He used the last of his strength to nod.

"Oh." Emily Clark put her hands on her hips, her small eyes looking down at him: "Call me great-grandma."

"???" William Thompson was dumbfounded.

Chapter Two

Ancient Demon

My name is William Thompson. In this era where transmigration and reincarnation have become everyday occurrences... I inherited my father's legacy: a great-grandma!!

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Warm spring sunlight slanted into the living room. On the spacious sofa, Brian Clark... oh no, great-grandma was sitting duck-style in a white shirt. Across from her was William Thompson, who wished he could bury his face between great-grandma's legs and be thoroughly bewildered.

First of all, it's certain that great-grandma isn't a normal person. What kind of existence she is, William Thompson hasn't figured out yet, and doesn't dare to ask.

In short, it's anti-scientific.

William Thompson, who grew up breathing smog and eating preservatives, had also fantasized about hitting his head on the bed corner and knocking out some kind of system.

But when he actually saw a great-grandma crawl out of his own belly, along with his father's will, he found it hard to accept.

Where are my values?

The values I developed through nine years of compulsory education?

They're gone to the dogs!

I used to think only fairy tales were lies, but now I know even the damn textbooks are lies.

"You are a descendant of the Li family, and I am your ancestor, so by seniority, I am your great-grandma. Makes sense, right? That's what your dad called me." Great-grandma puffed out her chest, speaking with conviction.

My dad's great-grandma, but that doesn't make you my great-grandma.

If I call you great-grandma, wouldn't that make me my dad's brother?

"But you look even younger than me. I'm not stupid." William Thompson picked up his teacup and took a sip, forcing himself to speak.

"Mm," great-grandma nodded, "I died when I was eighteen."

"Pfft..." William Thompson sprayed tea all over great-grandma's chest.

Great-grandma frowned, wiped the water off her chest, and the flesh color showed through her shirt. She was wearing nothing underneath, and as a grown man, William Thompson couldn't possibly dig out a bra from the closet for her to wear.

William Thompson took a deep breath and opened his father's second letter: "When you open the second letter, it means great-grandma has already refreshed your worldview. Haha, don't get too excited. Without a refreshed worldview, how can you possibly grow?

The world you see is just the tip of the iceberg. Every father in the world should personally open the door to a new world for his son. Ordinary fathers can only teach their sons how to reproduce, but I will teach you how to see the real world. You are not an ordinary person, but the descendant of an ancient demon bloodline. When you and great-grandma can merge body and soul, you will awaken your bloodline power. Before you awaken your bloodline, never touch that real world. Also, great-grandma is a powerful battle soul, and at the same time, a troublesome little demon. You must develop her well." The will ended there.

How am I supposed to develop great-grandma? Hey, make yourself clear.

And what the hell is an ancient demon bloodline?

William Thompson was completely confused. His damn old man only said half of what he meant, never explaining things clearly.

"Great... grandma, what does the will mean?" William Thompson handed over his father's will, hoping great-grandma could explain everything. If it weren't for his father's will, there was no way he could sit here calmly, talking to a pretty girl who claimed to be his great-grandma.

Great-grandma took it, glanced at it, and said, "Exactly what it says."

"Sounds impressive but I don't get it. Great-grandma, could you enlighten your great-grandson?"

Great-grandma tilted her head, seriously said, "Of course, no problem. But first, bring me a bottle of Ugly Baby."

"Huh?" William Thompson was stunned.

What the hell is Ugly Baby?

"Do you have gold coin chocolate?"

"..."

"At least you have popping candy, right?"

"..."

"How about watermelon bubble gum?"

"..."

Great-grandma puffed her cheeks, raised her brows, looking cute and sulky: "What, you don't have any of these tasty snacks?"

William Thompson finally realized: "Snacks from over twenty years ago... most of them aren't sold anymore."

Great-grandma seemed to have suffered a huge blow. She clutched her chest, so heartbroken she could hardly breathe: "Edward Thompson you bastard, you little brat, short-lived ghost, you made me sleep for twenty years. The world twenty years later is so boring, I can't go on living."

As she spoke, the woman started rolling around on the sofa, throwing a tantrum, looking very agitated and angry.

Great-grandma's dignity was instantly gone.

William Thompson was stunned for a long time. "Um, there are still snacks, I'll go buy some for you?"

There was a convenience store downstairs. William Thompson took the elevator down, wandered around the store, and bought a three-yuan pack of spicy strips and a six-yuan bag of potato chips.

When he got home, great-grandma was standing by the window, gazing out at the city. As William Thompson walked into the living room, he heard her say softly, "So much has changed. There weren't buildings this tall before."

Knowing that great-grandma wouldn't harm him, William Thompson felt a little more at ease. Otherwise, he wouldn't have come back at all—he'd have run off to find his adoptive father and begged to be adopted again.

"Well, it has been twenty years. Our country has developed pretty fast." William Thompson chimed in.

"What year is it now?"

"2020."