I'm the Demon King in Marvel

Liu Tao was used to seeing people's looks when he was in the crew. When he heard Zhao Liying suddenly mention godmother, he knew she must be trying to show off something.

So he quickly asked, "Is your godmother also in the entertainment industry?"

"Hmm~"

Zhao Liying tried her best to act nonchalant: "My godmother is Jiang Wenli."

hiss~

After hearing what he said, Liu Tao looked at Zhao Liying again and suddenly felt different. No wonder Jiang Yiyan entrusted herself to her. It turned out that in addition to the strong support of Director Xu, she also had other backers behind her.

Chapter 606 Kindness from Strangers

Liu Xing has been in a low mood these days, not only because of his father's sudden death, but also because he has been "thinking about nothing" these days.

He has been a stubborn person since he was young. Once he has something on his mind, he will try every possible means to figure it out.

Unfortunately, his talent was limited. Despite his perseverance, he failed to achieve any academic success. In the end, he just went to an ordinary university and did an ordinary job after graduation.

On the contrary, because he likes to get stuck in a rut, he suffered a lot at work, offended several bosses, and changed jobs several times.

This time, he got stuck in a dead end again.

Earlier at the cemetery, Liu Xing didn’t understand what Chen Che said, but he just wanted to understand why the world had become like this, and why his grandfather had boasted about the good life all his life but ended up forcing his father to death just a few decades later?

So Liu Xing tried every means to find many books and newspapers from decades ago and moved all of them to the old house left by his grandfather. He also found some textbooks that his grandfather used in the old house.

Comparing it with the textbooks he used in school, he found that a lot of things were missing.

……

However, although Liu Xing discovered the differences, he still felt confused. His knowledge and past experiences could not tell him the true meaning behind these differences.

After get off work today, he once again drove to the old house left by his grandfather. This is a high-rise residential building built eighty years ago. It was used as welfare housing for the first generation of immigrants. The house price was very cheap. The individual only needed to bear half of the cost price, and the unit was responsible for the other half.

The trunk of the car was filled with some old newspapers and magazines that Liu Xing had bought from the flea market. When he parked the car, walked to the back of the car and opened the trunk, he saw a person lying inside.

Although the genetic drug transformed Xu Gaohua's body, it did not change his essence as a human being. He still bleeds, gets tired, and gets hungry.

The chaotic fight in the carriage just now caused Xu Gaohua, a scientific researcher who had never fought in his life, to suffer many injuries and bleed a lot.

If his body had not been strengthened, his skin was more resilient, his muscles were tighter, and his wounds healed faster, he would have died from excessive blood loss long ago.

Then he ran wildly for more than ten kilometers in the fields. He accumulated too much fatigue, and his mind was tense all the time. Suddenly he came to a safe and closed environment. Xu Gaohua, an ordinary person who had not received professional training, eventually fell asleep due to excessive fatigue.

Seeing a man in tattered clothes and covered in mud suddenly appear in the trunk, Liu Xing was stunned at first, then looked around, as if wondering where this guy came from.

I wasn't afraid, because the young man in the trunk didn't look threatening at all.

Although Xu Gaohua now has eight-pack abs, they are not visible in his clothes. Instead, he looks thin. In a coma, he looks exhausted at first glance.

"Hey, why does this person look familiar?" Liu Xing bent down and walked in front of Xu Gaohua to take a closer look.

On that day, Chen Che's father and Liu Xing's father were buried together. As Chen Che's good friend, Xu Gaohua naturally went to the cemetery as well. He was busy running around and had a strong presence. However, after finishing, he went to the parking lot first, leaving Chen Che alone to stay with his father for a while longer.

Liu Xing has been thinking about what Chen Che said that day these days, so he has a deep impression of "Dad's current neighbor". The memories of Chen Che and Xu Gaohua in his mind are also constantly being recalled. He still has some impression of this person who he has met but never spoken to.

"He looks alike, could he be that man's son?"

Liu Xing didn't know why the young man in front of him became like this, but he was covered in mud and his clothes were tattered, making him look very embarrassed and downtrodden.

