Chapter 562 [A Place Called Ho]
The ti has reached mid-July.
Jinling has entered the hottest period of the year, with several consecutive days of high temperatures, so asphalt roads outside are nearly lting from the heat.
Cold drinks have entered the most explosive sales season of the year.
Little Chen Yiyi, in less than two months, finished learning the entire primary school syllabus of Chinese, Math, and English...
returned to a joyful childhood.
However, with such hot weather, there’s no way to go out and play.
Can only stay at ho every day, hugging a waterlon to gnaw on, holding popsicles to bite.
Then hug the TV and watch cartoons.
However, Chen Nuo still takes his daughter out to the surrounding plazas to play when the sun sets.
To Chen Nuo’s surprise, his daughter, less than three years old, is very interested in the group of aunts dancing in the square.
Every ti they go, she squats beside them to watch for a long ti.
After a while, she starts twisting her body along to the music.
After going only twice, she’s already dancing with decent skill.
Chen Nuo couldn’t help but start daydreaming...
Maybe, why not let the daughter directly live a retired life?
After all, with the family fortune of himself and Lu Xixi, their daughter wouldn’t starve for a lifeti even if she were to be laid-back~
Then brought his daughter to play so sports.
Learned roller-skating, took a circle and she learned it. Then she started trying various performances.
Attempted ball sports, briefly tried basketball, less than an hour later, lost interest, with Chen Yiyi’s spiritual power and sensing power, every throw was a perfect shot.
Then it was swimming...
An hour later...
Well, still by the side of the pool, crying and shouting, absolutely refusing to get in the water!
Okay...
This fear of water problem, inherited from Lu Xixi?
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Actually, Chen Nuo began to feel he didn’t know how to educate the child.
Chen Yiyi was simply too smart, too prodigious.
To be blunt, the math questions little Chen Yiyi is solving now, with soone like Chen Yanluo’s terrible math proficiency, would probably be inferior to the child.
Finally, one day...
Little Candy returned ho.
She looked at Chen Nuo with an unfriendly face.
Because Little Candy learned a while ago that Chen Nuo’s current status is... Sun Keke joined in.
Little Candy of course felt wronged for her teacher.
Though her teacher seed quite happy but... Little Candy was just upset!
So she was too lazy to bother with Chen Nuo these days.
But unexpectedly ca ho today.
"I’ve heard everything from the teacher, I’ll take care of educating Chen Yiyi!"
Little Candy said to Chen Nuo in an old-fashioned manner.
"You?" Chen Nuo squinted at Little Candy.
"Yes, !" Little Candy puffed her chest: "Even though I’m young, frankly speaking, in this household, all your IQs rank below mine! Compared to you, I’m a true genius.
Only geniuses know the troubles of geniuses. Only geniuses know the confusion of geniuses.
Likewise, only geniuses understand how to guide geniuses!
You ordinary people’s wisdom, don’t understand!"
Though the words weren’t pleasant to hear, but...
Seems to have a point.
Thus Chen Nuo decided to let this girl try it out first.
If not, then spank her.
Hmm...
Wouldn’t be good to spank her in front of Lu Xixi.
Hmm, got it. Call Fox, let Fox spank her at school!
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Little Candy’s way of educating and guiding Chen Yiyi was quite unexpected to Chen Nuo.
"Go?",
Chen Nuo was first surprised but then his eyes lit up too!
Seems, there’s sothing interesting going on.
Chen Nuo also admitted, Little Candy is indeed a genius!
Moreover, considered a monster-level among geniuses.
At the age of nine, she was already running Self-Healing Serum black market trading. Most crucially, the technology for improving the Self-Healing Serum was developed by Little Candy herself when she was not quite nine.
To know, researching the synthesis and enhancent technology for this serum involves: advanced biology and chemical pharmacology!
And at that ti, Little White Fur was only nine!
If not a prodigy, what counts as a prodigy?
Additionally, Chen Nuo also felt...
Go is indeed a form of entertainnt well-suited for geniuses!
It’s entertaining, and it can also develop intelligence.
Then...
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Little Candy taught Chen Yiyi Go.
The first day taught rules.
The second day practiced so gas.
The third day, attempted playing against each other, Little Candy won ten consecutive tis, crushed and pressed Chen Yiyi on the ground, rubbed fiercely!
Chen Yiyi looked at Little Candy with admiration, even had worshipful little stars in her eyes, asked in a baby voice: "Candy sister, when can I beat you?"
Little Candy laughed heartily, pinched Chen Yiyi’s nose: "When you grow up, practice chess well, you’ll surely be able to beat in the future."
Hmm...
And then...
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On September 1st, students’ favorite sumrti has ended, to be precise the sumr holidays have ended.
This is the day when most schools in Huaxia Country start their new term.
Little Candy did not even care about this insignificant opening report thing, okay!
