Chapter 245 - 243: Dad, Filial Piety Is the First Lesson I’m Teaching You

Chapter 245: Chapter 243: Dad, Filial Piety Is the First Lesson I’m Teaching You

He was a little stunned, not expecting the Gimmick King to speak up first.

Guessing the man was dying to show off, he paused for a moment before saying, "Give me a status report."

"Heh heh, you guessed right," the Gimmick King said with a triumphant smirk.

"I can now stably alter Xiang Yinchen’s physical body to look like a novel protagonist, and the Light of the Mind can genuinely simulate their personality and abilities."

"But when I tried to directly implant Shi Hao’s memories, the personality was a perfect match. However, due to the limitations of his physical body, the Realm he manifested was only at the level of a Second Turn."

"So, for maximum effect, the protagonist memories we implant from now on will be chosen to match Xiang Yinchen’s current power level."

"Once we get to the Otherworld, that’s when the real fun begins. The Otherworld is a massive repository of Martial Artists for us to use."

The Gimmick King said, brimming with excitement, "We won’t even have to worry about manpower. We can capture any Martial Artist from the Heaven-Ascending Road and completely mentally recondition them into our underlings."

"Our first stop in the Otherworld is Great Chu, right? We’ll just convert seventy or eighty people first. By the time we rendezvous, we won’t have any manpower issues."

"I can’t say for sure about a Fourth Turn, but I can convert anyone at or below the Third Turn in half an hour."

’He actually managed to pull something off,’ Fang Can mused. He hadn’t expected to see results so quickly.

After gathering his thoughts, Fang Can said directly:

"I’ve also picked out a few superpower loadouts for you to use in combat. Follow my playbook for the upcoming team fights. With the element of surprise, you should be able to take down at least two Fourth Turns."

As Fang Can spoke, the Gimmick King nodded repeatedly. "Nice, nice. Hajican, for you to think of all this, your family’s going to have to invite Yao Ming over."

Not in the mood to trade jokes with him, Fang Can had just hung up when his phone immediately rang again.

Seeing the caller ID on his phone, Fang Can’s brow furrowed instinctively.

Fang Tao

’What’s Dad calling for?’ After a slight hesitation, Fang Can answered the call.

As the call connected, a slightly trembling voice came from the other end. "Son, we haven’t seen each other in a long time. How have you been?"

After asking, Fang Tao felt a surge of anxiety on his end, trying to guess what Fang Can was thinking.

Around him stood his wife, his older sister, his younger sister, his nephew, his niece...

Nearly everyone related to Fang Can was gathered here, all of them dressed in fine clothes, their faces glowing with vitality.

Ever since Fang Can’s identity as a person with superpowers was revealed, these relatives had seen their fortunes soar, gaining access to limitless resources.

They were the relatives of a person with superpowers, after all!

Even the biological parents still carried half of their superhuman son’s blood within them.

If an ordinary person were to harm them, it would be considered an affront to the honor of a person with superpowers.

So, even without Fang Can lifting a finger, wealth and status seemed to grow legs and run right to them.

People who were once high and mighty instantly became deferential. The relatives of other super-powered individuals began inviting them to parties, helping them integrate into their exclusive circles.

Even if they had been clueless before, now that they were mingling with the "royal relatives" of other super-powered people, they had to learn some high-society etiquette.

For example, every time these "royal relatives" held a gathering, they had to give thanks to the super-powered ones.

Fathers and mothers had to thank their super-powered children for deigning to be born to them.

And sons and daughters had to pray in thanks, wondering what great karma they had accumulated in a past life to be given the chance to be the children of a great person with superpowers.

And if you didn’t pray?

Well, if word got out to the other super-powered individuals, they would think that you, the parents and children of one of their own, were being terribly ungrateful.

Fang Can didn’t care about such things, but they had to. Otherwise, if this person refused to kneel and that person refused to kneel, and everyone really started buying into that "all men are equal" nonsense, it would cause social chaos, and the New Country would become difficult to govern.

Over the past few months, Fang Tao and Yang Huaqin had grown accustomed to thanking Fang Can for his immense grace before every meal.

So, with reminders from the extended families of other super-powered individuals, Fang Can’s relatives were all too aware of what it meant to be associated with someone like him in the New Country.

But they were also filled with apprehension toward Fang Can, the very source of their newfound wealth.

After all, for the past several months, Fang Can had completely ignored them.

As for the reason why... they had vaguely heard Fang Tao mention it once.

After they won the lottery, their lack of discretion led directly to Fang Can, who was in the hospital at the time, being kidnapped. The kidnappers demanded the full ransom and warned them not to involve the police.

And then... that very day, Fang Can watched as the police surrounded his location, layer upon layer, which directly led to the kidnappers deciding to kill their hostage.

Although Fang Can was ultimately rescued, shaken but unharmed, Fang Tao had felt a barrier between him and his son ever since. The boy’s once cheerful personality had become much more reserved.

Perhaps because the kidnapping had created such an awkward family dynamic, Fang Tao and his wife adopted an "out of sight, out of mind" mentality, planning to travel to other cities for a few years.

They left the first floor of the villa they had bought in Z City to Fang Can, rented out the upper floors, and decided to take the rest of the money to travel for a few years.

Later, after Fang Can turned fifteen, the couple no longer had any financial worries.

A steady stream of donations from society poured in to support the family.

Of course, this money wasn’t for Fang Tao and Fang Xiang; it was sent directly to Fang Can.

At fifteen, Fang Can’s looks had truly blossomed, and plenty of wealthy patrons were eager to place their bets on him early.

After all, with looks like his, he was practically destined to become some powerful person’s prized possession. Getting on his good side now was a guaranteed win.

So, thanks to Fang Can, Fang Tao and the others never had to worry about money again.

Their planned few years of travel stretched longer and longer, until it seemed like they might never come back at all.

After learning the full story, Fang Can’s relatives didn’t dare breathe a word of it to anyone else.

If other super-powered individuals found out how Fang Can had been treated, having their entire extended family executed would be getting off fucking easy.

On the other end of the line, Fang Can replied to Fang Tao’s question nonchalantly, "Same as always. Now that I have superpowers, at least I don’t have to go to school anymore."

"Oh, is that so? That’s good, that’s good... What are you up to these days? It’s been so long since we’ve seen each other, you and I. All your relatives miss you, too. When can you come for a visit?"

Sensing the coldness on the other end, Fang Tao continued to ramble, his words tinged with awkwardness.

"Alright, just say what you want to say. No need to beat around the bush."

Fang Can cut him off. "Dad, filial piety is the first lesson I’m teaching you."

"Even though you were cold to me in the past, I will still fulfill my duty as a son. Just say what you need to say."