Territory Planning

You have three chances to remodel your territory as you wish, but after that, you'll have to do everything yourself.

The power to remodel isn't infinite. The Thunder Sun Tree has limited energy. Zhang Han needs to absorb some of it to advance to the Qi Refining Stage. Just his own needs will consume over half the energy. Furthermore, planting the Yuanqing Tree on the mountaintop requires another twenty percent to ensure its development.

The remaining energy is simply insufficient to support so many projects.

"This is truly a difficult problem!"

Zhang Han rubbed his head, quite troubled. He could only abandon the idea of doing everything at once.

"Forget it. You have to eat one bite at a time, and walk one step at a time. Besides, Mengmeng is still young and doesn't need a pastoral life too early."

Resigned, Zhang Han temporarily set aside the residential area, the recreational area, and the viewing area on the front mountain. The pet area on the back mountain would be decided later. The first things to tackle were the planting area and the poultry area.

After planning, Zhang Han went online and opened a satellite map of Hong Kong to observe the size and orientation of the mountains.

Hong Kong had many mountains, it had to be said. However, as someone whose main goal was to enjoy life, Zhang Han's first choice was mountains near the sea, so he could enjoy the sea view anytime while living on the mountain.

After observing for a long time, he found that most of the mountains were very large. Zhang Han, a perfectionist, wanted something very suitable. It needed to be large enough to accommodate these areas but not too large. After an hour of observation, Zhang Han finally wrote down seven addresses on paper.

These locations were near the sea and of moderate size. This was the first batch of target choices.

"I hope there's a treasure among them!"

Zhang Han murmured softly. He was a bit tired and planned to rest.

As soon as he stood up, his phone rang.

So late? Who's calling?

Zhang Han took his phone out of his pocket and was stunned when he saw the contact.

Ziyan?

After answering the call, Ziyan's murderous voice came through the phone:

"Where are you!"

"I'm at the hotel,"

Zhang Han replied calmly.

This seems to be my first real conversation with Ziyan.

Honestly, Zhang Han felt a little complicated at the moment. He couldn't treat Ziyan with the same indifference as others.

Perhaps... because she's Mengmeng's mother.

Zhang Han murmured softly in his heart.

He decided to follow his heart with Ziyan, not to force anything or put on an act, just to be natural.

"The hotel?"

Ziyan frowned, then relaxed.

It seems this stubborn man really cares about Emily, otherwise, he wouldn't abandon that messy house to stay in a hotel.

"Which hotel are you at?" Ziyan's voice softened.

"Fuji Hotel," Zhang Han answered briefly.

Seeing that Zhang Han seemed uninterested in talking, Ziyan became annoyed.

It's good enough that I'm patiently talking to you, and you're being so unresponsive. What's that supposed to mean?

So, she said irritably, "Send me your location on WeChat!"

After speaking, Ziyan rolled her eyes to herself and hung up the phone forcefully.

"What's gotten into this woman?"

Zhang Han pouted, somewhat bewildered. He had just arrived in Hong Kong, and Ziyan was already coming after him? How did she know he was in Hong Kong?

Oh, right. She probably heard the airport sounds when she was talking to Mengmeng on the phone.

Zhang Han opened WeChat on his phone and sent his location directly to Ziyan.

"Ding-a-ling..."

Two seconds later, his phone rang again. He answered it.

"Zhang Han!"

Ziyan's angry voice came through.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Han was startled.

As expected of a singer, even a technological product like a phone couldn't block her penetrating voice.

"You're in Hong Kong? Why didn't you tell me? How could you take Emily to Hong Kong without consulting me? You made me rush to Shangjing overnight! You have ulterior motives!" Ziyan said in one breath.

This made her furious. She was already very tired after a busy day at work, and then she had to rush to catch a flight at night, arriving in Shangjing tired and dusty, only to go to Zhang Han's house and find it empty!

"You didn't ask, either," Zhang Han said innocently.

"So you won't tell me if I don't ask?" Ziyan got even angrier, gritting her teeth. "You, you just wait!"

After saying that, she directly hung up the phone.

"Bad temper."

Zhang Han didn't mind. He stretched, feeling a long-lost fatigue, and walked to the bedroom to cuddle his daughter to sleep. He mumbled as he went:

"She's probably just on her period."

On the other side, downstairs from Zhang Han's apartment building in Shangjing.

"Aww..." Zhou Fei yawned and said, "Sister, he ran off to Hong Kong. What should we do now? Should we book plane tickets back to Hong Kong right away?"

When it came to her daughter's affairs, Ziyan had always been decisive. Even though it was late at night, she had no doubt Ziyan would pack up and leave immediately.

"Forget it, let's find a hotel to rest first, and we'll go back tomorrow," Ziyan shook her head.

On the way to the hotel, Ziyan's mind was in a daze.

He's willing to leave Shangjing?

Ziyan had paid attention to Zhang Han, the father of her child, over the years. She naturally had friends in Shangjing, and after a little inquiry, she knew about the plight of the down-and-out young master Zhang Han. She was also aware of Zhang Han's stubborn refusal to leave.

Perhaps it's because of our daughter.

Did he choose to go to Hong Kong because of me?

Thinking of this, Ziyan's heart inexplicably fluttered with a hint of panic.

