I Can Grant Origin Powers To Anything

Back at home.

Wang Tiancheng immediately locked himself in his room and started seriously working on his business plan.

He even warned Xu Lingjun not to disturb him, then locked the door from the inside. If he hadn't shown a sly smile to Xu Lingjun before locking the door, Xu Lingjun might have really thought he was up to something serious.

But now...

Father Wang, your assist here is a bit awkward.

The three of them looked at each other in bewilderment.

If it were only Wang Qingya here, Xu Lingjun would be very grateful, but with Su Huanqing added...

Xu Lingjun tentatively asked, "How about, Teacher Su, we first finish your course before anything else?"

"Ah, sure... okay."

Su Huanqing was suddenly flattered. She thought the couple, reunited after a long time apart, probably wouldn't even think of her, yet they prioritized helping her.

She took out her notebook and smiled apologetically, "The questions posed by my mentor are just too many. Relying on our two or three days a month to communicate, it might take two or three months to complete the project. But I still want to advance my position by the end of the year, sorry to trouble you."

Xu Lingjun smiled, "No problem."

Wang Qingya stood up and said, "I'll make you both a midnight snack, looks like you're pulling an all-nighter."

"Let's start then,"

Xu Lingjun sat across from Su Huanqing, took the notebook she handed over, and began to seriously flip through it.

There were many questions inside, along with numerous annotations which were clearly not written by her, most likely her mentor's work...

Su Huanqing said, "After all, it's a civilization before ascension, so much of the data has been lost. We can only find clues through known historical documents, there might be many errors, please help me correct them."

"Um, sure."

Xu Lingjun nodded.

He thought to himself, it seems that Su Huanqing's mentor is truly convinced of the existence of the Camelot Civilization.

Then why hasn't the Sword of Oath and Victory been endowed yet?

Could it be because there are not enough people...?

He asked, "If you successfully advance your position and the Camelot Civilization is confirmed to be true, what would happen?"

Su Huanqing replied, "Learning from history can correct one's demeanor. If it truly becomes history, it might become a chapter in high school cultural history books."

Included in a history book?

Xu Lingjun's heart suddenly pounded wildly.

He excitedly said, "Come on, Teacher Su, I'll give you everything I have."

"Oh... oh, thank you."

Su Huanqing replied, feeling puzzled by Xu Lingjun's inexplicable excitement.

And Xu Lingjun started carefully reading and occasionally made corrections with his pen.

That night.

Xu Lingjun didn't sleep at all.

So that the next day, when Wang Tiancheng finally came out of the room and saw Xu Lingjun still seriously writing something and Su Huanqing already asleep on the table, he first went to check the garbage can, then sighed with resignation.

This child, it's a waste of all my good intentions.

A whole day and night without sleep.

Xu Lingjun's work was fruitful, and Wang Tiancheng seemed to have already had his plans set.

The two of them immediately rushed to the trade area's guarantee office.

After some inquiries...

Xu Lingjun showed a strange expression, oh well, all the prime locations had long been rented out.

And naturally, the hot pot restaurant couldn't be small. The only suitable spot was in a remote corner of the trade area... but that place...

"It doesn't matter, your Father Wang is someone who'd drive dozens of kilometers just to taste something delicious."

Wang Tiancheng laughed, "Location isn't an issue, as long as the taste is great... I'll just spend a fortune to buy the recipe."

Xu Lingjun said speechlessly, "Father Wang, you might not understand Bei Xuanwu Martial Mansion's living pace."

"No, Xiaojun, you don't understand human nature."

Wang Tiancheng seriously said, "Full and warm thoughts on pleasure — understand what that means? When they're full and warm, they can... wait... being warm means not cold, not cold... air conditioning... buddy, can you check if there's a store next to the hot pot restaurant? If there is, I'll buy that too, and sell appliances, sell air conditioners."

"An air conditioner shop next to a hot pot restaurant?"

Xu Lingjun thought, Father Wang's thoughts are too scattered, aren't they?

He asked, "Father Wang, do you understand business?"

