23: Chapter 23 Full Moon Banquet (Part 1): Big Shots Gather, What Kind of Gifts Do They Give?

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, a month had passed.

During this month, many major events occurred at the 301 Sanatorium.

First was the all-nighter Wang Dachui and Su Qianqian pulled in the laboratory that night.

Although no one knew exactly what happened, when Su Qianqian emerged the next day with dark circles under her eyes, she was clutching a bottle of emerald-green medicinal liquid exuding astonishing Spiritual Qi—the Spirit-Gathering Liquid.

After testing, the efficacy of this medicinal liquid was ten times that of a beast crystal core of the same volume, and it had absolutely no side effects!

This achievement directly elevated Su Qianqian's status in the Academy of Sciences to legendary levels and kept that arrogant Pharmacist Sun locked away for several days.

Secondly, there was today's main event—the full moon banquet for China's first "God Child," little Wang Zhentian!

Although the frontline war was tense, the country's top leadership unanimously believed that in this darkest moment, a joyous occasion was needed to dispel the gloom and boost the morale of the military and the people.

Therefore, although this full moon banquet was not broadcast publicly, the caliber of the invited guests was astronomically high.

The largest banquet hall in the 301 Sanatorium was decked out in festive decorations and permeated with Spiritual Qi.

The waiters responsible for serving tea and water were all Grade C Awakeners.

Those responsible for security at the entrance were two fully armed half-step Grandmasters!

"This is too exaggerated…"

Wang Dachui, wearing a well-tailored black Zhongshan suit with a large red flower pinned to his chest, stood at the entrance greeting guests, his mouth curling wildly as he looked at the thick gift list in his hand.

"Director Zhao, how can I accept this?"

Wang Dachui looked at Director Zhao Gang, who had just walked in. Although he said he was embarrassed, his hands were very honest as he took the gift box handed over by Director Zhao Gang.

Director Zhao Gang laughed heartily and patted Wang Dachui on the shoulder: "Consultant Wang, this isn't my personal gift; it's the heartfelt sentiment from all our brothers at the Bureau of Paranormal Affairs!"

"Five hundred Tier 3 beast crystal cores! Ten Tier 4 beast king crystal cores! Plus a box of specially made high-energy baby bottles!"

"The brothers said that the God Child is our future hope, so he must never go hungry!"

"Thank the brothers for me!" Wang Dachui was so moved he almost teared up.

These weren't just crystal cores; this was clearly his son's rations for the next month! He saved a huge fortune!

Immediately after, representatives from the Academy of Sciences arrived.

Su Qianqian rarely swapped her lab coat today for a light purple evening gown, looking intellectual and elegant.

Of course, that was if one ignored the cyberpunk-style metal case she was carrying.

"This is the 'Cub Guardian' micro-exoskeleton newly developed by the Academy of Sciences."

Su Qianqian pushed up her glasses, "It has a built-in energy shield capable of withstanding a full-force blow from a Grandmaster. Even if the young master trips while learning to walk later, he could dent the floor without feeling any pain."

Wang Dachui gave a thumbs up: "As expected of the child's godmother, she's so thoughtful!"

Su Qianqian blushed, glared at him, and walked in quickly.

As time passed, big shots who could trigger earthquakes just by stomping their feet in the Blue Star arrived one after another.

Generals from the military, Clan Chiefs of Hidden Families, provincial governors...

The gifts they brought were worth no less than tens of millions.

Longevity locks made of millennium-old warm jade, diapers woven from mutated silkworm silk, teething sticks polished from Dragon bones...

Wang Dachui felt that the gifts he received today could buy half the Earth.

"Yo, isn't this Pharmacist Sun?"

Just then, a discordant figure appeared at the entrance.

It was none other than the descendant of the Medicine King Valley who had been slapped in the face last time, Pharmacist Sun.

His complexion still didn't look good today, but he bit the bullet and came anyway.

After all, this was a banquet personally ordered by Old Ancestor Dragon. If Medicine King Valley dared not to come, that would be showing disrespect.

"Hmph." Pharmacist Sun snorted coldly and, very reluctantly, took out a mahogany box and slammed it onto the gift-receiving table.

"Medicine King Valley presents one five-hundred-year-old blood ginseng!"

"Wishing the God Child… good health."

The surrounding guests gasped.

A five-hundred-year-old blood ginseng?

This was a sacred medicine capable of bringing the dead back to life and regrowing flesh and bones!

Although Medicine King Valley was forced to bow its head this time, this gesture was indeed significant.

Wang Dachui accepted the box with a smile, and even opened it to smell it on the spot: "Hmm, this is indeed good stuff. No flour mixed in this time, right?"

