[Comprehensive] Abuse of slag and cuteness

Pete didn't know why he would agree to let that scumbag Mark come over.

In theory, as a child who Googled his father at the age of four, Pete should now give Mark Zuckerberg 100 million points of contempt and 100 million points of anger, but now he can only give Zuckerberg Ask for help—first of all, his father is still a shareholder of Facebook. Although he is not the largest, second, and third largest, he is still a big shareholder; on; again, he himself is only seven years old and no one will care about his request; finally...Mark Zuckerberg must atone for his sins - of course, forgive or not, it all depends on him being in his father's ear Blowing the storm instead of depending on what the man Mark Zuckerberg did.

Pete squatted aside. Although he called the emergency number, he was still a little worried—he was only a seven-year-old child, and a seven-year-old child would not be regarded as an object of attention, even if he was a genius.

He has piles of awards, but it's useless to the doctors and nurses in the hospital, they don't care about it.

So when Mark said he would come, he agreed right away.

Now his dad is lying on the ground, he can't even lift him to the bed - so he called the secretary in dad's company, but it wasn't enough, the secretary wasn't in charge of scrubbing dad's body And he couldn't get the money out of the bank to hire a nurse - Pete thought a lot about it, and eventually, he saw Mark Zuckerberg in the hospital, the other half of his genetic provider.

"What the hell is going on here?" Mark hurried in, followed by a beautiful Asian woman.

"That's what happened, I was studying the exchange frequency of brain waves and electric waves, and then you hacked into my system and disrupted my research results, making a mess - I have improved my laptop , the external equipment is also ready, and the rabbits that were intended to be used for experiments have also been bought, and then Dad encountered these, and these are all your faults, Mark Zuckerberg, you actually brought a woman, You're such a jerk, I don't want to see you at all—now, pay my dad for the hospital bill, and then you can go back to America!" Pete spoke quickly, as fast as Mark—if Without punctuation, it is his speaking speed, but without punctuation, it is really impossible for people to understand his meaning.

So is Mark.

If he speaks harshly, Mark will never lose to Pete.

"Do you know how old you are? Do you dare to touch this new field by yourself? Experiment with brain waves and radio waves and you will see that you have killed Hua Duo! I want to take him to the United States for treatment instead of staying in this small place ——There is not even chewing gum here! This kind of place is not a place where people live, and you can walk around the country in a park!" Sure enough, Mark also started to speak venomously, "Also, Hua Duo is mine, he is mine— —and you're a little kid who doesn't know anything!"

"It's you who don't know anything about you, you bastard——although my dad doesn't let me say words starting with the word 'bastard', I don't think I can use other words to describe it except for 'bastard' Are you an asshole or is it more suitable for you? Of course, you can choose one of the three-but in fact, each of them is synonymous with you!"

Even if Mark Zuckerberg is another provider of Pete's genes, Pete has no intention of tolerating him.

After listening to the scolding between Pete and Mark, the Asian woman who followed Mark threw away the bag in her hand and applauded Pete in shock: "Great, boy, I support you !come on!"

Pete looked at her with a puffy face, and when she started clapping, he confirmed that this woman was not Mark Zuckerberg's new love, so his expression softened, with a rare and unique Brazilian boy's Gentle, said to her: "Hello, my name is Pete Saverin, nice to meet you, but my dad is in a coma now, so can I ask you to do me a favor? Like advance his medical bills - of course This money has to be paid by your boss, and then I need more help, such as the equipment I keep at home...I want to see if I can find some ways to..."

After all, he was still a child, even if he was a genius, when his father was in a coma, he still felt very sad... So, his eyes were red all of a sudden, and tears began to fall down—anyway, accumulated The anger of so many years can indeed support him not to cry when he sees Mark, but when he thinks of his father, Hua Duo, he will cry miserably.

And Mark, he was terrified.

The gladiator-like boy just now started crying...and...the boy looks so much like Huado!

Mark was terrified.

He seldom saw Hua Duo cry, and if Hua Duo really cried, he would scare away... Then Hua Duo would definitely not continue to cry when he went back.

