You've become the warden, and you're telling me I'm an undercover agent?

Chapter 446: Chi Pingsheng Monkey!

Chi Ping rubbed his head. Tong Tong's chubby little hands were holding his big notebook. He tilted his head back and looked at him with his round head.

"What's wrong with you?" Chi Ping asked.

Wait held up the notebook in his hand, which had a big question mark on it.

I mean, what's going on?

"How did you make breakfast?" Chi Ping pointed at the food on the table.

This time, Wait Wait didn't write anything. Instead, he took out a tablet with a breakfast recipe on it.

Chi Ping frowned: "I'm not asking you how you can make breakfast, I'm asking you, how did you become like this——"

He organized his thoughts in his head, pointed at the kitchen, and then at the notebook in Deng Deng's hand:

“How did you learn to use kitchen appliances, write, look up recipes, and use a computer?
"You are a little baby! You don't go to school, you don't study, and the night before yesterday you were still pulling at your trouser pockets! You were still pulling at my sleeves, saying you wanted to drink milk.

"You—are very wrong."

Chi Ping spoke a lot in one breath, while Tong Tong tilted his head, thinking hard. Crystal clear saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth like a string.

Seeing that it was about to drip onto the collar, Wait sucked hard and some of the saliva flowed back.

"I don't know." He held up the notebook in his hand.

At this moment, Dengdeng felt as if his mind was too mature, but his body was still in the infant stage. He couldn't even control his body skillfully.

At some point in Ikehira's previous life, he would have been the protagonist of a baby-style novel.

Chi Ping shook off these strange thoughts in his mind and thought about asking Mad Dog for clarification after meeting him.

Next, while having breakfast at Chiping, he witnessed some strange phenomena.

He made some milk powder for himself, and when it cooled down, he pulled up his bloated pants and pulled out a diaper that was almost as tall as him from under his crotch.

Then, he shyly and hurriedly threw the diaper into the trash can and changed himself with a new one.

Then he held the bottle and started drinking.

Chi Ping stared at him for a long while. After a while, he felt a little embarrassed and wrote on the paper, "Adult diapers are too big. Can you buy me children's ones?"

On the black market, Chi Ping only bought milk powder and used adult diapers.

Chi Ping nodded, and then wrote another sentence:
"I'm not very good at peeing yet. I'm sorry to bother you."

"It's okay, you're still young," Chi Ping said, tossing the dish aside. Tong Tong immediately staggered over, tiptoed, and placed the dish in the sink.

He moved another small stool over, stepped on it and started washing the dishes.

The style of the entire room is a bit weird at this moment.

Ikehira said that the other party was still young while letting him work;
And Tongtong, while saying things that were not suitable for his age, worked silently.

Next, Chi Ping was waiting for Mad Dog's notification, but there was nothing else to do.

At noon, he and others sat in a row and watched the Golden Tribe's TV series and movies on the big screen.

Most of them are for adults, containing blood, violence, pornography, etc., but I enjoy watching them.

Chi Ping looked at his chubby face and asked, "Shouldn't you be watching movies like Peppa Pig?"

Waiteng picked up his notebook from the ground and quickly wrote: "Isn't that for children?"

His chubby face was filled with confusion. He was only about 70 or 80 centimeters tall, and when he sat he was just a tiny ball, which was very cute.

"Aren't you just a child?" Chi Ping asked.

"Oh." Deng Deng wrote in his notebook: "Then should I read it?"

"Whatever you say." Chi Ping didn't know what to say.

Fortunately, not long after, there was a knock on the door.

The voice was polite, not urgent, nor did it sound like pounding on the door.

Just as Chi Ping was about to get up, he saw Deng Deng sliding down from the sofa. Deng Deng was sitting on the sofa, and his feet couldn't reach the ground.

He ran over in small steps and tiptoed to open the door.

"Hello, Mud Monkey," said Tong Tong, his voice still underdeveloped.

The first thing I smelled was a faint scent of perfume. Then I looked up and saw two straight, white, long legs.

Then there is the blue slim long skirt, which outlines the curvy figure.

The visitor looked very dignified, with the same hairstyle as the female anchor on the official evening news. However, her appearance was three times better than the female anchor's, and she always had a faint smile on her face.

What impressed people most was her temperament.

She just stood there quietly, without fighting or arguing, and yet people couldn't help but cast their eyes on her. She possessed a kind of "demure beauty".

There was another person behind her, the chief steward of the Supreme Body, whom Chi Ping had met last night.

