Rebirth of the Godly Prodigal

Panda Novel

Hong Weiguo was the most reliable genius in the current generation of the Hong Family!

If he was made the ruler, it might actually work.

“So, that’s why you did that?” The mysterious man frowned and thought for a while, then slapped his thigh hard. “Well, if this is the case, it’s better to believe it than not. If it really doesn’t work, I’ll give up my position to him! After all, the most important thing is to win this battle. If we lost and lose New Earth, there’s no point keeping my position.”

Actually, the mysterious man thought that the Bureau Chief would agree. Unexpectedly, the Bureau Chief rejected!

“No, Big Boss.” The Bureau Chief shook his head. “That’s what I thought initially. But I changed my mind.”

“Oh? What do you mean?” The mysterious man was curious.

“Big Boss,” The Bureau Chief analyzed point by point. “Since I arrived here yesterday, I’ve been asking myself the same question. Think about it, even if Hong Weiguo took over your position, what can he do? I’m not saying this to make you happy. The important thing is, as a businessman, he is definitely fully capable. But as the ruler of a country, there’s no way he can be better than you. That should be right.”

The Bureau Chief spoke the truth. Hong Weiguo was a businessman, a successful businessman. In fact, a very successful businessman.

Often, across the entire Heavenly State, up till this point, there was no one better than him.

Of course, Hong Dali was not counted. After all, this kid’s luck was exceptionally good.

There comes the problem.

What could he do after he took over the mysterious man’s position? Could he do better than the mysterious man? Not necessarily.

Why then was this message passed on in Wu Di’s Family? It even specified it had to be someone from the Hong Family to take this position. From the words that were passed down, it seemed that as long as someone from the Hong Family took this position, they would definitely win the battle?

“That’s true. I didn’t notice it at the beginning. Now that you’ve said so, I realized.” The mysterious man frowned and thought carefully for a while. Then, he suddenly said, “Oh right, I forgot to ask one important thing. When did these words first begin being passed on? This is very important. Do you know?”

“When did it begin?” The Bureau Chief thought carefully, then said assertively, “The only person who dared to say something like that in our Wu Family, can only be one of the founding fathers, the most famous person in our Wu Family!”

Speaking up to this point, both of them looked at each other and said in unison, “Wu Shuangwen!”

Wu Shuangwen was one of the founding fathers of the Heavenly State!

Where Hong Dali was originally from, China, the chronological order of the dynasties was Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming, and Qing. But it was different here. The Qing dynasty did not come after the Ming dynasty, Hua dynasty did. After more than 250 years of history, after the Hua Dynasty fell, Hong Jun from the Hong Family, and Wu Shuangwen from the Wu Family, established the modern Hong-Wu Heavenly Vertical Alliance State, or Heavenly State in short.

Hence, Wu Di was the descendant of the said Wu Family, and the Hong Family were descendants of Hong Jun!

Now, such words were actually passed down from Wu Shuangwen. It was without a doubt that this descendant of the Hong Family must be referring to Hong Jun’s descendant. But why did Hong Jun’s descendant have to be the ruler in order for them to win the battle?

“Speaking of which,” The mysterious man frowned and said, “this secret must lie with our founding leader, Hong Jun!”

Hong Jun was a man full of legends. Through these words, even more unexpected secrets would be revealed! What exactly was this secret?

“Big Boss,” The Bureau Chief touched his chin and thought for a long while. Then, he suddenly said, “Do you remember, Wang Daoming’s master, who was also the one we found under Tianjing Mountain, the Galaxy Aristocrat from the Milky Way?”

Tianjing Mountain, Galaxy Aristocrat, Mo Tianji!

“You mean Mo Tianji?” The mysterious man thought carefully for a while and said, “It’s highly possible! When Mo Tianji landed on the Earth, there is a great possibility that he left descendants here. Although I heard that it is extremely difficult to have kids when Galaxy Aristocrats marry foreigners. They said it’s extremely difficult, but not absolute. And, do you remember the Five Element Wheel we found?”

“Yes!” The Bureau Chief nodded assertively. “The Hong Family must be somehow related to Mo Tianji. We didn’t think too much then and thought it wasn’t possible. But now it seems that if Hong Jun was really Mo Tianji’s descendant…”

This matter they discussed was highly possible.

At that time, the Clear Water Ring that Hong Dali had given Tang Muxin, the Hellfire Necklace, Dark Gold Ear Ring, the ring, as well as the ancient wood bracelet on the seabed, all magically ended up in Hong Dali’s hands.

Could it be that everything that had happened was heaven’s will?

