Godly Stay-Home Dad

Zi Yan pursed her red lips, opened the guitar case, and started to play. It was a very melodious tune, and it was rather gentle.    

Very useful. Mengmeng closed his eyes for five minutes.    

At this time, Zhang Han waved his hand and controlled the little guy over, making it spit fire.    

With great familiarity, the little guy began to shoot out flames with a gulp.    

Instantly, the surrounding air seemed to have become much drier.    

Ten seconds, thirty seconds, a minute? Mengmeng's expression changed.    

"Dad, I feel it. There seems to be small red lights."    

"Amazing! You only took a few minutes to learn it. Now feel the fire energy in your body."    

After a few minutes, Mengmeng sensed something, but couldn't say what it was.    

Zhang Han smiled, and pressed on Mengmeng's forehead with his right hand:    

"This is a basic cultivation technique. It will circulate by itself. You don't need to care about it, you only need to grasp the method to use it."    

Zhang Han started to expand the meridians in his body, forming a large circle, and then, began the second cycle. At the same time, Zhang Han was also teaching him the way to use it.    

All of this made the Mengmeng use her ability in advance. After absorbing the Thunder Lotus Seed, she would become an Innate. Zhang Han planned to give her a complete cultivation technique at that time.    

"Can you feel the light in your body? If you follow it with your will, it will affect the fire elements outside, which will save you a lot of energy. The first secret art that your father gave you is the Fireball Technique, which will be used according to the technique.    

Ah!    

Mengmeng responded crisply, her eyes shining brightly, as she quietly tried to comprehend what Zhang Han had taught her.    

"Why not?"    

He was confused again.    

"Don't pay attention to the circulation of the cultivation technique. Use it to control the energy in your body and resonate with the surrounding fire elements ?" Zhang Han said in detail.    

"Oh, I know."    

Mengmeng pouted, feeling the sensation more seriously.    

Gradually, even with her eyes open, she could feel a trace of the fire element.    

Puff ~    

Finally, after the tenth attempt, a light muffled sound was heard.    

A flame the size of a small fingernail formed from the palm of Mengmeng, shot out, and floated for more than two meters before dissipating.    

"Aiya!"    

"So small?"    

Mengmeng was immediately unhappy:    

"How can it be a fire ball at such a young age?"    

The question of aptitude." Zi Yan began to cheat the girl, and said with a serious face: "My daughter, everyone's talent is different, look at your father, he hasn't cultivated for a few years, and doesn't have any opponents anymore. You, on the other hand, should be a little stronger than the average person, don't be discouraged, it's fine if your talent is a little lower.    

"Huh?"    

Mengmeng was shocked, "Father, is that true?"    

"Eh ?." "Diligence makes up for incompetence." Zhang Han was confused.    

"Poor aptitude? Are you for real? "That won't do ?"    

No one knew what Mengmeng was mumbling about, it was indistinct, and after mumbling a few words, he started to practice his Fireball Technique.    

Seeing that, Zi Yan snickered.    

This made Zhang Han feel helpless.    

In less than half an hour, he had already mastered the Fireball Technique. Although it was only the size of a small fingernail, it was still difficult at first. Since he could release it, its power would gradually increase after practicing.    

How could this kind of aptitude not be good?    

But seeing the Mengmeng who he doubted in his life, Zhang Han felt that it was rather interesting.    

The little girl was also very persistent. She trained for a whole day just like that.    

Until sunset in the afternoon, Chen Changqing's family of three walked over.    

"Oh? Mengmeng can release a small flame the size of a fingernail? " Chen Changqing laughed.    

"What little flame? This is a fireball technique. It's extremely powerful." Mengmeng snorted.    

"Then can this little flame light Uncle Chen's cigarette?" Chen Changqing casually took out a cigarette.    

"Watch."    

Mengmeng wrinkled his nose, waved his hand, and a small flame appeared. It was extinguished before the cigarette could reach him.    

"Hahaha, cute, when Mengmeng's little flame can be lit, Uncle Chen will give you a reward." Chen Changqing teased Mengmeng.    

"Big Sister Mengmeng, you can do it! I'm stronger than you, I can even protect you now!" Chen Chuan ran in front of Mengmeng.    

Crash.    

Mengmeng's face darkened, his eyes turned slightly as he patted Chen Chuan's head.    

"Little Chen Chuan, did you learn to kick three times in a row?"    

"Not yet? "It's so hard to learn." Chen Chuan replied.    

"Ah?" Haven't learned it in ten days? "    

Mengmeng's expression seemed to be surprised, then she sighed and said: "Little Chen Chuan, don't be discouraged, everyone's aptitudes are different, look at big sister, you have already used three kicks for two days already, and now you are already learning magic, and you should be a little stronger than the average person, it's okay, your diligence is insufficient, just practice well."    

Eh?    

Zi Yan's face stiffened.    

Why did this sound so familiar?    

"I understand big sister Mengmeng, I will definitely work hard." Chen Chuan scratched his head.    

This made Chen Changqing's forehead turn black.    

My god, my son, if this goes on, you'll have to count the money the Mengmeng will sell to you in the future.    

"Come, let's go eat."    

Mengmeng's bright eyes turned into crescent moons as she hopped towards the dining hall. She and Chen Chuan took the lead while the other four parents followed behind.    

It was as if he had forgotten the time. Aside from a simple lunch, he spent the rest of the day casting fireballs. It was very fulfilling as Mengmeng could feel that he had improved a little.    

