Traveling through the apocalypse to raise a beauty

God glanced at Ning Li and found that he was indeed looking more and more like that man, but what did this have to do with Him?

Ningli stroked his head with his tail, forgetting that his companion beast's inner thoughts could be heard by its master.

Zhenqing always remembered what Zhai Yan said, that when he turned five years old, God would teach him how to use that strange supernatural power.

The little dumpling swallowed the last bite of egg custard and looked at God: "Zhai Yan's mother said that I have a special power and I need you to teach me how to use it."

Shen pulled Ningli off and was thinking about how to make it. He was stunned when he heard Zhenqing say that, then threw Ningli aside: "Yes, but you are still too young."

Zhenqing: “?”

"Baby, you seem to have misunderstood something." Shen stood up and hugged Zhenqing: "You are my child, I am God, and you are also God."

Zhenqing: “???”

"According to the lifespan of a god, you are still a cub."

"Of course, to the mutant species, you are also a cub."

Zhenqing: “???”

"The power that Zhai Yan told you cannot use is actually the power that a god should possess." The god carried Zhen Qing to the hall and continued gently, "You are too young. If you convert it into human years, you will only be one year old in a hundred years."

Although Zhenqing didn't find it strange, it was too difficult to wait: "How old do I have to be before I can use this power?"

The god tilted his head and said, "Five years old too, but according to the god's calculations, you should not be able to learn until five hundred years later."

Zhenqing: “................” Author, can I use it when this book is finished?

The god held the silent little ball in his arms and walked to the gate of the palace. Zhenqing looked up at where he was. Well, there was no road, only water. How did we get in this palace?

"Then what exactly am I?" Zhenqing's words were a little vague.

The god bit his lip. He naturally understood what Zhenqing meant. He thought for a moment and said, "Ah Qing, if you really care about this issue, I can tell you this."

"You were bred by me."

Zhenqing didn't even think about it: "Are you a hermaphrodite?"

god:"......................"

It must be said that Zhenqing's words, spoken subconsciously without thinking, silenced the omnipotent Shen Gan for the first time.

Zhenqing blinked, knowing that he had said the wrong thing, but still opened his mouth and shouted with difficulty under Shen Wuyu's expression: "Mom?"

god:"......................"

They looked at each other in silence.

Shen looked at Zhenqing, who was gradually thinking wrongly, with some helplessness. He weighed Zhenqing and called softly, "Ah Qing."

Zhenqing looked away as if nothing had happened and looked at the lotus flowers on the lake: "You continue."

The god saw that the little girl was looking away, obviously still thinking about something, so he immediately corrected her: "Gods have genders when they are born. Of the four gods that exist now, only one is female, and that is Tiandao."

"Oh." Zhenqing pursed her lips and tilted her head to glance at her father's lower body.

The god's face darkened, his dark eyes revealed a hint of anger, and he turned Tuanzi's face back to look at him: "Dear, stop looking at me."

Zhenqing said nothing and motioned for Shen to continue.

"What I mean by self-reproduction is that you were cultivated by me using my blood, essence, and divine power." Seeing that the little dumpling had calmed down, he nodded with satisfaction and continued, "In a sense, baby, you were an egg at first."

Zhenqing: “????”

Zhenqing was really confused at this moment. His big watery dark eyes widened and he looked at his hand in disbelief.

Okay, so I’m an egg-born person.

"Then how did I end up in Zhai Yan's mother's belly?" But Zhen Qing still calmed down and asked God with a frown.

"I just mentioned to you that I was seriously injured." Shen touched Zhenqing's head, "I must sleep and recuperate."

"As a woman, Zhai Yan has the most complete reproductive system. You will be born soon. I can only choose to place you in the temple and nourish you with divine power while I sleep first. When you have a few years left, I will let Ning Li force me to wake up, separate you from the eggshell, and implant you into Zhai Yan's body. I will give her a drop of my blood, and she will continue to nurture you on my behalf."

"A god can only have one child, and it is extremely difficult to conceive a child. The gestation period is more than a hundred years, and the slightest mistake will result in all the previous efforts being wasted. You have been in Zhai Yan's belly for ten years." The god frowned slightly when he said this.

Wow, it turns out that I am version 2.0 of Nezha.

"It was at this time that your soul was drawn into the turbulence of time and space, and you arrived at the world of your so-called past life.

God blamed himself a little: "I let you suffer there for more than 20 years."

Zhenqing didn't care about this and nodded: "There is still a time difference. It has been thirteen years here and twenty-two years over there. It will be twenty-three years soon."

"Yes, the two gods in charge of time and space also fell in that year." The shadows of the two gods flashed through his mind, and the god smiled bitterly.

"Ah???" Zhen Qing took a breath, "So this is why I experienced the turbulence of time and space?"

"Yes."

Zhenqing felt that the amount of information he received at one time today was a bit too much.

"You don't have to worry about who you are. You are my child. But in order for you to not be as lonely as your father, I asked the law for a gift. You can also say it is a gift from the law to celebrate your birth. It is a gift from the law to you as your godfather, so that you can grow up as an ordinary person in this new era."

"That's why you also have superpowers, baby." The god put Zhenqing down.

"I see." Zhenqing nodded and pointed at the lake, "How do we get to the lakeshore?"

God smiled, took his hand, and led him to walk on the lake.

Zhenqing found that he would not fall. He stepped on the lake surface and ripples appeared on the water. He broke free from the god's hand and started to jog. There were many water lilies on the lake. The largest lotus leaf was big enough for a grown man to lie down and sleep, while the smallest ones were only as big as his palm.

Zhenqing was full of curiosity about everything around him. The bells on the little dumpling's body were shaking as he trotted, making crisp sounds.

The god's black hair reached the ground, with red ropes wrapped around it. There were some silver bells on the red ropes. The bells would ring when he walked, but the sound was smaller and lighter than Zhenqing's bells. A crescent-shaped pendant adorned the god's forehead. He wore a loose black and gold robe, revealing his white chest, and his wide sleeves dragged on the water.

The god raised his hand to catch a flying blue butterfly, and walked slowly behind Zhenqing, his eyes full of tenderness.