[Chapter 2: The Bad Liar] Oh my God, I see a living fool

"The little young master's body is no longer in serious trouble, but he is probably frightened, so it's better to recuperate for the past two days."

After the doctor gave Ye Zhao a physical examination, he exchanged a few words with Ye Mingxun, and was personally sent out by the housekeeper.

After watching them leave, Ye Mingxun set his eyes on his son on the bed.

Ye Zhao knew that his father was asking, "What's the matter?"

There was no blood on his already pale face at the moment, but it was really like the doctor had just said that he was "frightened". After taking a deep breath, he whispered, "I had a fight with Vayl at the banquet. ”

Ye Mingxun showed a look of "sure enough" on his face.

"The railing of the staircase was a little low, and I slipped on the soles of my feet and fell off them." Ye Zhao simply closed his eyes and confessed all the "facts" that Ye Mingxun wanted to know.

In fact, he knew best whether he had stumbled and fallen, and the force of the hand pushing him from behind was so strong that he could still feel it now, as evidenced by the bruises on his waist that the doctor was also very puzzled by.

Although he was reborn after he fainted, he remembered all the in his previous life.

Anyway, Ye Mingxun probably won't believe himself, and he doesn't want to be stupid enough to push everything together like in the previous life, after all, only Ye Zhao himself knows about "someone pushed him", and after he said it in the previous life, he was even bitten back and made trouble unreasonably, so that Ye Mingxun was locked up for a month.

If you don't say it, these accounts will be slowly settled in the future.

After Ye Mingxun reprimanded him for a few words of "stubbornness", he still ordered someone to get some ointment and personally apply it to Ye Zhao's red, swollen and bruises.

After all, he was still not at ease when others came, and his little son didn't know how much he had broken his heart.

"It hurts." Ye Zhao deliberately burst into tears.

"It's good to hurt you!" Ye Mingxun glared at him fiercely, but he still relaxed the movements in his hands.

Ye Zhao looked at the man in front of him who was still radiant, and his heart was a little sour.

This is his father...... The haggard man with white hair in his previous life must have experienced a lot of suffering.

"Don't clash with those people in the future," the father and son were silent for a long time, but Ye Mingxun still chose to speak, "Your ability ......" can only be more disadvantaged.

He didn't say the second half of the sentence, for fear of hurting Ye Zhao's heart.

Where would Ye Zhao not know what Ye Mingxun wanted to say. Ye Mingxun always told himself this before, but he only regarded himself as a father and disliked himself as a useless waste, and after he later understood this kind of vague love, the person who had been expecting his response was no longer there.

He held Ye Mingxun's hand to apply the medicine to him, and slowly said in his father's surprised eyes: "I won't let you worry about it in the future." ”

It's a promise, but it's also a self-reproach.

Since fate has given him a chance to do it all over again, he must take advantage of it no matter what.

Ye Mingxun's heart surged violently, and finally turned his face away: "I hope it's true." ”

If Ye Mingxun had been in the past, he would definitely not believe this kind of words, but I don't know why Ye Zhao always gave him a different feeling today, as if he was ...... After a fall, it suddenly grows up.

Ye Mingxun thought about it and felt that this should be his own delusion, but he still had the idea of luck - what if?

If it weren't for the sudden change at the age of five, how could his son have become the laughing stock of the entire high society of Boero Emperor as he is now, how could he even say a word out loud in the eyes of others...... He should have been one of the brightest stars in this empire!

"Father," Ye Zhao's eyes flashed, "You wait for me a little longer." ”

Ye Mingxun looked at him puzzled.

"A qiē that belongs to me will be back soon......" He held Ye Mingxun's hand tightly.

"The glory that belongs to the Ye family, I will definitely take it back with my own hands!"

Ye Mingxun was shocked in his heart: he was convinced of Ye Zhao's words for no reason!

After Ye Mingxun also left, Ye Zhao was the only one left in the room.

He should have fallen asleep and rested, but he opened his eyes almost the moment Ye Mingxun closed the door.

His father might still think that what he had just said was unrealistic rhetoric, but he knew very well that he was not joking.

The portable light brain on his wrist glowed slightly blue in the dimly lit room, and he pondered for a moment before removing it and holding it up in front of him.

This is an ordinary light brain, which is almost one in everyone's hands in the era of the highly developed universe of science and technology. The reason why it was able to attract Ye Zhao was simply because it didn't belong to him.

There are generally two types of portable light brains: wrist type and pendant type, although for the convenience of most people, they generally choose wrist type, but Ye Zhao is an outlier.

