The Originium Worm in Tomorrow's Ark

It turns out that such people really exist in reality.

The fat man despised Yin Hui and drove him away.

Huang Cheng saw anger and patience in Yin Hui's eyes when he left. He didn't forget to apologize to Huang Cheng and the fat man when he left.

He truly deserves to be the emperor of future snowstorms.

This endurance and character are not comparable to ordinary people, if this perspective is brought to Huang Cheng.

I don't care where you come from.

With one punch, no matter what the origin, it will turn into a pig's head.

After Yin Hui left, the fat man looked at Scorpion with a flattering expression.

Then he took out a business card from his wallet and handed it to Huang Cheng gently.

"Sir, this is my business card. I'm in the mining business. I heard that your husband has invested a lot in mining recently. Can you please come and see us?"

How disgusting.

Looking at the fat man's face, Huang Cheng almost vomited out all the food he had eaten the day before yesterday.

But he still endured his nausea and put the business card away. After saying a few words to him, he drove him away.

When the fat man completely disappeared from sight, Huang Cheng tore up the business card and threw it into the trash can.

Just like what the fat man did just now.

This banquet held because of him was beginning to make him feel very tired.

Huang Cheng walked off the stage and walked in the direction where Yin Hui left.

On a bar counter, Huang Cheng saw Yin Hui who was still wiping the cup.

The surrounding crowd saw his footsteps and immediately moved out of the way for him.

At the same time, they were also curious, who was this gentleman going to find?

Not long after, Huang Cheng sat at the bar, and the table in front of him began to look at Yin Hui.

"Sir, do you still have extra business cards?"

"Sir, why do you want a business card from someone like me?"

Just as the fat man said just now, he really has no value now. He doesn't understand what such a big shot wants to do with him.

He is now no different from those who live in flat houses in Xiacheng District.

Is there anything about him that he likes?

"Sir, those who have achieved great things from ancient times to the present must think highly of themselves." Huang Cheng said, "Peasants have their own way of living, and emperors have their own way of living. There is a difference between these two ways of living."

"But sometimes farmers can become emperors, and emperors can also become farmers."

"Sir, I admire you very much. You have a spirit and you seem to be carrying something, so this is an investment.

What I gave you is a favor. I will come to you if something happens in the future. You can also come to me if something happens to you, but you have to pay the corresponding price.

Remember sir, wherever you are? Whether it is in the quagmire or on the throne, you must not lose this self-confidence. This self-confidence will bring you back your previous pride. "

Hearing these words, Yin Hui felt huge waves in his heart. He respectfully handed over his business card again. This time, no one could stop him.

"Sir, I look forward to seeing you in action at the mall."

Huang Cheng personally poured two glasses of wine for Yin Hui and himself.

The two clinked glasses with each other and drank the wine in one gulp.

Golden Scorpion took it behind him, and a golden business card appeared on a large pair of pliers, and handed it to Yin Hui.

Huang Cheng then left the bar, ignoring the looks of those people. This was the first time he took the initiative to hand over his business card to someone.

Yin Hui looked at the business card in front of him. This business card was very gorgeous. The feng shui and clouds carved on it looked like a work of art under the flickering light.

Yin Hui carefully put away the business card, ignored the eyes of others, and continued to wipe the cup.

One one one one one one one one one

Huang Cheng found a secluded place again.

When will this party be held?

He yelled irritably in his heart while drinking wine.

It seems like the invitation says it ends at 11 o'clock.

It's only 9 o'clock.

I rely on.

At this time, a green figure in another corner of the banquet stared at him.

The green eyes sparkled with a different kind of brilliance.

She moved and walked towards Huang Cheng's position.

"Sir, can you find a place to talk?"

"Let's talk here, this lady...oh~"

Huang Cheng looked at this green figure and was stunned for a moment.

The ends of her hair are light green, she has a pretty face and a flat chest.

Also wearing a suit.

Isn’t this Kelsey the cat?

Boat travel really hurts the ceiling and is a real limitation.

Why is she here?

Why are you observing yourself again? And he shouldn't have met Kelsey now, right?

"Sir, it is not a true gentleman to stare at a young lady for so long. Judging from your behavior, you seem to know me."

Huang Cheng jumped to a high place, eye level with Kelxi.

"Of course, the famous Lord Kelsey, the Lord of Ursus, the director of the famous Ursus Research Institute, of course I know you, but you don't know me."

Huang Cheng's answer did not surprise her. She was quite famous among some powerful people. What shocked him the most were his next few words.

"But in my opinion, you are not a young lady. You can be my ancestor at your age. What have you seen in your ten thousand years?"

This scorpion is not simple...

Although she was a little annoyed after being exposed, Kelsey still responded gracefully: "It is not a polite thing to point out a woman's age. By the way, what do you think of this land now?"

"I don't have any opinion. People on this land should eat and drink. That's it. If I had to watch it, I'd just lie down and watch it."

A nonsensical answer.

It seemed that nothing could be asked from the scorpion's mouth, so Kelsey stood up and clinked glasses with him before leaving.

But this scorpion was panicking.

It's really exciting to talk to this kind of monster that's thousands of years old. He can't tell riddles to the Riddler. He doesn't have a lot of culture, but he is still good at pretending to be stupid.

After some time, the clock at the banquet finally turned to 11:00.

As the bell rang, Huang Cheng said hello to everyone and left.

He really didn't want to stay in this place for a minute or a second.

Those vulgar fans are not even one-tenth as cute as Ceria.

Chapter 20 Seria’s initiative

After finishing the banquet, Huang Cheng took the car directly back to Seria's home.

Calculating the time, Ceria should be back at noon tomorrow.

Go buy some groceries in the morning and make a big meal at noon.

Seria must also miss her craft very much.

After all, there shouldn't be much food in the wild.

Then Huang Cheng lay on the bed and closed his eyes.

Sleep peacefully.

But the nobles who returned home didn't think so.

They couldn't sleep that night.

They want to summarize the resources they made at tonight's banquet.

At noon on the second day, there was no accident on Seria's way back.

While the little female dragon was talking about interesting things about the trip, she ate the food with big mouthfuls, and from time to time she would jump on the dining table and do a few moves.

Then he fell down with a bang.

.........

This day also passed with a lot of fuss and fuss.

The next days are about developing his own power and growing up with Seria.

And so on, over and over again.

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6 years later.

Ceria blew out the 18-year-old super cake in front of her.

This is supposed to be a happy time.

But she was not happy at all.

"Scorpion, do you really want to leave? Do you have to go to that place?"

A few days ago, Seria