Liu Bei: My younger brother is a deity.

Chapter 2, Fatty 3 got a younger brother.

007 ignored the words of the child who appeared to be a human.

He first raised his hand, a look of shock on his face.

He then touched his face and body, becoming even more shocked.

"Pangu, give me a full body checkup," he murmured to himself.

Sanpang squatted to the side, watching the seemingly divine child touch and caress him, completely baffled.

Is this some kind of foolish deity?

While Pangu was undergoing his examination, 007 was not idle; his brain was constantly working.

Five hundred years ago, a great catastrophe occurred on Earth, leading to the near extinction of humankind.

Fortunately, humanity had made preparations before the catastrophe.

They built one hundred super starships, carrying some humans and the human gene pool, and sailed into the vast space to search for another blue planet suitable for human habitation.

To protect their spaceships and gene banks, humans created thousands of "artificial humans".

These androids are a perfect combination of human genes and technology.

From their appearance, they are no different from real people; they have flesh and blood, and they can cry and laugh.

But they have stronger bodies, more powerful brains, and longer lifespans than humans.

As time passed, all the humans who escaped Earth on their spaceship perished, leaving only these androids alive to continue their mission.

Thinking of his mission, 007 touched his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

His chest cavity contains one hundred samples of the highest quality human genes.

Each android has this extra storage.

This is to prevent the destruction of the spaceship from causing the extinction of human genes.

Clearly, such measures are useful.

For example, 007's spaceship was torn apart by an energy storm caused by the collapse of a star, but he escaped and successfully preserved one hundred high-quality human genes.

But now a problem arises.

Where am I?

Is the creature in front of me human?

If so, wouldn't my task be completed?

Thinking of this, Number 007's gaze toward Kim Jong-un immediately changed, becoming much more friendly.

At that moment, Pangu's voice echoed in my mind:

"The host's body data is abnormal. For unknown reasons, the host's body has regressed to childhood."

Skeletal age: seven years and three months.

Muscle density: decreased by 73%.

"Brain development level: decreased by 68%".

"Cell activity increased by 58%."

"Survival rate of nanorobots in the body: 31%, currently undergoing self-repair..."

Number 007 was stunned. Had he really turned into a child again? Was he reliving his childhood?

He recalled his childhood.

How long ago was that? Five hundred years ago? Six hundred years ago?

His life at that time was incredibly structured, or rather, monotonous; every day consisted of studying, training, studying, training...

"Perhaps, that's not bad!"

He laughed, looked up, and saw the obese, seemingly human-like child lying beside the escape pod.

The child was still babbling on and on, I don't know where all that talk came from.

"Pangu, scan the life form before you and analyze its language."

One minute later.

"Scan analysis complete. There is a 99.9% probability that this life form is human. Its language is extremely similar to the dialect of Zhuozhou, Hebei Province in the Middle Ages of China on Earth, with a similarity of 81.3%."

007 was stunned.

Zhuozhou? Hebei? China?

Of course he knew those names.

There once existed an ancient civilization on Earth called the Chinese civilization.

He had read about this civilization in the starship's archives.

That was a civilization that created countless miracles.

Their language was beautiful and complex, and their poetry and songs have amazed people for generations to come.

Even the language spoken by Agent 007 is derived from Chinese.

Why would a language similar to that of an ancient civilization on Earth appear in this place?

Is it really such a coincidence?

"Pangu, scan the environment and, while you're at it, load the Zhuozhou dialect for me."

Pangu was always very efficient. In just a few breaths, Number 007 felt a stream of information flooding into his mind.

Those strange syllables, tones, and words suddenly became familiar.

Kim Jong-un talked to himself for a while, then finally got bored.

"Hey, little fairy, have you suddenly become mute?"

"What's your name?"

Number 007's sudden outburst surprised and delighted Kim Jong-un.

"Haha, you finally spoke! My name is Liu San—no, I mean Liu Bei." The chubby boy puffed out his chest, clearly very proud of his name. "My dad named me that, isn't it nice?"

Then he asked, "And you, what's your name?"

Just as Number 007 was about to speak, Pangu's voice rang in his consciousness:

"Environmental analysis complete. It shows a 74.2% similarity to the Zhuozhou region of Hebei during the medieval period of China on Earth."

"Based on the language and environment, it is highly likely that the host traveled through a time wormhole during the escape and arrived in the Zhuozhou region of ancient China on Earth."

"Judging from the clothing, language, and environment, this is an era older than medieval China. However, we have collected too little information to conduct a detailed analysis."

Number 007 paused for a moment.

"So I really went back to Earth in the past?"

"So, does this mean I've completed the mission?"

"I guess...it counts?!"

"Beep beep beep, the nanobots have been repaired and activated, and are ready for normal use."

Number 007 showed a happy expression.

Seeing that the child in front of him had fallen silent after saying a few words, his face alternating between a dazed expression and a smile, Sanpang couldn't help but wave his hand in front of the child's face.

"Hey, hey, say something! Dear immortal, did you damage your brain when you fell?"

Number 007 snapped out of his daze, stood up, and flicked Liu Sanpang on the forehead. "Remember this, my name is Liu Quan, and I am—"

Number 007 paused, thinking, "At this time, China is still in a relatively primitive stage, so they wouldn't understand if we talked about artificial humans."

So he said, "I am a deity."

"My goodness, you're truly a deity! And your surname is Liu! Could you perhaps be the reincarnation of my Liu family ancestor?!"

Sanpang jumped up, clutching his forehead.

007 thought to himself, "That's not a bad idea; coincidentally, my surname is also Liu!"

The surname comes from the scientist who "created" him.

As for the name "Quan," it embodies the scientist's beautiful wish that Liu Quan would evolve in all aspects.

"Could this be fate?"

So he nodded. "That's right, I am the reincarnation of the Liu family ancestor. The name Liu Quan is just my destiny in this life. As for my real name... I cannot say, I cannot say."

"Ancestors above!" Sanpang knelt down with a thud and kowtowed deeply. "I, Liu Sanpang, kowtow to my ancestors!"

As Number 007 looked at the chubby little boy kneeling on the ground with a devout expression, a strange feeling suddenly welled up in his heart.

A sense of responsibility?

A sense of mission?

It's as if something in the dark has connected them.

strangeness?!

"Get up. I'm new here and not familiar with the area yet. Do you have a place to stay?"

"Yes, yes, my ancestors can sleep in the same bed as me."

007 nodded. "My identity needs to be kept secret and cannot be revealed to anyone but my closest confidants. From now on, just call me Liu Quan."

He then asked, "I need to have some kind of identity to stay at your house. How old are you?"

"Was I eight or nine?" Sanpang counted on his fingers. "Anyway, eight or nine."

"Okay, then I'll be your cousin from now on."

"Huh, my ancestors and deities are my younger brother? Does that mean I've become my own ancestor? This is so confusing!!!"