Just like some "non-mainstream" in the ancient earth period, in order to attract other people's strange eyes, he deliberately chose pendant-type light brains that others don't use, and they are the most pompous ones.

No matter what time it was, Ye Zhao didn't have any memory of this light brain, it seemed to appear out of thin air, making Ye Zhao unable to ignore it.

He clicked on the main screen, and a point of light was immediately ejected from it, and after shaking in front of Ye Zhao, it slowly fell to the ground on the side.

Ye Zhao sat up from the bed.

The points of light that fell on the ground became brighter and brighter, and finally even turned into a somewhat dazzling light. Despite this, Ye Zhao didn't look away, and not long after, the point of light dimmed again and flew back into the light brain.

Ye Zhao gently rubbed the light brain that looked featureless, with a smile on his lips.

This is probably his golden finger.

In some countries of the ancient earth period, there were "prophets", and it was rumored that those prophets knew astronomy and geography, and were omniscient and omnipotent. And this light brain is the so-called "prophet" of this world.

Omniscient, omniscient - naturally it is impossible, but as long as it is a number that has been recorded by the star network, no matter how secret the permissions are set, even if it is permanently deleted, as long as you want to look it up, you can look it up through the light brain. And...... Ye Zhao, who was suddenly buffed with the protagonist's aura, found that this light brain would always take the initiative to provide him with some useful information at certain moments.

He touched his earlobe, looking closely at the line of text that appeared in his brain.

"Stolia Auction Center ......"

Ye Zhao's face had a smile of ambition.

It's time for a different posture to appear in front of the world.

***

A day later, a transaction information appeared on the official trading platform of the empire on the Star Network: someone was willing to exchange two pieces of liquid perovskite rough for an invitation to the Storia Auction Center in a month.

Soon, almost everyone's eyes were drawn to this message.

In the era of new mechas, a piece of liquid titanium the size of a fist is enough for an ordinary combat B-class mecha to last for a year, and it is the most sought-after mecha fuel in the interstellar world. Unfortunately, because this ore is too scarce, the price of liquid titanium on the market is also ridiculously high.

This person actually took out two rough stones at once, just to exchange them for an invitation.

How could someone with such financial resources not even get an invitation to the auction!

Although the outside world is talking about how high the threshold of the Storia Auction Center is, ordinary people can't enter it at all, but everyone also knows that the people in the upper class of the Emperor Star, even if you are a rich man, the auction center will send you an invitation letter - not to mention that he is still a rich man who can take out two pieces of liquid perovskite rough at once!

So it didn't take long for most people to conclude that this was a clumsy liar.

Dior jumped to his feet in a hurry, pointed at Ye Zhao's nose and scolded: "Are you stupid?!" ”

Ye Zhao calmly pushed his hand away and continued to stare at the light brain to see if anyone was ready to make this deal with him.

Although most of the private message platforms came to scold him for being a stupid liar, he still had a heart that was neither happy nor sad.

Dio couldn't believe it, and couldn't understand how he had such a stupid nephew. He said bitterly: "If you want an invitation, just get it with your dead ghost father?" "Can you be such a loser!

"I don't want my father to know."

"Then you can't change your chips? Do you know how valuable a rough stone is! ”

Ye Zhao carefully looked at the light brain on his wrist, and said faintly: "I can have more of this kind of stone." ”

What's more, he really can't come up with anything other than these two stones that would attract traders. Most of the people who can get the invitation letter are either rich or expensive, and those local tyrants are naturally not bad for money, not to mention that most of them also regard this kind of invitation as a status symbol. The real nobles don't take this to heart, so Ye Zhao's trading partners can only be these people.

Thinking about it, only these two rough stones can be regarded as rare.

Dio thought he was crazy.

He looked strange: "Big nephew, don't you fall from the upstairs two days ago and make your brain stupid, right?" "No matter how foolish Ye Zhao was in the past, he couldn't do such a stupid thing.

Ye Zhao ignored him.

"Uncle, if you're here to visit me, I want you to be quiet." Don't make me so loud that I have a head three big.

When Dior came today, he happened to see the scene of Ye Zhao submitting transaction information. He said he couldn't understand the behavior, after all, the invitation was really nothing compared to the exchange chips he offered.

What's more, this kind of behavior is highly likely to be a scam in the eyes of people on the other end of the network.

Really stupid?

Over there, Ye Zhao estimated that no one wanted to come to him to talk about this business for a while, so he talked to Dior and went to the bathroom to wash his face.

"Big nephew!" Dio's cry was like a ghost, "Oh my God, I see a living fool!" ”

Ye Zhao was stunned for a moment, and then understood:

His goal, came to the door.