Fusion Computer: My Skills Are Not Serious

"I also understand the software. The soul is equivalent to the operating system and language processing programs. The better they are, the easier it is to operate the software." Song Wenwen said.

The reason why he felt dizzy and weak was because his body strength and soul strength were not enough, and he was overloaded.

In layman's terms, it is too much consumption.

"Although I still don't have the means to attack, but with these current skills, among my peers, it is more than enough to protect myself."

"The next step is to find a way to increase the strength of the body and the strength of the soul."

"It seems that we need to get some body quenching liquid and nourishing essence liquid." Song Wenwen said to himself.

Body Quenching Liquid is used to increase the strength of the body, while Essence Training Liquid is used to increase the strength of the soul.

As long as there are enough spirit stones, both of these things can be bought.

So, in the final analysis, he still needs to make more money.

"Dog, come out to eat!" At this moment, Yu Qingcheng's voice came from the living room.

When Song Wenwen walked out of the bedroom, he found that his father Song Laosan just came back.

His father also looked very young, in his thirties, not only handsome, but also quite refined.

Song Wenwen perfectly inherited the advantages of her parents, so the blue is better than the blue.

However, Song Laosan was a little lame when he walked.

This was caused three years ago to save Song Wenwen.

"Honey, you're back, give me a hug!" At this moment, Yu Qingcheng stepped forward and gave Song Laosan a hug.

Song Laosan naturally kissed her on the forehead.

"What are you looking at, you single dog." Song Laosan looked at Song Wenwen and said.

Hearing what his father said, Song Wenwen looked away and sat at the dinner table.

To be honest, he was no stranger to such a situation.

His parents' greatest hobby is to show affection in front of him and spread dog food.

If it's just that, it's fine, after all, it's a good thing for parents to love each other.

What made him most uncomfortable was that the two would laugh at themselves after spreading the dog food.

"Husband, you're tired from running all day, let's eat some spare ribs."

"Honey, you've worked hard to cook, let's eat some shrimp."

"Thank you husband, the prawns you peeled are delicious."

"It's mainly because of your good craftsmanship."

...

On the dining table, Yu Qingcheng and Song Laosan slumped as if no one was around.

Song Wenwen turned a blind eye to all this, as if he didn't see it.

In fact, he has seen three

It's been a year, and I'm used to it.

"It's only one month until Gou'er graduates from high school. By then, we will be liberated and we can live our two-person world well." Song Laosan said.

"I thought so too. He has been a light bulb for so many years, so he should stay away from us." Yu Qingcheng said.

"Am I your own?" Song Wenwen asked a little bit unbearably.

It would be fine if his parents said this behind his back, but he said it in front of him like this.

This caused great harm to his young mind.

The shadow area in his heart was already approaching positive infinity.

"I want to know, transfer 20,000 yuan to Dad, and I'll tell you." Song Laosan said.

He knew that his son wrote novels and made a lot of money.

So if there is nothing to do, try to find a way to get some money from Song Wenwen.

"I think the father-son relationship between us is not worth 20,000 yuan."

"Come on, big brother, eat a piece of ribs, from now on our father-son relationship will end here." Song Wenwen put a piece of ribs into the old man's bowl and said.

"Dog, you have grown up." Song Laosan was not only not angry at what Song Wenwen said, but was relieved on the contrary.

In this way, amidst the mutual confrontation between Song Wenwen and his parents, the meal ended.

"Warm, you haven't awakened your abilities, have you thought about the way ahead?" After eating, Song Laosan looked at Song Wenwen and said.

At this time, he was no longer as unruly as before, and looked very serious, even changing his address.

"Think about it, there are two paths in total."

"First, become a warrior."

"Warrior's journey, although the progress is slow and the upper limit is low, but it is not useless."

"Second, work hard to make money. I believe that money can lead to magic." Song Wenwen also replied very seriously.

"Since you have your own plan, Dad won't interfere, after all, you are an adult."

"This martial arts secret book is what my father asked for from a friend. You can see if you can practice." Song Laosan said, and put a yellowed book in front of Song Wenwen.

Song Wenwen picked up the book, glanced at it, and saw it said: Sunflower Book!

"Father, are you serious?"

Seeing the words Sunflower Treasure, Song Wenwen suddenly had an illusion, as if a cold light flashed between his two buttocks, making his ass tight.

If you want to practice this skill, you must first come from the palace.

No one knows no one knows.

"Do you think there is a problem with this cheat book?" Song Laosan frowned slightly, looking at Song Wenwen and asked.

If there is a problem, the son must not be allowed to practice.

"Let me take a look first!" Song Wenwen said, and began to flip through "Sunflower Treasure".

Soon, he breathed a sigh of relief.

This book is about absorbing the energy of the sun like a sunflower.

Convert solar energy into its own energy to launch an attack.

There is no requirement that "if you want to practice this skill, you must first come from the palace".

Song Wenwen doesn't know the grade of "Sunflower Treasure", but to him, nothing is better than nothing.

He said just now that he wanted to become a martial artist, and he was just talking about it for others to hear.

What he really relied on was his golden finger.

However, this golden finger is his trump card, and he will not tell anyone.

Even his parents, or his buddies.

After eating, Song Wenwen left.

"Are you really determined to let Nuannuan take the path of being a warrior?" After Song Wenwen left, Yu Qingcheng looked at her husband and asked.

"Three years ago, Nuan's fate was destroyed, which made him unable to awaken his abilities."

"In the past three years, I have tried my best, but I have not been able to restore his fate."

"The only way he can go is as a warrior."

"I don't ask him how far he can go on this road, I just hope he can protect himself a little more." Biquku

"I don't want what happened three years ago to happen again." Song Laosan said.

"Honey, I can't blame you for what happened three years ago."

"Let's put this matter aside. Wen Nuan can't become a supernatural being. It's good to be an ordinary person and spend his life happily." Yu Qingcheng said.

"How can I let go of this matter? Nuan Nuan almost died before my eyes."

"I failed to protect him three years ago. I broke my leg just to remind myself that what happened three years ago must never happen again."

"I swore at the time that whoever dares to hurt Wen Nuan again, I, Song Huangquan, will definitely kill all his family." At this time, Song Lao San was no longer as unruly as before, and his whole body was filled with extremely fierce murderous aura. .

Seeing her husband like this, Yu Qingcheng stepped forward and hugged him gently.

She knew that what happened three years ago had left too many scars in her husband's heart.

The only thing she can do is to slowly heal this scar with love.