From the beginning of the game of power, I became the protagonist

"Whether you use Pangu's bow and arrow or this spaceship, the meteorite shouldn't be a problem for you."

Chen Hui naturally did not dare to neglect Nuwa in the slightest, and immediately answered seriously: "Because the Holy Mother is the Mother of the Earth, the common mother of all mankind."

"Therefore, as long as it is related to the Holy Mother, I will definitely get your approval before carrying out it."

"This is the minimum respect and reverence a child should have for their mother."

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Chapter 237: Become My Son (Please Customize)

"..."

Gazing deeply into Chen Hui's eyes, Nuwa saw no trace of insincerity or deception in them.

Knowing that these words were indeed from the other party's heart, Nuwa took a deep breath, finally let down the last bit of her defense, and said lightly: "From now on, you can call me mother."

Seeing Chen Hui's eyes light up upon hearing this, Nuwa continued, "Since you truly regard me as your mother, and since humanity was indeed created by me, then I will acknowledge you as my son."

"I've met my mother!"

Chen Hui was so happy when he heard this that he almost jumped up from the ground with excitement.

This is a confirmed mother-son relationship, acknowledged by Nuwa herself.

With this huge cause and effect, when Chen Hui goes to other worlds where Nuwa exists in the future, he will immediately have a super golden thigh. Who the hell dares not to give him some face?

When he thought of his bright future, Chen Hui hurriedly bowed to Nuwa, confirming the identity of the mother and son.

Next, Chen Hui came closer and pushed Jiang Chen aside. He held Nuwa's arm and said, "Mother, now that the meteorite problem has been basically solved, let's not stay in this boring place. How about going somewhere else interesting?"

"For example, I know there's a fashion show coming up in Paris, France. Let's go shopping there."

"What is a fashion show?" Nuwa asked in confusion.

"It's just a bunch of people walking around wearing some new clothes."

Feeling neglected, Jiang Chen immediately stepped forward and walked to the other side of Nuwa, saying, "Humans often hold ostentatious gatherings like this to show off their insignificant achievements to others."

"This is called art! You, a country bumpkin who was still using slash-and-burn farming sixty years ago, don't know shit!"

Chen Hui scolded her without hesitation, then looked at Nuwa and smiled, "Mother, how about we ignore this bumpkin and go over and take a look?"

"Mom, you are so beautiful, you will look good in anything you wear."

"Hey! Brat!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chen could no longer suppress his anger. He suddenly pulled Chen Hui aside and shouted, "What do you mean, kid? Do you want to get rid of me and be alone with Nuwa?"

"Let go, let go, what are you pulling and tugging at?"

Chen Hui slapped Jiang Chen's hand away, glared at him and said, "Don't forget your identity—Jiang Chen! General and subject!"

"Why should you be on equal footing with me? I'm the crown prince now!"

"Understood!"

"I'll fuck you"

The extremely contemptuous words made Jiang Chen's temper flare up. He couldn't help but clench his fists, wanting to hit Chen Hui's smug smile.

"Okay, you two, stop making trouble."

Just as Jiang Chen was about to take action, Nuwa, suppressing her smile, walked over, stopped the two men, and whispered, "Let's go together."

"Yes, mother."

"Okay, Nuwa."

The two of them agreed at the same time, and then looked at each other at the same time. Thunder and fire flashed in the four eyes. After a cold snort, they turned their heads away and said nothing more.

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A day later, after having fun in Paris, France, Chen Hui took Nuwa and Jiang Chen back to his residence in Hong Kong Island.

However, it was different from Nuwa who was very excited and still felt a little reluctant to leave.

The True Ancestor now looked extremely aggrieved, even his face had turned a little green.

It's normal. No matter how noble her status is, Nuwa is still a woman after all.

When the meteorite problem is completely solved and there is no longer any pressure of life and death.

Nuwa, whose worries had been resolved, suddenly came to Paris, the world-famous fashion capital. Seeing the dazzling array of clothing and accessories that embodied the most advanced creativity and imagination of mankind, how could she not be tempted and interested?

Now that they are tempted and interested, the next step is naturally the innate skill that all women can immediately master without any instruction - shopping.

After all, in a sense, women and dragons are the same creatures.

That is, there is absolutely no resistance to beautiful and dazzling things.

When faced with Nuwa, who turned into a shopping maniac in an instant, our True Ancestor sadly discovered a very serious problem.

That is, he didn't have enough money with him.

This is quite normal, let alone those high-end luxury goods in Paris whose prices have skyrocketed.

Even in a TV drama, when faced with the consulting fee casually quoted by Ma Xiaoling, Jiang Chen had to first check his pockets to see if he had enough money.

To put it simply, because he possesses unparalleled power, the general's concept of money is completely different from that of ordinary people.

After all, he doesn't need to spend money most of the time.

But the problem is that it is Nuwa who wants to spend money now.

What should the general do if he doesn’t have enough money? Should he rob people on the spot?

This is too ugly and too ungraceful.

If he dared to do this, Nuwa would probably be furious on the spot.

Therefore, faced with the embarrassment from the poor guy, the wealthy Chen Hui generously said that he would cover all of Nuwa's expenses.

As for the True Ancestor, since he can't afford the money, he will just have to bear with it and help Nuwa carry her bag.

Anyway, this is all he can do now.

This created a very embarrassing situation.

Chen Hui supported Nuwa and walked in front. The two of them chatted and laughed all the way, having a great time.

