The Best Worker

You think I wanted all this trouble? It was all for the system rewards! Sigh, who could understand my hardships...

Pfft!

He spat out the grape seeds and placed the remaining half bunch back onto the fruit platter.

"Some things aren't as simple as they appear. After all, I'm the Young Master. Naturally, you wouldn't understand the reasons behind it."

Looking at Zijun, who was not even as tall as his leg, the God of Pride tilted his head and rolled his eyes.

Heh! Sigh... We're both gods!

Why had the Young Master been born at the finish line?! Heavens, how could you be so unfair?!

The God of Pride envied him inwardly.

Forget the God of Pride—even I was a little jealous!

He was the child of a God King! And the child of the God of Destruction at that!

Then there was Tang San next door, who had just transmigrated here.

Tsk tsk!

It really was true: comparing people could make you furious, and comparing goods could make you throw them away.

Over the years, under the demanding guidance of the God of Destruction, the God of Asura, and the others, Zijun had—

advanced from a Third-Class God to a Second-Class God!

[Task released! Unlock Faction Value Points after successfully establishing a connection with Qian Renxue!]

Faction Value Points? What the hell are those?

[As the name suggests! Faction Value Points can be earned by expanding your faction, and they can also be used to purchase items from the System Shop!]

Good system! I knew I hadn't misjudged you! I've liked the look of you ever since you were little.

[...]

After leaving the System Space, Zijun stretched lazily and rose to his feet.

"Come to think of it... I've spent six days in the God Realm, while six years have already passed in the Lower Realm. It's time for me to go out and travel."

Hearing Zijun's words, the God of Pride crossed his arms and asked in confusion.

"Why does the Young Master want to visit the Lower Realm so badly? They're just a bunch of natives. What's so fun about them?"

After speaking, the God of Pride picked up a slice of watermelon from the fruit platter and devoured it greedily.

Casting the God of Pride a disdainful glance, Zijun clasped his hands behind his back and answered with the air of an adult.

"Hmph! What do you know? I have a soul that yearns for freedom! Whoever wants to stay in this damned place can stay."

With that, Zijun opened a spatial passage and stepped inside.

Inside the Central Conference Room of the God Realm, the Five Great God Kings were discussing how to nurture Zijun.

The boy might have been a little mischievous, but his talent was truly beyond question.

He had advanced to a Second-Class God at the age of six! On top of that, he had been born with a Divine Position!

Such a dreamlike beginning—if they had not seen it with their own eyes, the five of them would have thought they were dreaming.

Then again, wasn't he the ultimate employee they had all dreamed of?

As long as they trained him into the strongest God King in the God Realm—

wouldn't the five of them be able to live happy, carefree lives in retirement?

It was precisely because of Zijun's arrival that the five greatest God Kings of the God Realm had, for the first time in hundreds of thousands of years, managed to reach a rare consensus!

"Since Xiao Jun was born with a Divine Position, theoretically, could he inherit another one as well?"

Seated on the left side of the conference table, the God of Asura frowned in thought.

With his fingers interlocked beneath his chin, the God of Destruction pondered for a moment before nodding.

"Probably. But none of you have a chance. He is the rightful heir to this old man's Divine Position in the future!"

Hearing that...

The God of Evil, the God of Asura, and the Goddess of Goodness immediately became displeased.

What did he mean, none of them had a chance?

Just because Zijun was his son? Because he was Zijun's father?

Was he the only one who wanted to retire while they did not?

"Bullshit! Don't think I don't know what you old bastard are planning! No playing favorites in this matter! Those in favor, raise your hands!"

As soon as the God of Evil finished speaking, the God of Asura and the Goddess of Goodness immediately raised their hands in agreement!

The veins at the corner of his eyes bulged. The God of Destruction suppressed the urge to curse and glared at the three of them.

"Yes! I agree!"

"I agree too!"

With his arms crossed, the God of Evil looked at the God of Destruction smugly and smiled.

"Three against two! The resolution passes! Xiao Lu hasn't said anything, but her vote counts as yours. Hahaha!"

Raising a hand to her forehead—

the Goddess of Life shook her head repeatedly, unsure whether to laugh or cry as she sat beside the God of Destruction.

"Rather than deciding this privately, why not let Xiao Jun choose for himself? Sooner or later, he'll have to inherit one of these five Divine Positions...!"

Before the Goddess of Life could finish speaking, a spatial passage suddenly appeared in the conference room!

A Little One emerged from it, his hands clasped behind his back as he walked forward with the posture of a little adult.

The moment she saw Zijun appear, the Goddess of Life rose and immediately ran over.

She crouched down, pulled him into her embrace, and relentlessly kneaded his little cheeks with both hands.

"Did baby miss Mommy? Were you naughty today, hmm?"

Zijun stood there with a deadened expression, allowing the Goddess of Life to knead his cheeks.

He had no choice!

This was his mother!

He did not dare resist. After all, she was his only shield in the family.

The Goddess of Life kept rubbing Zijun's soft cheeks until he finally spoke, only then letting him go.

"Mother, I'm not a child. I'm already six years old! I'm even a Second-Class God! I count as an adult now!"

Looking at the Goddess of Life, who had finally stopped, Zijun defended himself with a resentful look in his eyes.

Examining the adorable Zijun standing before her, the Goddess of Life covered her mouth and laughed.

"You're an adult just because you're six? Your father and mother are tens of thousands of years older than you! You can only be our little baby forever!"

Zijun pursed his lips and muttered quietly.

"Mother, I came this time to say farewell. I want to travel through the Lower Realm."

After saying that—

Zijun took the Goddess of Life's hand and led her to the conference table.

Letting go of her hand, he looked at the chair, which stood half his height taller than him, then leaped onto it and sat down.

Looking at his own child, the God of Destruction sternly refused.

"You're still too young. The outside world is more dangerous than you imagine. This old man does not agree to let you travel through the Lower Realm."

Hearing the God of Destruction's refusal, Zijun snorted. He unconsciously puffed out his cheeks, crossed his arms, and sat sullenly in the chair.

"What danger could there possibly be in this world? I'm already a Second-Class God! I'm sick of staying in the God Realm. I want to travel through the Lower Realm."

A trace of affection flashed through his eyes, only to vanish in an instant.

The God of Asura rose to his feet, clasped his hands behind his back, and walked over to Zijun.

He turned to look at the dazzling scenery outside the conference room window.

"Do you really think becoming a god is the end of the path of cultivation?"

"Isn't it...?" Zijun turned to the God of Asura and asked.

The God of Asura curled his lips into a smile, then turned back to him and patiently explained.

"Then you are mistaken. The world you know is merely one corner of this complete world. There are many people stronger than us!"

After speaking, he paused for a moment.

Then the God of Asura continued.

"Child... with your talent, you should not take us as your goal. You should look toward higher peaks! That is where the dreams you ought to pursue lie."

After hearing the God of Asura's words, Zijun could not help falling into deep thought.

Could the Douluo Continent I transmigrated into be different from the original work?

If not... then why would the God of Asura, the strongest God King, say something like that?

It seemed... I had thought this world was far too simple...

Coming back to his senses, Zijun raised his head and looked at the God of Asura with anticipation.

"Godfather Asura! I want to cultivate with you! I want to protect everyone! And the God Realm too!"

Though that was what he said, he was actually trying to save his own skin!

Who knew whether the God of Destruction and the others would be able to protect him in the future?

If he provoked a powerful enemy, there would definitely be a grave waiting for him in the God Realm.

The God of Asura smiled and nodded in agreement, then continued with satisfaction.

"Starting tomorrow, we will cultivate at the usual place..."