But not now... This small Hua Duo is only seven years old, and the real Hua Duo is in a coma.

Mark sorted out the things in his mind, and started to go through the transfer procedures for Hua Duo-of course, this must be done by the Asian beauty who followed him. Her job is to deal with Asian affairs, and now it also includes handling Hua Duo's affairs.

And the seven-year-old little curly who looks like Hua Duo is right - they still need equipment, all kinds of equipment, so that Hua Duo can wake up.

As for Hua Duo's investment company...Mark also decided to help himself - he can hire a hundred people to help Hua Duo manage the company, but this is not a good way, the best way is...to ask Chris to help, Now this time is definitely the best time for Chris to help, but Mark doesn't plan to tell Chris about what happened to Huado.

Wato, Wato, Wato.

It's all his, Mark thought, and he can do it right.

So, within six hours, Eduardo was loaded on the plane and transported to California, USA - accompanied by Mark, his Asian assistant, and Eduardo's son Pete, including all the high-tech in their home equipment.

Pete wasn't very happy on the plane, but he didn't show it.

until the plane lands.They arranged for the best medical team, as well as a consulting room exclusively for Huado, etc. Finally, they arranged for Pete's temporary residence next to the ward. The new device I got for him was connected to his host computer, and he turned on the computer again, ready to study whether this was related to Eduardo's coma——

The computer turns on.

Then, both Pete and Mark were shocked by the content displayed on the computer.

On the computer, there is an overly warm picture - a castle with winding vines outside and some unknown small flowers blooming on it, and there is a sign hanging on the big iron gate outside the castle, which says Author: "Xavier Academy for Gifted Youth".

Inside the academy, there were the sounds of children playing.

And when these children were playing around, there were a few helpless and gentle scoldings...

It's Eduardo!

Pete hastily connected several monitors to the host computer. At this time, they can see more images, including...Eduardo in the image.

He looked the same as usual, except that he was holding a crying child in his hand, and in the other hand, he was holding a very weird one-handed sword!

"Damn it! It's 'Frostmourne'!" Pete screamed, flipping through his online game records strangely.

Not long after Pete came into contact with the Internet, he knew about "Frostmourne" - this was a game company's conspiracy. They released the news on April Fool's Day that there was such a weapon, but in the end they said that it was a player and they couldn't get it. This weapon made Pete dissatisfied, so he made a decision at the time and compiled this weapon for himself-which also led to his first game account being seized.

And now, what his father is holding in his hand is the weapon that he compiled - Frostmourne.

Of course, he did not compile Frostmourne according to the original setting. The original setting is definitely too sly. According to Pete’s logic, if a weapon not only steals life, but also makes the wielder If it is rotten, it will not be a good weapon at all, so the result he compiled for it is to have all the original attack performance, but after stealing the statement, the life value will be transferred to the holder and held will not be corroded.

Therefore, picking up this sword will increase the strength, endurance, and intelligence of the holder, and will also steal the opponent's life and absorb the opponent's soul... And now, the person holding this sword is actually Eduardo!

"This... what is it?" Mark asked Pete, pointing to the sword in Eduardo's hand on the monitor.

"A sword—I doubt it's the only one," Pete said, calling up a subroutine, which caused a dialog box to appear on the monitor.

He typed in the dialog box: "Dad, this is Pete, can you see this?"

Soon, the dialog box lit up, and a string of characters was listed inside: "My God Pete, I can see your writing—I can also see those... panels in front of me, and some weird Things, by the way, and the backpack, which contains a bunch of weapons, I can see all of these, but I... I can't find you."

Pete hastily entered the information: "Dad, don't worry about this, my experiment was successful, you are comatose in the real world now but you... in the computer, I can see you - by the way, that 'bastard' The guy at the beginning is there too, we're going to blame him for this accident—but I'm not going to talk about him anymore Dad, let's figure out how to get you out of here...I mean, I want to go in and find you, too."

As long as the specific situation of the development of the matter is grasped, the theory comes out, and the practice is successful, Pete certainly knows how to do this-the question is whether his father is willing to give himself a vacation in it.