Father and Son

"Seriously..." Kang Jinzhu asked quietly, "Do you have some kind of system?"

After much deliberation, Papa Kang finally voiced a conjecture.

Kang De, with one hand on the steering wheel and leaning lazily against the seat back, chuckled upon hearing this.

"You read a lot of online articles, huh? -- Is life in Africa really that monotonous, tasteless, and boring?"

"Of course... but that's not the point."

Kang De's father rolled his eyes at him, then sighed, "You can shoot an RPG with a pistol, fire a sniper rifle with one hand without swaying, and jump around several speeding cars, drifting and opening windows to dodge rockets—how do you explain your performance just now, which sounded like you were playing Call of Duty 16? These mercenaries conquered a country in a few days, but you beat them to a pulp. Even if you sent all of them, they couldn't do anything to you. Are you some kind of superhuman strength?"

Kang De grinned and said, "Just pretend I have a system."

"So that means there isn't?" Kang Jinzhu looked at his son. "Don't you have anything to say to me?"

Oh, yes.

Kang De turned his head and said seriously, "Dad, I was so worried about you, I missed you so much, I'm so glad you're alright."

The father and son locked eyes.

Then they both shivered.

Even the Humvee shook.

Then they both turned back to look ahead, and after a moment of silence, Kang Jinzhu said, "... So, do you still want to see what I wrote in my suicide note?"

Kang De said with a subtle expression, "Let's forget it. I don't have my mother's thick skin."

"Wise."

Kang Jinzhu turned his head and said, "But don't change the subject; you seem to have something on your mind."

"Hmph, as expected of my dad, did you figure it out?"

Kang De lowered his head slightly, covering half of his face with his right hand, and sighed sadly, "I'm a superhuman, Dad. I'm different from ordinary people. Ever since I discovered this, I've been confused. Why am I different? Why was I the only one chosen? What should I do? Does having abilities that ordinary people don't have mean that I have responsibilities or even obligations that are different from ordinary people? I..."

His words revealed a sense of bewilderment and helplessness.

This is actually quite normal.

After gaining superpowers, the initial feeling is excitement and ecstasy. But after the initial excitement fades, confusion and doubt arise. People wonder why it's them, what it means, whether there's some conspiracy, and what will happen in the future... Feeling lost is perfectly normal.

Kang Jinzhu felt a slight tremor in his heart.

No matter what, he's his son.

They should be in the prime of their lives, with a bright future ahead of them.

Can...

He tentatively reached out, wanting to pat his son on the shoulder.

The next moment, he saw the rebellious son lower his hand, look at him, and say seriously, "Father, you should give me some advice. As a superpowered male protagonist who lives a carefree life and dominates the city, how big should my harem be?"

"..."

Kang De's expression was sincere. "Don't misunderstand, I'm not some philandering scumbag. Building a harem isn't for my personal desires, but for the future of humanity. After all, as a superhuman, I might be the direction of human evolution, and I have to pass on my precious seed..."

Kang Jinzhu remained silent for a moment, then said expressionlessly, "I don't think you'll be able to marry any of them."

Kang De flew into a rage. "Is it really a good idea to curse the Kang Family to have no descendants?"

Papa Kang whistled. "The responsibility of carrying on the family line might be too heavy for you, so don't worry about it. Your mother and I can have a second child."

Kang De glanced at him sideways and asked, "Is your manhood still usable?"

This concerns a man's pride, and it's something that can't be discussed even between father and son. Kang Jinzhu retorted, "Little brat, your dad is pretty tough, and I'll still be super tough in twenty years! Much tougher than you, little brat!"

Kang De perked up at the mention of this, straightened his genitals, and said arrogantly, "I can smash through a marble slab with a Dior right now, can you do that?"

"..."

"..."

"Let's end this topic."

"Okay."

Kang Jinzhu patted his head, still feeling very confused. Everything was a mess, so much so that he didn't know what to talk to his son about.

No, he knew, but he didn't know how to bring it up.

Sigh, let's wait for his mom to come along.

He looked at the road ahead. "Where are we going now?"

"A safe place... a place the country can protect."

Papa Kang asked, "Embassy?"

"No... oh, speaking of the embassy..." Kang De mentioned, "Your colleagues, seven in total, right? I rescued them and took them all to the embassy; they're safe now..."

Kang Jinzhu paused for a moment, then looked relieved. "... Oh, thank you."

Kang De shook his neck and casually remarked, "Why are you being so polite?"

"That must have been very difficult," Kang Jinzhu said silently, "Along the way."

"Hmm." Kang De gazed at the sand whipped up by the wind ahead. "It's a very, very long story."

With all domestic flights suspended and Uncle Wang unable to dissuade him, he sought Xie Liqian's help. They first flew to Serbia, then took an arms dealer's courier plane to neighboring Seligal, and then sped all the way to Comora to search for clues, arrest people, kill people, and rescue people. Every few days, they also had to return to the other world to clean up the mess...

