Chapter 87

Chapter 87

Breaking News.

There was news about the alleged cuckolded child.

Surprisingly - he wasn't actually a cuckolded child.

At first, it seemed that the substitute queen and the child were planted by certain organizations to cause trouble. However, it appeared that their plan backfired, for that person turned out to be the queen who had been missing for years and the monarch's own child.

They had found the true queen.

This explosive news spread rapidly across the Star Network.

[They said royalty had difficulty conceiving, but how come the monarch has twins?]

[I was already stunned three years ago when I heard the queen gave birth, and now there's more than one.]

[I still don't have kids, yet the monarch already has two. What nonsense is probability theory, TT]

Not to mention the royal family on Emperor Star, even ordinary interstellar households would find it challenging to have twins in one pregnancy.

The officials of Wu Star never expected that they had actually sent a genuine queen over.

No wonder His Majesty hadn't caused any trouble and had instead taken her in.

"That young man turns out to be the queen."

Upon reflection, they realized it made sense.

Otherwise, where else could they find someone as unique as the queen?

The survivors heaved a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, no harm had come to the queen or the cub on Wu Star. Otherwise, judging by His Majesty's intensity, their heads would truly be on the line.

The competition resumed the next day.

The cubs reconvened for the final round of the Cub's Great Invention contest.

[Yesterday he was called a cuckold cub, and today he's the real crown prince, hahaha.]

[What is he doing?]

[It feels a bit like a small fireworks display.]

The organizing committee, considering the cub to be the emperor's child regardless, decided to give His Majesty some face.

As they watched, they became more engrossed.

The onlookers, who initially came for the spectacle, gradually realized that this cub had something special.

Lu Lan, when focused on his inventions, didn't appear like an ordinary cub but more like a young inventor deeply absorbed in his passion.

The materials he used were somewhat central components, sparking even greater curiosity about what he intended to create.

Viewers in the live stream were also eagerly waiting to see what this little cub could produce.

[Seems like an explosive consumable item.]

This child possesses the royal bloodline of Emperor Star; perhaps he might go mad halfway through.

The public's perception of the royal bloodline of Emperor Star was that it was emotionally unstable, and they had little understanding of high-grade genes.

Despite the doubts about his sanity, Candidate Pang Qiu remained focused on his task.

Already the center of attention, after learning his identity, the examiners from Sater Star paid him even greater attention.

"Little Lu Lan, what are you planning to invent?"

From their professional perspective, it seemed to resemble some form of fireworks.

Lu Danjiao, with great seriousness, stroked his chin. "I'm aiming for Z-Type guidance."

Z-Type guidance referred to a small, tracking firework, a formula not yet disclosed by any research institute. It was rather inappropriate for such an invention to appear in a young creators' competition.

The examiner grew curious. "What are you talking about... Are you sure it's Z-Type guidance and not something else?"

Lu Danjiao scratched his head. "Yeah, is this too inadequate?"

Examiner: "…Not bad."

Not just not bad; was this something an actual toddler could produce in such a short time? Was it too intense to have Z-type guidance in a children's program?

The examiner was skeptical. "Student Lu Lan, can you really do it?"

Little Pang Qiu wondered if it was difficult?

"It's doable."

Examiner: !

Not only was the examiner astonished, but the viewers watching the live broadcast were also highly doubtful.

Other toddlers had created intelligent or mechanical products, which, considering their abilities, were outstanding in the galaxy. However, they still fell within the realm of being toddler creations.

But Second Prince's invention went far beyond what was expected in a toddler program; it approached the level of advanced planet research.

His Majesty the Dog didn't seem very interested, yawning lazily while hugging his beloved, recently regained baby.

Lu Wei appeared somewhat nervous. "From what those examiners said, it seems Danjiao's creation is quite challenging."

His Majesty the Dog didn't even bother to open his eyes. "Did they forget who his father is?"

Lu Wei sneered. "To others, you're nothing but a madman."

No one still considered His Majesty the Dog a genius.

Unfazed, His Majesty the Dog simply responded with an "Oh."

After an interminable wait, the countdown concluded, and the evaluation phase began.

The judges would now professionally assess the young ones' inventions.

After evaluating the preceding contestants, it was finally time for the much-anticipated youngster—Lu Lan.

Lu Danjiao obediently sat in the waiting area, awaiting the experts' appraisal.

Had this been any other occasion, the judges might have dismissed the invention with disdain, as no one would have expected a youngling to come up with such a heavy industrial weapon.

Yet now, Emperor Star was sitting right there. Who dared to treat it lightly?

"The creation of Subject 35 is to be evaluated."

To ensure accuracy, the Sarter Sector had even invited prominent figures from the research institute.

They watched as the expert's attitude toward the object shifted from casual to solemn, and then he began to closely examine every detail with great seriousness.

The group whispered to one another.

The chief examiner murmured, "It's really a Z-type guidance system!"

The panel of judges took notes while marveling in astonishment.

A mere whelp had actually managed to create such a thing.

The Z-type guidance system was undoubtedly a small-scale weapon that the research institute had never made public. Who could have imagined that a youngling would be able to replicate it?

This youngster's potential was immeasurable!

"Contestant Number 35, the Z-type guidance system you've created has been authenticated by professional researchers as genuine."

This statement from the judges sparked a tremendous uproar among the audience.

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[Is this real? A kid made such an advanced weapon?]

[Wow, what a natural-born genius inventor?]

[Undoubtedly the rightful first place, and the least controversial round.]