The woman was slightly startled when she saw that it was a child who opened the door, then she squatted down naturally:
"Hello, is Mr. An (Chi Ping) here?"

Her voice was very beautiful, and Chi Ping heard it too. However, it took him a while to remember that the body of the Golden Clan he was currently occupying was originally owned by An Chongwen.

"Looking for me?" Chi Ping asked.

The door was fully opened, and the butler behind the woman stood out at the right time.

"Hello, Mr. An. We met last night. My name is Peng You. If you have any needs in the future, you can tell me."

After he finished speaking, he took a step to the side to make room for him to introduce the woman next to him.

"This lord," said the chief steward Peng You, "is our Queen."

"Queen?" Chi Ping was surprised.

"Oh!" Wait was obviously surprised.

The Golden Tribe civilization adopted a constitutional monarchy, and the dignified woman before him was none other than the Golden Tribe's queen.

It was only at this moment that Chi Ping used [Insight] to detect it.

His building, along with the entire residential area, was under martial law. Nearby residents had been temporarily expelled, and the circles of guards outside were all people with special abilities.

"I learned about you from Lord Mad Dog, so I came here specially." Queen Wang Chi Ping bowed slightly, a perfect smile on her face: "You can call me Huai Jin."

Lin Huaijin.

Although Chi Ping had only been here for a short time, he knew that the royal family's surname was Lin.

"What's the matter?" Chi Ping asked.

"That's right." Even though Chi Ping didn't call her in right away, Lin Huaijin still replied respectfully, "This is about the inauguration of the Supreme Body. Some issues should have been sorted out last night. Considering that you might be busy, we came here just now."

As for why these questions were not asked last night, it was because someone flew away without saying a word, without giving the steward a chance to speak.

After learning about it, Lin Huaijin immediately flew over.

"Come in and talk." After Chi Ping said that, he made way for Dong Dong.

Peng You and Lin Huaijin sat directly opposite Chi Ping. They looked rather reserved, with only half of their buttocks sitting on the sofa.

Tong Tong brought the brewed hot tea over with great effort. He was weak and could only carry one cup at a time.

Every time a cup was served, she would blow on her little hands that were burned red by the cup wall for a long time, which made Lin Huaijin feel a little sorry for her.

It is really inappropriate for a one and a half year old kid to entertain three adults who are over a hundred years old.

Fortunately, after Peng You coughed twice, Lin Huaijin finally came to his senses. "Mr. An, this time we'd like to ask what opinions and suggestions you have for the kingdom and the entire Golden Clan," Lin Huaijin asked.

Chi Ping frowned, because these questions were too empty. Fortunately, Peng You reacted quickly and added directly: "For example, do you have cultural and racial discrimination?"

The Golden Tribe is a general term for races, which are divided into several ethnic groups based on cultural customs, living habits, and regional characteristics.

"That shouldn't happen, right?" Chi Ping scratched his head and asked again, "If there is, what would happen?"

"If there are—" Peng You pondered for a moment, "It depends on how much you dislike this group of people. Then, based on the influence of this group, you can restrict their survival resources, assimilate their culture, imprison them, or even erase all traces of their existence."

In other words, can the likes and dislikes of the Supreme Being affect the survival of a nation?

"Excuse me, is there any ethnic group or individual that you dislike?" Peng You asked again, and at the same time he took out a tablet and took notes on it.

"No." Chi Ping shook his head.

"Okay, let me confirm this with you." Peng You pulled out some information from his tablet. "Let's start from the far side."

"You said."

"When you were in elementary school, did someone steal your snacks? Did you need to kill the bully?"

Chi Ping frowned. Isn't this question too old? According to An Chongwen's age, this must have happened over a hundred years ago.

"unnecessary."

"Okay, let's move on to the next item. In middle school, they got into a fight and had their nose broken. Do they need to be given death?"

"No need." It wasn't easy for them to find so much information overnight, and their questions also made Chi Ping realize some of the privileges of the Supreme Body.

Living Celestial Dragons.

Next, Chi Ping was asked again:

"If you curse your instructor while taking your driver's license test, should you be executed?"

"Before you became a police officer, would you like to sentence the client, the one who made you revise your proposal eight times before it was finally approved, to death?"

"Do you want to send the woman who fished for you during your blind date to her death?"

Peng You asked all sorts of random questions like these, all the ones that made Chi Ping feel uncomfortable:
"To take their lives?"

Queen Lin Huaijin, who was standing next to her, had a calm expression on her face, and obviously thought that this was the treatment that the Supreme Body deserved.

