Chapter 673

It had only been forty-some years since the end of Yuan's inheritance, and the events of that time could still be considered a "hot topic."

This had attracted quite a few novelty-seeking players to the game *Spark Civilization*.

*Spark Civilization* was published by the Zhao Group. As the Beihe Galaxy developed, its economy, entertainment, military, and other sectors were all seeing significant improvements.

If the Beihe Galaxy wanted to be promoted to a First-Class Galaxy, it naturally had to find ways to make money.

*Spark Civilization* was just a microcosm of one such measure.

In reality, the Zhao Group had released many versions for the 108 planets of the Origin Realm, not just the *Spark Civilization* of Planet 56.

There were also *Frozen Snow Realm*, *Core World*, and so on.

But the most popular one remained *Spark Civilization*.

"Don't be angry, I'll go call him," Fang Qingxue said with a smile. Having wielded the immense power of the Zhao Group for these years, she had become increasingly beautiful and moving.

In front of outsiders, Fang Qingxue possessed an elegant and noble temperament.

However, in front of Zhao Xing, she became the mother of two children once again.

*Swish~*

Before long, Zhao An appeared in the manor. He was wearing a set of ancient robes, holding a folding fan in his hand, and sporting long hair; his face was full of reluctance at being called back.

"Mother, this young master is in the middle of commanding a great army to conquer cities and seize territory. Why call me back?"

"You've forced this General to suddenly withdraw his troops. Sigh, Mother, you've ruined me..."

Zhao An grumbled and complained, but when he saw his father's displeased expression, his face immediately stiffened.

Zhao An immediately reverted to his modern attire, standing obediently beside his mother with his head lowered: "Father."

"Conquering cities and seizing territory, huh?"

"And it delayed your affairs?"

Zhao Xing looked at his youngest son, Zhao An, with a half-smile.

"Fa-Father..." Zhao An stammered, looking like a child who had committed a wrong.

Although he was already 41 and usually carefree, fearing nothing and lacking any seriousness, he was still very afraid of his father.

"Hmph, your mother manages the Zhao Group and has so many things to do daily. How did I instruct you?" Zhao Xing said with a stern face.

"Father, to... to help share the group's affairs..." Zhao An said weakly.

"And that's how you share them? Hmm?"

"I was wrong." Zhao An kept his head lowered, motionless, while secretly sending a message to his grandfather, Zhao Long, who was also in *Spark Civilization*.

【Grandfather, save me! My dad is back!】

How could such a small movement escape Zhao Xing?

With Zhao Xing's current authority, Primordial City was protected according to the treatment of a "Quasi-Void King."

His authority in the virtual world was naturally very high, and since *Spark Civilization* was developed by the Zhao Group, he was the one with the greatest authority.

He immediately detected Zhao An's little maneuver.

"I scold you a couple of times, and you call your grandfather to save the day. You've really gone too far..."

Zhao Xing restored Zhao An's virtual world pain experience to a 1:1 ratio and simultaneously forbade Zhao An from logging off.

Then, he began a light-speed beating.

"Ouch, Father, stop hitting me. Son knows he was wrong."

"It hurts, it hurts, don't hit my face."

"Mother, Mother, save me, ahhhhh..."

After a sound thrashing, Zhao Xing felt much better.

"From today on, you are forbidden from entering *Spark Civilization* or any other game world."

"I gave you so many resources, and you're already 41, yet you're only at the peak of the Extraordinary Lord stage. How can you sleep at night?"

"I'll give you two choices," Zhao Xing said, looking at his son. "Either break through to the Star Rank Lord stage within 3 years, or I'll give you 100 million units of World Stone, and you must double it within three years without relying on connections."

"If you accomplish either one, I won't bother you anymore."

Zhao An's face turned pale, but seeing his father's expression, he immediately knew this was for real.

"Yes." Zhao An logged off, feeling dejected.

"A-Xing, were you too strict?" Fang Qingxue asked.

"If he isn't self-disciplined, one must be strict," Zhao Xing shook his head.

Of their two sons, Zhao An had good talent but was very lazy, achieving nothing, yet he was obsessed with playing games.

