Alien paradise

"Um..." the housekeeper was stunned for a long time before replying, "Did you meet any extraordinary people during this trip?"

"Yes, there's more than one."

"I see... It seems you have indeed learned a lot." He showed a relieved smile.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. I am here this time to fulfill my father's wish." Naruko Asahara walked to the bed and stared at the old man lying on the bed - he was none other than Suke Asahara, the 61st generation head of the family. At this moment, his eyes were closed tightly, and there was a metal ring with many wires on the top of his head, and the other ends of these wires were connected to his half-life effort: the consciousness-recreating machine god.

Judging from the life monitoring device next to him, my father's heartbeat and blood pressure are still within the normal range, his spontaneous breathing is not affected, and his brain waves are active. From any aspect, he cannot be compared with a vegetative state.

But if this drags on, the result may be worse than death - from a rational point of view, what those people said is actually not unreasonable. The family cannot be without a decision-maker for a long time. Nowadays, the coveters within the family, as well as external competitors... countless eyes are staring at them, waiting for the moment when the Asahara family shows signs of fatigue.

She took off the backpack behind her, unzipped it, and took out a box wrapped in bubble wrap.

"What is this?" the old housekeeper asked curiously.

“The rewards I get from my journey.”

When she opened the lid, Iwajima was shocked!

He saw an ancient glass handicraft lying inside. He could tell at a glance that both the glass tube itself and the copper squares at both ends were from at least the last century. Especially the carvings on the copper blocks were obviously handmade. It is carved and polished stroke by stroke, which is much more casual than the widespread stamping and molding nowadays, but it is the changes in the strokes and the uneven lines that give it a touch of art.

If it was just like that, that would be fine. What really surprised him was that the jar seemed to contain some kind of flesh and blood mixture, which was far different from the temperament of the container itself. At first he thought he was dazzled, but after staring for a while, his conclusion did not change - it must be that some kind of organ was beaten into a paste. What could the red floc flowing in the paste be if it wasn't blood?

In his impression, Miss Naruko was very clean. The first thing she did after practicing sword practice was to take a shower. She shouldn't be interested in such things.

"Miss, this is..."

"A medicine," she said seriously, "maybe useful, maybe not. I didn't plan to take it out so early, but now it seems that there is no better choice in this situation."

"Medicine?" the old housekeeper said in disbelief, "Where did you get it from?"

"I can't tell you this right now."

"But it doesn't look like something drinkable..."

"It's really not for drinking, it's an injection." Naruko Asahara twisted one end of the metal cube, only to hear a soft sound, and a small silver needle came out.

The butler's head was a little hard to turn around.

injection? She's going to inject this thing into her father's body?

Even if water is injected into the body, there will be problems with such a large amount!

"Miss, I'm going to call Dr. Andre..."

"No, the doctor can't control this." Andre is the family's personal doctor, but Naruko Asahara doesn't think he can be of much help. "If you can't accept it, you can leave like them."

"Are you...serious?" Iwadao showed a look of astonishment.

"Do you think I'm kidding?" She placed the glass tube on the bedside table, found two more straps, and tied her father's body tightly to the bed frame. "I put in a lot of effort to get this."

After experiencing the "Advent of the Evil God" incident, Naruko Asahara thought she would never get this "reward" again, but what she didn't expect was that the paradise still fulfilled its promise.

The host told her personally that the contract was absolute and once signed, there was no way to go back on it. The moment she got the actual glass tube, even she was a little moved.

Paradise truly brings the wonders of another world to this world.

"Miss Naruko, please wake up. How can such disgusting things enter the human body?" The old housekeeper felt dizzy. A minute ago, he felt that the other party was his only supporter. "Do you imagine Nagaya and the others?" Same thing, kill your own father!?"

"Quiet!" Asahara Naruko suddenly shouted, making Iwajima tremble.

"Do you think I haven't read a book or don't understand basic common sense at all?" She spoke slowly but with dignity. "Or do you have a better way to change the current situation? If not, then just stand aside quietly and see what I do."

The butler was silent.

This was the first time he had seen Miss Naruko with such a strong attitude.

If there was a hint of her mother in the way she refuted her eldest brother and sister's reasons before, then now he seemed to see the shadow of Asahara Suke in the other person.

Naruko Asahara came to the bedside with the glass tube - I have to say that her father's coma saved her from persuading him, but when it was her turn for the specific operation, she was still a little uneasy.

Can such a thin needle tube, which seems to be able to be broken by hand, really penetrate the hardest skull of the human body and deliver the brain matter in the tube into the brain?

And the brain has such a large capacity, how can it accept so many foreign substances?

However, despite her uneasiness, her movements never stopped. It is not her character to look forward and backward. Since something has been decided, it must be completed no matter what.

Naruko Asahara took a deep breath and stabbed the tip of the needle hard into the top of her father's head.

At that moment she realized that this thing was effective, because she didn't feel any resistance at all and saw the needle core completely submerged into the skull. And without any power to squeeze, the brains began to spontaneously move in the direction of the silver needle, as if they were attracted to a brand new brain.

After a while, all the slurry in the glass tube poured into my father's head.

Iwashima covered his eyes in despair.

He seemed to have heard the frantic alarm sound of the life monitoring device.

But after thirty seconds passed, nothing happened.

The only thing that sounded was the eldest lady's order.

"Open your eyes and see him with your own eyes."

Yandao slowly took away his hands and turned to look at the big bed——

A miracle happened.

Asahara, who had gray hair before, suddenly grew thick black hair without knowing it! Not only that, the wrinkles and brown spots on his face are also fading away, as if they had been erased by an eraser!

"This... this is impossible!" The old housekeeper rushed to the bedside and looked at his master in disbelief as he regained his youth.

And this youth doesn’t just stay on the surface...

Because the other party's bones are also growing! Through the skin, he could even hear the crackling sound of the finger bones being stretched! Within a few minutes, Asahara's body was stretched by half of his head, and the bones lost due to old age seemed to have reversed the river of time and returned to his body.

"Miss, what exactly is this-"

"Mr. Iwashima, do you believe there are gods in the world?" Naruko Asahara asked calmly.

"I didn't believe it before, but now I have to believe it." The old housekeeper shook his head repeatedly, "This is definitely a gift that can only be given by the gods..."

"A gift?" She smiled, then showed a rather unfamiliar expression, "No, this is not a gift from the gods at all."

"…Then what is it?"

"The spoils after we defeated the gods." Naruko Asahara said slowly.

After the words fell, the man on the bed let out a groan like waking up from a big dream, and opened his eyes little by little.

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