Starting as an infant, with parents who are blond-haired delinquents?

So I decided to let things take their course.

Throughout the process, he was reminded of Tan Yue's dream: to become a battle armor pilot.

When asked why, the little girl's thoughts and explanation were very straightforward: because the armor pilot can control the armor and fly, and she likes to fly as she pleases.

However, Zhang Chaoqiang raised a very serious issue for her: to control the battle armor to fly in cities or suburbs, regardless of the country, one needs to purchase flight routes; otherwise, it can only be used freely when performing various secret realms or other missions and trials.

Flying at will would probably require a dense network of flight routes, right?

Tan Yue doesn't like to lie. She told Zhang Chaoqiang that her family has the right to fly over 80% of the flight routes within the Central Country.

Zhang Chaoqiang then decided that he would no longer humiliate himself.

Meanwhile, the Central Bureau of Investigation spent three days investigating, during which they retested the safety of the hair again.

After confirmation, proceed with the plan against targets Zhang Huolong and Shen Qiangwei.

At Weilong Tattoo Shop, this is the fourth day that the investigator has been getting his tattoo. The family portrait has been successfully completed after Shen Qiangwei carefully colored it.

The investigator was pleasantly surprised. He hadn't expected the final result to be almost identical to the photo. His excited expression made him immediately take out his money to pay the bill.

At the same time, he used both his hands and mouth to attack Zhang Huolong.

Investigator: What’s wrong with you?

Zhang Huolong: "..."

He claimed he needed to urinate, went to the toilet, and came back.

He then gestured to the investigator: "I'm so young, I'll definitely see you in the same boat!"

"We are destined to be together, so I'm giving this to you." Since we're fated, this is for you.

After leaving a box, the investigator disappeared into the crowd at the doorway.

Zhang Huolong and Shen Qiangwei felt bewildered, perhaps because they were far removed from that era. But when Zhang Huolong opened the box, he found it shimmering with golden light, and his eyes lit up with excitement.

A long, green, eye-covering wig, a fluffy tiger-head top, tight-fitting capri pants, loafers with the words "righteousness and integrity" on them, and a pink mink shawl...

This was an operation that took the brains of dozens of people in the investigation department to come up with.

A single hair from the deer has been broken down into several pieces and hidden within this outfit.

As long as the two people wear them close to their bodies, the effects of the mythical beast will definitely take effect.

It's clear that the investigator who spoke to Zhang Huolong in Martian script, despite his considerable talent for cultivation, needed two or three days and nights to learn even a few sentences of this bizarre script that resembled a plague.

Zhang Huolong and Shen Qiangwei were left dazed, stroking the two exquisitely made outfits.

Shen Qiangwei looked confused: "Honey, was he also from your family before?"

The "family" refers to the "Shamate" family.

Zhang Huolong was also confused, but finally nodded firmly.

However, it must be said that the investigation department's move to cater to their preferences was very successful; the next second, the two put their clothes on.

Chapter 104 Secrets and Low Altitude (4,000 words)

"I finished another piece of work today. I named it Family Portrait. I'll ask Chaoqiang to help me include it in the tattoo shop's portfolio tonight!"

Shen Qiangwei, the mother, was very excited. Zhang Chaoqiang, who had just finished school and returned to the tattoo shop, could clearly sense the satisfaction and excitement in her voice.

He took the original draft left by Shen Qiangwei, packed the thick, leather-covered sketchbook, and planned to include this new work in the collection after dinner that evening.

A resume is very important for anyone in any profession.

Shen Qiangwei wasn't the only one who was extremely excited and overjoyed; Zhang Huolong was too.

He stroked the clothes lying quietly in the exquisite box that was currently open with his long, slender fingers.

Perhaps his eyes were filled with nostalgia for the old days?

He solemnly put on the punk wig, looking himself up and down until Zhang Chaoqiang nodded deeply and kept saying "cool," before he sighed and put it down.

Zhang Chaoqiang felt that Zhang Huolong might have something on his mind.

Looking at this outfit, he really resembled a lovesick fool who couldn't eat or drink. If it weren't for Zhang Chaoqiang spreading the aroma emanating from the restaurant next door...

Zhang Huolong and Shen Qiangwei, who have already changed into two new outfits, probably won't be able to shake off their intoxication for at least half an hour.

Smelling the aroma, they realized they were extremely hungry, so they decided to calm down, take off their clothes, and prepare to pack them away.

But in that instant, as the clothes shook, several extremely fine, hair-like strands, completely invisible to the naked eye, spontaneously detached from the wig, the furry tiger head print on the front of the tiger head bodysuit, the shoes, the shawl, and other parts.

With a non-existent breeze, it automatically drifted down onto Zhang Chaoqiang's head, and as it passed his nose, it made him involuntarily let out an "Achoo!"

The swaying of the air could not affect the trajectory of the fluttering fur of those deer in the slightest.

They clung tightly to Zhang Chaoqiang's hair...

As an ancient mythical beast, the Lu Shu actually has very little detailed information in the Central Bureau of Investigation.

Experts in the past only knew that the deer's ability could make those who depended on hair have many children and grandchildren.

In ancient times, some farmers would raise pigs or cattle that gave birth to multiple offspring at once, which made them ecstatic. They discovered that these multi-born animals all had a common characteristic: they had an extra tuft of hair on their bodies that was difficult to remove.

The deer-like creature did not intentionally cultivate this mindset; it had no such intention.