[Could it be that this kid can directly enter the research institute at such a young age?]

Indeed, the research institute had taken an interest in this youngster.

—But this child was the Emperor's offspring.

How things would unfold was entirely up to His Majesty.

Though being accepted into the research institute was the highest honor for an ordinary person, it didn't apply to the young prince, for he was born at the pinnacle of the pyramid.

Following the conclusion of the awards ceremony, they informed His Majesty and the Queen about the arrangements for the research institute.

This included details such as the scheduled meetings during those days, the skills that would be imparted, and the honors that could be attained.

Lu Wei asked the young one if he wished to attend.

The canine monarch replied decisively, "Certainly."

Pang Qiu had initially been eager to go as well, but upon hearing the devil's response, he became hesitant.

Lu Danjiao, rather belatedly, realized – this was the devil's cunning scheme.

If he went to the research institute, that would mean being separated from his father.

No wonder that detestable devil had agreed so readily; he had been laying in wait for this moment.

With gritted teeth, Lu Danjiao said, "I don't—"

Before he could finish, he saw his father giving him a thumbs up from the side. "Just like my brother, truly impressive."

Pang Qiu cupped his cheeks with his chubby hands, and a flurry of flowers started blossoming around him. "N-No, not really."

The sight of the adorable Pang Qiu transformed into a radiant sunflower immediately dispelled any notion of leaving.

The devil regarded him with a smile that was not quite a smile, as if he had already seen through his thoughts.

Lu Danjiao: !!

Damn it, they were indeed cut from the same cloth! Competitors, no less!

The research institute needed to engage in more detailed discussions with His Majesty.

Taking advantage of the devil's departure, Lu Danjiao wore a long face.

He whispered, covering his mouth with his small, plump hand, "Daddy, can you marry someone else?"

Lu Wei: F*ck.

That damn King often brainwashed the two children with notions of marriage and motherhood.

"Don't you like this dog, Daddy?"

"He's so fierce, and he talks strangely. He always pinches my neck!" Lu Danjiao unleashed his grievances, revealing that they had been building up for quite some time.

Lu Danjiao only dared to voice these concerns when they were alone. If the devil overheard, he might not even let his father see him anymore.

Lu Wei rubbed his arm. "Cough, but Daddy likes him."

Little Pang Qiu's heart sank.

My heart is pierced like a sieve.

Pang Qiu acts like a forlorn little wolf cub, "Daddy, you don't love me anymore."

Lu Wei replies, "Love you? Of course."

Lu Danjiao persistently shakes his head, "You don't love me anymore, wuwu."

"..."

No, what kind of thought process do the two of you share?

Liking one automatically means disliking the other two.

Does it bloody have to be a multiple-choice question with only one correct answer?

It was the first time in Lu Danjiao's life that he had suffered such a devastating blow. He couldn't stay seated and rushed out, his footsteps echoing.

He collided with His Majesty the Returning Dog.

Lu Danjiao bit him, "He chose you, and you lied to Daddy!"

Pang Qiu's heart was shattered into pieces as he continued his accusations, "You must have bewitched Daddy."

Pang Qiu, a male character, couldn't help but feel sorrowful when he recalled the scene just now.

Father claims he has a fondness for devils; undoubtedly, he would never wish to exchange me for another.

Emperor Dog narrowed his eyes. "He chose me?"

"..." Pang Qiu crossed his arms, unwilling to utter a single word.

His Majesty the Dog had always placed the little cub after the pampered one in his priorities. Seeing Pang Qiu's reaction, he pinched the back of his neck and asked, "Did you ask your mother to choose between me and you?"

As a highly sensitive young one, Lu Danjiao disliked being pinched on the neck the most: "Ah, let go of me first!"

The canine sovereign lifted the corner of his mouth: "And then, he chose me."

Lu Danjiao, rebellious to the core, exclaimed, "Daddy shouldn't have married you; it would have been better if Daddy had married someone else!"

"Whom do you wish him to marry?" the demon asked cryptically.

The cub had an innate sense of danger: "Well... anyone else from Wu Star would be fine..."

As long as it wasn't a demon who treated the cub like a little dog.

There was no concept of "filial piety" between the Dog Sovereign and this cub: "I'll sell you first."

Lu Danjiao: "..."

"Why does Father like you? Father isn't blind, is he?"

The royal dog's gloomy mood dissipated as the corners of his mouth lifted wildly. "Your mother is my wife, not yours, do you understand?"

Lu Danjiao was momentarily stumped by this logic.

Woof, that's right, Father isn't his wife.

Lu Danjiao: "But..."

The royal dog warned him, "You should marry your own wife; clinging to someone else's won't do you any good."

When the devil narrowed his eyes to look at someone, he exuded an intimidating aura, which immediately intimidated the little fat ball. Thinking of those household rules, he became even more despairing of life back on Emperor Star.

Little Pang Qiu had received an award, but he didn't get to enjoy it for long.

Now, he was about to shed tears again.

This time, both young ones were getting a lesson.

Huo Nian was occupied with his royal duties, while Lu Lan had events to attend at the research institute.

His Majesty the Canine had meticulously arranged their schedules.

All to ensure that these two young ones wouldn't drain the Queen's energy.

But neither of his children were easy to handle.

The adjutant brought unsettling news.

—Huo Nian had been injured, quite severely.

Upon learning this, Lu Wei couldn't remain calm. The dog king was momentarily forgotten; the well-being of his child took precedence.