The Path of Evolution

"Xiaohao, where have you been?"

"Don't let your mind wander over whether you've fallen out of love."

"Son, come back. Mom made you your favorite braised pork ribs."

"My son, come home quickly. No matter what you have done wrong, mother will forgive you."

"You went to the evolutionary world, right? Come on, mom believes you can come back alive!"

"Son, it's been half a year, is it time to go home?"

Messages one after another, some in text and some in voice, impacted Zhao Hao's eyes and ears.

Zhao Hao can understand his mother's intense mood swings. Sometimes she is sad, sometimes she is forced to be optimistic, and sometimes she is even crazy.

For one year, seven months, and more than 500 days, his mother sent him a WeChat message almost every day.

The most recent one was sent yesterday.

Tears welled up in Zhao Hao's eyes. His son traveled thousands of miles and his mother was worried. He has only now understood the meaning of this poem.

"Mom, I'm back!"

"Mom, my mobile phone number and WeChat ID have not changed, remember to find me!"

"Well, let me tell you my number, 188xxxxxx..."

Zhao Hao was in a hurry, sending voice messages and text messages, as if he was afraid that they would be missed by the system.

A few minutes later, Su Yurong actually replied with a voice message. The voice was crying and vague, vaguely like: "Son, is it really you?"

Without saying a word, Zhao Hao applied for a video call, and the other party quickly accepted the request.

Zhao Hao choked up when he saw his mother's haggard face. Thousands of words came to his mind, but he couldn't say a single word. Only a dull whimper echoed along with the waves.

"Son, mom knew you wouldn't die, and I knew..." Su Yurong was incoherent and said a lot of random words, and in the end, all that was left was the sound of choked sobs.

Zhao Hao wiped away his tears and asked, "Mom, where are you?"

Su Yurong's mood stabilized a little: "Are you in Zhonghai? I'll share an address with you. Son, come here quickly."

Zhao Hao set off immediately.

Mom's location is actually on the outskirts of the city, not far from the seaside.

Walking into the dilapidated tube building that was about to be demolished, Zhao Hao felt very heavy.

When he arrived at the simple and shabby small room on the third floor, Zhao Hao wanted to cry again.

All the tears in his life seemed to be drained on this day.

Su Yurong nestled at the door of that shabby room, eagerly waiting for her son to arrive.

She was wearing clothes that Zhao Hao was familiar with. The clothes that once fit her well now looked very loose because she was so skinny that she was seven or eight years older than before. She was alone under the light of the incandescent lamp in the room, so haggard that a gust of wind could turn her away. Blow down.

"Come in, let mom take a good look at you."

Su Yurong pulled her son in, sometimes touching his head and sometimes squeezing his shoulders.

Zhao Hao was speechless and knelt down in front of his mother with a plop.

"Silly boy, what are you doing?"

Su Yurong wanted to help her son up, but she couldn't help her son.

"Mom, I'm sorry for you."

Zhao Hao both blamed himself and felt lucky. He was glad that he was not traveling through time. If he really traveled to another world and could never come back, then his mother would be like this now, and she would become increasingly miserable.

"It's good to come back, get up quickly." Su Yurong has a kind of innate optimism. This optimism has influenced Zhao Hao since he was a child and has a great influence on Zhao Hao's character development. She smiled and said: "I thought I The two men in my life no longer want me, haha. Now that my mother has made it through, I still have a son to take care of me in old age. You must not imitate your father."

Zhao Hao stood up, helped his mother sit on the simple steel wire bed, and said with a sad face: "Mom, please stop making me happy. My uncle and I had a meal, and I know everything about the family."

Su Yurong's smile became even stronger: "I hope for the stars, the moon, and hope that you will come back. Can mom not be happy? You don't have to worry about things at home. You are better off alive than anything else. Besides, mom has confidence in you. Young It’s just wealth, but don’t cry and become depressed, it’s useless at all, and mom is still waiting to enjoy your blessing.”

"Yes, Mom, you are right, I will never let you suffer again!" Zhao Hao was infected by his mother, and his whole body was on fire: "You have a good rest tonight, I will take you to a place tomorrow, Let you bid farewell to the hard life from now on."

"Well done, this is my son." Su Yurong said with a smile: "You have become so strong and a little shorter. Have you experienced the kind of genetic mutation they said and become a rare master? ?”

"Can a rare-level person be considered a master?" Zhao Hao felt that he needed to make up for the definition of "master" by the people on earth. He coaxed: "Mom, I want to say that your son has achieved an evolution just like Canglong. Base, do you believe it?"

Snap!

Su Yurong had just taken out a box of biscuits and wanted to feed her son, but she was so frightened that the biscuits fell to the ground.

Zhao Hao was happy: "Mom, don't be so exaggerated. Can't you believe me even once?"

"Mom was so scared that she almost lost her breath because she believed you." Su Yurong said nervously: "Son, you are still young, don't fight for things that are too big. Even if you lay down the base, you can't take that thing. It’s too hot to handle, leave it to the organization to handle, mom just wants you to live well."

"As expected of my mother, she is so witty. Don't worry, I am measured..."

Zhao Hao briefly explained the situation and finally made his mother feel relieved.

The mother and son chatted for a long time, and Zhao Hao recounted his experience in key points.

When his mother fell asleep, Zhao Hao sat on a stool and filled the Internet with water.

While searching for information at the beach, he accidentally clicked on a "Chinese Evolutionary Forum". This is the largest forum in China after the Canglong Effect. It is very popular and there are endless posts about evolvers.

Zhao Hao stayed up all night, reading up on all kinds of knowledge in the best areas of the forum.

He basically figured out what was valuable and what was popular.

This made Zhao Hao breathe a sigh of relief. His poverty was only temporary. In fact, his net worth was very scary.

The high-level mutated Black Eagle King's Wings alone are priceless and unmarketable magic equipment on earth. Rich people have already offered 100 million yuan to buy the mutated wings. Zhao Hao would pick two items from his possessions and sell them, which would be enough for a family of three to have enough food and clothing.

Zhao Hao's purpose was far more than that. He decided to take his mother back to the ancient desert city tomorrow, and then go to a neutral place to conduct a large-scale purchase of things that are valuable on earth. Taking a step back, even if Yu Wenjun can't bring benefits to Zhao Hao, Zhao Hao can still make a lot of money just from the profits brought by the large-scale shopping.

Of course, the premise for all this is that the ancient desert city is made public and a large number of consumers pour in.