Chapter 1132: Chapter 1130: Silent Revival

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Under the bright sunshine, a little Xuan Shu and a little white mouse lay back to back on the lush, soft grass, basking in the sun, enjoying the comfortable and sweet warmth.

The 24th picked up a paintbrush, capturing this scene on canvas.

Standing behind him was a tall young man, equal in height, who looked at the two little mice in the painting. On his handsome face appeared a slightly shy smile, “Father Emperor, can I have this painting?”

“Hmm.” The 24th’s voice was very soft, afraid of disturbing the little mice sleeping.

“Father Emperor, there’s something I want to discuss with you.” Zhou lowered his head slightly, speaking humbly.

The 24th nodded, “Go ahead.”

Zhou looked at the little Xuan Shu on the grass, “I want to go to Campellan Star to guard the honor of the Abel Clan and return the title of Crown Prince of Abel Star to my sister.”

“Return?” The 24th glanced at him, dipping the brush in some white paint to delicately paint the hairs of the mouse, making it look lifelike, “The position of Crown Prince of Abel Star never belonged to her, so where’s the notion of returning it.”

“But my bloodline…”

The 24th raised his hand to stop him, “Tomorrow, I’ll take you to Campellan Star for the ancestral rites, and in time, I’ll abdicate in your favor. Get ready in the meantime.”

“…Father Emperor?” Zhou’s eyes filled with shock as he looked at the 24th.

The 24th continued, “I cannot leave your mother! So when she leaves the Abel Universe in the future, I’m going with her. As for Little Chan Chan, the position of Crown Prince never belonged to her.”

Zhou was stunned, “But my sister is the legitimate Abel the 25th.”

“Little Chan Chan inherited the pure blood of the Abel Clan, her destiny is not to be the Emperor Abel, but to create a new universe.” The 24th studied the little Xuan Shu and the little white mouse in the painting, “As for guarding the Abel Universe, there are no bloodline requirements.”

“But I am of the Deceit God lineage.” Zhou clenched his fists tightly, seemingly ashamed of this lineage.

The 24th picked up the dark brush again, painting the little Xuan Shu, “Do you think I am the rightful heir of the Abel Clan?”

Zhou looked up in surprise, “Father Emperor is the 24th Emperor Abel.”

The 24th smiled, “I never was, and neither was Abel I. We are merely a collateral branch so distantly related to the true lineage that the Abel bloodline within us is almost negligible.”

“But this is where your mother shines the most; she seized that tiny, meager part and bore the pureblooded rightful heir of the Abel Clan. You could say the most correct and only successful thing Father Emperor did in this life was having Little Chan Chan, your own sister, with your mother!”

The 24th carefully handed the painting to Zhou, “Take good care of it.”

“Yes!” Zhou’s voice carried a hint of choking, “I will remember.”

The 24th patted his shoulder, which was almost level with his own, “Go on.”

Zhou took another glance at the two sleeping little mice on the lawn before leaving with the painting in hand, his steps more determined and strong than when he came.

Sally turned over, hugged Little Chan Chan, and continued to sleep.

The 24th’s eyes lit up, and he immediately picked up the paintbrush again…

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Wang received the invitation to the abdication ceremony.

The 24th is going to pass the throne of Emperor Abel to Little Zhouzhou.

Yan Youlan responded to the summons and entered the Heaven Palace. After reading the notification of the abdication ceremony, his expression grew more serious.

“What do you think?” Wang asked.

Yan Youlan replied respectfully, “Your Majesty, the Abel Universe is not at peace at the moment. Abdicating now might cause greater unrest.”

Wang nodded, “Indeed.”

Yan Youlan continued, “If Your Majesty wants to go, you must proceed with caution. As for what’s written on the invitation, to bring the Crown Prince along, I don’t think it’s necessary. It’s safer for Little Nannan to remain in the Heaven Palace.”