Our True Ancestor, however, was carrying dozens of shopping bags, following behind like an attendant, looking completely out of place.

There is no way. Not to mention that our True Ancestor is just a poor guy, he cannot compete with Chen Hui, who is tall, rich and handsome, in financial resources.

Even if he wanted to chat with Nuwa about interesting stories from various countries, with his cursory reading method for decades, he only knew the text but not the meaning. No matter what he asked, he could only recite it dryly, as if he was reciting legal provisions.

So Nuwa just asked a few questions casually and had no interest in chatting with Jiang Chen anymore.

In contrast, Chen Hui, who is well-versed in both ancient and modern times, is eloquent and witty, and can make any boring historical facts sound like a drama with ups and downs and twists and turns.

Nuwa listened with great interest, her eyes shining with brilliance, nodding frequently and asking questions, just like those little girls who follow TV dramas.

Sure enough, following anime is a common human trait.

Even the goddess Nuwa is not immune to this.

As for Jiang Chen’s current embarrassing situation, Nuwa said that she was listening to a story and didn’t notice it at all.

And this is what makes Jiang Chen feel most aggrieved.

A brat who appeared out of nowhere, holding on to Nuwa's power, and using her power to bully others, treated him like a follower and ordered him around at will, and he couldn't say no.

After all, Nuwa said it was possible, so what else could Jiang Chen do?

So at this moment, the generals and ministers, who were extremely frustrated, could only silently wonder in their hearts when they would get back at each other.

Chen Hui, right? Just wait, I’ll remember you.

Anyway, we are all immortal, and there is still a long way to go.

You kid, please don’t give me a chance, otherwise I will show you how I will deal with you in the future.

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Chapter 238: Fate Destined Billions of Years Ago (Please Customize)

As for Jiang Chen's resentful mutterings, not to mention that Chen Hui was unaware of it, even if he knew, he wouldn't care at all.

After all, after solving the problem of the meteorite, Chen Hui just patted his butt and ran away to other worlds. There was no way Jiang Chen could find him.

After all, Jiang Chen is not the goddess Nuwa, who can exist in countless worlds simultaneously.

He only exists in the world of Zombie Yo.

So, don't think too much, True Ancestor.

You can't beat me.

Next, with the pride of a winner, the three of them returned to the villa they had been in before.

Under the stunned gaze of the four five-colored messengers, Chen Hui walked with an arrogant step as if he didn't care about his relatives. He supported Nuwa, whose body had been freed from the red tide and whose spirit had recovered, and returned to the inner room to meditate and regulate her breathing in the five-colored crystal stone array.

After all, Nuwa has not yet recovered her magic power. If she leaves the five-colored crystal formation for too long, she will inevitably feel weak and uncomfortable.

As for the True Ancestor Jiang Chen, doesn't he need to sort out all those shopping bags?

Let’s get all of this done first.

He watched as Nuwa and Chen Hui disappeared behind the door, leaving him alone in the hall.

Jiang Chen, who was already extremely jealous, suddenly threw away the shopping bag in his hand, sat down on the sofa with a thud and said nothing.

Well, although he couldn't do much in reality, Jiang Chen could first cut Chen Hui into pieces hundreds of times in his mind.

If he didn't do this, Jiang Chen would really be unable to resolve the pent-up anger in his chest.

Damn it, when has the dignified zombie ancestor ever felt so aggrieved?

Just wait, Mr. Tan!

After I get married to Nuwa, I will hold your head and call you "Dad" a thousand times!

Looking at this zombie ancestor sitting silently on the sofa, his whole body exuding a cold aura like the Arctic ice field.

The other four five-color messengers were shocked and confused, so they turned to look at Hongchao who was standing silently beside them, hoping that she could give them some clues.

However, the red tide representing the emotion of 'confusion' has now entered a state of daily doubt about life, ignoring any gaze from anyone, as if they do not exist at all.

After a few blank stares, Lan Dali, who loved to gossip, finally couldn't suppress his doubts. He took two steps forward and asked, "Master True Ancestor, that..."

Before Lan Dali could finish his words, two icy gazes suddenly swept over him, frightening him so much that beads of sweat appeared on his shiny head.

Under immense pressure, Lan Dali quickly swallowed back the question he was about to ask and waved his hands repeatedly, saying, "Master True Ancestor, I don't want to ask anything."

"Just now, when you were leaving, a lady named Ma Dingdang came to your door, claiming to be your old friend and wanted to meet you."

As he spoke, Lan Dali quickly pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it over, saying with an apologetic smile, "Here's the time and place, please take a look."

"..."

Reaching out to take the note, he watched Lan Dali take several steps back as if struck by lightning. The image of his beloved suddenly surfaced in Jiang Chen's mind. He subconsciously touched the word "love" hidden on his chest, stood up, and said, "I'm going to be out right away. You all stay here and wait for Nuwa's orders."

"True Ancestor."

Hearing this, Huang Zi, who represented 'jealousy', finally couldn't contain himself any longer and pointed to the inner room and asked, "Is it really okay to leave that Tan Alun with the master?"

"Will it be"

Huang Zi didn't finish his words, but everyone could understand what he meant.

Hearing this, Jiang Chen took a deep breath, glanced at the tightly closed inner room door with hatred, and said coldly: "These are none of your business. You just need to do your duty well."

"As for the rest, you don't need to worry about it. Do you understand?"

Seeing that everyone nodded nervously after hearing what he said, Jiang Chen immediately put the note into his pocket and prepared to go out to keep the appointment.