Despite having such abundant resources, he remained merely an Extraordinary Plant Lord.

"Father, you've returned." At this moment, another young man appeared in the manor.

He had a buzz cut and resembled Zhao Xing; it was his eldest son, Zhao Ping.

"Hmm." Zhao Xing's expression improved slightly upon seeing his eldest son.

His eldest son, Zhao Ping, was already a Silver Moon-level Martial Dao Lord!

He had inherited his mother's category, but his personality was very much like his own—very steady.

Although his talent was slightly inferior to Zhao An's, he was very diligent and a cultivation fanatic, almost never indulging in the virtual world.

With the help of vast resources, he was now at the Silver Moon level.

One wondered who Zhao An took after.

"Son, where is my grandson?" Just then, his father, Zhao Long, also appeared in the manor, wearing a set of armor with several military flags stuck in his back.

"I've already surrounded the enemy, so why hasn't he ordered the siege? So many good brothers are waiting. This child, isn't he just playing around!"

Zhao Xing: "..."

Well, he found the source; it turned out he took after his grandfather.

"Dad, I kicked him offline," Zhao Xing said.

"What? What did he do wrong?" Zhao Long asked. "Isn't the child just playing a game? Besides, the company developed it, and he's very popular."

Facing Zhao Long's questioning, Zhao Xing had a way to handle it.

"Dad, Mom is here. Why don't you talk to her?"

Zhao Long turned his head to look, only to see his wife, Qin Lian, descending from the sky and delivering a sharp rap to her husband Zhao Long's head.

"Good for you, Zhao Long. You don't learn well yourself, and you're even bringing your grandson along to cause trouble..."

"Ouch, it hurts, it hurts... Scoundrel, who turned up my pain sensitivity?"

Zhao Xing closed the panel and walked away silently with his wife.

…………

Virtual world, beside a beach.

"A-Xing, are you still inside that... graveyard?"

"Yes, it's been nine years," Zhao Xing waved his hand and said, "Let's not talk about that today."

"Alright." Fang Qingxue knew her lover was troubled, so she immediately stopped talking about cultivation and spoke of other things.

"By the way, I haven't seen Big Brother for a long time, and he's not in the Origin Realm. Where did he go?" Zhao Xing asked.

Big Brother referred to his brother-in-law, Fang Hong.

"Big Brother is in the *Spark Civilization* game, where he fell in love with a girl from the Senyuan Galaxy. He left a short while ago and should be in the Senyuan Galaxy now," Fang Qingxue said.

"Oh? Is Big Brother meeting his online love in person?" Zhao Xing became interested. "How is it? Are the chances good?"

"I'm not sure," Fang Qingxue said with a smile. "Big Brother went there hiding his identity, terrified that the other party would fall in love with him because of his money."

"But that girl from the Senyuan Galaxy seems to have a significant background too; she's the granddaughter of a financial tycoon. Coincidentally, the other party also seems to have hidden her identity."

"You've investigated very thoroughly," Zhao Xing laughed.

"He is the only close brother I have left, so naturally I have to keep an eye on him; I can't let him be deceived by some flashy, cheap woman out there!"

Seeing that Fang Qingxue seemed to be implying something, Zhao Xing couldn't help but pull her into his arms to show his loyalty: "Well done."

"By the way, where is Ruoruo?"

"Ruoruo has gone out traveling," Fang Qingxue said. "I sent a squad of Sunlight-grade robots to follow her, so you can rest easy."

"It's just that she hasn't had a romantic interest for so long, and I'm quite worried. She seemed to have a spark thirty years ago, but for some reason, nothing came of it later..."

"No rush, she's still a young girl," Zhao Xing said, squinting his eyes. "If she can't get married, I, as her big brother, will keep supporting her."

"There's no one else who acts like a big brother the way you do..."

After spending some time by the sea with his wife, Zhao Xing felt his troubled mood improve significantly.

He then arrived at a palace at the headquarters of the Life Research Institute.

"Zhao Xing, you're very punctual," an elderly man in grey robes said with a smile.