Yes, just made a call to Nivelle and settled it.
Now she has more important matters to attend to!!!
The Go board in front has already reached an endga.
Recently, for three days, Little Candy played three gas a day with Chen Yiyi!
By today’s position...
Nine to zero!!
Little Chen Yiyi won nine matches in nine battles.
Little Candy... she was great, very brave, held back and didn’t cry!!
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It’s the endga of the tenth match now.
Chen Yiyi has already been wandering in far off places, looking careless, quite obviously her mind had long left the chessboard.
Finally, after a painful long consideration, Little Candy tearfully conceded.
"You... don’t be too proud! Sister didn’t sleep well today, not in good spirits! I will go back, have a good sleep, hmm, tomorrow we’ll fight again!"
Chen Yiyi pursed her small mouth, timidly spoke: "But, but, Candy sister..."
"Hmm?"
"I feel, Go, is boring now."
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On the second day of school, Little Candy finally went to school, but was distracted the whole day.
Even didn’t react to Fox’s two provocations.
Fox couldn’t resist calling Chen Nuo to inquire a bit: "What did you do to that Little White Fur? Did you abuse her?"
Chen Nuo was a bit confused: "No way! Don’t talk nonsense! She is my wife’s disciple, in my family she is like my own family, who would abuse her!"
Fox was slightly puzzled: "But her condition today isn’t right, really isn’t right."
Chen Nuo was also a bit worried: "What do you an not right?"
"Hard to say exactly, like the whole person...
Shattered."
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In September, Chen Nuo’s weight had already dropped to about 150 kilograms.
He still looked like a mountain of flesh, but now there was a slight inclination towards being "burly" rather than rely fat.
Chen Nuo felt that the massive mountain suppressing his power was getting lighter and lighter. His control over his power had returned to the level of a Destroyer.
This month, Sun Keke left Jinling and, along with three girls who had finished special training, went to Tokyo to continue the next stage of their Goose Girl 4 journey.
Sun Keke’s departure ant that the shaless cohabitation of the three temporarily ended.
Chen Nuo occasionally dared to invite Ou Xiuhua and Hou Changwei over for dinner at his place.
Throughout September, Chen Nuo lived a very peaceful and comfortable life, the kind where you can set up a deck chair, lie in the courtyard, watch the lake, and soak up the sun, like a lazy salted fish life.
When he got tired of lying down, he would turn over and continue being a salted fish.
In fact, Chen Nuo was a bit puzzled by one thing: The Octopus Monster last ti ntioned wanting to make a deal with him to deal with The Fourth Seed together.
But after saying that, there was no news?
Chen Nuo even unashadly took the initiative to contact the Octopus Monster.
The Octopus Monster’s reply was reasonable: that guy is hiding, and do you think finding a Seed is easy? The Earth is so large, and if it’s intentionally hiding, it would take so ti to find him.
Alright then.
Chen Nuo thought the Octopus Monster’s explanation made sense.
Moreover, for a Seed, the so-called "so ti" might be completely different from ordinary people’s understanding.
After all, their life spans often extend over thousands of years.
Perhaps... Chen Nuo occasionally thought, maybe just living like this.
Hiding for hundreds of years until dying of old age, living a peaceful and happy life in this lifeti, and then dying with Lu Xixi and Sun Keke.
Isn’t that quite good?
Hmm, almost forgot, Lu Xixi can live for over two thousand years.
Chen Nuo realized that he should find a way to solve this issue.
Otherwise, if he lives to be over two hundred and passes away...
Lu Xixi could still live for another two thousand years?
Both are Controllers, so why does she have such a long life?
Chen Nuo believed it was mostly because Lu Xixi’s body, originally in those two to three hundred years with Yun Yin, practiced Qingyun Sect’s spells.
Chen Nuo also planned to learn Qingyun Sect’s spells.
He asked Sun Keke for a basic cultivation technique of Qingyun Sect to start practicing. The result of the practice confird one thing.
He had no talent or qualification for cultivation.
"It’s probably because I don’t have a Spirit Root? Or, is it a Five Elents Mixed Spirit Root?"
Chen Nuo thought it over, then simply gave up, thinking there are still hundreds of years to figure sothing out.
The cultivation technique was casually thrown by Chen Nuo into a drawer.
However, a few days later, sothing surprising happened to Chen Nuo.
Chen Yiyi sohow found this basic cultivation technique and was reading it with great interest.
When Chen Nuo saw her, his daughter had already been reading it for a few days. And he noticed that while reading, Chen Yiyi casually made a few spell hand gestures.
Then, the handmade paper figures she cut started to dance clumsily on the ground at Chen Yiyi’s finger direction, even able to hop and skip.
On the last day of September, Chen Yiyi had already evolved to the point where the paper figures she cut out could intelligently carry a broom and clean the entire house.
