His Overlord Omega

Hearing this, Zhang Han was at a loss for words for a while, and then he realized his mistake. In the past, since the death of his mother and grandmother, there was no one who cared about him in this world, and his life could almost be said to be squandered by himself. , it doesn't matter, but it will be different in the future.

He has Song Yang, Song Yang cares so much about him, how can he bear to make Song Yang sad, it seems that even if it is for Song Yang, he will have to cherish his life from now on.

The corner of Zhang Han's mouth was still there, "I will listen to you, and I will pay more attention to safety in the future."

"After all, I don't want someone to be a widow at a young age"——Zhang Han walked with his head in his arms, his tone a little teasing.

"Fool," Song Yang flicked Zhang Han's head lightly, "That's called a widower."

Zhang Han was a little unconvinced, and pouted, "Take it as if I don't understand, I, I, if you calculate carefully, I should be the husband and you are the wife. If I die, of course you have to be a widow, that is, a widow. "

"Okay, okay," Song Yang was thoroughly amused by Zhang Han's good face, "I'm the wife, you're the husband."

"However, don't talk about life and death again in the future. I will feel uncomfortable when I hear it."

"That's pretty much the same." Zhang Han felt complacent when he got the advantage.

The two walked through the long glass passage, and the eyes suddenly became clear.

This is a huge hall, not so much a hall as a garden with a ceiling.

The garden is so big that you can't see the side at a glance, and the ceiling above is also quite high. The light of the chandelier is a gentle warm yellow, with a heating function, almost like a small artificial sun.

The floor of this hall is not laid with any material floor, but a pure soil floor. The soil is full of flowers and plants, lush and lush, and there is a sound of insects from time to time among the grass.

Zhang Han leaned over and grabbed a handful of soil, crushed it in the palm of his hand, and smelled the scent of wet soil mixed with green grass.

Song Yang explained to him, "These are all brought down from the ground, and the natural environment in this hall is no different from that on the ground."

Zhang Han was amazed, and he began to admire the sunspot author's imagination, pointing to where to hit.

In the distance, there were two yo-yo sounds, which sounded like the bleating of a deer.

Zhang Hannahan, when he got closer, realized that it was indeed two deer cuddling each other, gnawing on the vegetation on the ground.

Behind the two deer is the huge glass curtain wall of this hall. The super-strength glass cuts off the ultra-high pressure seawater outside, but the scene outside is clearly illuminated by the peripheral lights on the glass curtain wall.

Outside is a submarine volcano, spewing bubbles outward, exuding heat, oxygen, and some trace elements.

Zhang Han opened his eyes wide curiously, and took a closer look.

The place where the volcano erupts is covered with a layer of colorful algae-like substances, and there are some small fish that cannot see their eyes, shuttling among these algae.

A small fish swam over and kissed the deer clinging to the glass cover.

It is really a wonder of the world!

However, soon, another deer, which was bigger, seemed to have discovered the partner's infidelity, barked twice angrily, and pushed the deer's body against the glass cover with its horns.

The "unfaithful" deer lowered its head disheveledly, rubbed against the big deer's body, and barked softly, as if apologizing or justifying itself.

Zhang Han couldn't help but laugh.

He couldn't help but said to Song Yang, "Look, it's unexpected that these two deer are still a pair, and the bigger deer seems to be jealous." Yang felt itchy in his heart.

Song Yang intentionally teased him, "However, baby, have you noticed that these two deer are male."

Zhang Han looked at the antlers of the two deer, then glanced down quietly, his face turned red immediately.

Really two stags...

After passing through this garden imitating the ecology of the surface, there is a gate in front of you.

Song Yang introduced, "This is where Shangguan Huang's two fathers live. They should be waiting for us in the living room right now."

After all, he raised his hand to press the switch of this door.

"Hey, wait a minute" Zhang Han interrupted him.

"I'm a little nervous," Zhang Han said shyly.

"Hey, what's the matter, baby, didn't you say everything, they both exist only in the form of brain waves, besides, they are Shangguan Huang's parents, not my biological parents."

Zhang Han lowered his head, shrunk and said, "That's right, but..."

However, he loves the house and loves Wu, he likes Song Yang, and even cares about everything related to Song Yang, even if he knows that they are not Song Yang's biological "parents" and they are not real people, but he always feels that , There is a sense of ritual of "meeting parents" in it.So feeling tense and anxious.

"They, what kind of people are they?"

"The richest family in the world, the two parents must be top-notch successful people, right?" Zhang Han asked, feeling a little worried.

For the first time, he had the idea of ​​worrying about being looked down upon by others, which he never had in the real world when he was the president.

