Your Lord Has A Screw Loose?
Chapter 698 - 700: Come on, give the Crown Prince an extra 20 pounds of homework to spice things up

Chapter 698 -700: Come on, give the Crown Prince an extra 20 pounds of homework to spice things up

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“Ah, I’ve been sitting for so long and I’ve never seen myself get hemorrhoids,” Ji Shan muttered softly as he wobbled his eggshell body.

“Dad, big brother, do you think there’s something wrong with my eyes? I can’t tell bold lies with my eyes wide open, can I? You call this ten pounds? This must be at least twenty pounds…” Huangfu Xing was speechless, these two really had no shame when it came to tricking him, not hesitating even a bit.

“It’s nothing much, I’ve found that the more I dig for luck, the thicker it gets, but I can’t find the source. I’m afraid that if we keep digging like this, we’ll really dig this thing out,” Ji Shan also became more serious than before.

“A real man lives in this world, how can he be content living under others for long? Today, I rebel!” Huangfu Xing slammed down his homework and then noticed Qin Muye handing a rattan stick to Ji Shan from under the Dragon Throne.

“Lucky I’m not human, or else if I really sat on the Dragon Throne for two years, for sure I’d have hemorrhoids!!!”

“Right, you’re already two years old, not a little brat that needs our care at two or three months old. It’s only thanks to our family’s great business that you don’t have to do laundry, cook, and earn money. Otherwise, besides doing homework and practicing, you’d also have to work to support us.”

“Father, I still have to temper my body today. There’s too much homework to finish,” Huangfu Xing whined with a pained expression.

“Hahaha~” Seeing this, Huangfu Xing beside him couldn’t help but laugh heartily.

“Ok, ok, even you, an egg, can get hemorrhoids, enough already,” Qin Muye said somewhat speechlessly. You’re even vying for this? You’re trying too hard.

“Fine, I know the limit.” Over the years, Ji Shan had become increasingly steady. Although he seemed unreliable, whenever it came to serious matters, he had never been vague. After all, he was Qin Muye’s trusted son. They had different personalities, but he still inherited Qin Muye’s style of doing things.

“Just kidding, just kidding. I don’t have the Heavenly Halberd, so being a great man might be optional, but homework has to be done,” Huangfu Xing picked up the homework he’d thrown on the floor and quickly sat down to work on it earnestly.

“It’s not unlikely, so it seems luck is not necessarily a good thing. It’s best to seal it off, and the Extraordinary System can just use Martial Arts,” Ji Shan suggested.

“Two years have passed. Do you know how I’ve made it through these two years?”

“It’s fine, you can also claim to be twenty months old. It’s not much different. As long as you talk fast enough, probably no one will notice the difference in time units,” Ji Shan said earnestly.

“It’s nothing. I’ve recently concocted a Divine Skill for you called the Great Healing Technique. Even if you’ve just died, as long as your body is still warm, I can bring you back. So, if you don’t die in training, push yourself to the limit,” Ji Shan said with a cold laugh. This guy was too cheeky, even daring to laugh at him.

“You see, your big brother is an egg, and I’m a scoundrel. Who else can we rely on but you?”

“You make a good point, and you’ve convinced me, but I can’t reduce the three pounds of homework. After all, a gentleman’s word is his bond, and since I’m not a gentleman but a petty person, I’ve decided to give you another three pounds to make it a nice round number—ten pounds,” Qin Muye finished and glanced at Ji Shan.

“You keep investigating. We’ll talk about this after I’ve dealt with the snake father,” which meant Qin Muye would solve it once he was free. For now, there was no way to directly strip the entire Destiny Dynasty system from the Great Qian Dynasty, this act would be like turning someone into a vegetable.

“What are you laughing at? Have you finished today’s homework?” Ji Shan turned the barrel of the gun around. If he couldn’t beat his father, could he not beat his younger brother?

“How can you, an egg, get hemorrhoids? At least on the surface, I look somewhat similar to humans. You are crossing the line here,” Qin Muye retorted.

“How’s the excavation of your Subspace coming along? When will you make a guest appearance as an Evil God?” Qin Muye put away the rattan stick and stuffed it back under the Dragon Throne. He had modified the Dragon Throne into a space storage item, which contained a bunch of random stuff like soda for couch potatoes, laptops, fusion power plants, and so on, in addition to the rattan stick.

“Is that so? I didn’t notice. Why care about the weight difference of three or five pounds? If you’ve got time to spare, you’d better get your homework done,” said Ji Shan, flatly denying it.

“I’m only two years old. Some kids haven’t even been weaned yet!!!”

