Devouring the Stars: Blood Sea Demon Lord

Chapter 44 Godfather, I'll light it for you
late at night.

South Shore District.

On the 32nd floor of a high-rise building, two households were brightly lit.

The Luo family at house number 3026.

living room.

Minghai sat on a stool against the wall. Two middle-aged couples sat opposite him, listening to him quietly with a respectful attitude.

Behind the two pairs of middle-aged men and women stood two boys aged fourteen or fifteen and a little girl aged eleven or twelve. Several pairs of black and white eyes looked at the dark sea with surprise and curiosity.

A young boy in a wheelchair, leaning next to two middle-aged couples, looked with the same surprise and curiosity at the 'godfather' opposite him who claimed to be his father, but looked to be a young man in his twenties.

"That's it!"

Ming Hai spoke a lot in one breath, then looked at his middle-aged and weathered son Ming Zhao and his adopted son Luo Hongguo, and said with a smile:

"I was saved by the intelligence within the ruins. Under its guidance, I continued my cultivation until I reached the strength required to leave the ruins. Only then did I finally leave and return to human society!"

"So that's it!"

Luo Hongguo suddenly realized and said:

“I never thought that beneath that jungle, there was actually a site of an alien civilization, and an intelligence comparable to that of a real person. Not only did my adoptive father resurrect after his death, he also became a powerful warrior!”

"Yes!"

Ming Hai nodded, and then warned:

"You must keep the news about the alien civilization ruins secret and not leak it out, especially you little guys...!"

Looking at the four young men and women standing behind Ming Zhao and Luo Hongguo, Ming Hai instructed:
"Don't show off outside, and keep your mouth shut, okay?"

"understand!"

"Know!"

……

Minghui, Minghui, Luo Feng, and Luo Hua all nodded to show that they understood.

Although the four are young, they grew up in a poor family environment and are much more sensible than their peers. They know the seriousness of the matter.

"Grandpa Ming!"

Luo Feng couldn't help but ask:
"The technology at that alien civilization site is so advanced that they can even revive the recently deceased. Can they make Luo Hua's legs grow back?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone looked towards the Dark Sea.

"hehe!"

Ming Hai chuckled and nodded to Luo Feng:

"Don't worry, even if there are no alien civilization ruins, Grandpa can find medicine to repair Luo Hua's leg injury!"

That spaceship was just a spaceship used by Yaohui Academy to search for cosmic geniuses and recruit students. There was no medicine to heal injuries, nor any treasure to bring the dead back to life.

The reason why Minghai said this was just to find an excuse for himself to come back to life.

But treating Luo Hua's legs was a piece of cake for him.

All you have to do is attend the Ares Palace auction next month and buy some Water of Life.

The Water of Life is sold for 300 billion Chinese Yuan outside, but at the War God Palace auction, it can be bought for a maximum of 200 billion Chinese Yuan. For the current Nether Sea, it is nothing at all.

Just sell the corpses of a few lord-level beasts, and that’ll be enough!

"Great!"

After hearing Ming Hai's answer, Luo Feng said in surprise, and reached out and patted Luo Hua's shoulder heavily.

"Great!"

Minghui and Minghui, the two siblings, also said in surprise. Minghui even ran to Luo Hua, touched his head with her little hand, and said:

"Xiaohua, when your leg is healed, I'll take you out to play!"

Luo Hua, who was originally in a state of surprise, now turned pale. He stretched out his hand to knock Ming Hui's hand away and said:
"Xiao Hui, you have to call me brother!"

"Hahahaha!"

Seeing this, Minghai, Mingzhao, Luo Hongguo, and their wives Gong Xinlan and Gu Yuexin all laughed.

'Boom dong dong'

At this moment, there was a sudden "dong dong dong" sound from the roof.

Minghai frowned and looked up at the ceiling.

"That idiot Han Dong has started practicing martial arts again!"

Ming Hui pouted and said dissatisfiedly:

"He clearly has no talent for martial arts, yet he practices day and night, hoping to become a martial artist. I think he'll die of exhaustion sooner or later!"