The wounds on Xu Gaohua's body had already scabbed over and he was not covered in blood, which prevented Liu Xing, who was also just an ordinary person, from being frightened and calling the police directly.

Looking at the down-and-out, embarrassed young man in front of him, Liu Xing was silent for a moment, and finally decided to lend a helping hand. After all, there were surveillance cameras in the underground parking lot, and he couldn't just lift the man out of the trunk and throw him on the ground, right?

Thinking of the surveillance camera, Liu Xing immediately stopped reaching out to Xu Gaohua, turned around to look at the surveillance camera above the wall pillar, just took out a bag of old books and closed the back cover.

Then, Liu Xing opened the rear door, lowered the seat back and the fender, dragged the unconscious Xu Gaohua from the trunk to the back seat, and carried him out of the car through the rear door.

Even if the surveillance camera records an unconscious person being carried out from the back seat, it can be explained as a drunk friend. However, if an unconscious person is carried out from the trunk, the property management will probably call the police immediately after seeing the surveillance footage.

The reason why Liu Xing did not choose to call the police was because his father's death made him lose trust in the government agencies on Yuanchu Star. Until now, he is still seeking an explanation for his father's death.

However, reducing the reimbursement ratio was a policy change decided by the eldest son of the Tang family, and it was also another clarion call for the noble families to gradually erode human rights. No matter how Liu Xing and others protested, the Yuanchuxing government controlled by the Tang family insisted that these people who were killed obstructed public duties and deserved the punishment.

After experiencing such an incident, how could Liu Xing still trust the public power organs of Yuanchu Star?

The moment he carried Xu Gaohua on his back, Liu Xing staggered.

"So heavy?"

Although Xu Gaohua, who looked well-proportioned, lost some fat, his weight actually increased instead of decreased because his bone and muscle density increased. Xu Gaohua, who originally weighed more than 160 kilograms, saw his weight soar to more than 220 kilograms after losing the fat.

Liu Xing put Xu Gaohua back into the back seat, thinking that he was hiding something heavy. After unzipping his tattered clothes, he only saw a body of strong muscles.

"what?"

Unable to understand the reason, Liu Xing had to give up the search and carried Xu Gaohua on his back again.

His current job is as an "administrative worker" on a farm in the suburbs. He usually has to carry heavy objects for his boss. Although he is not the white-collar worker who sat in an office a few years ago, he has developed a lot of strength.

Everyone knows about “administrative” positions, which require doing all kinds of miscellaneous work.

Especially on farms in the suburbs, whether they are private bosses or public leaders, they always ask their employees to do odd jobs.

Machines can be used to carry heavy goods, but for small goods that can be carried by manpower, bosses are reluctant to use machines. After all, electricity and mechanical losses cost money.

With ready-made labor in front of us, why do we need machines?

It would be a shame to waste the people we recruited at such high salaries.

Carrying a person weighing more than 200 pounds, Liu Xing slowly walked towards the elevator and went all the way to the eighth floor. When neighbors looked at him curiously, he covered it up by saying that his friend was drunk.

Anyway, people who are blacking out after drinking can be in all kinds of states, so tattered clothes and bare feet are not surprising.

In this way, Liu Xing safely carried the man back to the house left by his grandfather. He helped Xu Gaohua take off his tattered clothes, wiped his body with a wet towel, and finally threw him on the sofa in the living room. He covered him with a blanket and returned to his own home.

A few hours later, it was late at night and Xu Gaohua woke up again and found himself in an unfamiliar room. He was so scared that he felt around his body, but found that his clothes were gone.

Now, it’s even more urgent!

"Sir, strange man, are you awake?" A light screen was projected on the wall. It was the electronic butler that had been introduced decades ago.

Nowadays, the electronic butlers on the market have long had machine entities and are household robots. The current electronic butler that does not even have three-dimensional projection and only has flat projection has withdrawn from the market many years ago.

"Here is a message from Mr. Liu Xing. Your clothes have been washed and dried, and the things in your pocket are on the coffee table."

Xu Gaohua then looked at the coffee table beside him, quickly picked up a thumb-sized piece of metal, and then picked up the four gold bars next to it.

Nothing is missing.

