Chapter 316 - 264: Chu Bamboo: What Do You Mean the Daqian Imperial Family Are My Descendants?

So, I feel like he can be trusted.

Of course, that’s also thanks to my bros from the previous timelines who paved the way!

But as it turns out, he really is reliable—at least, for now! If he does betray me in the future... well, I’ll cross that bridge when I come to it."

"Additionally, the Golden Dawn has a Lover Faction! Hmm, although it’s not one of the three major factions, once I revealed my traits as a Cultivator, they chose to side with me... They’re actually quite powerful, not necessarily any weaker than the big three, but due to certain circumstances, they face a lot of discrimination within the Golden Dawn.

They are also among those who are skeptical of the information provided by the Sacred Artifact."

"As for my relationship with the Lovers... I don’t know how to explain it! I can only say we’re partners... But as of now, no one from this faction has joined the Time Club!

Perhaps in a future timeline they might... but for now, they haven’t proven themselves worthy of my absolute trust."

Chu Bamboo grew thoughtful, then quickly took note of what was recorded in the diary: the identities of the people in the Lover Faction, their contact information, their spheres of influence, the scale of their funds, and even...

"...Huh?!"

Chu Bamboo was dumbfounded. ’Wait a minute, what does he mean he got the bank account numbers and passwords for the Lover Faction’s anonymous funds in major European banks...?’

’What does he mean, these funds "only" add up to a little over ten billion US Dollars...?’

’Seriously, dude? That’s how you operate?!’

’What on earth did you do to them?!’

Seeing how his bro referred to the Lover as "she," Chu Bamboo started to have a suspicion. ’My bro didn’t become a kept man, did he...? No, probably not, right?!’

’It’s not like my bro was short on money...’

’Then again, judging by the tone, even if he was being kept, he was probably the one calling the shots...’

Finally,

Chu Bamboo flipped to the last page.

"The ship is finished! It’s based on a Space Plane design... It can fly directly from Earth to the permanent base on the Moon! I also installed a nuclear fusion reactor inside. With enough energy... it could theoretically fly straight to Mars!

"This isn’t a colony ship... but it’s definitely the prototype for one!

"I’ve already provided the blueprints—all several tens of millions of pages of them... Just search by keyword; they should be in the Nuwa Base!

The problem is, the required industrial base is quite advanced... In any case, with your timeline’s current technological level on Earth, it’s impossible to build! You’ll just have to slowly accumulate all sorts of technologies and climb the tech tree!

"I’m preparing to go to Mars... I want to see for myself what happened there. I believe that my many questions—and yours—will all find a systematic answer on that planet!

But, if... I don’t make it back, then so be it. I know you must be confused as to why I’m suddenly making such a suicidal decision...

Because my corruption runs deep! I have no choice. In order to identify trustworthy people... I have to use Reproduction on their Skills and see their most profound memories!

To better guide our industrial advancement, I have to understand the relevant fields, and with my innate talent, the only way to do that is to use Reproduction on memories...

So, in the end, this was the only way!

Hahahaha, I often hear my parents whispering in my ear... But when I’m lucid, I know for a fact they’re already dead! Dead from the hypervirulent avian flu.

From time to time, I can’t tell what’s real and what’s an illusion...

At one point, I even felt like I had my Superpower back, that I had returned to the future from my dreams. I was ecstatic!

But afterward, Zhao Shao and the others told me it wasn’t real... At that time, I had descended into a state of mindless frenzy...

Because of it, a member of the Time Club and six Body Cultivators from the Celestial Court lost their lives!

To my sorrow, I realized that I’ve become an obstacle to the plan..."

Chu Bamboo felt a lump form in his throat. He had a thousand things to say, but none of them would come out... He stared up at the ceiling, calming himself for a long while before finally looking down to continue reading...

"I’ve entrusted everything to Lin Xia. With his unborn daughter in the picture, I feel very secure about the future.

But that son of a bitch Lin Xia is now getting jealous of his own daughter!

He’s complaining that I bring up his daughter more often than I bring up him...

This guy! He’s unbelievable."

"Hahaha, I’m off...

Damn it, right before I left, Lin Xia told me... that since his daughter is so exceptional, he’s going to spend the rest of his life trying like mad to have more daughters!

He’s going to aim for a hundred of them.

That cracked me up!

Lin Xia also asked if I wanted to leave some frozen sperm! He said if there’s ever a civilization continuation plan in the future, he’d try to squeeze mine in...

Uh, that’s... probably not a good idea."

And then.

There was nothing more.

Chu Bamboo sat quietly in place. After a long while, he laughed and snarked, "So, you son of a bitch, did you actually leave any or not?"

A very peculiar thought suddenly occurred to Chu Bamboo.

’If... I really did leave behind frozen sperm! And it was included in the project to continue civilization... then...’

With a strange expression, Chu Bamboo looked at the screen displayed by Nuwa. ’Could it be that in this era, many people... are actually my Descendants?!’

’It goes without saying. For the sake of genetic diversity, they would have preserved the reproductive cells of many high-quality men and women...’

’But no matter how large the pool, it would surely be limited to what’s necessary for maintaining genetic diversity. They wouldn’t have just thrown in tens of millions of samples...’

So!

’Don’t tell me I’m going to run a DNA test and discover... that a lot of people I know in this era are my descendants... That would be hysterical!’

Chu Bamboo slapped his cheeks, then, realizing something, he asked with a peculiar expression, "By the way, Nuwa No. 17... do you have any data on that? About the Descendants in this new era derived from the genes of me, Chu Bamboo..."

At first, Chu Bamboo was only asking casually, but soon...

As Chu Bamboo stared at the data screen displayed by Nuwa, his expression froze.

"??? What the hell?"

"What do you mean... the Daqian Imperial Family is the Chu-surnamed Su Clan???"

"Wait a minute!"

Chu Bamboo’s body suddenly went rigid. He felt like his scalp was about to explode. ’Does the subtext of that sentence mean...’

’And...’

’If I remember correctly...’

’It seems Governor Su is also a Descendant of the Royal Family... He’s just a distant relative of the current Heavenly Monarch, beyond the fifth degree of kinship...’

’By that logic...’

Chu Bamboo thought of the old man he’d gone fishing with, and for a moment, he couldn’t maintain his composure.

Holy shit. Mind. Blown!

This went beyond outrageous; this was utterly insane!

My fishing buddy has really become my goddamn grandson!