No strange things are allowed to evolve!

This is Jiang Shu's mother. She usually lives in her hometown. Since Jiang Shu graduated from university and stayed in Tancheng, the two only have the opportunity to meet during the Spring Festival and other holidays. However, it is not surprising that she has a key to Jiang Shu's house and appears at home.

She hadn't told Jiang Shu before coming, which is why Jiang Shu was surprised.

“I sent you a message when I came to Tancheng on a business trip, but you may have forgotten.” Mom rolled her eyes at Jiang Shu: “I was planning to have dinner with you after training yesterday, but you weren’t home. I thought you might be busy, so I didn’t bother you. I waited for you until 11 o’clock and you still hadn’t come back. I was too tired, so I went to sleep.”

Have you sent it before...?

Jiang Shu wasn't quite sure.

He has so many friends on WeChat from all walks of life, and people send him messages every day. But he doesn't have the habit of checking unread messages every day, so his mother's messages are probably long gone.

When my mom arrived yesterday, I was probably still having dinner with my friends.

Thinking of this, Jiang Shu subconsciously said, "I saw it. Actually, I was going to pick you up, but I've been too busy lately and I think I got the date wrong. I'm sorry."

As soon as the words left his mouth, Jiang Shu realized something was terribly wrong.

I can do anything now, but the one thing I absolutely can't do is talk to my mom in a way that pleases her.

It wouldn't matter if anyone were affected by "sacrifice," but he couldn't accept his family being affected.

But unexpectedly...

Instead of being moved at all, her mother didn't show the tears that Jiang Shu had imagined. Instead, she sneered, "Come on, if you really saw it, would you not even call your old mother?"

Jiang Shu was taken aback, then realized what was going on.

actually...

Even if I do nothing, my mom's protective instincts and desire to sacrifice for me are probably still at their peak...

Even if a mother gives her all, her love for her children won't actually increase, because it has already reached its limit.

Seeing that Jiang Shu was not saying anything, his mother, who had no idea what he was thinking, patted his shoulder casually.

"That's enough. I'm not a petty person, why are you pretending to be so profound?"

Jiang Shu smiled.

But this laugh startled my mother.

“Wait a minute, I was just saying that you seemed a little different when I saw you this time. Did you used to smile?” Mom was on high alert: “I didn’t notice at first, but now it’s dawned on me that you’re not the listless person you were a few years ago.”

Jiang Shu paused for a moment, then looked at the mirror in the entryway.

He touched the corner of his mouth.

Looking back carefully, it seems that after leaving the incubator, although I still didn't have that long-lost feeling of excitement after calming down, the invisible pressure that I had become accustomed to did seem to have lessened a lot.

A few years ago, I wouldn't have laughed over such mundane things.

"Whoever you are, get off my son!" Seeing his inexplicable behavior, the mother exaggeratedly took two steps back.

Jiang Shu knew, of course, that his mother was joking.

So he joked, "I'm my maternal grandfather. This year marks the seventh anniversary of my passing, so I came back to visit."

Sure enough, Mom's face darkened: "Are you looking for a beating?"

Jiang Shu immediately knelt down and raised his hands in surrender: "I was just bragging."

His mother didn't actually hit him; she just breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed her eyes. "I originally came here to ask for your opinion and take you to a big hospital to see about your strange illness, but seeing you like this now puts my mind at ease."

Jiang Shu stood up and gently hugged his mother: "Maybe it's because I had dinner and chatted with a friend I hadn't seen in a long time yesterday, which made me feel happier, so I kept telling you not to worry about me too much. I can adjust."

Mom looked up, touched: "So you weren't actually busy, you just didn't see my message."

"Are you trying to trick me into telling me this?"

After pinching Jiang Shu's cheek and winning the argument, the mother, beaming with delight, grabbed the apron hanging from the back of the dining chair and said, "What would you like for breakfast? I'll make it for you."

"I'm not eating. I didn't know you were home. I ate on the way back." Jiang Shu yawned. "I didn't sleep all night. I need to go get some sleep now."

My mom paused in tying her apron, then nodded: "You didn't sleep all night? You need to get some sleep. I've tidied your room and changed the blankets. It's the change of seasons, so don't catch a cold."

"Okay." Jiang Shu said as she walked towards her bedroom, "I might sleep until the afternoon, so don't call me for lunch, and don't cook dinner. I'll take you out to eat tonight."

