Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
The children were deeply engaged in their conversation, but Su Qian was left puzzled, scratching her head and feeling frantic, unsure of what to do.
"What are you talking about? Why can't I understand anything?" Su Qian mumbled.
"Uh, this is a kind of probing skill, allowing one to delve into the deeper thoughts of the conscious being, Brain," Xuanhui replied.
Even though that was the explanation, actually executing it was much more difficult. Moreover, Su Qian was just an ordinary person and could not possibly grasp the profound theoretical knowledge they were discussing. It sounded interesting; she understood that in such a world, there would be no language barriers. As long as there was absolute consciousness, one could comprehend the information behind those thoughts and communicate through assured consciousness, making it seem like an alien language.
"Hahaha, if that's the case, then it truly is an amazing skill," the voice of Father-in-law chimed in.
"Yes, indeed. It's quite impressive. If you'd like to learn, I can teach you," Freyr responded with a smile. It did sound tempting, but these skills probably weren't something one could just pick up easily.
Father-in-law was also well aware of the power dynamics among these individuals. His son-in-law might even surpass his grandfather in strength. Thinking of this made him chuckle awkwardly.
Although others were unaware, he often played chess with his grandfather in secret. That grandfather was a legendary nine-dan chess master, and he believed that no ordinary person could defeat his super brain that had been honed over a century. However, there were times when machines developed for specific purposes managed to win against him, which frustrated him for a while. Eventually, he decided to spend money on a smart robot capable of simulating tens of thousands of chess moves overnight.
Now, instead of facing his perennial rival who had always lost to him, he found himself matched against the intelligent robot. It was evident that they seemed like true opponents on the chessboard. What was going on? It appeared that his grandfather's grandson was merely a terrible player with no redeeming qualities. The intelligent robot also faced deadlock situations occasionally, but those instances were rare.
Occasionally, his grandfather would mention that if anyone surpassed him in skill, he would consider them his successor. Clearly, such a person had appeared before him.
After making a few moves with a sense of regret, his grandfather sighed and revealed the truth to him.
This was indeed unprecedented; even though his grandson had won against world champions among many skilled players in the past, he had never received a single compliment from his grandfather. That young man had somehow managed to impress him. His grandfather had never praised anyone before; it was rare for him to notice changes in his mindset after that confrontation. The recent commotion had also made the family feel his decision—indeed, a successor must surpass their predecessor in some aspect for the future of the enterprise and family to continue thriving and improving through generations.
During this time, he needed to carefully observe this son-in-law, to discover what commendable qualities he possessed that led his grandfather to entrust the future into his hands.
Freyr was clearly unaware that he was already caught in the swirling center of family dynamics. On the shore, countless eyes were watching—some filled with anticipation, others filled with hatred, ready to take advantage of any misstep. Yet he remained oblivious, and the days passed by in a muddled yet carefree manner.
For the past week, he had enjoyed a somewhat pleasant life. However, even in such comfortable circumstances, it became increasingly evident to others that he was wrapped in happiness while being caught in the whirlpool of family affairs. Despite this, he did experience moments of discomfort.
He encountered situations more than once where he made some basic mistakes amidst the busy family work. Certain tasks had to be executed and completed, yet he bore no complaints, even though his uncle-in-law supported him from behind.
However, if such mistakes continued to occur, shadows would quickly emerge beneath the calm surface of the water. They would step in to replace him. After all, his position was still precarious; he was not yet adept at handling affairs. While interpersonal relationships and communication were not major issues, they still consisted of the trivial matters involved in managing a family business.
As the seven-hour mark concluded, he finally let out a sigh of relief. The deadline for reporting had arrived; he could not truly prioritize the family business above all else since the future did not solely depend on it.
His main task was still to resist the invasion of the Zerg. Those creatures had taken over nine-tenths of the world. Humanity belonged to the affluent inland regions; although they appeared prosperous, they occupied a significant population of one race. Some resources were not infinitely renewable, and when depletion occurred, the remaining humans would live in dire straits.
Thanks to their efforts in recent years, they gradually developed a new city, which slightly alleviated their strained circumstances.
Humanity returned to the life they once desired; however, a small portion understood that this lifestyle was not stable. By the time they realized it, it would be too late. The military needed to guard strategic points to prevent invasions. Additionally, with an aging population becoming increasingly severe, there began to be shortages of soldiers across various fronts. Therefore, they tried not to mobilize troops for new city development and primarily relied on Gene Humans cultivated by several associations within the Human Alliance. These individuals possessed strengths up to ten times that of ordinary people; even those weaker had double the strength and were more suited for executing such commands.
The military's main role was to coordinate internally and externally to respond to emergencies; without orders from their superiors, soldiers would never abandon their posts to assist anyone else.
Soldiers were fundamentally bound by their duty to obey orders—a principle that remained unchanged regardless of location.
He followed his previous route back to the Hunter Association and gathered at an open space next to Wanderer's Home.
Not long after he arrived, a few figures slowly approached from one side of the dormitory.
The first to arrive was Xiong Tai, the zookeeper who worked with the lions. His face was filled with a fierce intensity, as if he had regained some of his wild nature.
Ross and Parker Parkinson arrived almost simultaneously. Today was a significant day for them, and they didn't want to miss the opportunity to avoid leaving any loose ends.
Then there was Relock, who arrived a bit later after hailing a taxi. Although he was slightly delayed, due to their open superior-subordinate relationship, Freyr didn't say much to him; he only privately advised him not to arrive so late next time.
After waiting for a while and once everyone had gathered, their next destination became quite clear.
Comment 0 Comment Count