Recalling the experiences of the past few days, he slowly exhaled.

Things can be a little easier now.

--But it's not over yet.

There is still a lot to do.

Both sides.

Thinking of this, Kang De's cheerful mood, which had been bright and joyful because of rescuing his father and reuniting with his family, turned somewhat melancholy. His gaze turned cold, as if he could smell blood and death again.

Kang Jinzhu shifted his body, suddenly feeling a strange chill. The feeling vanished in an instant. He blinked, dismissing it, and said, "Now that my colleagues and I are safe, we can find a place to hide near Moyani, come back after dark, and then go to the embassy to wait for the government to send someone to pick us up. How about that? It'll save us from going too far."

When in trouble, seeking help from the government is always better than the father and son hiding in fear and hiding.

Kang De shook his head and said, "The fighting in Comora is still ongoing, and we just had a big commotion on their territory. They might do something desperate... The embassy is safe, but not absolutely safe."

He took out his phone, opened Google Maps, marked the route, and showed it to his father. "I'm going to take you to Djibouti, to our country's support base there... that's the safest place in all of Africa."

"How far do we have to go? It's almost halfway across Africa."

Kang Jinzhu was taken aback, but then he understood the implication in Kang De's words. He turned around and said, "Wait... after dropping me off, what are you going to do next?"

Kang De said calmly, "It's just a small matter that needs to be settled."

Papa Kang asked seriously, "What are the specifics?"

"... Don't ask anymore, teenagers always do strange things behind their parents' backs."

"Stop trying to talk your way out of this!" Kang Jinzhu's voice rose. "Tell me now! Or I'll tell your mother!"

"..."

They truly are father and son.

Even after realizing that his son had become Superman in some sense and could no longer be beaten, Kang Jinzhu still quickly and keenly figured out a way to make this rebellious son submit.

Kang De sighed and said, "The man who captured you, the leader of that mercenary group, Little Bob Buruo., he knows who you are. You helped them excavate the king's tomb. He knows you know their secrets. The danger remains, for you, for my mother, for my family..."

He paused for a moment, then his voice turned cold. "So, I'm going to find him, and I'm going to kill him."

Kang Jinzhu's expression changed.

It wasn't just that his son was about to be in danger again, but the calmness with which Kang De spoke, his steely tone, and his unwavering gaze, as if he were talking about something trivial.

He said decisively, "No! That's too dangerous!"

Kang De said calmly, "It is indeed dangerous for you, but not for me."

"The same goes for you!" Kang Jinzhu shouted excitedly, "Do you think this is just about these France mercenaries? No! This matter is much more complicated than you think! Do you think your enemies are just some mercenaries with light weapons and driving old-fashioned armed vehicles of International?"

Kang De calmly replied, "No, I think there's also the Fr*nce government."

Kang Jinzhu was speechless.

He deduced that the France government was behind the war, and he was surprised that his son knew about it too. Papa Kang composed himself, his tone softening but remaining serious. "That's one of the five permanent members of the UN Security Council! No matter how powerful you are, can you outmaneuver missiles, bombers, and nuclear weapons? Listen to me, only the five permanent members can fight against the five permanent members. We just need to report this to the government, and our country will help us get revenge!"

"That Little Bob Buruo won't escape either! He botched things, and the evidence is irrefutable. Both publicly and privately, the Fr*nce government will definitely push him out to take the blame!"

Kang De simply shook his head upon hearing this.

But he won't be sentenced to death.

He said, "Besides, you are my father. My dad was kidnapped, bullied, and almost killed. Of course, it's his son who should avenge him. I'm not used to letting others do it for me."

Kang Jinzhu retorted angrily, "I'm not used to watching my son kill people! You've killed enough already!"

Kang De's expression remained calm.

"It is precisely because so many people are dying that there is a need to kill Little Bob."

His tone was calm and firm. "I've killed many soldiers from Gambia, mercenary soldiers, along the way. These people were paid to kill, and their deaths were their fate, not my fault. But while these people are dead, the culprit who drove them to kidnap my father and caused all this is still alive. I feel that's a bit unfair."

Kang De's father fell silent for a moment.

He finally realized what the problem was.

The joy of father and son reuniting and escaping from a desperate situation had not yet dissipated when the father finally realized where the sense of unease and alienation he had felt from the beginning came from.

The son's murderous intent was firm, logically consistent, and resolute. This was evident from their previous conversations. He had, without his father's knowledge, reshaped his perspective on issues and his way of dealing with people. His world had become as cold, efficient, and realistic as steel.

Kang Jinzhu took a deep breath. "We need to have a serious talk."

Kang De casually replied, "Let me finish what I need to do first."

The father said firmly, "No! We need to talk now!"

Kang De raised an eyebrow, a hint of irritation rising within him, but just then, his phone vibrated slightly.

He took it out and saw a WeChat.

Wang Xiaoman.

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PS1: First update! Three thousand words! Hmph! You think I'm joking when I say three updates?