To lighten her father’s household chores burden, Chen Yiyi cut out three large paper figures.
One swept the floor, one did the laundry, and one cooked.
For now, the cooking paper figure was still a bit lacking — after all, cooking is a technical skill.
But the paper figures for sweeping and laundry could basically handle the household work.
And this spell ca at almost no cost — just a bit of paper.
When doing laundry, if soaked with water, the paper figure would lt away, and a new one would be made.
Chen Nuo looked at the basic cultivation technique of Qingyun Sect and found the spell called Puppet chanism Technique.
Chen Yiyi later simply cut seven or eight paper figures, slightly smaller than those for household chores, each around the height of an average three-year-old child.
Then, Chen Yiyi commanded these seven or eight paper figures to play gas and hide-and-seek with her at ho.
Chen Nuo realized his daughter was growing up a bit, starting to have so basic personality and self-awareness.
Moreover, she began to feel lonely and wanted companions to play with.
"Should we have another child?" Chen Nuo asked Lu Xixi one night.
Lu Xixi thought about it without opposing the idea, but... such things aren’t just about saying and imdiately doing.
Ever since Lu Xixi ca to Jinling, both had so many nights together.
Mostly without any protection, but nothing happened again.
This left Chen Nuo sowhat helpless.
Conceiving Chen Yi was their first ti being intimate, and it happened right away.
Despite countless encounters after, there was no further news.
Could it be possible that as their powers strengthened, and with the leap in Life Level, their bodies were becoming less like ordinary humans, thus their reproductive abilities changed too?
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Once brand new and bright, the motorho now looked dirty from the outside.
More than a month of weathering and the complex conditions on off-road paths left the motorho’s body covered in dust and mud.
The wheels had also been switched to off-road tires, and they, too, were caked in mud now.
At this mont, Corot had been following the Gray Cat, having left Cairo almost two months ago.
Initially, when leaving Cairo, the Gray Cat rely instructed Corot to "drive south."
No specific destination was ntioned, and Corot didn’t dare to ask.
After driving south for a full three days, the Gray Cat finally told Corot, "Try going west."
Wait a minute!
Try, try?
Corot began to suspect: could it be that the Gray Cat also didn’t know where the destination was?
It too is searching?
So they went south, then west, sotis west then south again.
Often driving for a day or two, and upon finding a village or town where humans lived, they’d stop to rest, replenish supplies, and refuel the car.
In this way, one person and one cat began a kind of random, aimless journey across the vast African continent.
The Gray Cat occasionally slept on the car roof, sleeping with the wind, seemingly sensing sothing.
The next day, it would give Corot a new direction.
On a few occasions, it even ordered Corot to drive north... once, they almost drove back to Egypt’s border.
Then the Gray Cat seed to ponder for a while with its eyes closed before ordering Corot to drive south again.
Corot finally confird: the Gray Cat was searching for sothing too.
In these nearly two months, during their ti in Central Africa, they experienced the great animal migration wave.
Watching tens of thousands of wildebeest herds, running and migrating like waves on land.
The two parked on a hillside, quietly watching the scene for an entire afternoon.
After watching, the Gray Cat sighed.
Corot, sitting beside the Gray Cat, whispered, "Master, is there sothing the matter?"
"Life will always find its own direction." The Gray Cat said those words, seemingly with great emotion.
Then it ordered to rest here for a night and try heading east.
Once, their motorho’s fuel tank ran low, but there was no village or town nearby.
However, the Gray Cat quickly found a place for supplies.
It located a small local country’s anti-governnt forces opposing the governnt and directly raided this anti-governnt group’s warehouse, seizing gasoline.
The Gray Cat grew increasingly silent.
Daily, it just laid there, seemingly half-asleep.
During the day, Corot drove, and the Gray Cat lay in the passenger seat.
At night, Corot, turning into a pig, slept in the motorho while the Gray Cat lay atop the vehicle.
Finally, on the night of the last day of September.
The Gray Cat lay on the roof, staring at the moon above, and closed its eyes, finely sensing sothing...
As dawn approached, the Gray Cat leaped back into the vehicle, jumped onto the table, and unfolded a map.
Upon waking, Corot reverted from his pig form to human.
The Gray Cat was already sitting on the table, looking at Corot.
"I’ve found it, the location is marked on the map, today we’ll set off using the closest route," it said.
Hearing this, Corot picked up the map from the table, seeing a place marked in red by the Gray Cat.
The marked area on the map was large, covering roughly over ten thousand square kiloters, located in Central-West Africa, near the West Coast.
Corot nodded, hesitated slightly, and finally ventured to ask, "Master, what exactly are you searching for?"
The Gray Cat remained silent.
Just when Corot thought his question wouldn’t be answered, the Gray Cat unexpectedly replied.
"Searching for a place called ’ho’."
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