“Safety isn’t a concern, and if she’s not allowed to go, Little Zhouzhou might get suspicious.” Though Little Zhouzhou and Little Nannan are siblings, they also share a ruler and minister relationship.

As they spoke, Wang received an urgent message.

It was from his eldest son, Carl.

After reading it, he said to Yan Youlan, “Little Xin and Yan Ze’s observation system detected the Death Announcing Army at the interstellar border.”

“The Death Announcing Clan, like the Erosion Star Clan, had long been extinct. How did they suddenly reappear?” Yan Youlan was shocked and then volunteered, “I wish to go and eradicate the Death Announcing Army.”

Wang shook his head, “No need, let Little Ao go.”

The Death Announcing Clan is the top predator of the System World and the nemesis of the Yuanzhou Clan. Because the Death Announcing Clan grows by devouring the System World’s data energy. If not stopped, the whole System World might become food for the Death Announcing Clan.

“Little Ao?” Yan Youlan was initially surprised, then realized, “Your Majesty intends to use His Highness’s Beast World talent.”

“Apart from system power, the Death Announcing Clan can’t devour other strengths.” Wang immediately sent the information about the Death Announcing Army to Yan Ze.

Soon Yan Ze replied—[I will bring the children back now.]

Wang looked at the children with Beast World bloodlines, acknowledging their incredible talents and strengths, and sighed, “Yanyan bringing the children back is perfect timing.”

“Your Majesty, since the Death Announcing Clan has appeared. Then what about the Erosion Star Clan…” Yan Youlan said cautiously.

Wang replied, “Even if the Erosion Star Clan appears, it’s no matter. Little Chan Chan is of the Three Beasts, she’s not afraid of the Erosion Star Clan, but we should still be cautious.”

Immediately, Wang sent the news of the Death Announcing Army to the 24th.

Little Nannan received the news and immediately returned from Weina Music Academy.

“Father King, I’ve investigated, and it’s certain that the rebellion in Abel Universe’s star systems is largely due to the resurgence of dormant clans.”

“Hmm.” Wang nodded, looking at his proud daughter, “I’ll leave the Death Announcing Clan to you.”

“Yes, Father King.” Little Nannan replied.

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Yan Ze said goodbye to the children and faculty of Weina Music Academy.

The five-year study period seemed insignificant to these children, but they benefited for life. Even those without musical talents developed an appreciation and understanding of music after three years of exposure, entirely different from their previous obliviousness.

Antozi has now graduated and become an assistant teacher at the academy. It was these special students that prompted his decision. They appeared to be just children, but in reality, in terms of age, experience, and all aspects, they surpassed his imagination, constantly refreshing his perception.

Many years later, Antozi, long hailed as a Music Saint, was asked about the happiest time of his life, recalling his time as an assistant teacher at the academy, he spoke of his astonishing, magical classmates.

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Abel Star, Imperial Palace.

Sally’s slender, smooth fingertips tapped on the table, ‘tock, tock, tock~’.

Little Chan Chan, who was about to slip off the dining table, immediately stopped.

Zhou, who was sitting next to Little Chan Chan, couldn’t help but shiver, “Mother, well… I love vegetables the most.”

“Like them? There’s plenty on your plate, why eat your sister’s!” Sally squinted at Little Chan Chan.

Zhou: “…”

Little Chan Chan glanced at the 24th, nibbling hesitantly.

The 24th looked helpless.

“Mother, I don’t like broccoli!” Little Chan Chan scratched her rounded, fluffy mouse ears with her little paw.

The 24th looked at his adorable daughter, his eyes bright. Suddenly, Sally’s insistence on making the child eat something she didn’t like seemed too strict!

Zhou quickly stuffed the broccoli from his plate into his mouth, ‘destroy the evidence’!

Seeing this, Sally picked up her chopsticks and added three times more broccoli to Little Chan Chan’s bowl, “Eat!”

Little Chan Chan looked at the mountain of broccoli, and turned to Zhou, “Brother, maybe you should spit it out!”

Zhou: “…!!!”