"Okay," Mom replied, then suddenly remembered something and asked, "By the way, why do you have so many miscellaneous boxes in your room?"

Jiang Shu paused in his steps.

He doesn't have a stable job and makes a living by engaging in online shady activities. This gives him a lot of freedom, and he can make money quickly if he meets a rich woman. He uses all the money he earns to seek thrills, so his bedroom is filled with various professional equipment for extreme sports.

But he never told his mother about these things, because it would make her worry.

Unexpectedly, they were still discovered.

So he had no choice but to half-jokingly confess: "Didn't I say that I'm now doing self-media, mainly broadcasting outdoor content, so I have a little bit of everything, don't worry, it's not dangerous."

Upon hearing this, Mom scratched her head.

"Uh...maybe I'm getting old, but I still recognize your mother, Qingqu Underwear..."

Jiang Shu took a deep breath: "You found the box I hid on the air conditioner unit?"

"There are still quite a few cups, oh, in the words of the young people, there are also quite a few of my daughters-in-law."

"..."

"Now we don't need to take you to a big hospital to see your strange illness, but I still suggest you see a traditional Chinese medicine doctor more often."

"Mom, please let me explain."

Chapter Thirteen: Disaster-Level Incubation Ground

After finally managing to fool her mother, Jiang Shu, who had taken a shower, finally lay down on the bed.

As soon as his head hit the pillow, he fell into a deep sleep.

I slept soundly, without even having the nightmares that I usually have almost every day.

When I opened my eyes, it was already past five in the afternoon.

In late autumn, darkness falls early. The sun was almost setting, and the room was dimly lit and gloomy.

Jiang Shu felt like he was still half asleep and couldn't quite distinguish reality from illusion.

It wasn't until he activated the Evolver System that he was certain that everything that happened last night wasn't a dream.

Since his encounter with the weasel that morning, he had changed some of his thoughts.

"Dedication" was even more effective than he had imagined, and coupled with his ridiculously high charisma, he was now confident that he could integrate into the group of evolved beings.

Therefore, he decided to adjust his approach and take the initiative to contact the evolved beings to learn more about them and the hatchery.

Therefore, for his first official incubator, he planned to choose a multiplayer challenge.

After research, he discovered that natural disaster-level hatcheries were not among the targets he could select. The highest difficulty level he could choose was calamity, second only to natural disaster.

Each type of hatchery is further divided into safe and dead types.

There is no difference in difficulty between the two, and the mission objectives are the same. The only difference is that in the safe hatchery, even if the challenger dies in the hatchery, he will only lose some attribute points or items, but if he dies in the death hatchery, he will really die.

So it seems that the natural disaster incubator from yesterday was also a death-type facility, because Jiang Shu clearly remembered that the system warned him that if he tried to attack the bride and was killed in return, he would also die in reality.

Correspondingly, the rewards for safe and dangerous situations differ greatly depending on the level of danger.

It's like both of us are selling something, but you're selling rock candy while I'm selling ice; the profit margin is vastly different.

Considering that Yunfu Temple is a ticking time bomb, and it's unknown when it will explode, attracting the hostility of powerful evolved beings, and the possibility of being scalded to death by millet porridge while eating breakfast.

Furthermore, considering that the evolved beings who go to the death-type incubation grounds are definitely of higher overall quality than those of the safe type, it would be more beneficial for me to come into contact with this type of evolved being.

After careful consideration, Jiang Shu decided to choose a disaster-level hatchery with multiple deaths as the target.

Although his stats weren't particularly high, with his countless accumulated experiences and a vast array of skills that even the Evolutionary System couldn't accurately estimate, he was confident he could conquer any hatchery he could choose based on his current level.

However, he didn't rush blindly. When selecting options, he followed the principle of playing to his strengths and avoiding his weaknesses, eliminating some choices whose names and descriptions clearly indicated they were for exciting battles.

Mowing grass is stress-relieving and simple; you can just unleash a barrage of attacks based on stats. But the problem is that there are no stats or barrages right now.

Therefore, he tends to select those that are more skill-based and puzzle-solving, preferably something a bit novel, that can provide him with a thrilling experience while he's working through the puzzles, making it easier for him to immerse himself in the game.

By the time Jiang Shu had chosen his first official incubator, another half hour had passed without him realizing it.

It's almost six o'clock.

He then remembered that he should take his mother out to eat.

Jiang Shu grabbed a clean set of clothes from the closet and put them on. She quickly slipped on her slippers and opened the bedroom door.

