The Immortal King has a farming system (Quick Transmigration)

Chapter 2: The End of the World Part

Yun Huan was silent for a long time, he didn't know what to say next.

For him, he hadn't seen Yun Mo for ten years. Apart from blood relatives, they had almost no topics to talk about.

Yun Mo: "What are you standing there for?"

Yun Mo: "Clean up your room"

Yun Huan: Brother: “Oh, OK”

Yun Huan responded blankly, and almost in a panic, he carried his suitcase into his old room. He closed the door, sat on the ground, hugged himself and cried silently.

He is back!

He struggled to survive alone in his previous life, and in this life, he is no longer alone.

Outside the room, Yun Mo glanced at Yun Huan's door indifferently.

She was crying so sadly. Was she bullied outside?

He didn't want to ask, but then he thought about the fact that he was still occupying someone else's brother's body, and the original owner seemed to care a lot about this younger brother in his memory.

Yun Mo pondered for a while and decided to order takeout. After running back so far, at least he should make sure to eat his fill. As for what kind of takeout to order?

Yun Mo took out his phone and ordered a bunch of food. What to eat? That’s not important!

Order a few more dishes, there will always be something your kids like.

When Yun Huan calmed down and came out, he saw a lot of...takeout food in the living room.

Yun Mo: “It’s out.”

Yunmo: "I ordered takeout for you"

Yun Mo: “Eat it.”

Yun Huan: Brother: "My, mine" Yun Mo: "Yeah"

Yun Huan: Brother: “This is too much”

Yun Huan: Brother: “I’m afraid I can’t finish it.”

Food is very precious in the apocalypse. He looked at the pile of takeout carefully. He hadn't seen so much food in a long time. He was worried that it would go bad if he couldn't finish it.

Yun Mo: “Just pick what you like to eat.”

Yun Mo didn't even raise his head. He was immersed in the book and spoke in an indifferent tone.

He didn't care whether he could finish eating or not. With the nourishment of his spiritual power, this body would soon be able to go on a fast. He didn't need food or anything, so he didn't pay attention to it.

Yun Mo doesn't care, but Yun Huan cares, very much!

He put two-thirds of the food in the refrigerator. Fortunately, the previous tenant disliked the refrigerator's bulk and left it in. Otherwise, given Yun Mo's indifference to food, his family might not even have a refrigerator. Yun Huan put the delicious food in and then buried his head in the food, devouring it like a whirlwind, as if he had been hungry for years.

Yun Mo looked at Yun Huan in surprise. How long had it been since he last ate? Why was he so hungry?

Think about this broken family. Both parents died in a car accident when the original owner was ten years old.

The family relies entirely on the compensation money from my parents to make ends meet.

Although the relatives coveted the money, they were all people who cared about face and were afraid that people would say they were bullying the poor child. So, instead of getting together with the family, they wanted to stay away from the child. This resulted in the original owner having to take care of himself and his younger brother at a young age.

But the original owner was too young, carrying a heavy burden and facing the pointing and criticizing of others, which made him a timid and cowardly person.

But as long as it comes to his younger brother, he immediately becomes "extremely bold".

Perhaps Yun Huan was truly important to the original owner. A child he had raised with so much effort, he had to protect at all costs. Yun Mo thought for a moment and took out a card, placing it next to Yun Huan.

Yun Huan looked at his brother in confusion, blinking blankly with food still in his mouth.

Yun Mo: "For you"

Yun Mo: "There are 200,000 in it"

Yun Mo: "You can use it."

Yun Huan: Brother: "..."

Yun Huan widened his eyes in shock and hurriedly swallowed the food in his mouth.

Yun Huan: younger brother: "Brother"

Yun Huan: Brother: "Where did you get so much money?"

Yun Huan: Brother: "Our family has not had any income for so many years"

Yun Huan: Brother: “Hasn’t that money been spent?”

Yun Mo: "Hmm." Yun Mo said lightly.

The compensation money from the original owner's parents has been spent.

When Yun Mo came, there was less than 10,000 yuan in the card.

Yun Mo was a cultivator, how could a cultivator be poor? So while he was learning about the ways to make money in this world, he took out a piece of jade used by mortals from his purple palace and exchanged it for more than five million.

These days he used the money to invest in stocks and learned some arithmetic as a last-minute cram course. Well, he made a small profit and his assets are almost ten zeros.

If most of his money wasn't tied up in investments, he could have given more.

Yun Mo: "Easy to earn"

Yun Mo: "You spend it first."

Yun Mo: "I'll give you some money when school starts."

When Yun Huan heard Yun Mo's words, he thought of the difficulties of the end of the world and asked excitedly.

Yun Huan: younger brother: "Brother"

Yun Huan: Brother: "How much money do you have?"

Yun Mo: "Wait until you get married in the future"

Yun Mo: "I still have money to buy you a new house."

Yun Huan: younger brother: "Brother"

Yun Huan: Brother: "I"

Yun Huan: Brother: "I" have something to tell you

Yun Huan was a little hesitant. He didn't know whether his brother would believe what he was about to say. After all, he had nothing to prove that what he said was true.

Yun Mo turned his eyes away from the book and looked at his adopted brother.

Yun Mo: "You said"

Yun Huan: younger brother: "Brother"

Yun Huan: Brother: "Do you believe in the end of the world?" Yun Huan carefully observed Yun Mo's expression.

Yun Mo: “…(Silence)”

Yun Huan: Brother: "I"

Yun Huan: Brother: "I" just asked casually

Yun Huan was a little panicked. He had no way to prove what he said. Would his brother suspect that he had mental problems?

Yun Mo: "Is what you want to say related to your current dual souls?"

There is some special power remaining on that foreign soul, so something must have happened.

Yun Huan: Brother: "One, two souls in one body?"

Yun Mo: "Two of you"

Yunmo: "Shared Integration"

Yun Mo’s words are concise and to the point.

Yun Huan, who had been bombarded with online novels, immediately understood what his brother meant. He excitedly grabbed Yun Mo's sleeve.

Yun Huan: Brother: "Brother", brother

Yun Huan: Brother: “That’s right”

Yun Huan: Brother: “That’s right”

Yun Huan: Brother: “It’s related to this.”