Chapter 3 The permanent throne of the family

Maybe it comes from blood.

Although Omer had a very negative opinion of his biological parents and did not want to talk about them unless necessary, his father's bloodline could be traced back to a large family of demons from another world, but that family had never paid any attention to him.

Or because of bloodline.

A hybrid of demons and humans, the demonic part is recessive, so that Omo looks like a completely human. Black hair, brown eyes, no long and narrow ears, no sharp horns, no thick long tail, only

At the age of 19, he is already 1.78 meters tall, which proves that he may be considered tall and straight in two or three years. This is something he inherited from his father.

After all, according to insiders' description, his mother is only over 1.6 meters tall.

The couple were both mercenaries, free space mercenaries. They were so free that their son was left in a welfare home in the Demon Realm District when he was only one year old.

Thanks to the excellent implementation of the orphanage policy of the Holy Terra Federation, otherwise there might have been some classic orphanage bullying scenes.

But even so, among a group of children with horns, claws, and tails, Omer was one of the ones who looked out of place at first sight. It wasn't until a young vampire took him out of the Demon Realm that he finally came into contact with the real world.

A similar person who looks similar to him.

Speaking of the space mercenary profession, life and death are very random, and you may die on which planet at what time.

A combination of two people without joining other teams can make the couple's team more flexible, and also allow them to die without anyone to help report the news.

Omo has always thought that those two people were sent to him. Unfortunately, this cannot make those two people disappear completely in his own world. At least he has to face his own race, especially since his future plan is to go to the Two Worlds Security Bureau.

executive department.

This is an armed department that handles business related to time travellers, and it is also a department that often cooperates with the company where my adoptive father works.

For this reason, he had to apply for a major in Yuan Neng Wu Sect, and then take a few certificates and so on, so that he could easily submit his resume.

A simple explanation that any time traveler can understand is: to achieve something in magic or martial arts.

Only when you have enough fighting ability can you apply for a job.

For this reason, a shortcut pointed out to him by his adoptive father was the bloodline awakening ceremony.

Awakening the part of the bloodline that belongs to the devil gives him talents that directly jump several levels. As for the impression the devil gives people - the adoptive father himself is a vampire, and they are both dark creatures. Which of us will follow the other.jpg

It's a pity that there are too many mixed bloods these days. They are not so much a minority group as a majority group. Those who have awakened their bloodline need to make an appointment. According to the brand Omo got, they can wait for half a year.

It was easy to talk about adding more money, but Omer felt that there was no need to add more money. After all, he was not in a hurry. His adoptive father was still a 'useless adult' and he needed to be controlled by him to save a deposit. It was not easy to save this deposit, even if the adoptive father was willing.

He won't allow me to spend money on him.

"Can't I still buy new weapons this month?"

"Before the end of the month, you can promise not to stay in bed or be late."

"Haha, bastard boy."

It's as if the status has been reversed, as if the child wants to buy a toy but the adults don't allow it. The actual scene is the adoptive father asking the adopted son in a "low voice", and then revealing his true colors after being rejected by the adopted son.

Omer and his adoptive father Morrison Linton never had a decent father-son atmosphere.

"Where's my food?"

He has blond hair, red eyes and sharp teeth, and a young and handsome appearance. If he changes his suit into a cape, it would be in line with the appearance of vampire romance literature. At this moment, he is actually pulling on his tie backwards and preparing to take off his coat.

After all, I'm home and there's no need to pretend to be serious or rigid.

"It's on the table," Omer pointed to the blood bag on the table not far away, "There's also a bag of pig blood that I plan to make into Panmao Xuewang."

"Wow!" This was exciting news for the man. He threw the tie jacket in his hand on the sofa and walked quickly to the table to look at the large and small bags of vegetables and meat. "Is there any minced garlic?"

The man raised his eyes and looked at the young man who was tying his apron, his blood-stained pupils shining brightly.

Perhaps his superiors have never had such expectations.

"Yes!" the young man said angrily, and glanced at the bag in his hand, "What are you carrying?"

"A gift in return for visiting a neighbor," Morrison shook the bag. "Brother Vlad, who moved into the empty house next door last week, is a legal time traveler. He is not only a vampire, but also a heroic spirit. He plans to

Once we settle down, maybe we will become colleagues in the future."

I moved to Aomo last week and was thinking about it, and I remembered that I did see the unshaven, white-haired man with melancholy eyes when I went out the morning before yesterday. He looked like an empty-nest old man, and he looked strangely lonely.

Thinking of this, the young man looked at the man with more sympathy, and stopped walking towards the kitchen.

"How long have you been dragging others to chat?"

"What do you mean? Let's hit it off right away! That old man belongs to the Clock Tower, but he doesn't have many acquaintances in the Clock Tower. He is completely unfamiliar with the place. Even the time-travel permit was only obtained three days ago. I

I had a good chat with him about the world, and it took me three hours to get close to him! Remember to call him uncle when you meet him in the future!"

I beg you, please don’t use this face from an otome game and say these words like you’re making skewers at a roadside stall, okay?

