15: Chapter 15 The Gold-Devouring Divine Beast

Everyone was floored.

General Leng Feng weakly raised her hand, wanting to slap Wang Dachui, but she really didn't have the strength. She could only glare at him reproachfully: "That sounds terrible, call him Xiaotian."

"Fine, fine, fine, whatever the wife says goes." Wang Dachui chuckled, just about to tease his son again.

But he saw the little guy yawn, his big, open eyes suddenly becoming unfocused.

Immediately after, a faint golden light enveloped his entire body, and he actually... fell asleep in seconds.

Dr. Su took a look at the data: "He has entered deep sleep mode. This is his body's self-protection mechanism. It seems that before finding enough high-energy food, the time he stays awake each day will not exceed ten minutes."

Wang Dachui breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness, thank goodness. If this kid needed to eat 24 hours a day, he would really have to go sell a kidney.

"Alright, let the mother and child rest."

Elder Long waved his hand, signaling everyone to exit, leaving only Wang Dachui behind.

The room quieted down.

Wang Dachui sat by the bed, looking at his sleeping wife and child. Although his body felt hollowed out, his heart was full.

Just then, the System panel popped up again.

[Ding! This production settlement is complete!]

[Although the process was thrilling, the result is perfect!]

[Rewards issued:]

[1. Host's Origin of life has been damaged, triggering the 'Break then Establish' mechanism! Perfect Primarch gene lock loosened!]

[2. Acquired passive skill: 'Fatherly Dignity' (When you fight for your child, all attributes increase by 50%).]

[3. Acquired special item: myriad world treasure finder (Elementary).]

[Description: Since you've birthed a gold-devouring beast, go find some treasure! This item can detect high-energy reactions within a 500-kilometer radius.]

Wang Dachui looked at the myriad world treasure finder and gave a wry smile.

"Great, now I've completely become a laborer."

"However..."

He looked at the gloomy sky in the distance outside the window; that was the direction of the southern front.

"For the sake of these two getting a good night's sleep, I'll do this work."

...

Meanwhile.

Thousands of kilometers away, on the coastline of the Australia continent.

This was the fourth line of defense for humanity against the Black Tide, and also the most tragic meat grinder.

A blood-soaked Chinese commander was standing on a ruined fortress, looking despairingly at the huge black shadow rising slowly from the sea like a mountain.

That was the emperor of the Black Tide—the Tier 6 sea beast "Leviathan".

And behind it was an endless tide of beasts.

"It's over..." The commander gripped the broken blade in his hand tightly, "The fourth line of defense cannot be held."

Just then, his communicator suddenly rang.

An excited voice came from the Beijing command headquarters: "Hold on! Old Zhang! You must hold on!"

"The God-Making Project has succeeded! Just a moment ago, our Son of God was born!"

"Elder Long has ordered! At all costs, hold for three months! Secure resources and time for the Son of God to grow!"

The commander was stunned for a moment.

Son of God?

That legendary hope, has it really arrived?

He turned and looked at the exhausted soldiers behind him who had already prepared to wait for death.

He took a deep breath and roared with his last bit of strength: "Brothers! Everyone, get up!"

"We have successors! Our side has birthed a deity!"

"To buy time for that child, even if we all die today, we cannot let these beasts cross a single step!"

"Kill!!!"

On the desperate line of defense, because of the cry of an infant, the flames of war were rekindled to the sky.

...

The third day after childbirth.

301 Special Sanatorium, Wang Dachui's exclusive ward.

If the delivery room three days ago was heart-stopping, then the current scene had turned into a tragic "postpartum recovery."

Of course, the object of recovery was not General Leng Feng, nor that divine infant who weighed one hundred jin at birth, but Wang Dachui himself.

"Mirror... where is my mirror?" Wang Dachui lay on the hospital bed, reaching out with a trembling voice.

Dr. Su sighed and handed him a small round mirror, her eyes full of sympathy: "Actually, it's not that bad. Modern medical aesthetics are very advanced; a few more facelifts and it can still be saved."

Wang Dachui took the mirror and looked at himself, almost suffering a myocardial infarction on the spot.

Who is that uncle in the mirror with a sallow complexion, sunken eye sockets, and graying temples?!

That handsome face that used to drive rich women crazy now looked like he had been enjoyed by dozens of rich women in turns for three days and three nights, exuding a sense of being hollowed out and world-weary.

Especially that once thick black hair, now half of it had turned gray, and his hairline had retreated a dangerously critical centimeter.

"My glorious beauty!" Wang Dachui wailed, slamming the mirror against his chest, "System! Is this what you call 'Break then Establish'? Why do I feel like I'm aging prematurely!"

[System Prompt: Host, please calm down. This is a normal phenomenon of overdrafting the Origin of life.]

[The so-called 'Break then Establish' refers to your gene lock having been forcibly forced open by a crack. As long as you replenish enough life energy, your appearance will not only recover, but you will even be more handsome and masculine than before.]

[You are currently just in a low-power state.]

"Low power? I think it's scrap!" Wang Dachui rolled his eyes, grabbed a bowl of century-old Ginseng King soup worth 100,000 Federation dollars on the table, and gulped it down like plain water.

Just then, a loud "clanging" sound came from the next room, as if the house was being demolished.

Immediately followed by the crying voice of the special nurse: "Oh no! Dr. Su! The little young master is awake again!"

"Baby bottle! Quickly bring the special alloy baby bottle! He has already bitten through three ordinary glass baby bottles!"

Hearing this commotion, Wang Dachui and Dr. Su looked at each other and sighed simultaneously.

"Let's go, let's go see that gold-devouring beast." Wang Dachui supported his waist and got out of bed.

...

The special nursery next door now had security levels higher than a nuclear arsenal.

In the center of the room was a crib made of special alloy, with railings as thick as an arm.

And our protagonist—the three-day-old Wang Zhentian, was sitting inside, his two chubby little hands grabbing the thick railings, bending them like snapping a biscuit, making dissatisfied grunts in his mouth.

"Hungry... hungry..." Although he was only three days old, the kid's intelligence and ability to express himself were already equivalent to a three-year-old child.

Moreover, his body size was growing rapidly.

When he was just born, he was a 100-jin iron lump. Now, three days later, although his weight hadn't changed much, his height had obviously shot up, looking like a chubby baby over a year old.

"Coming, coming! Oh, ancestor!"

Dr. Su rushed in, holding a titanium alloy can as big as a fire extinguisher, filled with highly concentrated exotic beast crystal core extract—commonly known as "nuclear milk powder."

Little Wang Zhentian saw the baby bottle, and the golden vertical stripes in his eyes lit up instantly.

He snatched the dozens-of-jin heavy alloy can, hugged it, and poured it into his mouth.

"Gulp, gulp..." The way he drank the milk didn't look like an infant, but rather like a Liangshan hero drinking alcohol.

In less than two minutes, a large can of high-energy liquid, enough to make a C-level Awakened explode and die, was drunk clean by him.

"Burp—" Little Wang Zhentian let out a milky-scented burp, threw the empty can aside, smashed a hole in the floor, and then rolled his eyes back, ready to sleep again.

"That's it?" Wang Dachui stood outside the glass window, watching his son who had fallen into a deep sleep again, his heart dripping with blood.

"Dr. Su, this can of milk powder... how much does it cost?"