"Mom, get ready..."

The living room was dark, but you could vaguely see that the floor and coffee table were spotless, making it seem like it was not your own home.

After a moment of stunned silence, Jiang Shu seemed to remember something, so he went back to his bedroom, unplugged his phone from its charging cable, and opened WeChat.

My mom's profile picture definitely has a new red dot—

He pinned his mom's profile picture to the top of his chat list before going to bed.

A few messages after 2 PM.

"I actually booked a flight for 5 pm today, but I didn't tell you this morning because you looked too tired. There are dumplings in the fridge that I brought for you from my hometown. I threw away the leftovers on top and replaced them with the vegetables I bought this morning. Try to eat less takeout and learn to cook for yourself."

"I'm relieved to see that you're doing well lately. It's good to spend more time with your friends, just try to avoid staying up all night. As for your stuff, you're all grown up now, and Mom doesn't care anymore. Just make sure you know your limits."

"Son, be happy every day. /smile"

Jiang Shu thought for a long time before replying with "Okay".

Then I took off my clean clothes, changed into the dirty clothes I wore yesterday, turned on the light, and went to the refrigerator to find dumplings.

I don't know if my mom is careful or careless, but she stuffed the ice pack in along with the ice pack.

Thinking about it carefully, it's possible that when the dumplings weren't in the hotel refrigerator, but on the plane or while on a business trip, my mom probably carried the big plastic bag and stuffed an ice pack between the big plastic bag and the small plastic bag containing the dumplings to keep them fresh.

Jiang Shu took out the ice packs that had completely melted in the refrigerator and threw them away. She cooked a plate of dumplings and ate them slowly, quietly waiting for the hatchery to open at midnight.

He sat at the dining table in a daze for hours, just like when he had nothing to do and couldn't muster any interest in anything; he was used to it.

Finally, it was twelve o'clock.

A cloud of black mist, visible only to evolved beings, rose around Jiang Shu, slowly enveloping him...

......

Tancheng, in the bustling downtown area, is home to the nationally renowned five-star chain hotel, Shengtang.

The top floor houses office space and meeting rooms that are not open to consumers.

Above the conference room hangs a plaque with two characters pronounced ShengTang, but it's not the hotel's name "盛唐" (Sheng Tang), but rather "圣堂" (Sheng Tang).

Beneath the signboard, a middle-aged man, who exuded an imposing aura without even trying, sat there with a livid face.

"So, after a month, we still haven't managed to conquer that hatchery?"

The dozen or so men and women sitting on either side of him were silent and trembling. Although those who could hold the meeting here were obviously high-ranking officials, they seemed to have great respect for men.

Only the woman at the head of the left remained calm: "It's a safe strategy."

"What's the use of a safe strategy guide?" The man glanced at the woman. "Safe strategy guides are completely useless, and the hatcheries won't disappear. There are still unlucky members nearing their expiration date who are randomly and forcibly brought in. How many people died last month?"

"Seven people. The three sent out all died, and the other four were forcibly brought into the incubator when their terms expired, and they didn't come out either," the woman replied.

The man said sadly, "Seven lives..."

The woman remained silent.

The man sighed, "But speaking of which, this is just a minor disaster, and only a level one incubation site. Are all the level three and below evolvers here really this low-quality? Is our Holy Temple truly facing a talent shortage?"

Everyone wanted to complain that you didn't even know how dangerous the Calamity difficulty was for ordinary evolved beings.

But upon closer reflection, the man sitting in front of him is one of the very few at the pinnacle of evolution. The calamity-level incubation site is his training ground, and there are even rumors that he has conquered the natural disaster-level incubation site.

Oh, that's okay.

Only the woman remained defiant: "You've seen the information about that incubation facility, haven't you? Don't you know how disgusting the elements it contains are? The 'safe' type is practically mental pollution. In that kind of environment, the spirit of the evolved being is constantly being eroded."

Do you think everyone is like you? If everyone were like you, wouldn't we be invincible by now? Can you please stop saying such annoying things?

"You...I..." The man hesitated, unable to finish his sentence.

The others lowered their heads in unison, pretending they hadn't heard anything.

Such arguments are commonplace. After all, they are a married couple, so it's okay for them to argue as much as they want. But if anyone dares to interfere, no matter whose side they're on, they'll get what's coming to them.

However, to everyone's surprise, there really were some who were blind to the truth.