Handcrafted goods are superior to robot made ones. Typically, rich and powerful ones enjoy the handcrafted products while weak and impoverished can only afford the mass machine produced ones.
Just like the earth - the rich get richer; the poor get poorer, Or the survival of the fittest.
There’s one fundamental difference though, the theory survival of the fittest is widely accepted by all the people of Unigux. On the other hand, on earth, people try to overthrow this theory in many ways. For the people of Unigux, this theory is just like the law of gravity humans on earth.
Quinn's parents are running an ordinary restaurant in the city. He has been there a few times, it’s a small restaurant with only 5 employees; it was always crowded. His father's the chief cook while his mother manages the restaurant.
All the information he’s got so far is from the interaction with the customers of the restaurant. Everyone loved cute kids, and Quinn could be considered as the cutest kid around; thus, he's popular with the customers.
His parents were just ordinary cultivators with decent strength, he did not know their exact realm, but he gauged their power to be slightly above average cultivators.
Actually, Quinn was content with his lifestyle, in his past life though he was born with a silver spoon and loving parents; but they didn't have much spare time to spend with him.
Andre and Helena shower Quinn with love and he too behaved like an ordinary kid before his parents.
At times he would act a bit mature and exhibited some talents. These were to make his parents happy and proud of having a bright kid and a few other advantages.
Overall he was very content with his present life; he had a loving and doting parent who spoiled him a lot. Their living condition was very pretty ordinary yet a filling one.
The only thing that bothered him was access to gadgets. He was only given a few tech toys like the Rubik's cube. He did not have a Personal Implant of his own. So his information was limited to what he gets from the customers of the restaurant and his parents.
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Back to present….
"The record is broken!! New record 4.34 minutes" beautiful women appeared from the blue ball and stood behind the cube.
When Quinn heard the announcement, he immediately awoke. He was stunned, realizing that he broke his own record. The previous record was set by him 8 months ago; then he challenged himself to break his own record in 9 months.
But that challenge was like a ban of his life, and he failed thousands of times and finally, he broke the record after 8 months. But before he could celebrate the door opened and his father called for him.
"Hey kiddo, come greet Grandpa Blake."
Immediately the cube shrunk and it became 3x3 Rubik's cube, the women also vanished.
Quinn was amazed to find that he had relatives; he always presumed that they had no relatives. Now that a Grandpa suddenly popped up, he was eager to meet.
Though the tragedies of his past life were caused by evil relatives Quinn didn't develop any sort of prejudice against relatives or family as a whole; in fact, during his voyage, he encountered many kind-hearted people who were supporting or loving their kin.
Moreover, Quinn was resolved to lead a different path in this life, and he sincerely wished for having a large group of warm and affectionate relatives in this life.
Quinn walked to the hall with his father and found his mother talking with a bald old man.
The old man was wearing a reddish-black robe; his looks were very average as ordinary as a bookkeeper.
One would forget his face if they didn't take extra pains to register, to most he will be like a passerby. Nothing stood out about him that made him unique. He was a stark contrast to his gorgeous parents.
When his mother and the old man sensed their arrival, they stopped their conversation and turned towards him. And then the old man eyed his father and mother as if was asking their consent for something.
After his parents nodded their head solemnly; the old man started mumbling something. The moment he started his mumbling, the calm and gentle aura around him transformed into an overbearing majestic aura, he was like an evil tyrant king brimming with arrogance and intense Killing Intent.
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Strangely it only lasted for a short period till; then his eyes turned white like a blind old man, his previous majestic aura was like an illusion or a misconception.
But strangely Quinn felt the white eyes even more terrifying than the tyrannical aura. He started to panic; the eyes were threatening to see through all his secrets; it was as if they were lying bare before the terrifying eyes.
"Truly strange this brat has a Grade 10 natal soul."
The old man was muttering in a low voice, but since it was extremely silent, Quinn and his parents heard it clearly. When his parents listened to this, they were blooming with a smile and were literally over the moon.
"But he only has a Grade 2 innate body, this type of body constitution is one in a million possibility; actually this is a disaster."
The second part of the sentence was like pouring a bucket full of cold water; his parent's joyous mood turned gloomy, but still, there was no despair or helplessness in their eyes.