The next morning, Zhang Han was sleeping soundly when Mengmeng's crying woke him up again.

"What's wrong, Mengmeng?"

Zhang Han shook his head, picked up the Little Princess, and said softly, "Did you have a bad dream again?"

Mengmeng didn't answer, she just kept crying.

After a while, Zhang Han finally realized what the problem was.

The little girl had wet the bed, and her diaper was almost soaked through.

"Daddy will change your pants for you, don't cry anymore," Zhang Han fumbled to change the little girl's clothes.

He made the Little Princess a cup of milk. After drinking it, she gradually stopped crying. Seeing the Little Princess looking a bit shy and embarrassed, Zhang Han immediately knew what was going on.

He said with a chuckle, "Mengmeng, you're not even four years old yet. It's normal for children under five to wet the bed."

"Mhm~" Mengmeng wriggled her little body.

"Haha..." Zhang Han smiled and stroked the Little Princess's head. "Daddy is going to take you out to play today. We'll go to... Disneyland."

"Huh?" Mengmeng was startled. She put down her milk bottle and clapped her hands happily. "Okay, okay! Let's go to Disneyland!"

"Let's go wake up Auntie," Zhang Han said, carrying Mengmeng to the door of the second bedroom.

Under Zhang Han's "practice courage theory" instruction, Mengmeng called out in her milky voice:

"Auntie, Auntie, the sun is already on your butt, and you're still sleeping! It's so embarrassing! If you don't get up, we'll go play by ourselves!"

At the Little Princess's call, Zhang Li woke up. She glanced at the clock, which only showed eight o'clock, and sighed in annoyance.

After tidying up, Zhang Li opened the door and walked out. She saw Zhang Han and Mengmeng playing on the sofa and gave Zhang Han a playful glare.

"Brother, it's only eight o'clock."

"What do you mean 'only'? It's already eight o'clock, and you're still in bed! Go wash up quickly, we're going to Disneyland later," Zhang Han urged.

"Okay, okay, I'm coming," Zhang Li pouted.

After Zhang Li washed up and was about to go out, she looked at the Little Princess, who was wearing very thin clothing, and shook her head. "No, Brother, you need to bring a jacket for Mengmeng."

"Why bring a jacket?" Zhang Han asked, confused.

The temperature in Hong Kong was still quite high. Even though it was autumn in October, you would still sweat walking on the street.

"Aren't we going to Disneyland? The indoor temperature at Disneyland is very low, and the outdoor temperature is high. What if Mengmeng catches a cold from the sudden change in temperature? Brother, you're a father now, you should pay attention to these common sense things," Zhang Li said.

"Oh, right," Zhang Han nodded and went back inside to get a cartoon jacket for Mengmeng.

It had to be said, women were always more meticulous than men.

After a simple breakfast at the hotel restaurant, Zhang Han took his daughter out for their first outing.

Zhang Han had never been to Disneyland in Hong Kong, but Zhang Li took on the role of host, which basically meant she was the pack mule.

At the entrance of Disneyland, Zhang Han held the Little Princess in the shade while Zhang Li braved the sun to queue for tickets.

Disneyland was, after all, a world-class amusement park. Although it didn't have a Ferris wheel like ordinary amusement parks, it was more engaging for children. The various fairy tale-themed play areas were very popular with kids.

However, Mengmeng was only a little over three years old and not even a meter tall, so she couldn't go on many rides.

"Wow, there are so many people, Daddy! Look at that balloon, it's so big! Look over there, look over there..."

Mengmeng giggled with delight, her big eyes darting around, thoroughly entertained.

Upon entering Disneyland, the first stop was Main Street, U.S.A., which was essentially a shopping street lined with souvenir shops. Zhang Han didn't intend to waste time here. He waved for Zhang Li to take a few photos of himself and Mengmeng.

After taking photos, they headed directly to the second stop, Grizzly Gulch.

"Daddy," Mengmeng said with a wronged expression, pointing at the roller coaster. "Why can't I ride it?"

"Because Mengmeng is still little now, you can play when you grow to 1.1 meters in a while." Zhang Li smiled and pinched Mengmeng's cheek.

Unable to ride the roller coaster, they went to Fountain Valley. After taking a few photos, they arrived at the third stop, Spooky Mansion.

"Daddy, I'm scared…"

Mengmeng squeezed into Zhang Han's arms, her big eyes secretly observing their surroundings.

The Spooky Mansion was well-made and very effective. The slightly eerie atmosphere made the Little Princess a little scared.

"Then let's go somewhere else to play."

Zhang Han smiled slightly and carried the Little Princess to the Fantasy Garden. This was also a place for taking pictures. After walking around, they felt a bit bored.

"It's almost noon. Let's go to Adventure World. There's a Lion King celebration performance at exactly twelve." Zhang Li said, glancing at her watch.

"Go… Go!" The Little Princess raised her hand.

They arrived at Adventure World with five minutes to spare before noon. Zhang Han held Mengmeng as they sat in the third row by the aisle.

Watching the cute actors from various fairy tales, Mengmeng danced with excitement in her father's arms!

The actors performed entirely in English. For Zhang Han, whose English was mediocre, he could only vaguely make out some simple words.

However, Mengmeng, having been born in North America, understood spoken English very well.