There are people beyond others, and there is a sky beyond the sky, Zhang Han thought, the two parents who have succeeded to such a degree, when they meet later, he must be able to feel the strong personality charm of them.

Song Yang was amused when he heard it, "What kind of people are they, you'll know when you meet them."

"Relax," Song Yang said while helping Zhang Han squeeze the tense muscles on his back, "They are all very hospitable people."

"Besides, I have everything, huh?" Song Yang whispered in Zhang Han's ear. For some reason, Song Yang's magnetic voice seemed to have a magical charm. Anxiety disappeared.

"Well," Zhang Han nodded, and pressed the button on the door with his own hands...

The door slowly opened towards both sides, and a dazzling light radiated out. Song Yang thoughtfully protected Zhang Han's eyes, allowing him to slowly adapt to the super high brightness.

After a long time, Zhang Han slowly opened his eyes.

The room in front of me is quite large, it can be said to be glittering with gold, as big as the walls around, as small as a teacup on the table, and every place and every object in the room is made of gold, diamonds, white marble, Made of blue and white porcelain, amber, agate, jewelry of various colors...

Such a resplendent underwater palace, let alone seen it, I am afraid that fairy tales dare not write like this.

Although Nangong Mohism is already quite deep, looking around the huge underwater palace, Zhang Han was still so surprised that his mouth opened wide.

Zhang Han's eyes finally looked around the big and trenched palace, and finally, his eyes fell on the center of the palace. He gasped, and his jaw almost fell from the shock of what he saw!

This picture has an unparalleled picture impact, making Zhang Han almost doubt whether there is something wrong with his eyes.

I saw——in the middle of the palace, two big men with bare upper body, sweating profusely, beer bellies, and armpit hair could not cover them, were waving their arms to fan the wind, and they were actually having a barbecue!

The two of them have exaggerated and huge dragon tattoos on their upper bodies, spreading from their chests to their waists. On their thick necks, there are 24k ultra-thick, thick, almost blinding dog chains hanging on their thick necks. Pure gold chains, they held the fan made of gold leaf and waved the smoke from the barbecue, one seemed to be choked by the smoke, and said "ha-bah-".

He even spit on the nanmu floor...

The sound of spitting is majestic and heroic!

Zhang Han: "..." Am I deaf or blind?

Zhang Han stood there in a daze for a long time before he managed to squeeze out a sentence: "They are your parents now?"

Song Yang suppressed his laughter and nodded frantically, "Yes, how about it, I said they are approachable and down-to-earth, right?"

Zhang Han looked at what happened to the world, and nodded with difficulty.

"Oh, my son is back." Seeing them, a sturdy man waved to them, "Come and sit, come and sit" with a rough voice like a tiger roaring.

"Master Nangong, come on, sit here." Another man with almost the same stature put his arm around Zhang Han and said, pointing to the white jade chair beside him.

Zhang Han was covered in sweat, and he forced himself to show an awkward yet polite smile, "Thank you, thank you..."

It's obviously an invitation to treat guests, but how come it comes out of their mouths, making people feel so threatened?Zhang Han didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and sat down beside him tremblingly.

Just sitting opposite Song Yang.

Song Yang introduced to Zhang Han solemnly, "This is my big dad, and this is my young dad."

Zhang Han looked over following Song Yang's gestures, and saw that the two of them were almost equally tough and fierce.

Zhang Han: "..." No, is there a difference?

Besides, is it really suitable for such a rough person to be a little dad?Zhang Han couldn't laugh or cry.

However, in order to make a good impression on the parents, he could only pretend to say hello obediently, "Hi, uncles..."

"Why do you call him uncle!" Daddy Shangguan Huang raised his eyebrows and patted the table.

Zhang Han was taken aback. Looking at the two people in front of him who fit the aura of local tyrants, he thought to himself, could it be that they should be called masters?

Zhang Han almost squeezed out such a probing tone from his teeth, "...Master?"

Zhang Han only felt that his old face was about to be lost.

These words amused Shangguan Huang's eldest father, and he let out a thick and thick laugh.

Shangguan Huang's younger dad looked at his older dad, with a resentful expression on his face, he waved his hands and said, "Forget it, forget it, stop teasing this silly boy, just explain it to him."

After finishing speaking, he turned to Zhang Han, "We already know what happened between you and our family, Ah Huang. Now, this parent has also seen it. Why, are you still going to call him uncle?"

Zhang Han: "..."

Shangguan Huang's little dad stared at Zhang Han, and said in an extremely serious tone:

"So, when are you going to change your name to Dad?"

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The next chapter opens the palace world of the Qing Dynasty

Alas... fast wear made me write it as slow wear,

It took so long to finish writing, vomiting blood...