The prince of heaven only wants salted fish

The window in the study room was bright, and an exquisite-looking young man was facing the computer. His face was still pale, but he pressed the direction keys with a serious expression.

So the old man waving mining tongs on the screen immediately hooked up, grabbed a huge piece of gold amidst the cheerful background music, and slowly lifted it up.

"Crack, click, click... ding!"

【Money 500】

The ministers who watched this scene quietly said: "..."

At this moment, they finally realized that it might not be a good thing to throw people down from the upper world casually.

——Wouldn’t it be retribution now? !

Siming Tianshen spoke tremblingly, still wanting to make a final struggle: "Your Highness the Crown Prince..."

I heard Jicheng say with satisfaction: "Although this small world is not very good, their online games are indeed good."

"Can……"

"After working hard in the heaven for nearly ten thousand years, it's time to reward yourself!"

"but……"

"Thank you so much. Otherwise, if I were lazy in the heaven, I would be caught and sent back to practice!"

"……puff."

"Si Ming, why are you vomiting blood, Old Si!!"

During the noisy argument, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Ding dong. Ding dong.

The original mother, Lin Wan, is not at home now, and logically speaking, there should not be any guests coming to the door at this time, so——

When Siming Tianshen was about to figure out who was coming, he saw that Jicheng had stood up from the chair, waved his hand to hide the outline of Xuan Tianjing, and lazily walked towards the door: "Who is it?"

Siming Tianshen: "..."

He seemed to be choked by His Highness the Crown Prince, and he still wanted to do something that he could ask just as he opened his mouth.

A middle-aged man's voice came from outside the door: "Is it Xiao Cheng?"

"I'm your uncle!"

uncle?

Jicheng raised his brows in slight surprise, but did not open the door immediately. Instead, he leaned at the entrance rather naughtily, and said in a long voice through the door: "Uncle? But I am obviously an orphan. "

The rhythmic doorbell suddenly stopped, and then Lu Tingjiang's embarrassed voice rang out: "Xiao Cheng, please stop joking. How could you be an orphan?"

"Your mother may not have told you, but I am really your uncle, related by blood - your mother's name is Lin Wan, your name is Lin Jicheng, and now they are a sophomore majoring in computer science at T University. This information Am I right?"

"My name is Lu Tingjiang, you may have heard of my name... Xiaocheng, can you let uncle in first?"

Jicheng could see the exaggerated head-shaking movements of the ministers in the Xuantian Mirror through a layer of blindness. The meaning they wanted to express could not be more obvious: This Lu Tingjiang has no good intentions when he comes to the door. His Royal Highness, please don't open the door!

So Jicheng pressed the door handle and opened the door.

Outside the door was a middle-aged man wearing a high-end suit. His appearance was quite handsome. He was not much different from the appearance he saw on TV when Lin Jicheng committed suicide a few years later. Even the smile on his face was full of smiles. There is no difference in hypocrisy.

The moment he saw Jicheng, he was surprised and said: "Xiaocheng, you believe me!"

Jicheng was still half-leaning against the doorframe in a lazy state: "You said your name is Lu Tingjiang?"

"Lu Simiao's uncle?"

——

"I know this may be unbelievable to you, but you are indeed my eldest brother Lu Tingyue's son." Lu Tingjiang sat on the sofa, pretending to be sad and wiping the corners of his eyes, "I didn't expect that my eldest brother would be so cruel. ...Xiao Cheng——"

"Wait a minute." Jicheng suddenly interrupted Lu Tingjiang.

He crossed his legs and leaned across from Lu Tingjiang, playing Xiaoxiao on his mobile phone. His tone was casual: "So, Lu Simiao and I are actually brothers, right?"

Lu Tingjiang was stunned: "That's it... Simiao actually doesn't know your identity..."

"Then you should also know what Lu Simiao did?"

Lu Tingjiang nodded and showed an embarrassed expression at the right time: "Speaking of which, if Simiao hadn't done such a thing, I might not have been able to notice you and learn about your life experience..."

"I know you have suffered a lot, Xiaocheng," he suddenly changed the topic and said in a bewitching tone, "If you are willing, my second uncle can help you, as long as-"

"Then thank you, second uncle, for helping me get my spot back." Jicheng immediately took over the conversation in a brisk voice.

Before he could finish his words, Lu Tingjiang said: "?"

He said hurriedly: "What I want to say is not the quota——"

"You can't even get your quota back?" Jicheng said in a disappointed tone, "Then why are you bragging?"

Lu Tingjiang: "..."

He finally got angry and said: "That's not what I want to say!"

"Lin Jicheng, do you know how big the Lu Group is? Do you know how much wealth Lu Tingyue has in his name? You are obviously his son, but you can't enjoy it now - are you really willing to do so?! "

"A quota in a joint training camp is nothing, as long as you can use your identity, you will only get more!"

Jicheng's fingers flexibly switched the positions of the two shapes in the game grid, immediately triggering a series of elimination effects: "...Oh."

"Then there's still no way to get the spot back."

Lu Tingjiang: "..."

He took several deep breaths, glanced at the watch in his hand, and put down his business card on the coffee table in the living room: "Second uncle still has work to deal with today. This is my business card. If you figure it out, just type this The phone above."

After saying that, Lu Tingjiang stood up. Seeing that Jicheng was still lying on the sofa playing games, he couldn't help but cursed in a low voice, "Rotten wood cannot be carved," and turned around and walked out of the door.

