Chapter 46: The Dragonborn

　　Jason and Su Chang walked across the pier, with the flickering stars dancing above their heads. His shift had just ended, and Su Chang invited him to go with her to support Xiao Guizi.

　　"Hey, did you hear that two barbarians jumped into the water?"

　　"Is this true? You shouldn't be so excited, right?"

　　A few fox people passed by them, talking about the news just now. These two sentences just floated into Jason's ears. He subconsciously turned back to see what happened, but the crowded crowd blocked his view.

　　"What's wrong? Did you drop something?" Su Chang also looked back, and saw only a crowd of people, but no signs of commotion.

　　"It's okay, I just heard someone fell into the water." He turned his head and said, "The brothers of the Cloud Cavalry are watching, so it's not a big problem."

　　Su Chang looked at the well-organized guards and the dock that was already too crowded to get in, and gave up the idea of ​​going forward to help: "Okay, let's not make trouble. Let's go. Xiao Guizi has said that he wants to do a big job."

　　"Don't do that. Last time she swallowed someone's newly bought flying sword and she hasn't even returned it. The time before that she was fined and educated by the Land Horizontal Division for illegal business operations. Chang Letian is almost unable to tolerate her."

　　Jason couldn't help but feel a lingering fear when he thought of the guy who was swinging the hammer to hit Su Chang. This guy doesn't look like the noble lady she once was. She really wasted her good name.

　　"Hehe, don't worry, I will definitely surprise you this time." Su Chang supported her best friend, and then saw Jason clasped his hands together and closed his eyes to pray.

　　"What are you doing?"

　　"I beg the Emperor of Bows to protect me and don't let me die at the hands of my teammates before I even go to the battlefield." He didn't know where he learned the gesture from, and made a cross with his fingers on his shoulders and head.

　　"Hello!!"

　　Dick sat on the shore, dripping wet, and looked at Tim, who had failed in his attempt to dive and was easily pulled ashore by Jeppard. Bruce was busy explaining the abnormal behavior of his two adopted sons. The story had already been arranged to the point where the two of them made a bet on who would be the first to reach the shore over a trivial matter.

　　"Did you see that man?" Dick still couldn't believe it. He felt like he was talking in his sleep. Combined with the fact that he was wrapped in a blanket, he looked like some specialty from his hometown in Gotham.

　　"Yes, I saw it." Tim pointed to the camera in his hand and took the picture. He is a professional.

　　He shared the pictures in the camera with Dick. The eldest son of the Bat Family looked at the message sent to his mobile phone. In the picture, a boy in the Cloud Rider uniform was talking to a girl. His face was half covered by the girl's twin ponytails.

　　"Similar, very similar." Dick looked at the familiar eyebrows and eyes, and the boy's face slowly overlapped with the little beast-like child from before.

　　"Dick, you know, Jason is dead. This can't be him." Tim wanted to persuade his eldest brother to calm down. The second brother he had never met was lying coldly under six feet of Gotham, and his soul had already ascended to heaven.

　　"Then how do you explain this photo? Just a resemblance?" Dick struggled desperately.

　　Tim understood that he felt guilty about Jason, and when Jason was still around, they had always argued about Bruce.

　　They even had a big fight the last time they met, and when Dick came back from outer space and planned to reconcile with Jason, the boy had turned into a cold grave.

　　Dick missed Jason's funeral. He was laughing with his teammates when Jason was beaten by the Joker and all his bones were broken. Bruce's act of burying him without telling him made their relationship even colder.

　　"Dick, tell me what happened." Bruce finally explained everything and returned to his two silly sons.

　　Dick covered his phone and lowered his head, making it difficult to see his expression. "Nothing. I just saw someone who looked like a guy I used to know."

　　"Tim, what about you?" Bruce turned to look at his third son. Dick might jump off the boat because he saw one of his ex-girlfriends, but this could not explain why his calm third son also wanted to jump into the water.

　　Did they see Aphrodite? Bruce raised his eyebrows imperceptibly. Although everything can be forgiven in the world of love, this kind of relationship is still too open...

　　Tim knew that he couldn't hide it from Bruce, so he handed the camera to him: "I only took this one picture."

　　Bruce Wayne's smile of mocking the two young men froze at the corner of his mouth. The young man in the photo seemed to sting his eyes, and he looked away awkwardly, as if he was avoiding something.

　　"He is not Jason." After being silent for an unknown period of time, the old father who had lost his son spoke hoarsely, as if he was refuting a non-existent person.

　　"We all understand this, Bruce." Dick stood up and gave his father a hug. Maybe this hug was nothing, but at this moment, they both felt the same relief.

　　(Jason: A-choo!)

　　Stark quickly decided to go to plant flowers, but before leaving, he had to hold another press conference.

　　"Sorry, Tony, I can't go plant flowers." Dan Heng rejected Stark's proposal. He would rather go back to Afghanistan and eat sand than get involved in Luofu's affairs. He didn't want to be arrested in public by Yunqi and thrown back into the sea as soon as he got ashore.

　　"Give me a reason, Danheng. Don't forget, you are my bodyguard hired at double the salary." Stark said without raising his head, holding a glass of dark green vegetable juice and spreading a densely packed work plan in front of him.

