Artificial Wizard Growth Log

Pang Kyushu's parents, from the outside world, are a typical family of government servants.

His father, Pang Chuan, was a sentinel, an official of the Ministry of Education, and had a high position. He had an office exclusively for him in the Ark Building, the political center of the Federation. Although the floor was a bit low, he was also a successful person in the eyes of others.

His mother, Ke Alice, was born in a veteran political family. His father, Ke Ruhai, is 130 years old and has a permanent honorary seat in the Federal Parliament. It is also his support that brought Pang Chuan to his current position.

The couple's two sons, whether they graduated from the Law Department of Yongming University and have been admitted to civil servants, seem to be preparing to succeed their father, Pang Anshan, or study at the National Defense Military University in the capital, were appreciated by Lieutenant General An Huaichun and accepted as students. Pang Kyushu is the best among his peers.

Such a family should be peaceful and happy, full of happiness.

……how is this possible.

Not to mention the rumors circulating outside that Pang Chuan belonged to the Ke family, but from Pang Jiuzhou's own point of view, this family is [-] miles away from happiness.

The father who has no skills, only pleases his wife and father-in-law, treats himself as a princess, and lives in a private world. The mother, who is said to love her daughter but rarely shows up in the family, has outstanding talents, but is treated as a big brother of a doll by her mother, And myself who used various means to attract family members' attention, but still didn't get any attention.

After being sent to Gold Mercury at the age of 12, Pang Jiuzhou, who finally understood the family model of normal people, was very puzzled why such a family existed, relying on his father's humility?

Then, in the future, he must never become like Pang Chuan.

The 12-year-old rebellious boy went further and further on the road of secondary school.

Nine years have passed, and the 21-year-old Pang Kyushu has not recovered from his secondary illness. Judging from the current manifestations of the disease, there is little hope of treatment.

After barely staying at home for one night, when he woke up the next day and found himself covered in ashes, Pang Jiuzhou almost thought that there was something wrong with his brain last night.

What's wrong with simply staying in a hotel like everyone else?How tired and sleepy is he that he can't even wait for a cleaning robot to simply dust off this room?His brain must have been gnawed by a brain worm last night, right?

Pang Jiuzhou, who doubted himself in his heart, got up early in the morning and sighed. He could only take a shower in his ashen body, and returned to his bedroom with a towel on. The school uniform of No. [-] Elementary School.

Pang Kyushu: "..."

Although he knew that this room had never been tidied up after he left, the impact of facing the fact that his father didn't love his mother or his mother was still a bit powerful.

He mentioned the school uniform and lamented for a few seconds how small he was nine years ago. Before he could put it down, a man pushed open the door of his room.

Because there were three sentinels in the family, the building of the Ke Mansion specifically required sound-blocking, so Pang Jiuzhou didn't notice the man's arrival at all before the man turned the doorknob.

Suddenly seeing this funny scene in the room, the man couldn't help but fell silent.

Pang Jiuzhou was not surprised, he raised his eyebrows, and squinted at the man with disdain, "After all, you have been in the so-called high society for so many years, and you haven't even learned how to knock on doors, Pang Chuan?"

The middle-aged man, who had a fat body and seemed to have no energy, was taken aback for a moment before jumping up a few seconds later.

"How can you call your father's name directly!"

"Hehe," Pang Jiuzhou sneered, "When I'm angry, even if it's your father, I'll just call him by name, so what's the point of calling your name now."

Pang Chuan: "You!"

The middle-aged man couldn't hold back the momentum of his young and energetic son at all. Pang Chuan, who was never the one giving orders at home, was so angry that he slammed the door, but the black-haired sentry stared at the closed door after he slammed the door. He looked at the door and returned to the clothes in his hand after a long while.

The primary school uniform is full of childishness, but Pang Kyushu knows that he will never return to before he was 12 years old.

Change back to the little boy who longed for family affection.

It doesn't matter, he thought happily, love is enough.

Today is the back-to-school day, and I can finally see Xia Zuo after a month. Thinking about it, I'm still a little excited.

When Pang Jiuzhou went downstairs, what he saw was his father, mother and eldest brother eating breakfast around a long dining table in the restaurant and separated by a long distance.

A small plate of fruit and a glass of water are placed on the huge dining table, which looks really cold and a bit shabby.

Obviously not without money...

Unexpectedly, he hadn't come back for so many years, but the breakfast at home was as unappetizing as ever.

The black-haired sentry suddenly felt that he should go out to eat.

Ke Alice, who was sitting at the main seat at the dining table, slowly forked the fruit with a small fork. All the fruits on her plate were cut for him by Pang Chuan on the side. With a big beer belly, he struggled to pour the cut fruit into his wife's plate across the long table.

Obviously it was a job done by a robot, but Madam Pang refused to see a robot appearing in her sight because she was not used to the service of a robot—so all the cleaning robots in the Kefu were hidden in the basement—for her, watching her husband sweat profusely The appearance of cutting fruit in embarrassment seems to be one of the joys of life. By the way, Ke Fu's breakfast is so light that it can't fill her stomach at all. She also asks the whole family to accompany her because she wants to maintain her figure.