“However, this crisis came from the High Nobles, who are on a higher level than the Galaxy Aristocrats.” The Bureau Chief frowned and said hesitantly, “Even if the Hong Family is really the descendants of the Galaxy Aristocrats, it has been over a thousand years. The blood relation has run thin. Would the Galaxy Aristocrats acknowledge it?”

“It’s not important whether they acknowledge it or not.” The mysterious man smacked his thigh. “No matter what, if we can get a little more help, it’s better than nothing. After all, we are not depending fully on Galaxy Aristocrats. We still have the Zergs and the Golden Emperor Beetle! With more bargaining chips on hand, perhaps we might get the opportunity to negotiate terms with them in the future!”

“Yes, that’s it! I’ll go right away!” The Bureau Chief promptly stood up. “I’ll go get Hong Dali’s blood to do a DNA test. See if he is really related to the Galaxy Aristocrats!”

“I’ll go with you!” The mysterious man quickly stood up as well. “This is an urgent matter, we cannot be too careful!”

…

The mysterious man and the Bureau Chief were burning with impatience on this end. On the other hand, Hong Dali had already fallen asleep—He could use the sky as his blanket even if the sky collapsed, that was how Hong Dali had been all along.

“Dali, mass production is completed.” Ji Zining knocked on the Hong Dali’s room door. “You have fused with the Golden Emperor Beetle. It’s up to you what kind of Zerg you want to produce.”

“Aye? The mass production is completed?” Hong Dali said from inside the room. “Wait for a while. Let me get dressed, then we can see how to reform the ordinary Zergs. To be honest, they’re a little too weak.”

“Of course.” Ji Zining nodded. “That’s your purpose. Exercise your imagination, young lad!”

Soon, Hong Dali got dressed and walked out.

At this moment, Ji Zining was already sitting on the sofa with her legs propped up. She was even humming.

She was obviously in a good mood. After all, there are sixty more King Zergs. In addition to the Golden Emperor Beetle, their strength was formidable! If they could challenge the High Nobles, or even trash them, it would be all worth even if they died.

Those were High Nobles. When she was a Galaxy Aristocrat, she would occasionally hear about them and envied them a lot!

“Sister Zining, I’m here.” Hong Dali pushed the door open. This rascal was still wearing loose pajamas and had a pen and book in his hands. “Let’s start to plan how we should reform these ordinary Zergs, hehe…”

Actually, the evolution of ordinary Zergs was rather simple.

Hong Dali only needed to draw a rough idea for Ji Zining to use the Holographic Projection to simulate the evolution of the Zergs.

Such a thing was quite simple, but it depended on who did it. At least when Ji Zining saw Hong Dali’s drawings, she was completely desperate—she could not even tell what it was!

It wasn’t an overstatement. Even a kindergartener could draw better.

“You idiot!” Ji Zining stopped herself from strangling this idiot. “Can your drawing be any worse? Can it?”

Then, Hong Dali nodded shamelessly. “Yes!”

Ji Zining immediately broke down.

If this continued, the Zergs might evolve to look oddly-shaped. Ji Zining was really speechless—facing this absolute idiot who knew nothing except squandering, she felt like she should give up completely.

“Dali, what’s the matter?” Thankfully, while Ji Zining was getting desperate, Tang Muxin appeared, wearing a beautiful pink nightgown. She stumbled out of Hong Dali’s room. When she saw Ji Zining, her face turned red. “Sister Zining.”

“You’re out?” Ji Zining chuckled and waved at Tang Muxin. “Little lass, come over here.”

“En.” Tang Muxin walked over. As soon as she approached Ji Zining, Ji Zining’s lifted Tang Muxin’s nightgown at lightning speed and stole a glance. “En, still wearing it. Good, good.”

Tang Muxin: “…” Her face was as red as a monkey’s bum…

“Cough, cough, cough.” Hong Dali coughed and quickly changed the topic. “That, Sister Zining, how about I ask my Xinxin to help me draw?” He did not have much talent in drawing, but Tang Muxin was a talented little girl. She was proficient in all aspects, music, wit, intelligence, and art. Just music instruments alone, she could play a few. Drawing was a piece of cake for her.

But, Hong Dali’s plan did not go well…

“If others’ drawing could do, why would I need you?” Ji Zining said, in a bad mood. “You have to do it yourself!”

“But my drawing doesn’t look good,” Hong Dali complained. “How about that?”

“What can I do?” Ji Zining felt like strangling him once again. “Try harder! Otherwise, I’ll kill you!”

“Dali,” Tang Muxin suddenly had a good idea. “How about I make a snowman, can you can mold it with your hands? I think it might be easier to mold than to draw. It’s more straightforward as well.”