Chen Shu: I'm coming back! Did you miss me?
Qingqing: [Auto-reply] I'm on a plane. By the time you arrive, I'll be there.
Chen Shu: Okay. Remember to bring me fruit.
Qingqing: [Auto-reply] I'm on a plane. By the time you arrive, I'll be there.
"Emmm..."
Chen Shu looked at the messages and thought for a moment.
Chen Shu: If you're a dog, say "[Auto-reply] I'm on a plane. By the time you arrive, I'll be there."
Qingqing: [Auto-reply] I'm on a plane. By the time you arrive, I'll be there.
Chen Shu: /Good doggie
He felt like he could play this game all day.
Unfortunately, it was already time to line up for boarding.
Xixiao had far more Cultivators than Yunlai—at least several dozen. The government had chartered them a large supersonic airliner.
Chen Shu was last in line. After boarding, he found a window seat in the rear half of the plane, took out the Sacred Ancestor's final autobiography, and began to read.
He deliberately skipped the section on "little tips for becoming a God." There were only a few pages after that.
Once his fellow countryman became a Deity, the book ended.
There was nothing about his fellow countryman's later years, the construction of the Cube, his battles with the Deities from the Other Plane, or the Southern Continent. The ending felt abrupt. Surely there should have been more.
Had the Sacred Ancestor spent his later years so wholly occupied with fighting Deities from the Other Plane that he had no time for anything else? Judging by what Chen Shu knew of Xia Dynasty history, probably not.
Chen Shu turned toward the window and gazed out, thinking quietly.
The Sacred Ancestor's life grew clearer and more complete in his mind. For an instant, it was as if