In other words, he had no intelligence at all. His body, as strong as a wild horse, was simply galloping through the deep mountains. The mountain breeze blew off the thin, cicada-wing-like hairs on his body, which drifted away with the wind.

Its abundant hair has a unique characteristic.

It's not that anyone can have many children just because someone is designated as such.

Rather, the hair attaches to whoever is suited to having many children and whose body can produce offspring.

Without wind, hair is transferred through contact between things. For example, a deer's hair clings to an old man. There's no way around it; the old man is nearing the end of his life and doesn't have a wife, so he has a son.

Therefore, when he comes into contact with animals, wild beasts, or young and strong couples, his hair may selectively attach itself to them.

They attached themselves to the young couple and suddenly had triplets and quadruplets.

It's not impossible for a litter to have ten or more offspring when attached to a mammal.

Choosing the best has always been the rule, from ancient times to the present.

When a person who is not suited to have children comes into contact with someone who is, their hair will selectively transfer to that person and attach itself to them.

This selection of the best is based on its own definition, as well as on the selection of the best in terms of behavioral definition.

That is, when an organism that is not in a mating state comes into contact with an organism that is in a mating state, its fur will be selectively transferred.

However, the experts from the investigation bureau did not fully understand this ability of the Deer-like creature, which is why they believed that having many children could be achieved through initiative.

Of course, Qian Jin and the others from the Central Investigation Bureau in Zhongzhou City, who were monitoring Shen Qiangwei and Zhang Huolong's family from a distance, did not notice any change in the situation.

Since Zhang Chaoqiang assigned them a health plan to improve their bodies, they have almost stopped buying cooked food from outside.

Basically, Zhang Chaoqiang cooked all the cooking himself. The sound of a loudspeaker echoed through the living room. Zhang Huolong and Shen Qiangwei were already tired of hearing it. However, they were asked to recite the foods they were forbidden to eat.

Their eyes shone brightly, their faces filled with confusion, as if they had just evolved from apes into humans.

At first, the two of them couldn't get used to Zhang Chaoqiang's cooking, even at night they risked being caught and nagged by him.

They went out for a late-night snack while Zhang Chaoqiang was asleep.

Because Zhang Chaoqiang can monitor the tattoo shop's every move through the Genius Watch on his wrist.

That's right, Zhang Chaoqiang installed two damn surveillance cameras inside and outside the store in order to monitor them.

Furthermore, Zhang Chaoqiang's eyes and ears were practically everywhere in Pingshui Street. The neighbors also disliked Zhang Huolong and Shen Qiangwei very much, so seeing the two of them suffer and be controlled by their son gave them a certain satisfaction.

After dinner, Zhang Chaoqiang added the "family photo" to the case study book of Weilong Tattoo Shop.

My parents still take out those two new school uniforms and examine them closely, reluctant to wash them. It has to be said that the investigator's judgment was very accurate; catering to someone's preferences requires a correct aesthetic eye.

The two outfits were just right, and they truly won the hearts of the two of them.

Zhang Chaoqiang finally couldn't hold back any longer and asked his parents about the origin of the clothes.

Once the conversation started, the two began talking about the investigator who had come to get a tattoo a couple of days ago. The tattoo he got was the very same family portrait that Zhang Chaoqiang had drawn on his hand.

"She looks only in her early twenties, and she already has three kids. Honey, it seems we were too conservative back then..."

"Yeah, that kid, he said his eldest son is almost ten years old. I wanted to slap him right then and there. I didn't say anything in the tattoo shop, but now that I think about it, these young people these days, sigh..."

But then again…

Zhang Huolong changed the subject, looking at the clothes again, and said, "After all, they're family members. How bad can they be?"

When Zhang Chaoqiang learned about the whole thing, he thought that the other party was more or less mentally unstable, that is, mentally skewed, which might be somewhat similar to his parents.

Who would have thought that someone they'd only known for two days would send them such bizarre clothes?

As they chatted, Zhang Huolong brought up the topic of children.

"That kid's pretty impressive, fathering three kids... in that respect..."

Just as he was about to speak, Shen Qiangwei interrupted him with a pout: "What other people do is their business, what does it have to do with us?"

Zhang Chaoqiang seemed to understand the implied meaning in their words, and took the initiative to guide the conversation:

“They have three children who play and keep each other company, so they probably won’t be lonely.”

“That’s right!” Shen Qiangwei raised an eyebrow. One second she was sitting, the next she stood up, her voice drowning out the loudspeaker that kept repeating the ban.

She then probed, "Chaoqiang, would you like to have a younger brother or sister?"

This may not be a matter of whether I want to or not...

Unsurprisingly, Zhang Chaoqiang answered this question.

Because he had been wearing earplugs to sleep for many years to feel more at ease, he was not surprised by this, but he was still a little worried. He nodded, then shook his head.

"Mom and Dad, I'm still young and have to go to school, so I might not be able to take good care of my younger brother or sister. Maybe we can wait until I'm a little older..."

……

The deathly silence was so profound that even the slow-witted Shen Qiangwei and Zhang Huolong should have realized the meaning behind Zhang Chaoqiang's words at this moment.

The implication is that the parents are essentially dead and cannot be relied upon to take care of the child.

“But we are really ready, ready and capable of being truly competent parents!” the two said, looking at their pride, Zhang Chaoqiang.

There are three great illusions in life, and perhaps we need to add one more today.