Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

“…Give up, my captain!

Today, no matter what you say, I will not let you take a step here!"

Zhang Dongchen's expression was full of alertness and resistance. He stared at the figure not far away with his eyes, not daring to slack off at all.

"Is that true?"

He gently put down Lin Bei, as if he had put down a sleeping child, slowly got up, rubbed the scarlet blood on his body casually, sighed lightly, and said inexplicably:

"...I didn't expect that I, an ordinary person who doesn't even have permission, would make our Captain Star so afraid...

Oh... It's such an honor..."

Back to the side of the platform again, sat down slowly, let out a long sigh, leaned over and began to skillfully operate on the platform.

Seeing Wang Xuebin's actions, Zhang Dongchen frowned at first, but in just a moment, he relaxed again. He raised his head and drank a mouthful of spicy white wine, exhaled a mouthful of depression, and said in a low tone:

“Never let your guard down before the enemy dies. Isn’t this your teaching?

I know your abilities more than anyone else. As an enemy, I have been preparing for eighteen years, so I have the courage to appear before you again!”

"Eighteen years of preparation? I'm so proud of what I said..."

Hearing Zhang Dongchen's words, Wang Xuebin paused, raised his head, looked at Duoduo, who was huddled in the corner of the wall, and was thinking about something, raised his eyebrows and said softly:

"...Are you referring to Duoduo?"

When Duoduo heard his name mention, his figure trembled. He glanced at Wang Xuebin timidly, with a grievance and apology mixed with sadness.

But neither Wang Xuebin nor Zhang Dongchen cared about Duoduo's meaning, as if she did not exist at all.

Looking at each other, a sharp light burst into his eyes.

“…That’s right!”

"Let a little girl ties my emotions? What's the result?"

"Half done!"

"It's successful, but not completely successful? How do you say this?"

Zhang Dongchen paused slightly when he heard this, his hideous scar trembled, and his expression became indifferent.

"...I haven't completely fallen into the bond of love between children, but you have finally walked into the trap for this girl, right?"

"Are you entering a trap..."

Wang Xuebin raised his head, his expression was a little subtle. He pondered for a moment, turned his head to look at Duoduo in panic.

"...Are you referring to the baby girl adopted fifteen years ago, or are you here to step into your territory for her today?"

Seeing Wang Xuebin saying all this lightly, for some reason, Zhang Dongchen felt a little uneasy inside. He gritted his teeth, calmed down, took a deep breath, and asked reluctantly:

"... Sure enough, I still couldn't hide it from you. Did you do it on purpose... right?"

"...That's right! I did it on purpose, fifteen years ago, and the same is true today!"

Wang Xuebin replied neatly.

Although there were speculations, when Zhang Dongchen heard this, he couldn't help but tremble, lowered his head, and buried his face in the shadow.

"……Why……"

"Why?"

Wang Xuebin stared at Duoduo with his bottomless eyes and said softly:

“…because that is precious hope…”

"……hope?"

Following Wang Xuebin's gaze, he looked at the poor little girl and sneered, his expression full of doubt.

"Haha...you see the offspring born from a rapist combined with a doll that vents desires as hope?"

Hearing Zhang Dongchen's words, Duoduo raised his head suddenly, and his swollen eyes looked at Wang Xuebin tightly, biting his lower lip, his face turned pale, his breathing was rapid and trembling.

Wang Xuebin raised his hand and ticked it gently on the information platform twice, then stood up with the table, shook his cervical spine, and said with emotion:

"...Their descendants? No! Duoduo is my descendants!"

As he said that, he pushed open the seat, took a deep breath, and slowly paced up in the not-so-spacious control center.

“… Bloodline has never been used as a criterion for evaluating a person!

Indeed, her father was a villain, and her mother was the murderer who killed her father...

But, she is different!

Fifteen years of teaching by example, rich knowledge, agile thinking, and a decent view...

Although she is still a little impulsive, a little immature, but everything shows that she is an excellent achievement I have cultivated... and it is also a gift I have left for the future..."

"You are following the flow!!!"

Zhang Dongchen looked at Wang Xuebin in shock, roaring loudly, standing there in a daze, with indescribable complexity on his face...

"Isn't your purpose of locking me up here just to hope that I can come out again and clean up the endgame after the sanction?"

Wang Xuebin stopped, turned his head and looked at Zhang Dongchen, and said softly:

"...I'm just taking advantage of the situation!"

Listening to Wang Xuebin's words, Zhang Dongchen smiled miserably, not knowing whether he was laughing at himself or others.

"Ha...hehe...it's worthy of being you...I've always been a toy in your palm, right?

You are so confident, will I give you permissions?"

"I love Xiaoyu..."

"What?"

Looking at Wang Xuebin, who was closing his eyes and talking in the center, Zhang Dongchen couldn't help but frown. He was about to ask, but was interrupted by a melodious and lively voice.

“…Chinese brand 2060 mobile phones—Xiaoyu is here to serve you…Master, long time no see!”

The colorful lights are filled with colors, decorating the cold color control center with warm and grandeur.

Countless lights emerged from servers, and in the shocking eyes, they formed a graceful and graceful figure. They took a step forward and stood gracefully beside Wang Xuebin.

“…Master, what are your instructions?”

"…she…she…she is…Mr. Shu Xiaoyu!!!"

Looking at the figure that was so familiar that it was no longer familiar, both Duoduo and Zhang Dongchen were in a shock that could not be suppressed.

Shu Xiaoyu, a figure engraved in the history of civilization, is known as one of the greatest women in the world.

A great scientist who was highly praised by countless people stood in front of them, looking forward to them...

That disharmonious feeling makes people doubt life!

Listening to the harsh screams in his ears, Xiaoyu couldn't help frowning slightly, turned her head and glanced at the two of them, then shook her head and ignored it.

Looking back at the old and elderly Wang Xuebin, she raised her eyebrows lightly, shook her body, and she also looked like an old lady, bowed slightly, and smiled interestingly:

"...Hehe...Master, what's the matter? Do you need the old woman to serve you?"