　　Dan Heng took a deep breath: "Can you guarantee that there is no one else here, Tony?"

　　Stark slowly raised his head and raised his eyebrows slightly. He didn't ask anything, but just told his AI assistant to turn off all cameras and leave the room.

　　The lights dimmed completely. Stark drank the bitter liquid in his hand in one gulp and gestured to Dan Heng, "Tell me your story."

　　"I am a flower grower, or rather, I used to be a flower grower. 'No one is allowed to step on the ground I govern'. This is the punishment they sentenced me to."

　　The player calmly dropped a big bomb and gave Starksong a big news.

　　No wonder he was so familiar with the language of flowers, and he lost his composure when he heard the flowers blooming. In an instant, Stark connected all the doubts.

　　"You were exiled when you were only in your twenties. What on earth did you do?" He looked in shock at the young man in front of him who looked to be no more than his early twenties, wondering what kind of crime he had committed to be exiled. Was it?

　　Dan Heng was speechless: "First of all, I am more than two hundred years old. Secondly, this is not a crime I committed. To be precise, it is a karma from my previous life."

　　Stark now suspects that Dan Heng has gone crazy studying flower-growing cultural relics. He is talking nonsense because he cannot believe that the popular major he has studied for more than 20 years has turned out to be a sinkhole.

　　"How about we go to the hospital?" he asked in his most tactful tone.

　　Dan Heng's face was full of black lines: "You can test my bone age, or you can wait for the first batch of people who came to plant flowers to send back news. The shortest life span of flower growers is 300 years."

　　Immortality appeared in front of everyone in the form of pie falling from the sky, but unfortunately, this pie was made by Ah Ha and could only be looked at but not eaten.

　　"You are right, keep going." Stark decided to calm Dan Heng down and at the same time poured himself a cup of coffee to calm himself.

　　Dan Heng continued to explain the background of flower cultivation: "Thousands of years ago, the emperor of the ancient country prayed for the blessing of abundance, and the Star God Pharmacist sent down Jianmu. The fruit of Jianmu changed the blood of all flower growers. Since then, all flower growers have been able to live forever."

　　"But the blessing also brought disaster. Other alien civilizations that coveted the miracle of the pharmacist began to attack the flower planting. In order to protect themselves, the emperor set up a sky-covering formation to block the aura of Jianmu. Since then, the flower planting has been cut off from the outside world and has become its own sect."

　　"The emperor thought he could rest easy, but immortality has brought more than one disaster. The nobles have monopolized the channels for advancement, and they revel every night. The common people are starving to death everywhere, and the curse of the [Demon Yin Body] follows them everywhere."

　　Dan Heng tells the history of flower planting, from how flower growers gained immortality, to how they were determined to follow the hunting decree to sever the immortality of the heavens, from how flower growers rescued the fox people from the hands of the rich people, to the deterioration of the immortal Tang Hai, and the Chi Ming clan moved into flower planting.

　　"Wait," Stark suddenly felt dizzy after taking in so much information. "You said that China has six interstellar spaceships, five of which are floating in the universe? Are you already an interstellar civilization?"

　　"Everything the Immortal Boat does is to hunt down the evil creatures of abundance, but it's not wrong to call them an interstellar civilization." Dan Heng nodded, agreeing with Stark's statement.

　　Wow, aliens are right next to me.

　　"So, what tribe are you from?" he asked calmly.

　　"The Vidyadharas are different from the flower-growing people and fox-people who have become immortal because of their abundance. The Vidyadharas are the descendants of immortal dragons. Each Vidyadhara is oviparous. Every seven hundred years or so, they will shed their scales and lay eggs, turning back into Vidyadhara eggs to start their next life anew."

　　"Phoenix? Phoenix? Reptilian Phoenix?" Stark has abandoned Darwin's theory of evolution and turned to seek help from myths and legends.

　　“Although I’m not quite sure what you’re talking about, after reincarnation, the Vajra Master will not inherit the memories of the previous life. They will become new individuals.” Cake-cutting master Dan Heng still insisted on his theory of two people today.

　　Reluctantly accepting this mythical setting, Stark followed this logic and reviewed the situation: "So what did you do in your previous life to be kicked out of the flower farming business?"

　　Then he has done too many good things. Dan Heng smiled bitterly: "Sorry, I can't go into details, but after the reincarnation of the Vajra, the cause and effect are eliminated. My past life has nothing to do with this life. I will not do anything that harms society."

　　Stark wanted to say something but stopped himself. His curiosity was aroused, making him anxious, but he didn't want to poke other people's wounds, so he could only keep it in his heart.

　　"I'm sorry, Tony. I can't go plant flowers with you. You can terminate our labor contract and you don't have to pay this month's salary..."

　　"It's okay, I understand. You'll get your salary as usual and just go to work on time before I leave America." Stark decided to stabilize Dan Heng first. Even if he was talking nonsense, he couldn't let go of such a talent who could take on an entire army single-handedly.

　　The player shed tears of envy: "Is this the world of the second dimension? There is actually such a god-like boss. I don't even have the heart to take his energy."

　　The system looked at the pretentious player with disdain: "Why, you don't want your hunting and abundance anymore? Weren't you drooling over their portraits before?"

　　"I just can't bear it, it's not like I don't want to." The player argued.