He first put the cherry into Gu Tang's mouth.
After thinking for a moment, Qin Xiao carefully picked out the smallest and sourest-looking cherry.
Then he ran to the bedside, raised his little hand and handed it to Qin Junche.
"Thank you, son!" Qin Junche ate a cherry, vigorously rubbed Qin Xiao's head, looked up, and smiled somewhat provocatively at Gu Tang.
Gu Tang: "..."
Chapter 32 The Marshal Refuses to Divorce (6)
Gu Tang looked at Qin Junche suspiciously, then at Qin Xiao.
He always felt that there was something wrong with the two of them, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
"Xiao'er." Gu Tang looked down at his son, who ran back to his side with a "da da da" sound, as obedient as a kitten.
He ruffled the other's fluffy head and asked, "Should Dad kick him out?"
It must have been Qin Junche who threatened Qin Xiao while I was away.
Gu Tang felt a pang of heartache whenever he thought about how Qin Xiao's small body suddenly stiffened after they connected on the video call in the hovercar.
Qin Xiao, clutching Gu Tang's clothes, was happily accepting the sweet, red cherries that Gu Tang was feeding her.
Upon hearing Gu Tang's words, he turned and glanced at his other father.
Taking advantage of his short stature so his father couldn't see his expression, Qin Xiao quickly wrinkled his little nose and made a face at Qin Junche.
Then he looked up at Gu Tang and obediently shook his head.
Qin Junche: "..."
It really is his own son!
"Alright then." Gu Tang patted his little head again.
He gave Qin Junche another warning look, his mind racing with countless thoughts.
He had thought about it while washing the fruit earlier: the Qin family, or rather Qin Junche, was a ticking time bomb for his mission.
Gu Tang still remembered the painful experience of Qin Junche suddenly going crazy and wanting to undergo tribulation in the last world, and the system deducting his mission progress as a result.
If given the chance, he would like to resolve this uncertain problem in advance.
That morning, I was forced by circumstances to back down and compromise, and had no choice but to postpone the divorce.
Now...
To be honest, Gu Tang felt a little secretly pleased that her son didn't seem to have a good relationship with Qin Junche.
No rush.
Qin Junche felt a chill run down his spine under Gu Tang's gaze.
He shifted uncomfortably, and his personal terminal went off first.
Before the video call is connected.
Gu Tang instinctively turned his back to Qin Xiao, then opened the door and left.
Since he was determined to get rid of Qin Junche, he naturally didn't want to have any unnecessary dealings with the Qin family.
Before the door closed, Qin Xiao heard an unfamiliar voice behind him ask, "Marshal, shall the meeting be rescheduled?"
Qin Junche: "...Reschedule."
"Yes." The other end of the call ended very decisively.
The marshal went to get some water but didn't return for a long time.
They waited in the conference room for a while before mustering the courage to send a soldier to scout ahead.
It turned out that the marshal had left the military headquarters half an hour earlier.
They were really drunk.
Gu Tang led Qin Xiao to the study.
He and his son usually use this villa. In addition to a large and comfortable desk, the study is also equipped with other amenities.
It's two walls of bookshelves that reach directly to the ceiling.
Gu Tang asked Qin Xiao to sit on the sofa in the study, and then stood in front of the bookshelf.
The books on the bookshelf are almost all related to botany, and some are related to animals or biology.
Gu Tang's companion was a botanist who taught botany at a very ordinary university in the capital.
He rested his chin on his hand, his gaze quickly sweeping over the dazzling array of books.
The status and power of the Qin family.
Qin Junche's own status and power.
They are all much taller than him.
He used Han Xuan to intimidate Qin Junche, not because he really wanted to get involved with the marshal of the Blazing Sun Legion.
With Gu Tang, no one is more reliable than himself.
However, the problem now is that in this world where mental strength reigns supreme, a weakling with an F-level mental strength might not even be as good as a Foundation Establishment cultivator from the previous world.
Perhaps its only advantage is...
Gu Tang raised his right hand, having completed the mission of one world, and he had recovered one percent of his previous cultivation level.
Very weak, so weak that it can't even kill a chicken.
Even the lowest-level mech warrior could probably take on ten of him at once, and he's still weak enough to have some spare strength.
Gu Tang sighed inwardly with a hint of helplessness.
I wonder how many missions he'll have to complete before he can adopt a simple and straightforward approach, relying on force to accomplish tasks.
He tapped his index finger lightly, then regretfully turned his hand over, a small patch of water quietly gathering in his palm.
Now we can barely communicate with nature and use some of the simplest Five Elements magic.
Huh?
Gu Tang's eyes lit up immediately.
He reached out and pulled a large book called "History of Plants" from the bookshelf.
The book explains it very clearly.
As humanity entered the interstellar age, it migrated to extraterrestrial planets after many years of hardship.
Many fruits and vegetables that were once common have become extinct, and no matter what methods people use, they cannot grow those fruits and vegetables on the new planet.
For example, with fruits, there are cherries, apples, and cantaloupes.
But there were no grapes, no peaches, and no watermelons!
Tsk!
Gu Tang's gaze swept quickly over the book on plant history.
Although he can only communicate with nature, he uses the simplest Five Elements principles.
If fighting and killing are out of the question, then growing plants should be no problem.
With a "thud," Gu Tang placed the plant history on the desk.
Qin Xiao looked up at his father with some curiosity.
Just then, Gu Tang smiled at him and said, "Xiao'er, would you like some watermelon?"
Qin Xiao: "???"
He blinked.
But she still jumped off the sofa and ran to Gu Tang's side, tilting her little head up to look at her father.
His big, round eyes sparkled, as if whatever Gu Tang said was the most beautiful and profound truth to Qin Xiao.
"Dad is planning to grow a new batch of plants in his lab." Gu Tang smiled at Qin Xiao's gaze.
He reached out and touched his son's head, muttering as if to himself, "If it works, things should be much better than they are now."
Qin Xiao nodded obediently.
He thought for a moment, then opened the personal terminal on his wrist and quickly typed: "Build mechs".
"Huh?" Gu Tang didn't quite understand Qin Xiao's meaning.
However, he was very happy that his son was willing to talk to him first.
Gu Tang bent down, meeting Qin Xiao's gaze, and asked gently, "Xiao'er, Daddy doesn't know how to build mechs. But I know you're very good at it. I also believe you'll become very skilled at it in the future. Now..."
He smiled at Qin Xiao and said, "Dad needs to be Xiao'er's strongest support, so I have to work hard too."
Qin Xiao's face was flushed, and her eyes shone even brighter.
Gu Tang wasn't actually good at expressing himself, but considering Qin Xiao's situation, he still tried his best to say things that would make Qin Xiao feel warm and friendly.
Of course, he didn't lie to Qin Xiao either.
Qin Xiao thought for a moment, then quickly typed: "I can build mechs."
He turned and ran out of the study, then sprinted back to his room.
He didn't even glance at the other father, grabbed his notebook, and ran back to his study like a whirlwind.
Qin Xiao turned to the last page and held it up high for Gu Tang to see.
Then he put down his notebook and typed: "This mech can plant crops, water plants, catch insects, and fertilize! It can help Dad."
After typing, Qin Xiao glanced at Gu Tang secretly, her face slightly flushed, but she still typed in: "I want to make one and give it to my dad."
"Is it really that amazing?!" Gu Tang praised without any attempt to hide his admiration.
He then understood why Qin Xiao had repeatedly shown him the design drawings on the hovercar.