee in the future, I would definitely have gone to bars more often."

The girl smiled and extended her fair, jade-like hand. "My name is Li Yuewei."

Let's shake hands briefly.

The two started chatting.

It must be said that this girl is very talkative, no wonder she works at HR Alliance Mall, she gives people a feeling of being bathed in a spring breeze.

As they talked, the conversation drifted to things after marriage.

Li Yuewei took a sip of coffee and said seriously, "Mr. Shen, if we get married, I hope you won't interfere with my work. I'm not saying this for my own sake, but for the future. You should know that there are no martial artists in my family, so my parents really hope that their child can become a martial artist."

"With Mr. Shen's strength as a warrior, I believe it wouldn't be difficult to train a martial artist, but I hope the child can go further."

"As for everything else, I'll do as you say."

Shen Ping remained silent for a moment. He didn't want his wife to work at the HR Alliance Mall, but Li Yuewei's words made sense. Besides, he himself didn't have much talent, so he naturally had to place his hopes on the child.

After careful consideration, I realized that...

He nodded.

With no other disagreements, things went very smoothly between the two.

I chose an auspicious day.

Shen Ping and Li Yuewei officially became husband and wife. On their wedding day, he invited members of the Kuangfeng Squad, as well as martial artists and their families from Nanyuan Community, to witness their relationship.

late at night.

The daytime hustle and bustle gradually faded away.

Under the starlight.

Li Yuewei, dressed in a wedding gown, lay on the bed with a blush on her cheeks. As she watched the calloused hand remove the gown piece by piece, her body tensed, and she whispered, "You, you'll be gentler later."

As the heavy body pressed down.

Li Yuewei winced in pain, her expression contorted in agony.

Spring nights are fleeting.

One night fish and dragon dance.

The next morning.

Shen Ping looked at the bright red stain on the bed sheet, patted his head, and secretly regretted that he had been too vigorous last night and had not been gentle with his wife's body.

Just as he was about to say something nice to comfort his wife, a semi-transparent virtual frame slowly appeared in front of him.

You have a wife, beginning a new chapter in your family's history.

[Reward: Second level of the Nine-Fold Thunder Blade, a mastery-level movement technique at the Subtle Realm]

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