How can one become an immortal with such laziness?

Guarantor: Meng Po

World ID: 2440

The scene finally appeared before my eyes: skyscrapers, high-speed trains and airplanes, highways...

Scenes that felt both familiar and unfamiliar to Hei Yang appeared one after another, and there were also many vehicles that he had never seen before, suspended on the road. He didn't know if it was because he was unfamiliar with them, or if they were newly developed during the years he was away.

“This group of people…”

Hongli stared blankly at the brightly dressed young women on the street, her face slightly flushed.

"You're dressed too revealingly, and it's not even very flattering. Why show off your flaws..."

"Oh dear, that world is different from the Realm of Soaring. There's no spiritual energy to nourish it; everyone there is just a mortal."

Hei Yang offered a casual explanation, but soon he fell silent as a house gradually zoomed in on the scene before him.

Although it was completely different from what he remembered, Hei Yang's heart was still pounding nervously. If his guess was correct...

A couple with graying hair were busy in the kitchen, chatting and laughing, while a somewhat dull-looking metal lump was helping them out—was that some kind of small household robot?

Hei Yang watched quietly, his expression calm. Hong Li didn't dare to speak, but she held Hei Yang's hand tightly, letting her boyfriend feel the warmth of his palm.

The scene moved quickly, with plates of steaming hot food being served on the table, while Hei Yang watched quietly.

Suddenly, a door that Hei Yang had never seen before opened automatically, and a boy carrying a satchel walked in. Judging from his mouth movements, he was probably calling for his parents. Upon hearing this, the couple in the kitchen quickly put down their spoons and came out of the house.

Upon seeing the boy, the couple greeted him with beaming smiles and gave him a big hug.

Hongli clearly felt Heiyang's body tremble slightly. She was somewhat at a loss; she felt she should say something, but she didn't know how to say it...

"that……"

Hongli forced a smile: "Yes, my parents and...brother?"

"Ah... probably..."

Hei Yang turned his head, took his girlfriend's hand, pulled her around and walked downstairs, laughing in a low voice.

"Well, well, how should I put it..."

"it's okay no problem."

Hongli patted Heiyang on the shoulder: "If you're unhappy, just lie in your sister's arms and have a good cry."

"No, really, I'm just... quite happy... Look at them... they've all come out of the shadow of my absence, and... and there are new, new children... I'm just... happy..."

Hei Yang quickened his pace, a smile on his face, and led Hong Li back to the pavilion. He sat on the mattress, opened his mouth as if to say something, but ultimately remained silent, only smiling silently at Hong Li and Meng Po before lowering his head.

"whispering sound……"

Hongli sat down next to Heiyang and took his hands, placing them on her lap.

"The big boy I like has nothing to hide from me. I'm right here! And I'll always be here."

"Well, it's all my fault, okay? I was the one who said I wanted to watch it... Hmm, no, it's not entirely my fault either, you clearly wanted to watch it too... Hmm, and Grandma Meng too, she provided the props. Yes, I, I'll only admit to one-third of the blame!"

"Pfft..."

Hei Yang couldn't help but laugh out loud, looking at Hong Li: "You're really something, just forcing it..."

"Hehe."

Hongli laughed and said, "You taught me!"

"what……"

Looking at the girl's smiling face and the concern in her eyes, Hei Yang chuckled softly, his lips twitching involuntarily. He then buried his head in Hong Li's arms and sobbed.

"They, they didn't, they didn't hug me like that... Hahaha..."

Not even once, not even once, ugh, I don't remember ever having it!

Every single time, it's always the same. Every time I go back, he'll have a stern face and say, "You have to...you have to work even harder!"

Hei Yang's voice was distorted as he gasped for breath. He felt himself being held tightly, which calmed his breathing slightly, but his voice was still somewhat choked with sobs.

"It's...it's...Xiao Li..."

"Yes, Li is here."

"Um……"

Hei Yang nodded slightly and poured out his heart.

"Even though I know it's not good to think like this, I just... I just can't help it..."

Seeing them so happy and content, I just feel so envious!

Yeah, I'm so jealous...

Why? Did I do something wrong before? Why can't they treat me like that? Waaah...

"Are you stupid?"

Hongli sighed, "Isn't our family happy? Aren't our parents good to us? Why are you jealous of others? What's there to be so sour about!"

"Huff, huff..."

Yes...yes..."

Through his teary eyes, Hei Yang seemed to see Qing Yiyi and Hei Muguang, and he saw them smiling at him.

"Yes, I have a mom and a dad, they love me..."

Hei Yang, panting, gradually relaxed, his tense muscles slowly loosening: "And Xiao Li, I still have you, you've always been here, haven't you?"

"Yes, yes!"

Hongli, her face flushed, said with a drawn-out tone, "I'll always be here."

"It's so kind of you."

"That's not the case!"

"..."

"..."

Hei Yang's aura gradually stabilized, and Hong Li gently patted his back. Meng Po, who was serving soup, said softly.

"Grandma, I told you, it would be sad to see this."

After a pause, Meng Po turned her head and asked, "Half a bowl of soup, which only makes you forget your past life but not this one, would you like to drink it?"

No, I don't need to drink it.

Before Hei Yang could speak, Hong Li refused outright.

"My Heiyang isn't that fragile, there's no need to use that method!"

After a pause, Hong Li gave a somewhat goofy smile.

"Hehe, I knew it! You had to let your older sister hold you and cry before you'd finally let go. You tried to be tough, and you gave yourself away, didn't you? Hmm, are you asleep?"

Hongli paused for a moment, then chuckled and shook her head. She helped Heiyang onto the bed and covered him with the blanket.

Lying down next to him, gently resting her head on his arm, Hongli waved her hand and whispered, "Grandma, we're really going to sleep this time, okay? Don't hit my head anymore!"

"uh-huh."

Meng Po smiled slightly: "Sweet dreams."

"Ok!"

"..."

"..."

The boy and girl's breathing gradually became even and steady, and slowly, smiles appeared on their faces; they must have really had a good dream.

On the Bridge of Helplessness, people were constantly dying. Bowls of soup were handed out, and Meng Po stared at them with sharp eyes until they drank them all before nodding in satisfaction.

She is always responsible and rarely makes mistakes.

but……

Meng Po smiled and said, "Occasionally, there will be a pretty good mistake."

"..."

Meng Po rubbed her lower back, then suddenly glanced around furtively, lowered her head, and secretly and cautiously took a sip of soup, concealed by her sleeve.

"Ugh, whew, tui!"

She rinsed her mouth, spat out the soup, and pretended to be nonchalant, looking somewhat guilty, as she continued to serve soup.

A few minutes later, when she found that the enraged King Yama hadn't come over with his weapons, Meng Po breathed a sigh of relief: "Tch, it's clearly sweet! Those two little devils are just trying to lie!"

(The spit-out soup: So love will disappear, right?)

.........

"Speaking of which, Yiyi, what gifts did Xiaoyang bring you back from Five Elements City?"

"Oh, don't even mention it. Not to mention the row of big watermelons, we also sell them here, and there are two sacks of walnuts, which were picked from my sister-in-law's walnut tree."

Oh, and a few other small things, nothing much to say.