You Unfilial Son

There were some people that Wuma Xiu had met several times before.

But ironically, every time the other person saw him, it was, in a sense, their first Encounter.

This is probably the consequence of having too many aliases.

"What kind of deal? Tell me first. Tell me, and I'll consider it. After all, if it's beyond my capabilities, there's nothing I can do."

He is no longer the all-powerful God of Wealth of wealth he once was. If they are unwilling, he will not grant any of their wishes.

A lesson learned once is enough.

[Yes. One lesson is enough. I still prefer other living beings.]

The voice echoed in his mind, Wuma Xiu was slightly startled.

This feeling is magical.

There really was a voice speaking in his head.

He can talk to the other person directly.

This kind of conversation is different from chatting with the system.

To chat with the system, he first needs to open a private channel.

You can talk to God of Luck; she only needs to think about it in her mind, and she will know.

So this is what it feels like.

Back when we played the game, the God of Wealth and the God of Luck weren't separated yet.

In other words, at that time, he was still the God of Fortune.

"It's not that complicated. We'd like you to speak with a Demigod. This Demigod is under the command of the Demigod of God of Fire, and he is Demigod from the Lin Family Fireglow Star. Some time ago, he had a conflict with another Demigod, and now many Starfolk on Fireglow Star are suffering as a result."

"We have also tried to negotiate with this Demigod, but to no avail. In addition, the God of Fire is a very protective Gods, so we cannot interfere by force."

"As for the other Demigod, before we could even go and negotiate, we were warned by the Gods behind him. He demanded that we not interfere. So we decided to seek out other Demigods to negotiate and resolve this matter."

Bai Zhuyu paused for a few seconds, and seeing that the other party's expression remained normal, continued:

"If you can resolve this matter, we will offer you a generous reward. Or, if you have any other needs, please let us know and we will do our best to meet them."

Wuma Xiu closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he nodded.

"Can."

He can fulfill that wish.

"No need for payment. If you really want to give something, then demolish a few Fortune God Temples and God of Wealth Shrines dedicated to the God of Wealth."

During the years before the Gods awoke, the incense offerings at the temples of other Gods ceased, but his incense offerings never stopped for a single day.

At this moment, his mind was filled with too many, too many wishes, so many that he felt like vomiting.

These prayers made him feel very uncomfortable.

Bai Zhuyu was quite surprised when she heard this request.

Logically, shouldn't the Gods hope for more and more worshippers?

But he didn't ask about it.

The Federation can't even manage its own affairs, let alone the affairs of the Gods? Besides, is it foolish to meddle in the conflicts between Gods?

"If this is the request of the God of Wealth, we will do as he asks. We wish you a safe journey. Also, I would like to personally invite you to a meal, is that alright?"

"Can."

A meal in a private capacity is nothing special.

"Bai Qiuyu, come here."

Bai Zhuyu turned her head and looked at her son, who was still holding the painting and gazing at it with a look of disappointment.

It's clearly his child, so why did he choose the God of God of Wealth?

His family isn't short of money.

Logically speaking, this child should be like him, believing in the Asura God.

Upon hearing this, Bai Qiuyu immediately ran over, her face full of obedience.

"Father, don't rush me. I think if you had a painting of the Asura God in your hand right now, you'd be even more infatuated than I am."

He spoke politely, but his words were anything but polite. Yet, one has to admit, he was right.

These two are quite interesting.

[Um.]

Wuma Xiu entered Dissociative Identity state and actually started talking to himself. The God of Wealth and the God of Luck are equivalent to two Divine Core of the God of Fortune. However, unlike the dual personalities of mortals, they can truly manifest as two independent entities.

Bai Zhuyu didn't want to admit that this thing was his son, but some things are just beyond our control.

He snorted coldly:

"Next, we're going to have a meal with your classmate to thank him for taking care of you during this time. Show some sincerity and stop looking at that painting, understand?"

Bai Qiuyu reluctantly put the painting away, but her words were still sharp:

"I understand. Also, why are you going to dinner with my classmates? I know my classmates are very capable, and you're trying to curry favor with them, right? But I don't want you to."

Bai Zhuyu cursed inwardly, "You unfilial son!"

This brat is getting more and more rebellious as he gets older. Kids are definitely cuter when they're little.

Wuma Xiu watched the father and son's back-and-forth banter and couldn't help but chuckle. He liked this atmosphere. The urge to vomit that had been nauseating in his heart seemed to have subsided a bit.

Perhaps... we could give it a try.

He looked at Bai Qiuyu, a strange, unreadable expression flickering in his eyes.

Bai Qiuyu happened to look over at that moment.

After putting down the painting, he felt his attention involuntarily drawn to Wuma Xiu, as if something about the other man was gently tugging at him.

Huh? What's going on?

Bai Qiuyu was somewhat surprised.

The way he looked at Wuma Xiu became strange.

Has this feeling shifted from "wanting to find a stepfather for my dad" to "wanting to find one for myself"?

No, no, that's impossible. His sexual orientation is perfectly normal.

Amidst Bai Qiuyu's intense inner struggle, the meal was finally finished.

Wuma Xiu stood up, put his hand on his shoulder, and suddenly asked him a question:

"If you were given the chance, would you be willing to become Demigod of the God of God of Wealth?"

"Of course, this has always been my wish."

Bai Qiuyu answered without hesitation.

He worships the God of Wealth not because of money; his family is neither short of money nor power.

"I see."

After nodding, Wuma Xiu looked at Bai Zhuyu and said, "Also, I'll take care of that That Matter soon."

They are just two Demigods, and he has met the Demigod under the God of Fire once, so the other party should be willing to give him face.