The reason why the extraordinary powers of the Siheyuan World, the Sequence Two World, remain so low-key and separated from mainstream society was actually intentional on Xiao's part.
This world held a special and significant place in Xiao's heart. It was not only the world most similar to his homeland, but also the place where his emotional attachment resided.
Out of his love for his homeland and his concern for maintaining the world's balance, Xiao did not wish his existence to cause excessive changes or upheavals.
Therefore, he deliberately limited the development speed of technology and extraordinary powers in the Siheyuan World, maintaining a gradual pace while continuously making adjustments and optimizations.
This approach ensured the world's stable progress while allowing people to gradually adapt to and accept the arrival of new things.
Of course, if a true genius created something that surpassed the era, Xiao would not interfere.
He believed in human wisdom and creativity. As long as those technologies were not derived from him and were independently developed by humanity, they deserved complete respect and support.
For example, several years ago, a group of biology PhDs successfully synthesized edible starch from carbon dioxide—a technology even the Cyberpunk World had not achieved.
Yet they accomplished it.
Moreover, this technology had been entirely developed independently, completely unrelated to Xiao or any of the power systems under his command.
This purely self-developed achievement brought Xiao immense satisfaction.
Regarding these geniuses, Xiao could only sigh:
"As expected of a world that gave birth to the Farm Dimension!"
Even in modern society, where food was no longer scarce, everyone still seemed to possess a deeply rooted obsession with food.
This reminded him of the Cyberpunk World's longing for virtuality and immortality, which had ultimately given birth to the Will Immortality Relic technology that could easily seize another person's body.
Meanwhile, the Siheyuan World had experienced dozens of great famines throughout its history. The desire for food had been engraved deep into the bones of its people, naturally giving rise to such astonishing food-related black technology.
Xiao was genuinely pleased with these completely independent achievements.
He saw the wisdom and creativity of those true elites.
They had no need to imitate others and could independently develop such miraculous technologies.
The Sequence Two World and Xiao's previous life were like two flowers growing from the same branch, possessing many similarities while also containing subtle differences.
But for Xiao, that was enough.
Enough to make him miss his homeland.
Enough to let him recall those memories of the past, piece by piece.
Xiao also freely browsed the information of this world, fully enjoying the unique charm of this era.
At the same time, he began trying many novel experiences that economic constraints or other circumstances had prevented him from enjoying in his previous life.
This was a wonderful era to be a Dragon King.
It allowed Xiao to fulfill those extremely chuunibyou fantasies, leaving him feeling completely refreshed.
This was truly a wonderful era to be a Dragon King.
Xiao freely and recklessly enjoyed life in this world, fulfilling those absurd chuunibyou fantasies and experiencing unparalleled satisfaction.
However, while Xiao was fully immersed in playing the role of the "Dragon King" outside, he had no idea that his old fathers-in-law were quietly observing his every move.
Putting down the intelligence reports, everyone sighed with emotion, their faces filled with envy and yearning.
Watching the ridiculous things Xiao was doing, the leaders could only laugh helplessly.
Xiao's carefree behavior made them both annoyed and amused.
He seemed destined to remain forever unruly and unconstrained.
Despite sixty years having passed, and despite already having great-grandchildren, Xiao still behaved exactly like the carefree idler he had once been, strolling the streets and walking his bird.
Time seemed to have left no marks on him.
He remained young and energetic.
In contrast, although the leaders still maintained a certain level of physical vitality, their hearts had gradually aged.
Perhaps this was the price of power.
Years of mental and physical exhaustion had consumed too much of their energy, making them truly feel tired.
Recently, they had begun to experience a sense of powerlessness and found themselves unable to devote themselves to work as passionately as they had in their youth.
As age caught up to them, both body and mind gradually became exhausted, making them realize that it was time to slow down and rest properly.
They had worked here for too long.
They had dedicated themselves to this country for far too long.
So long that they had almost forgotten what the beautiful scenery outside looked like.
They realized that it was time to pass some responsibilities to the younger generation.
These old men deserved to be a little selfish and enjoy their retirement.
They should let go of past glories and responsibilities, embrace a new stage of life with peace of mind, and begin living for themselves.
That meant spending time with family, accompanying the children at home, rediscovering old hobbies, or simply quietly enjoying the beauty of life.
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Meanwhile, after the banquet at Volcano Manor, the first-generation members of the Xiao Clan became curious about the Tang Dynasty.
A group of drunken first-generation Xiao Clan members clamored for Li Hong to bring them to his home to play and, while they were at it, meet the mother of their counterpart from another world.
Thus, Li Shimin witnessed a large group of Golden Dragons in all kinds of forms being summoned by his youngest son.
Many of them were drunk.
However, because they had consumed too much alcohol, these first-generation Xiao Clan members behaved like huskies that had just been released.
They gradually became somewhat uncontrollable.
Not only did they treat the Tang imperial palace as a playground, but they even started dismantling it.
This was because they wanted to study the differences between the mortise-and-tenon structures of their ancestors and those of modern times.
And Li Hong, that little rascal, not only failed to stop them but even clapped enthusiastically and cheered them on.
Li Shimin helplessly shook his head as he looked at these troublesome children.
He knew that these first-generation Xiao Clan members were only acting so wildly because of curiosity.
However, he was also worried that they would bring unnecessary trouble to the Tang Dynasty.
Therefore, he personally stepped forward, hoping to stop their mischief.
But when he arrived before the first-generation Xiao Clan members, he discovered that they completely ignored his persuasion and warnings.
Left with no other choice, Li Shimin decided to use his ultimate move—
Complaining to his wife.
After receiving the news, Wu Meiniang rushed over immediately.
Looking at the chaotic scene before her, anger surged within her.
She summoned a "Seven Wolves" brand Death Thorn Whip and mercilessly whipped the house-demolishing first-generation Xiao Clan members, determined to make up for the childhood they had missed.
As for Li Shimin, with a cold smile on his face, he grabbed Li Hong by the collar, preparing to give him a complete childhood.
He couldn't beat Xiao's other descendants.
But he could certainly beat his own son, couldn't he?
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