Xu Gaohua originally planned to leave immediately, but when he reached the door, he hesitated.

Where can he go now?

"Here is a message from Mr. Liu Xing for you..." the electronic butler repeated.

Chapter 607: Little brother, do you want to pass on the fire?

Xu Gaohua, who had nowhere to go, stopped to listen to the message left by Liu Xing.

"Sir, I met your father once. Half a month ago, at the funeral of Mr. Chen Yang in the Western Suburbs Cemetery, my father was also buried on the same day..."

Chen Yang is Chen Che's father. Liu Xing has seen the tombstone next to his father and knows the name of "his father's current neighbor".

Listening to the message and looking at Liu Xing's appearance in the video, Xu Gaohua's enhanced memory quickly reproduced the scenes of that day in his mind. He found that he had really seen Liu Xing, but everyone was busy that day and there was no conversation.

As for being mistaken for his "son", Xu Gaohua was not surprised, after all, he is younger now.

This is how it is between people. If you find out that you have met someone before, your psychological defenses will be instantly lowered.

Especially since Xu Gaohua is now in a state of being alone, he felt much more at ease after feeling Liu Xing's kindness.

The other party did not take his money and belongings while he was unconscious, nor did he call the police, which made Xu Gaohua confirm the other party's good intentions.

"The canned food in the refrigerator has expired. I have some newly bought frozen dumplings in the kitchen. You can make do with them for now. I'll bring you some food tomorrow morning."

After listening to the message left by Liu Xing, Xu Gaohua thought for a moment. With nowhere to go, he decided to stay for the time being.

Silent all night.

The next morning, Liu Xing pushed open the door carrying a large bag of food. Xu Gaohua, who heard the noise, had already picked up a kitchen knife and hid behind the door.

"Oh my god!" Liu Xing was startled when the door closed.

Finding that Liu Xing was the only one there, Xu Gaohua put down the kitchen knife in his hand and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry."

"Did something happen to you?" Liu Xing became curious when he saw Xu Gaohua's cautious look.

Yesterday, Xu Gaohua was wearing tattered clothes, was dirty all over, and didn't even have shoes. He was so weak that he was unconscious and it was obvious that he was in trouble.

Xu Gaohua naturally would not easily reveal it to strangers, he just shook his head.

Seeing that the other party was unwilling to talk, Liu Xing did not force him. After putting down the food, he left and went to work on the farm in the suburbs.

"If you want to leave, just close the door. Of course, you can also ask me to help you contact your family..."

"I have no family left." Xu Gaohua's voice was extremely low.

"Ah?" Liu Xing was stunned, thinking that the elderly bald man he met half a month ago had an accident.

However, Liu Xing understood the principle of "don't talk too much with people you just met", so he stopped asking questions, closed the door and left.

After being depressed for a while, Xu Gaohua picked up the food brought by Liu Xing and walked towards the kitchen. After his body was strengthened, his digestion ability and metabolism were improved. Low-calorie food was not enough to resist hunger. The dumplings he had eaten last night had been digested long ago.

After a hearty meal, Xu Gaohua began to think about what to do next, whether there was any way to get to Earth, or whether he could reveal the truth about the genetic modification drug on Yuanchu Star...

While thinking, Xu Gaohua discovered that the door of the study was not locked. There were a lot of old books and newspapers piled inside, and the entire wall was covered with clippings.

Xu Gaohua, who didn't dare to go out, had nothing to do, so he walked into the study and found out what Liu Xing had been studying during this period.

"This young man is actually reading Marxism-Leninism and modern history..."

The sudden discovery made Xu Gaohua curious about the unfamiliar Liu Xing. He began to look in detail at the traces left by Liu Xing in the study, and even very impolitely looked through Liu Xing's study notes on the desk.

"It's interesting that fewer and fewer young people today are willing to learn about that period of history!"

As an old man in his sixties, it is natural to call Liu Xing, who is in his thirties, a "young man".

Xu Gaohua quickly browsed through Liu Xing's notes and found that he had only a vague understanding of many historical events and knowledge points in books, and his notes contained various questions he had written down.

“Why is my life now different from what grandpa said?”