Wang Tiancheng earnestly said, "Silly kid, do you understand your Father Wang? Rest assured, this is how I've been doing business all these years. To first ensure the customers' normal needs, that's how the business grew so large. Remember, location isn't the problem, capturing the customers' needs is the key problem."

Xu Lingjun: "..............."

Capturing what needs, that's nonsense, you're just thinking one moment after another, aren't you?

But seeing Wang Tiancheng's enthusiasm, well, what's there to lose... Father Wang has money and is willing to indulge, I'll just lose some academic credits accompanying him, and consider it as filial duty.

Besides, maybe Father Wang's Golden Rule will make this place's value increase after buying it?

Although he couldn't think of why there's value in a place nobody in Bei Xuanwu Martial Mansion is speculating about...

So he directly took out 800 academic credits for a guarantee, buying the business rights of four storefronts.

But by doing so, his academic credits were completely exhausted.

In the following days, Wang Tiancheng was so enthusiastic that apart from coming home to sleep, he was never at home. In his busyness, professional renovations quickly began, and he even hired a few employees from within the Martial Mansion for training... Busy every day.

Within a few days, the hot pot restaurant and even the air conditioner store next door had started to take shape.

Under his arrangement, dedicated personnel from the company had already begun delivering goods here.

It seemed the old employees had fully adapted to their boss's divergent thinking, no matter what he wanted to do, they could keep up with his pace.

Wang Qingya, on the other hand, carefully studied Xu Lingjun's Transformation Capsule every day. Even though she couldn't use it, it didn't stop her scrutinizing its mysteries.

Su Huanqing was discussing with her mentor on the phone.

Seeing her cheerful expression, it was clear that her mentor was quite pleased with her gains.

Even though it was just a family visit, each found something they could do within Bei Xuanwu Martial Mansion...

For a time, life felt very fulfilling.

Except that Xu Lingjun couldn't stand Father Wang snoring, grinding his teeth, and passing gas while talking in his sleep every night, so by the next evening, he had moved to the sofa in the living room for some uncomfortable rest, everything else seemed really like one happy family of four living together.

And a few days later.

With the arrival of New Year's Eve.

All of Bei Xuanwu Martial Mansion was decorated festively, accompanied by the sound of firecrackers celebrating the new year.

Xu Lingjun finally welcomed his eighteenth birthday.

"Happy birthday!"

"Happy birthday, Xiaojun."

In the enthusiastic cheers, the not-so-large room was filled with a warm feeling.

Wang Qingya had stopped in the nearest city to Bei Xuanwu Martial Mansion on her way here to personally make a cake for him in a cake shop. The cold environment in Bei Xuanwu Martial Mansion also made the cake's shelf life much longer, remaining fresh to this moment.

Perhaps because of the long journey.

The '18 Happy Birthday' turned into an '∞', with the '1' running up top, looking somewhat...

In any case, when Wang Qingya opened the cake cover.

She immediately blushed, and Su Huanqing's face beside her also seemed a bit off.

By now, Wang Tiancheng was already laughing loudly, "This cake is really something, haha, it's quite good, it perfectly indicates our Xiaojun has really grown up. Xiaoya, well done... ouch..."

He painfully held his leg as he hopped aside.

Wang Qingya blushingly straightened the '18', then pursed her lips and smiled at Xu Lingjun, "Happy birthday, Xiaojun, blow out the candles and make your eighteenth birthday wish."

"Wait, let me grab someone to join us first."

Xu Lingjun looked through the window at the light that had just turned on opposite...

This time Li Jingjun had been gone for a long time, for a full eight or nine days.

But she managed to make it back before New Year's Eve.

Perhaps she was currently licking her wounds alone.

New Year's Eve shouldn't be spent licking wounds alone, if I can help, at least provide her something else to indulge in...

Like...

Cake?

Xu Lingjun went out to knock on her door.

Then, he saw Li Jingjun, who hadn't been seen for a few days, yet seemed like a different person.

Her clothes were somewhat disheveled, she must have been tending to her injuries...

"My family is all here to accompany me, come over for dinner."

Xu Lingjun smiled, "Just in time, I'll introduce my sister to you... You seem injured, she can help you with that too."