At first, the Fireball Technique was like a small fingernail, but now, it was even bigger than a small fingernail.    

At this speed, Mengmeng was confident that he could execute the Fireball Technique which was the size of a basketball in a matter of seconds.    

After eating dinner, Mengmeng received an invitation from a friend to sit in front of his computer.    

"Mengmeng, why haven't you played the game in two days? Our level is already higher than yours."    

"Yeah, yeah."    

"Hmph hmph, who said that? I'm already at the maximum level."    

Mengmeng was too lazy to play anymore after seeing the difference between them and the low-leveled accounts in the game. He called out, "Come to the outside of the main city to pick up treasures."    

"What?" Main city? What treasures can we pick up there? "    

"Wait! You mean? Don't tell me you are that Mengmeng princess? "    

"Ayaya!" It's really you? "    

"?"    

Seven or eight good friends were so surprised they couldn't stop themselves for a long time.    

"Go pick up the equipment!"    

His speed was still very fast.    

But who knew that after seeing a few low-leveled ants successfully pick up their equipment, some of the people who usually hung up on them discovered that their hearts were beating like crazy.    

F * ck! He can pick it up?    

They swarmed over.    

Shua shua shua!    

Bladelight flashed, and heads rolled.    

"Why didn't you cut me?!"    

Soon after, everyone discovered that there were a few lvl 30 or so brats unrestrainedly collecting equipment.    

Those were all money!    

There were still people who were extremely excited. There were even some who had swapped to Level 30 trumpets and ran over, but they did not succeed.    

In the end, there was still a smart person.    

Mengmeng had a classmate's game called "Play Mud", but not long after, a person named Nieba sneakily ran over to him with a piece of equipment.    

"Huh?"    

Seeing this, the Mengmeng was slightly startled:    

"Little Light, why are there two of you? Someone's sneaking in. Which one is you? "    

"Ah?" I'm the closest to you. Who's that? "Oh no, he wants to run."    

Just at that moment, the people who had snuck in quickly picked up a dozen pieces of equipment and were about to leave.    

Swish!    

With a flash of his blade, the high-level players immediately hacked him to death. As his equipment fell to the ground, everyone swarmed over to snatch it before quickly running away.    

It truly stunned the eyes of Mengmeng and her few friends.    

You can still play like this?    

Fortunately, most of the equipment had been picked up.    

"Let's go, I'll take you guys to chop people down."    

Mengmeng snorted, and led her comrades to complete the mission.    

No matter how difficult the missions were, Mengmeng would usually execute them with one slash. Normally, he could complete one mission per day, but now that he completed one task in twenty minutes, his speed was extremely fast.    

When it was 12 o'clock and he was satisfied, Mengmeng went to bed and played with his phone.    

Ding ding ?    

A video request came from Li Muen.    

Eh?    

Mengmeng's eyes lit up and threw the phone to the other side of the bed.    

"Come here!"    

She imitated Zhang Han and slightly raised her right hand ?    

There was no movement.    

"Humph!"    

Finally, when the video request rang for the fifth time, Mengmeng rolled twice and picked up the video.    

"Mengmeng, I have to go for supplementary lessons tomorrow, are you going? It's Teacher Hu from No. 1 Middle School. My mom said that he's very powerful, and I want to study mathematics and physics. Do you want to come with me? " Li Muen said.    

"Ah?" I ? I can't do it, I still have things to do, but I'm busy. " Mengmeng shook his head slightly, "It's only been a few days, how did you end up taking supplementary lessons?"    

I'm just average, so I might not get divided into the main class. Mengmeng, you are definitely the main class, my dad has been busy these few days looking for someone, maybe we will get a whole class. "Su Yun said.    

"Is that so?" Mengmeng suddenly laughed: "That's great, from now on I am your big sister. We are able to be chivalrous righteous, I am very powerful."    

"Ah, alright, Sister Mengmeng."    

"Haha ?"    

The two little girls chatted for more than ten minutes. It was getting late, so they hung up the video and went to sleep.    

Lying on the bed, Mengmeng blinked his eyes, thinking about something.    

Soon after, he hurriedly closed his eyes and slapped forward with his right hand.    

Crash.    

A small flame ball flew out for more than two meters.    

Just like that, after ten minutes or so, the Mengmeng performed the technique one last time before falling into deep sleep.    

Early in the morning on the second day, Mengmeng got up, washed his face and rinsed his mouth.    

He saw that Chen Chuan was still squatting in his horse stance.    

"Little Chen Chuan, look at this!"    

Mengmeng approached them stealthily and suddenly shouted.    

Ah!    

Chen Chuan quickly turned around to look.    

Mengmeng slapped a small ball of flame towards him.    

It went straight to the corner of his clothes.    

But when he approached, he discovered that the flames had already extinguished before they could reach their target.    

"Huh?"    

Chen Chuan was stunned, he looked at his undamaged clothes and fell into deep thought, after two seconds he said: "Big sister Mengmeng, why are your flames so small, your clothes are not even damaged."    

"This is my mercy, otherwise if I were to injure you, Uncle Chen would not be happy." Mengmeng had a serious expression.    

"Oh, oh, I know." Chen Chuan nodded and innocently said: "Mengmeng Sis is really good, show mercy to me."    

"Of course."    

The Mengmeng muttered and ran to the pavilion, continuously releasing small flames.