Pharmacist Sun was so angry his beard trembled, and he almost exploded on the spot: "You!!"

"Just kidding, don't take it to heart, Elder Sun." Wang Dachui waved his hand, "Please go in, arrange Elder Sun at… hmm, the kids' table."

After making Pharmacist Sun furious, the banquet officially began.

The lights dimmed, and a spotlight hit the center of the stage.

Amidst the attention of all, General Leng Feng carried the protagonist of the day, Wang Zhentian, and walked slowly onto the stage.

Today, General Leng Feng was wearing a red cheongsam, tall and imposing, yet with a tenderness that revealed her new role as a mother.

Her SS-rank aura was restrained within her body, yet it still made people afraid to look directly at her.

And in her arms, that legendary "God Child" was currently… sound asleep.

Little Zhentian was wearing a red belly band, with that pile of longevity locks hanging around his neck, sleeping so sweetly, with glistening drool hanging from the corner of his mouth.

Even though the applause around them was thunderous, he showed no signs of waking up.

"This…" The guests below looked at each other, and whispers began to spread.

"Is this the God Child? Why is he sleeping the whole time?"

"I heard the commotion at birth was huge, why does he look… a bit dull at the full moon?"

"Could his Foundation be damaged? After all, in this Age of Dharma Decline, Innate deficiencies are common."

"Sigh, if that's the case, it's such a pity. The offspring of a Perfect Primarch and an S-rank War God is actually a sleepyhead?"

Pharmacist Sun, sitting in the corner, finally found a chance to counterattack.

He picked up his wine glass and said sarcastically: "You all might not know. This so-called Ancient Sacred Body is recorded in ancient books as a Physique that devours heaven and earth."

"But in today's world where Spiritual Qi is thin, this Physique is just a burden."

"In my opinion, this child isn't sleeping; his Divine Soul is exhausted, and he is forced to hibernate to save his life."

"Simply put, he's just a… cripple who will never grow up."

His voice wasn't loud, but everyone present was an Awakener with sharp ears and clear eyes, so they heard it clearly.

The originally warm atmosphere cooled down instantly.

Many people looked at the stage with eyes that changed from envy to pity, and even a hint of suspicion.

If the "God Child" whom the country poured resources into cultivating was a vegetable who would never wake up, wouldn't that be the biggest joke?

Wang Dachui stood on the stage, listening to the discussions below, especially Pharmacist Sun's harsh words "cripple."

He wasn't angry. Instead, he sneered in his heart.

A cripple?

You mortals don't know anything!

My son is "AFK leveling up"!

Besides, he specifically didn't feed his son breakfast today just for this moment.

"System." Wang Dachui muttered in his heart, "Are you ready?"

[System prompt: Rest assured, Host.]

[Detected large amounts of high-energy reactions in the vicinity (treasures, weapons, and crystal cores carried by the guests).]

[The young master's hunger is Awakening.]

[Time until Awakening: 3, 2, 1...]

Wang Dachui stepped forward, took the microphone, and scanned the audience.

In his eyes, which had returned to being young and handsome, flashed a confident light.

"Everyone."

"Thank you all for coming to my son's full moon banquet."

"Just now I heard someone say that my son is a sleepyhead, a cripple?"

His gaze was like a sword, piercing straight at Pharmacist Sun.

Pharmacist Sun felt a chill, but still stiffened his neck and said: "Isn't he? I see him sleeping on stage like a dead pig, with no spiritual nature at all!"

"Hehe." Wang Dachui laughed.

"Since everyone has doubts, let's follow the rules of our ancestors."

"I won't explain; let's go straight to—the 'Grab Week' ceremony!"

He waved his hand, and several staff members carried up a huge mahogany long table.

On it were laid out various items symbolizing the future: a writing brush representing literature, a gold ingot representing wealth, an official seal representing power, a chip representing technology…

And a jade pendant emitting an eerie green light that Pharmacist Sun had thrown on there to "add to the fun," but in reality, to cause trouble.

"Son." Wang Dachui leaned into General Leng Feng's arms, gently pinched little Zhentian's nose, and whispered: "Stop sleeping."

"Time to eat."

"See those things on the table? If anyone dares to say you're a cripple, you… snatch the hell out of it!"

As soon as the words fell.

Little Wang Zhentian, who had been fast asleep, suddenly opened his tightly closed eyes!

His left eye was like the sun, and his right eye was like the moon.

The golden vertical mark between his eyebrows erupted with blinding light!

A terrifying aura from the ancient era instantly enveloped the entire banquet hall!