"Xiao Hui, how can you speak like that?"

Ming Zhao scolded, then turned to Ming Hai and said:

"Upstairs from my second brother's house, there live two siblings whose parents have both passed away. The elder brother is called Han Dong, and he is about the same age as Minghui and Luo Feng. He is a martial arts fanatic and wants to become a martial artist. He practices hard day and night even at home. The younger sister is called Han Xue, and she is a very cute little girl!" Minghai nodded.

On Earth after the catastrophe, warriors not only possess powerful strength, but also have a superior social status. Almost everyone aspires to become a warrior.

The young man named Han Dong upstairs is probably the same.

However, if you want to become a warrior, you must have the corresponding talent. Without talent, no matter how much you practice, it will be useless.

If you force yourself to train hard, you might end up exhausting yourself to death, just as Ming Hui said.

"Han Dong?"

He muttered something to himself, and Minghai felt that it sounded familiar.

It seems that before the time travel, there was a protagonist in the Zhutian fan fiction called "Devouring the Starry Sky", and his name was also Han Dong.

Never mind him, it has nothing to do with you.

Shaking his head, Ming Hai ignored the noise coming from upstairs and said to everyone:

"It's getting late, go to bed, and we'll get together at my place tomorrow!"

"it is good!"

Everyone nodded.

"Dad, I'm going to make a phone call and ask for leave from the company!"

Ming Zhao stood up and said as he took out his cell phone.

"Yes, godfather, I'll also ask for leave from the company!"

Luo Hongguo stood up and prepared to take out his cell phone to call the company leader.

"What leave?"

Ming Hai frowned and said:

"Why would you bother working at a renovation company when I'm here? Tell me your bank account number!"

Ming Zhao and Luo Hongguo were stunned, looked at each other, and then obediently gave their bank card numbers.

Through the warrior watch, Ming Hai quickly connected to the bank system and directly transferred 10 billion Chinese yuan to each of them.

'Ding'

'Your bank account has received 10 billion Chinese Yuan'

A crisp electronic sound came from the two people's mobile phones.

The two of them opened their eyes wide and looked at the text message notification on their phones in disbelief.

"Wow!"

Ming Hui yelled and rushed to Ming Zhao, leaning over to look at her phone. When she saw the text message alert from the bank, she exclaimed "Wow" again.

"All right!"

Looking at everyone, Ming Hai smiled and said:

"Go back to bed, and come to my place tomorrow morning!"

"Dad, I'm afraid no one will be able to sleep tonight!"

Looking at his sworn brother Luo Hongguo beside him, his wife Gu Yuexin who was trying hard to suppress her excitement, Gong Xinlan who was also suppressing her excitement, and the four little guys who did not hide their excitement at all and whose faces were full of excitement, Ming Zhao said with a wry smile.

"Don't worry, you can sleep, and everyone will sleep well!"

Minghai said with a smile.

With his war-god-level mental power, it was extremely easy for him to make eight ordinary people relax and fall asleep peacefully.

"and many more!"

Just as everyone was about to go back to sleep, Ming Hai suddenly remembered something, called Ming Zhao and Luo Hongguo, and asked:
"Are there any cigarettes at home?"

He used to be a notorious smoker, but he hadn't smoked for more than 30 years and had long lost the desire. But for some reason, he wanted to smoke again at this moment.

"this……!"

Ming Zhao shook his head and said:
"Dad, no one smokes anymore these days. I heard that some high-ranking officials still smoke, but we don't have any at home!"

"Do not have!"

Luo Hongguo suddenly said:

"Back then, in order to commemorate my adoptive father, I specially saved a pack of Huazi. Wait a minute, adoptive father, I'll find it!"

A quarter of an hour later.

Minghai looked at a pack of old red-wrapped cigarettes with joy, unpacked them skillfully, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth.

"Godfather, I'll light it for you!"

Luo Hongguo took out a lighter and came over to light Minghai's cigarette, just like he did one summer thirty-five years ago.

(End of this chapter)