But he didn't notice that the moment he turned around, the boy who had been staring at the phone suddenly raised his head.

Watching Lu Tingjiang slam the door and leave, Jicheng said in a cool voice: "Can I kill him?"

Ministers of Heaven: "?!"

Jicheng: "He actually dared to call me a fool."

His tone was cold: "I have traveled all over the world, and no Xiaoxiao has ever dared to offend me like this - what is this Lu... Lu?"

The ministers of heaven: "..."

Siming Tianshen reminded in a low voice: "Lu Tingjiang."

After prompting, he added: "In addition, Your Highness, murder is illegal in this small world."

Jicheng sneered: "Do I still care about such a small world - hiss!"

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His expression suddenly changed, and he changed his words abruptly: "But I still understand the principle of doing as the Romans do."

After saying that, Jicheng slowly moved his butt forward. He reached out and picked up Lu Tingjiang's business card, looked at it carefully, and then put it into his trouser pocket: "Lu Tingjiang, right? I remember it."

Siming Tianshen immediately took advantage of every opportunity and asked: "What about your mission?"

Jicheng: "Don't do it."

Siming Tianshen: "?"

He hurriedly said: "But you have decided to deal with Lu Tingjiang!"

Wouldn't it be convenient to take some time to complete the counterattack?

Jicheng: "You even joined forces and threw me down from heaven."

Siming Tianshen: "..."

After choking all the heavenly ministers, Jicheng finally felt satisfied. He yawned and slowly stood up from the sofa: "Okay, please stop talking. I suddenly feel sleepy... The body of an ordinary human being is weak. , I just couldn’t hold on after playing the game for a while.”

He first went to the study to shut down the computer, then slowly walked back to the bedroom, got directly into bed, turned over and fell into a deep sleep.

When Jicheng woke up again, it was already dark outside. He opened his eyes drowsily and did not see the ministers' Xuantian Mirror, but saw a soft-looking woman guarding his bedside.

The other party probably also noticed that he was awake and asked softly: "Are you feeling better, Xiaocheng?"

Lin Wan's voice was gentle: "When mom came back, she found that you had a fever again. Did the wind blow again?"

"Sorry, mom should have come back earlier," she apologized. "Are you hungry? Mom cooked some porridge. Can you eat some to satisfy your hunger?"

Jicheng nodded subconsciously, and then Lin Wan stood up from the bed, turned and walked out of the room. A few minutes later, she came in with a bowl of porridge, a glass of water and medicine.

In these few minutes, Jicheng was completely awake. He sat up from the bed. After thinking about it, he imitated his original self and took the initiative to open the small table specially designed for the bed. Lin Wan put the porridge and water on the small table. Carefully warned: "You can take the medicine after eating the porridge. Mom still has some work to finish. If you are still sleepy, just sleep a little longer."

Jicheng nodded, and Lin Wan put a pillow behind him before leaving the room.

After the door closed with a soft click, Xuantian Mirror appeared again.

Perhaps because Lin Wan was at home, Siming Tianshen spoke much softer this time: "Your Highness, you are awake!"

Jicheng casually said "hmm", stirred the porridge in the bowl with a spoon, and said with disgust: "Why is it white porridge?"

The ministers of heaven: "..."

Siming Tianshen forced a smile and said: "Your Highness, you are a patient now. Of course, you are not suitable for eating those big fish and meat."

Jicheng nodded: "Then it looks like we can add another account to our account."

If these guys hadn't thrown him from heaven, how could he be a patient now?

Not bothering to look up at the shocked expressions of several ministers in Xuantian Mirror, Jicheng scooped up the white porridge with a spoon gracefully and ate it - even if he disliked it, he still wanted to fill his stomach.

After finishing the bowl of porridge, Jicheng also took the fever-reducing medicine. Si Ming Tianshen asked without giving up: "His Royal Highness...the affairs of the Lu family..."

Jicheng didn't even think about it: "I don't."

He elegantly picked up a tissue and wiped his mouth: "Isn't it fun to be a gold miner? Why should I participate in their wealthy family fight?"

"But……"

Siming Tianshen was still trying to struggle, but when he saw that Jicheng had moved the small table and got out of bed, he was immediately startled: "Your Highness, what do you want to do?"

Jicheng picked up the empty bowl: "Put the bowl back in the kitchen, and then go take a shower."

He looked back with a half-smile but said, "Why, you won't continue to watch me even taking a shower, will you?"

The next second, Xuantian Mirror disappeared into the air at the speed of light.

Jicheng chuckled, but did not open the door and go out. Instead, he walked around the bedroom and took out a laptop from his backpack.

He dipped the water in the glass and drew a mysterious symbol on the back of the computer. Then he turned on the computer and entered a large series of command characters with his fingers. After a few seconds, the computer screen flashed a few times, and a person's name popped up. Video coming.

The background on the other end of the video is very different from the 3467 small world where Ji Cheng is, and it is also different from the heaven. The appearance of the person on the other end of the video is also different from that of ordinary humans. His skin has a metallic texture, and there are several micro robots flying around him. He was quite surprised to see Ji Cheng like this: "What new tricks are you playing, Your Highness?"

Ji Cheng said impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense, Zhan Qing, where is the scientific and technological information about computers and networks stored in your universe? Send me a copy."