“I have egg rights too. You can’t discriminate against me. Otherwise, I’ll give you an egg fist warning!” Ji Shan declared boldly as he floated up.

“Xing’er, don’t worry, your brother’s Great Healing Technique has some flaws, but rest assured, if he can’t revive you, I can still resurrect you. You can completely trust me on the technical side,” Qin Muye said, patting Huangfu Xing’s head amicably.

“So essentially, it’s a whole entity, similar to a concept which continuously seeps out as you dig into the Subspace?”

“Is there a possibility that it’s the source of the luck?”

“Can we not use such melodramatic tones for such ridiculous statements? I’m two, two years old! Not twenty!!!” He felt that if he continued to mingle with this father and son duo, he’d eventually become just like them.

“Is this a matter of units of time? With my looks, not to mention calling me twenty, even if I say I’m five, people would believe it…” Huangfu Xing felt that Ji Shan was truly unreliable.

After all, this matter had far-reaching implications. The entire Great Qian had already become a complete Destiny Dynasty system. He had consolidated a number of people with Great Destiny by using the Luck Method and was cultivating them. Once their studies were successful, these individuals would become the pillars of Great Qian. Perhaps this era would become the most dazzling era for both literary and military achievements.

Don’t ask how he knew. Once upon a time, when he had significantly improved his physical strength, he wanted to spar with Ji Shan. He accidentally applied a bit too much force, and then it was Qin Muye rushing to provide emergency Healing, or else he would have been a goner.

And through this Guardian God, he continually analyzed the nation’s destiny of the whole Great Qian.

Upon hearing this, Huangfu Xing’s face turned green. Before, they had always given him assignments by page, so why were they suddenly giving it by weight?

From what could be seen so far, luck and national destiny seemed to be nothing but beneficial for Great Qian. However, most things have two sides and Ji Shan’s investigation had uncovered that this Destiny Dynasty system might also be a major crisis.

But there was no way around it. He found out that his older brother was truly tough, and had also bestowed upon him a series of bizarre Innate Divine Abilities such as Rebound and Rebound. It was the type where hitting him with one unit of force would result in the enemy receiving tenfold.

Before Huangfu Xing could explain, Qin Muye decisively said, “Ji Shan, give this kid another three pounds of homework, let him understand what ‘the rod beneath gives rise to filial sons’ means.”

Huangfu Xing: “…”

Huangfu Xing’s expression changed, and then he muttered softly, “I’m only two years old, and you’re already assigning me homework, that’s totally inhumane.”

Ji Shan immediately got the message and right on the spot assigned Huangfu Xing twenty pounds of homework.

It was unclear when Ji Shan would finish his long developmental period and finally hatch.

It was fine to chat and joke around, but when it came to using the cane, there was no choice but to seriously do as told.

This would be a disaster for Great Qian.

Qin Muye asked about this matter; after all, Ji Shan had been the one running around with it, who else could he ask?

Qin Muye looked at the Primordial Dragon being transported over and proceeded to link it with the nation’s destiny, creating a brand new Guardian God, one under his control.

Qin Muye’s tone was so emotional it could bring one to tears. If the logic in his words wasn’t problematic, it would have truly been a tearjerker.

Although Huangfu Xing hadn’t experienced being whipped with the cane, he had seen Ji Shan’s methods with the cane. Ji Shan could level an entire mountain with it, plus with Qin Muye’s ability to revive, he was sure that if he really got whipped, not even Ji Shan’s Great Healing Technique could save him, and he’d have to rely on Qin Muye to bring him back to life.

So he needed to be cautious.

And so, Ji Shan had an Innate Divine Ability called the Great Healing Technique, specifically reserved for when he was too rash with his own hands.

The two of them had placed great hopes on Huangfu Xing. After all, he was the first Emperor to come from their family, and they needed to cultivate him properly. He wasn’t a genius like Ji Shan, so they had to start grooming him from a young age.

Hearing this, Qin Muye scoffed, “What, do you also fancy not being human?”

You should know, to make Huangfu Xing self-sufficient early on, the two had embellished him with numerous buffs. Basically, he was now favored by the Abyss. If he were in any other world, it could be a disaster.

At this moment, Ji Shan was somewhat speechless; why was he even competing with his own father over this?

At this moment, Qin Muye didn’t immediately respond, but was pondering the feasibility.

The kid was still too green. Confronting Ji Shan was one thing, but to have thoughtless inclinations to drag him along was another.

As for giving it to others, Qin Muye and Ji Shan didn’t need it, so if not for him, then for whom?