Immediately the very next second, they recovered with a confident smile. The present scene gave out an ethereal flavour, loving parents are a different breed altogether.
'Only parents love can be this unconditional.'
Considering their expressions, he re-checked Quinn, yet he still got the same result.
"Do not worry; there are many people in history who has achieved great heights with a strong soul but weak body."
He tried to lift the heavy mood, even Quinn could tell he was trying to cheer up his parents.
The innate body was the very base of cultivation - higher the Grade body easier it is to cultivate. Unfortunately, no treasure could improve the body constitution before cultivation.
The grade of the innate body and natal soul will determine the size and purity of the core formation, which is the beginning of cultivation.
After starting to cultivate the body and soul will strengthen, but the Core will never change. Actually, the soul can never progress before cultivation, while the physical body has some scope of improvement with some strenuous exercises.
Even then a physical body can never be enhanced beyond 2 grades; this meant the maximum Grade Quinn can reach is Grade 4.
Blake knew the young couple very well; he was sure they were going to search for Blood stabilizing treasures for Qi transfusion.
He secretly shook his head; he was well aware of the complications and difficulties involved. The probability succeeding is very less, and failure meant a horrible death.
Destruction of cultivation realm is only the best-case scenario, and it can even lead to death in worse cases.
This is the truth known to the world but Blake the harsher reality of Qi Transfusion.
Normally, Qi transmission is only done by parents who extremely dote their children. Because it must be done whole-heartedly else Qi will destroy the recipient.
Before Blake could convince them not to do Qi transfusions, Helena spoke while signalling him to remain to keep his mouth shut.
"Quinn, go to your room and play for a while, dad and Grandpa Blake has some important work."
Helena told Quinn to return to the room. Quinn knew that his mother will get angry if he refuses.
He completely ignored the old man who was standing dumbfounded and ran back to his room. Old Blake shook his head, seeing the boy.
'He's really has a Grade 10 mortal soul.'
Blake was felt both proud and dejected at the same time.
"Hey, guys let's go outside and talk."
Helena suggested, and the other two agreed.
All of them went to the lawn, though it was a small lawn it was well maintained and the whole house was covered by trees which made it very beautiful scenery. Any person who saw it will forget their worry and adore the beauty of this place.
Well, there will always be exceptions like the three sitting around the table in the lawn. The couple was silent and too quiet while the old man was slightly nervous, and traces of fear could be seen in his eyes.
"Sorry father, the kid is a bit too intelligent, but he is still a kid, so please forgive him."
Andre apologized to old Blake for Quinn's rude behaviour in a very respectful manner, but there was a small grin on his face. When Blake saw the smile, he immediately knew that he was is in deep shit.
Blake thoroughly understood the situation. When he found Quinn's constitution, Blake was so shocked that he forgot Quinn, who was standing in the room.
Though Quinn might not understand what Grade 2 mortal body meant he is bound to learn it and is sure to suffer.
"Enough Andre, you are just like a small kid. You fully realize that it was not my father's fault; father is just a bit old. Isn't that right dad?"
Helena chided Andre and asked Blake in a sombre tone with a cold smile.
If these were said by anyone other person, a straight punch would be flying at him. But now beads of sweats dripped down Blake's forehead and tremble all over when he saw Helena's smile.
He knew Helena very well if Andre was a sharp blade then Helena was a terrible poisonous needle. He knew if denial wouldn't help, surrendering was the way out.
"Yes, yes, Helena, I surrender. It's because I became old and senile that I couldn't quickly recover from the shock and revealed everything to that brat. So please forgive your poor old father."
Blake completely surrendered; he would have fought if it was Andre, but he could only accept his defeat with Helena here.
The main reason he submitted is that Helena was like a daughter to him like the saying goes one can never win his own daughter. Helena is his Adopted daughter.
While Blake was apologizing, Quinn went to his room and sat on the bed calmly. He understood his parents very well, and from their expression, he knew Grade 2 mortal body was a severe problem.
Though he couldn’t realize the severity of the issue, he was sure that it was a side effect of his Primordial Chaotic physique.
Moreover, Quinn had the confidence to overturn any kind of misfortune; after all, he had everything he wished so wasn’t going despair in the face of a small set back.