By the time they'd finished asking for all the information they'd gathered, over two hours had passed. The baby had already refilled their tea seven times, and the impatient little one secretly spat in Peng You's cup.

The last question in this section is: "Your director said something harsh to you when you first started working. Do you want to execute him?"

At the same time, Peng You also kindly added: "This information was confessed by the police chief himself. His purpose is to hope that you will treat him leniently. Whether leniency is necessary, of course, depends on your mood."

Chi Ping could already imagine the police chief's pale face when he was explaining the problem.

He shook his head repeatedly: "No need."

Just when Chi Ping thought he had finished asking questions, Peng You pulled out another stack of information: "Now, we need to know what you like."

From disgust to liking, when the person next to him heard this, his legs went weak and he sat down on the cold floor.

"Aba Aba Aba!" He waved the notebook in his hand angrily and forgot to write anything for a moment.

Lin Huaijin arranged for Deng Deng to rest in his room, while Peng You continued to ask questions in the living room:

“Sir, do you have any favorite celebrities, cultures, or races?

If you have a particular favorite race, the kingdom can grant them better policy treatment and allow you to become a patron of that race;
“If you have a culture you particularly like, we can spend resources to promote it;
"If you have a favorite celebrity idol, we can have her in your bed."

Chi Ping was stunned for a moment. Obviously, with regard to the first two points, celebrities used the least resources, yet they were the ones who could most stir up waves in people's hearts.

He still shook his head.

is this correct?

This is not right!
"No need." Chi Ping said.

"Okay, then let's talk about some details," Peng You said. Then, he asked about every woman An Chongwen had experienced in his life, which spanned over a hundred years.

Chi Ping was shocked. As expected, if a person lives long enough, he will experience enough women.

Moreover, in this long-lived civilization, newborns were strictly limited. A person who lived two or three hundred years had essentially dated every woman they knew.

The people in the entire residential area can be connected by the relationship between men and women, which is also a wonder of the Golden Clan.

At the end of the question, Peng You said in a particularly serious tone:

"The last item I need you to confirm is about a woman you had a failed relationship with in college."

He said it very tactfully, the failure of contact was actually the failure of confession. Although An Chongwen looked good, he was not loved by everyone.

"I told you it's not necessary." Chi Ping said.

However, Peng You still added: "This lady is now married, and the technical department has secretly looked through your browser history.

“I noticed that you visit pornographic websites quite frequently, and the most viewed videos are of the married woman type.

“I mentioned before that the lady is married, do you need to invite her over?

"Don't worry, we can comfort her husband—"

"That's not necessary!" He was interrupted by Chi Ping before he could finish his words.

Looking at Chi Ping's determined eyes, Peng You pondered for two seconds. According to his experience with Supreme Beings, newly promoted adults usually indulged for a period of time.

The person in front of him was obviously shy. So, Peng You apologized:

"I'm narrow-minded. I'll take her and her husband with me!"

"Shut up!" Chi Ping stood up from the sofa and continued:
"People can't and shouldn't be so perverted!"

After saying that, Chi Ping began to order them to leave.

Peng You certainly didn't dare to offend Chi Ping, but he said solemnly: "There is one last important matter, please be patient."

He looked at the bedroom and saw that Dong and Lin Huaijin were still inside.

"Do you know why the Lin family is the royal family?" Peng You asked, "Or rather, why did the Supreme Beings choose the Lin family as their spokesperson?"

Ikehira shook his head.

Then, Peng You took out a long scroll from his arms and slowly unfolded it in front of Chi Ping. The scroll was quite old, and Chi Ping glanced at the first few words on it: Lin Family Genealogy.

“The first ancestor of the Lin family was the first supreme being of the Golden Clan, Lord Shi Yue.

"After that, Lord Shi Yue, relying on his powerful abilities, reached an agreement with the later Supreme Beings:
"All Supreme Beings choose the Lin family as their representative. Correspondingly, whenever a new Supreme Being emerges, the Lin family is expected to bear a child with that Supreme Being and have that child inherit the throne.

“In this way, the Lin family has gathered the bloodlines of all the Supreme Beings and also gained the support of the Supreme Beings.

"And now, the most noble person in the Lin family is Her Majesty the Queen. Only then is she worthy of bearing your child."

Peng You's words left Chi Ping stunned.

In other words, Lin Huaijin came all the way here.

Is it to give him a baby?

What the hell—

The Golden Clan is too abstract.

(End of this chapter)