This Is for Adults to Drink...

(Name: Li Ziyang)

(Class C Mental Infector.)

(Mysterious Power: 60)

(Average grades, loves drawing. But when his teacher saw his drawings for the first time, they notified the school and his parents in a panic.)

(He is a fragile and sensitive child, curious about the unknown. Patiently answering his questions can strengthen the trust between you.)

(Do your best to satisfy all of the child's demands. If he's in a bad mood and eats you, he may not even recognize you as his father!)

(Remember: stay calm at all times as you face his questions and tests.)

The Text Panel wasn't a description of a task in the Weird World. It was Li Ran's Golden Finger.

Whenever he had a question or wanted an answer, the Golden Finger's hints would appear before him in the form of a Text Panel.

That was why he kept coming in last on every test and still couldn't be bothered to try.

With a Golden Finger, he could wing any exam. College entrance tests and other exams were like looking straight at the answer key. But he didn't want to live that way. What meaning would such a life have? He had nothing to worry about anymore, so he might as well coast through the rest of it.

But the hint that appeared before him now was something Li Ran had never expected in his life.

It was as if an alarm had gone off in his head.

This wasn't a son. It was an extremely dangerous monster!

"Did my son get infected and turn into a monster?" Li Ran thought in horror.

Li Ziyang came up to him, his heavy schoolbag on his back.

"Dad, my teacher made me stay after class," Li Ziyang said.

"It's okay, s-son. I... let's go home."

Li Ran answered a little nervously. His son's appearance gave him the creeps. He didn't want to know why the teacher had made him stay after class; he just wanted to get his son home and finish the task as soon as possible.

Li Ran felt around in his pants pocket and pulled out a car key.

He pressed the button. The only car by the roadside, a Porsche, responded.

"Get in, son," Li Ran said.

His son nodded obediently, opened the back door, and sat quietly in the rear seat.

Li Ran got into the driver's seat.

In his previous life, he'd been a seasoned driver with ten years behind the wheel. Unfortunately, when he'd worked himself to death, he'd still been saddled with a car loan and a mortgage.

In this life, he really didn't want to wear himself out like that.

But now that he'd arrived in the Weird World, he didn't want to die carelessly, either.

After all, the rewards for clearing dungeons were incredibly tempting.

The Golden Finger's guidance appeared before Li Ran like a navigation system.

The atmosphere in the car was strange and awkward. As a new father, Li Ran genuinely had no idea how to talk to his son.

Just then, Li Ziyang suddenly pulled a glass jar out of his backpack. It was about eighty centimeters tall and thirty centimeters wide, and filled with murky liquid.

"Dad, my teacher gave you this nutritional supplement, but it's so strange. I don't know what it is. Can you explain it to me?"

Li Ziyang was an eager learner. His eyes were clear, like flawless black gemstones, without a trace of white.

Watching through the rearview mirror, Li Ran struggled to keep smiling and show no sign of panic.

But the spots where his hands gripped the steering wheel were damp with sweat.

The glass jar cradled in his good son's arms held a shriveled Weird Infant!

Li Ran's scalp nearly exploded.

"Dad, you don't know either?"

Li Ziyang's mood sank, and his fair little face slowly split apart!

Li Ran maintained a fatherly smile while a thousand curses raced through his mind.

If I can't answer, my son will swallow his old man whole!

But seriously—

What kind of family's nutritional supplements looked like that?

Forget-Child Health Wine?

Child Nutrient Solution?

His son's head split open like a blood-red pomegranate, and two Ghost Hands, fingers interlocked, reached out from his neck...

(Hint: In his heart, Dad is an all-powerful superhero. He believes everything Dad says.)

The Golden Finger's hint appeared. Li Ran read it, but still only half understood.

What did it mean that he believed everything Dad said?

The two Ghost Hands slowly opened like blood-red flower buds, reaching to swallow Li Ran's head.

With the Ghost Hands about to swallow his head, Li Ran threw caution to the wind.

He shouted, "D-Dad, of course I know!"

Li Ran gripped the steering wheel tightly and puffed out his chest, forcing himself to look calm.

"The throat valves of infants a few months old are very special. If an infant is immersed in water, the valves will close off the windpipe, so the baby won't choke. We usually call babies like that little sealed-up brats."

"Little sealed-up brats?"

His split-open son questioned him from the back seat.

Without changing expression, Li Ran said, "If you drink the liquid they've been soaked in, it'll give you a mysterious power."

"Really?"

His son's head quickly closed like the petals of a shy plant, returning to normal. But he couldn't wait to open the jar.

"Son, this is for adults to drink!" Li Ran stopped him at once.

If his son opened that jar, who knew whether the Weird Infant inside would turn even scarier?

"Right, right! I can't drink it. The teacher gave it to you, Dad." Li Ziyang put the jar back in his backpack and said it with an innocent look.

"Why did your teacher give it to me?"

"He said it was a matter of give and take."

"..."

"Heh, your teacher's gift is... really something."

Seeing his son back to normal, Li Ran let out a long breath of relief.

Thank goodness, he'd finally talked his way out of it.

He'd almost convinced himself with that explanation.

Kids were kids. You could get away with talking nonsense.

But how was he supposed to face his wife when they got home?

If his son was this terrifying, then his wife—

Li Ran didn't dare think about it. He just wanted to get the kid in the back seat home as soon as possible.

With the Golden Finger's guidance, Li Ran made it home without a hitch.

Happiness Residential Complex, Building 1, Room 1802.

Looking at the door with its keypad lock, Li Ran had an idea.

"Go open the door, son. Give Dad your backpack."

Li Ziyang obediently said, "Mm," then entered the code one digit at a time.

Li Ran silently memorized the code to his new home.

As soon as the door opened, a gust of cold wind blew in his face.

Li Ran handed the backpack to Li Ziyang, acting as if nothing was wrong. "Son, I left something in the car. I'll go get it."