From Pang Jiuzhou's point of view, the breakfast was so small that it was not enough for him to eat in one bite, but three people ate it for half an hour. Ke Alice put down the knife and fork, and the other two breathed a sigh of relief.

But the farce was not over yet.

It changed from mime to sound drama.

As if on the stage, the non-mainstream lady Ke Alice wiped her mouth with a napkin, and suddenly said in a soft and long tone: "Baby Anshan."

Pang Anshan hummed very seriously.

"Have you received your transfer order to the personnel department?"

"No news yet."

"You have to enter the personnel department, do you know that?"

"Yes, mother."

After the mother and son finished their false and warm exchange, Pang Chuan didn't dare to intervene, and the three got up and left together, and the drama ended perfectly.

Pang Jiuzhou stood on the stairs and looked at the corners of his mouth twitching.

He didn't feel much when he was young back then, but now it seems that anyone in his family can be described as sick, right?

The sentinel didn't feel that he had scolded himself in it at all.

After watching the three people leave, he went downstairs slowly, and found that the kitchen hadn't prepared his food at all.

When he left with his luggage, he met Pang Anshan at the door.

His elder brother seemed to be waiting for him specially. When he saw him coming out, he immediately gave him a training session. Pang Jiuzhou didn't bother to pay attention to him. He slowly changed his shoes at the entrance, pushed open the door, and went out, but lit the smoked a cigarette.

He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled the smoke ring.

Pang Anshan's lecture is coming to an end, "...you don't want to think about yourself, you should also think about our family. You can't embarrass the Pang family."

"Are you from the Pang family?" Facing his elder brother Pang Jiuzhou, he still disdainfully said, "Aren't you from the Ke family?"

"I……"

Pang Jiuzhou interrupted him, "Little baby, go and wait for the transfer order obediently, and fulfill your mother's wish well."

"you……"

This time what interrupted Pang Anshan was the sound of Pang Jiuzhou closing the door forcefully when he left.

The black-haired sentry thought, isn't it just slamming the door?Who wouldn't?

Pang Jiuzhou's mood did not improve until he returned to the University Satellite of the National University of the Capital.

The military academy’s atmosphere similar to a barracks made him relax. He threw his luggage into his dormitory, and when he found that Xia Zuo hadn’t arrived, he went to Wang Cen’s dormitory to move back some of his sundries, and put them in a place that had been vacant for a semester. on the bookshelf.

If An Huaichun saw his things here, he would definitely have black lines all over his head.

Although he promised not to bring prohibited ammunition to the school again, the things that Pang Kyushu had brought before would not be so stupid as to destroy them. After all, accidents are the most common thing in the world. Maybe these things will still work in the future?If it doesn't work, it won't get moldy here.

What's more, all soldiers, even the reserve ones, are obsessed with arms to some extent. These arms are all picked up by his smuggled brothers for him to play with. It can be said that they are Pang Kyushu's collection. .

Because only Xia Zuo lived in this dormitory last semester, the aura of the gray-haired boy was almost occupied, even after a month, it only dissipated a little. Pang Jiuzhou stood in the middle of the dormitory, took a deep breath, and held it in his lungs After a long time, he spit it out slowly.

I really miss that little boy.

He patted himself on the forehead, rolled up his sleeves, and started cleaning.

Because it is necessary to cultivate the hands-on ability of the reserve, the school regulations do not allow the use of cleaning robots in the student dormitory. Of course, Xia Zuo, who lives in the research institute, does not know how to do housework. He has low requirements for the living environment, so he seldom cleans. , Pang Jiuzhou glanced at it, and he was sure that the last time the dormitory was cleaned was when Xia Zuo had a fever.

The sentinel put the attribute of not being able to do housework on Xia Zuo, and suddenly felt that the other party was really cute.

He can do housework but Xia Zuo can't. Doesn't this matching attribute mean that they are a perfect match?

A day ago, I felt tired just staring at the cleaning robot cleaning, but now I am very excited because of cleaning. In addition to the second disease, Pang Jiuzhou, who has the attribute of neuropathy, mopped the floor and wiped the table all morning, washed the two sheets by hand and hung them on the windowsill It wasn't enough to extend the hanger and excitedly brush the bathroom to make it shiny. He went to the campus supermarket to buy ingredients and started cooking.

Just as he imagined, when Xia Zuo, a foodie, opened the door of the dormitory when he was a child, the first thing he noticed was the aroma of the food.

Pang Kyushu, who violated the school rules and fired privately, just turned his head. The tall sentinel was wearing a blue and white plaid apron and a triangle scarf, smiling and greeting Xia Zuo with a spatula.

"Yo, you're back?"

Xia Zuo: "..."

In this horrifying scene, he must have traveled to a different space, right?