Omo sighed inwardly.

He is really a nice person, but it's a pity that he has a mouth. Omer always felt that this was the reason why he didn't have an adoptive mother.

When he comes home, he either puts on a show and talks a lot, or looks like he's nagging about his career failure. This vampire really doesn't look like a vampire romantic literature should.

In fact, when Omer was still young, this guy looked nothing like a vampire except for his sub-healthy appearance.

This appearance lasted for more than thirty years until little Omer came to the rescue (x

Little Omo thinks that you are a useless adult who doesn't even have the ability to take care of himself, so he takes care of the grocery shopping, cooking, laundry, and even works part-time as an alarm clock.

Say thank you, little Omo!

"Okay, don't talk about this, let me ask you a question."

Omo, who no longer wanted to complain about the other person's lifestyle, could completely accept calling an unshaven, vicissitudes of blood uncle.

"Say." Morrison, who had just touched the remote control, looked over, noticed Omer's seriousness and restrained his sitting posture slightly.

"If I awaken my bloodline, will the demonic side affect my thinking?"

"This is the question again," Morrison's sitting posture collapsed again, turning into a lying posture, and clicked on a large screen, "Is this the sixth time you have asked this question?"

"I told you not to dwell on the devil's nature. You see, I am so stable as a vampire. It's not like I don't know your father. I took you over because I couldn't stand your parents' ways."

"There's nothing crazy about your father, he's just simply wicked."

It was true that the son was scolding his father, so the son didn't care about it.

"But I heard that the demon senior of the Archeology Department of Yuan Neng Engineering School made a mural from more than 2,000 years ago to awaken his bloodline. His whole temperament changed drastically, and he was beaten into a sieve by the Terrorist Mobile Team."

"Are you sure he didn't create the mural problem?" Morrison used the remote control as a short stick to poke Omer's forehead, "You don't know how evil your archeology department and history department are?"

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The Department of Archeology and History produce the most cyberpsychiatric and common psychiatric disorders among all departments. They can always dig up some evil stuff and attract people from the Terrorist Mobile Team, even the God's Blessing Sound Team, and even the Security Bureau of the Two Realms to deal with it.

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"Okay," Omer was temporarily convinced, but after a second thought, he added, "But I always feel that the mental state of the monster Mewtwo is a bit evil, and I wonder if I am a potential pleasure criminal like the priest from FZ.

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"It's still pleasant. You kid can't even do tax evasion." Morrison reached out his hand, and the outline of two bloody fingers appeared in front of Omer's forehead a few meters away. Then he stood up and walked towards Omer's bedroom.

He walked over and said, "Chaomeng, show me. Young man, why don't you watch something from the world? For example, watch the full moon and admire the youthful vitality that athletes should have."

"Tell me, who do you want me to pay attention to?" Omo heard the words and turned to look at the recording on the screen. The game had already started, and the audience on the screen was fully engaged in cheering for the runners running on the field.

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Ming people do not speak secretly. Although the racial stances of these two people are quite dark, Morrison still said bluntly:

"Emperor of the East China Sea. I'm keeping her safe this time. Please help me see if I can keep her safe next time."

The financial power of the family is in the hands of Omo, but it is up to him to decide what to do with the remaining money such as pocket money. Omo knows that his adoptive father has a race against the horse racing mother, that is, the combination of those human beings and the souls of horse racing horses in other worlds.

The race of elves with the instinct to run and compete is quite interesting.

You can also guess that he is not a hundred-year-old with a spring in his heart, but one who wants to touch the hotbed of sin.

But don’t mention it, ordinary gambling is probably an abyss, but the race of the horse racing girl is arranged by the supreme ruler of the Holy Federation of Terra - the strong artificial intelligence. Terra's heart, and is not as shady as ordinary horse racing events.

For the Heart of Terra, which regards the entire civilization as being used for self-evolution and compares the observation of parts, this kind of competitive entertainment event not only has the value of observation, but also is in line with its vigorous development of entertainment industry to maintain stable rule——

——So far, there are groups within the Holy Federation of Terra that are dissatisfied with AI rule. The Heart of Terra’s view of the uprising is to use interests to destroy the root cause.

That is to say, spend more money to maintain stability, add more entertainment methods to pass the time, and make people peaceful and happy.

This is the optimal solution calculated by the central computing hub.

Therefore, the Heart of Terra has supported the development of many entertainment industries, and horse racing events are one of them. With enough fairness and justice, Omer did not prevent Morrison from studying this - he would not say that he had made special weekly profits before

I've been there quite a few times, so I made a special trip by the entrance of Treson Campus to treat him to a special honey drink.

This is also the only time he has taken the initiative to contact a horse racing girl so far.

To be honest, Jockey Girl is probably the celebrity idol with the lowest threshold to visit.

The opposite is true of being a sports star, singing and dancing - as long as you go to the entrance of Teresin College, you may find the target you are looking for.

Although horse racing is often associated with gambling, the racetracks and horse breeding academies related to horse racing girls are not a mess.

In fact, many people, including Omer himself.
To be continued...