At 3 a.m., the landmines in front of the station

Ari is her mother's number one machine, bearing the mission of becoming the future matriarch of the family.

Ari, who is skilled in both magic and martial arts, is an invincible weapon from any perspective. Such a weapon was actually specially crafted for himself.

As for her father, he raised Miya and passed on all his skills to her, making her the strongest in the world.

On an artistic level, Miya and herself are almost on the same wavelength;

On the XP level, Ise-nee's existence can explain what supreme pleasure is;

In terms of both career and appearance, Ari deserves the title of the perfect wife; outsiders cannot find any fault with her.

I feel like a puppet on a string, stumbling along a path that seems lonely but is actually full of planned activities.

After a long silence, Su Che spoke:

"Are you saying that you're too busy to care about anything else, so after testing me, you hope to compensate me in this way, so that we're even?"

"Your understanding isn't entirely wrong."

Master Lu took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, lit it with a snap using a windproof lighter.

Before I could even take my first drag, I heard a strange laugh coming from in front of me.

"Haha."

Su Che grinned like a madman and said, "So in your world, all I need are the three things mentioned above—music, women, and a glamorous family."

"if not?"

Master Lu finally frowned, looked at his son, and showed some confusion.

You're wrong.

Then Su Che said hoarsely, word by word, "You are completely wrong. You don't understand me at all. Your understanding is entirely based on your own imagination."

He pointed at Lu Shi's nose and said in a low voice, "My only thought right now is to prove that I am better than you. Do you understand? What I dislike most is someone who is high and mighty, pointing fingers at me and ordering me around. I hate that the most."

"Based on this, I no longer want to compete with you in music. Now I want to compete in a different arena. I don't admit that I'm inferior to you, nor do I believe that I will be suppressed by you for the rest of my life and unable to turn things around. Even without relying on your resources and connections, I can find my own path and surpass you fair and square in a certain field."

Therefore, I don't want any of your promises. I don't intend to cooperate with you, nor do I intend to forgive Mom's lies. As for Grandpa, I can do my best to maintain communication with him, but the company and such are open to discussion.

Su Che immediately refused the offer of immense wealth and chose to pay the money himself.

Upon hearing this, Lu Shi was surprised, but it wasn't entirely unexpected.

He looked his son over several times and asked curiously, "So, according to you, in what field do you plan to prove yourself?"

Although I had a vague answer in my heart.

But Master Lu dared not think about that answer in detail.

Because I was afraid that if I thought about it for too long, I wouldn't be able to hold back my laughter.

You know, compared to musical talent,

Lu Shi believes his talent in novel writing far surpasses that of the former, and this is no joke.

Sure enough, before he could even probe indirectly, Su Che couldn't hold back any longer and blurted it out on the spot!

"Mom says that music and literature each take up half of your life! Since I'm not considering the former, I'll naturally choose the other path to prove that I'm better than you!"

"Haha... Oh, I see."

Master Lu smiled for 0.1 seconds, then immediately changed his expression and looked away.

"Ok."

"I look forward to your success."

He waved his hand, signaling Miya to see the guest out.

Today's meeting seems to be coming to an end.

Since Su Che no longer wants to collaborate on music, Lu Shi has his own ways of dealing with Mosse.

The problem now is that the son's needs are not in ideals, women, or family.

His core goal is to surpass himself.

This is a bit tricky.

If they continue to compete based on strength, when will the son ever be able to defeat his father?

Will the earth explode when the land is destroyed?

From a DNA perspective, it seems that the son has not discovered his true talent at all.

—His face.

That flawless, youthful face, a fusion of the essence of both himself and Su Ling.

So going to "Lingyun" would actually be a pretty good choice, but he wouldn't do it.

He was determined to fight to the death in music and songwriting.

"Ugh."

Watching the group's departing figures, Master Lu sighed deeply.

"People are always too close to the situation to see their true selves in the mirror."

"The answer is right in front of you, but you insist on getting stuck on it."

"Fine."

"Then I'll just have to deliberately lose to him. To satisfy his childish vanity."

Lu Shi leaned back and looked up at the wall covered with soundproofing material.

"But the past achievements are real. How can they be erased?"

this is a big problem.

A very serious problem.

He propped himself up, exhausted, and went to the safe.

He bent down, squatted down, took out his key, and unlocked the lock.

Opening the cabinet door, you can see stacks of thick documents inside.

Some are contracts, some are certificates.

At the top is a paper adaptation contract, which means that some works have been recognized by the market and have even become popular outside of mainstream audiences.

If the son wants to continue fighting, that's fine.

However, before a battle, it is often necessary to understand the difference in strength between the two sides. This is common sense and basic logic.

Clearly, he was blinded by hatred and could no longer discern the vast chasm between them.

"But it's alright."

"When children grow up, they always want to do some rebellious things, which is only natural."

"As parents, we cannot adopt the strategy of whipping and corporal punishment. Instead, we must accompany him to the end, watch him hit the wall and get a slap on the face, so that he can honestly and truly recognize himself."

Master Lu was well aware that Su Che was different from other people's children.

Su Che has been withdrawn, introverted, extreme, and repressed since childhood. So when he is suppressed to a certain extent, he will burst out like a geyser and must do something "big" to relieve himself.

He refused to take the easy path laid out before him, insisting instead on crossing a perilous, narrow bridge.

Then let's just watch him climb up.

See his true potential.

-

Lu Shi picked up his phone and called an old acquaintance, an editor, on a certain platform.

The phone rang three times, and the other party answered immediately.

"Hello? Aozora-sensei. Long time no see! How have you been? Are you planning to start a book soon?"

"Haha, no. It's my child, lately it seems..."

"Oh, I know. He was signed with me before, and lately he's been itching to show off his skills. I even recommended your book to him before, and he said it was very helpful! But..."

"But what?"

"The manuscripts he gave me are really... hard to evaluate compared to the current top-tier manuscripts. I think if he takes you as his goal, it's unlikely he can reach that level within the next eight to ten years."

The editor speaks the truth without any falsehood.

It's important to understand that he was no longer Lu Shi's editor back then. Instead, he was promoted to editor-in-chief due to his outstanding performance, which is inseparable from the high quality of the content produced under his leadership.

After hearing these words, Master Lu seemed to be deep in thought.

She said, "It's okay, let him write if he wants to. Let him take things one step at a time, there's no need to take care of him. Sometimes, letting things take their natural course is much more rational than excessive care."

"Okay, no problem. I'll go through the proper procedures then, and I definitely won't mention your pen name."

"OK."

Lu Shi paused, intending to ask a few more questions, but the editor's mention of "opening the book" reminded him of something.

[Hiss. Yeah.]

[Since Su Che wants to compete in this, then if I start my book at the same time as him, deliberately becoming his competitor, or even using the same genre, whatever he writes, I'll immediately come up with a similar idea after his release, to put some pressure on him...]

Wouldn't that make it even clearer to him that this path is not feasible?

He will discover that the "theory of talent" is real, and that it's not something that everyone can just come up with on a whim and write something good.

Although the barrier to entry for writing a book seems almost zero, only one in ten thousand can truly break through the competition to support themselves or even attain enlightenment.

Among millions of authors, only a tiny fraction earn over ten thousand yuan a month.

Those who are financially independent number less than a thousand or a hundred.

On the contrary, countless others subsequently perished.

Mountains of corpses and seas of blood are simply not a place for ordinary people to fight or strive.

Despite having such a wealth of resources, Su Che insisted on starting his journey in hell amidst the zombie horde.

How can a father stand by and watch his child become suicidal and fall into depravity?!