Rubik’s Cube of Heavens

Chapter 2: Father And Son

Chapter 2: Father And Son

After washing up, the young man walked out of the bathroom, walked through the corridor, and stepped onto the stairs. Finally, he arrived at the semi-open garden on the top floor of the villa.

Sitting down in the hanging chair, the young man let out a long sigh of relief. Only now did the chatter from Rex Nagia in his mind completely disappear.

He raised his hand and brought the virtual screen floating beside him over...

While browsing through the news, he poked the silly little body of the virtual butler from time to time.

"Young Master looks a little tired?" The AI butler asked as he used his chibi version of the panda body to interact with his master.

"Ah... I guess so." The youth responded with a slight twitch of his lips.

"Young Master, I suggest that you lower the realism degree of the game."

"What kind of training effect would that have?" The young man responded indifferently. At the same time, he stopped interacting with the panda butler and shrunk his body into the hanging chair. "Players like those who are afraid of death and pain and have not even experienced a coma in the game can not train much at all."

"But Young Master, your three skills have already reached the master level. In the game, it is basically impossible to continue to improve."

"I can still continue to train my combat awareness in the game." A longing smile appeared on the young man's face as he said, "Tomorrow is my 18th birthday. After that, I can apply for a pass to go to the universe and capture my mother, who has been away from home for many years..."

"According to the law, after the universe pass is issued, Young Master, you still need to undergo a year of adaptive training in the space station, moon, and solar system." The AI butler replied, "Only those with top training results can obtain the universe adventure qualification certificate."

"That's why I have been using the highest degree of realism in the game." The teenager raised his hands behind his head and smiled. "In reality, I have practiced the 'three fighting skills' to the master level. My combat awareness and experience have been developed to the greatest extent in the game. Therefore, I will definitely get the limited qualification certificate this year!"

"But Young Master, you have been often unconscious in the game these days."

"That's because you don't know the specific situation!" The teenager lowered his arms and retorted, "That is the hell-level difficulty. In a situation where there is a huge disparity in military strength, I always fight until the end before fainting."

To increase the strength of his words, the young man slightly tilted his neck and said with his eyes wide open, "It is coma! Not death! Every time I am completely wiped out, I can take care of all the factors on the battlefield. Even in any desperate situation, I can safely pass out and not die!"

"Young Master, you must not be proud. No matter how real the game is, it can not be realistic..."

"Alright, alright. You don't have to say this. Everyone has been emphasizing this since I was sensible." The young man stopped the topic and waved his hand. "Give me a cup of soda."

"Alright, please wait a moment, Young Master."

In less than two minutes, a domestic robot brought over a cup of soda and placed it on the round table in front of the youth.

After drinking more than half a cup in one gulp, the young man lay back on the hanging chair, lazily basking in the evening sunlight as he stared at the sky.

There, the Global Space Station was like a silver line, as if it were splitting the entire sky apart...

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At some point, the young man was awakened by the sound of the car. The confusion in his eyes faded away, and he realized that it was already night.

He got up and walked to the railing of the garden. He looked down and saw an Audi SUV that could be considered an antique from the last era slowly falling into the garage.

The young man's eyes lit up. He supported himself with his left arm on the railing and jumped down from the top of the three-story villa.

Bang!

The young man was completely fine as he landed and bent his knees to cushion the fall. He stepped toward the garage, leaving only two footprints on the lawn where he landed.

Before the young man could approach the garage door, a head popped out of the parked SUV's window. He shouted at the young man, "Little bastard! You stepped on my lawn again!"

"Anyway, there are housekeeping robots to clean it up." The young man did not care. He smiled and walked quickly into the garage. Then he looked into the car and asked at the same time, "Dad, what did you find today? What delicious food did you cook tonight?"

"Eat, eat, eat! All you know is how to eat!"

Amidst the laughter, a handsome uncle with a model figure got out of the car, closed the door, and continued to scold, "Do you know how hard it is for my wife and me to earn money to raise a little bastard like you?"

"Who asked your two elders only to have a single seeding like me? Hehe." While he was teasing, the young man had already opened the car door and carried out a metal box. He impatiently placed the box on the ground to unlock it while asking, "Dad, what ingredients are they today? Which planet are they from?"

"Don't open the box first." The young man's father stopped him. "There is the smell of gasoline. Don't pollute the precious ingredients."

The young man paused when he heard this. Then he suddenly stopped opening the box and picked up the metal box again. He walked out of the garage and said, "Dad, you are right. I almost overlooked this point. But I say, Dad, who is still driving this kind of gasoline-powered car like you? Why don't you modify the car to energy core and keep its appearance?"

"What do you know? This is called sentiments." The young man's father stepped forward and changed the topic as he walked. He said in a complaining tone, "Today, I got beast meat from Star No. 6. In order to keep it fresh, I need to hire a Space-Time Esper to escort it all the way..."

"Yes, yes, yes..." The young man interrupted with a normal expression, " you and mother have worked hard for me for the past eighteen years. In order to improve my overall physical fitness, you and your wife have spent all their coffins on me..."

When the young man's father heard this, his complaining expression turned to gratification.

"Eight out of ten times, I have never escaped from this topic." The young man muttered.

"What are you talking about?"

"Nothing, I mean I will be an adult tomorrow. I can go to the universe to explore and earn money to serve you two." The young man immediately turned back and responded with a smile, but his eyes paused for a moment. Then he asked curiously, "Dad, what is that box in your hand?"

"This is not an ingredient." The father raised his hand and showed the small box in his hand. He continued, "This is a relic left behind by a gifted person."

"A relic? What relic?" The young man asked in confusion.

"Well, it's a long story to introduce..."

The young man immediately opened his mouth and blocked his father's intention of perfunctory. "Then tell me... I am very curious."

"Well... Let's talk inside." His father had a helpless expression and could only nod in agreement.

Although he agreed, he still did not introduce them immediately after entering the house.

Cooking, cooking, and eating

Unknowingly, more than an hour had passed...