That night, Neo paid 2 million of his family's debts to his relatives and other borrowers.
However, the West King gang wouldn't get a dime. They had harassed and hit his sister and mother mercilessly, so how could he just hand over the money?
They had a deeper debt to settle first.
Neo also planned to take Nina and his mother to buy a low-tier apartment in the Central District, where the security would at least be decent.
He didn't know much about prices, so he started their century-old computer model with a physical monitor and keyboard to connect to the Universal Network.
From there, he did his research and set his destination with a price range from 12 million to 15 million.
After that, Neo was about to shut the computer down.
At that moment, a folder opened on its own.
Inside the folder, there were some elegant handwritten words:
〔 To my son, Neo Godson 〕
"Father?" It was undeniably his father's handwriting.
Neo was half in shock and half in awe. Nonetheless, he kept reading.
〔 If you're reading this in flesh and bone, then you're already awakened as a Beyonder and have obtained your Symphony (Unique Talent). If so, I'm very glad.〕
〔 Haha, curious how I know the future? Then know this, the Godson name isn't just for show. Your father is a literal god.〕
〔 Let's be serious, son. I honestly don't know what your talent is, my son. But I know it's definitely not ordinary. All I want from you is to use it wisely and take care of the family.
And lastly, don't search for me. I'm far from the physical world. You wouldn't be able to find me even if you became a god yourself. So just enjoy your life and chill.
Your father is fine. I'm living a beautiful life with an otherworldly harem. Ahem, don't tell your mother though. I'm still afraid of her temper 〕
A single tear dropped from his eyes, but Neo was smiling.
"Lies!" he murmured as the tear fell onto the concrete floor.
"I know what kind of person you are, Father. God or mortal, you would never enjoy yourself while we suffer. I can imagine the forced laugh on your face while your heart bleeds, just like those countless nights in our childhood when you came home smiling brightly while burying your physical and mental exhaustion.
That dried, weathered face of a helpless man cannot be replaced by the face of godhood. You were in pain even then, and even now."
The monitor was finally shut down.
"I will find you, Father. You don't know what your son could become."
After that, Neo fell asleep, hoping the next day would bring him fresh goals and new destinies.
The night passed, noisy outside but with a strange peace inside.
The life of the Godson family was about to change, and for the better. Their relatives had already received clues, and they were going to be even more baffled from now on.
The morning arrived.
However, instead of the chaotic noises of their neighbors, a serene environment welcomed the Godson family.
Neo stirred awake to the fresh scent of pine and polished sandalwood, the kind only found in luxurious furniture.
Neo looked around in confusion.
He was sleeping on an expensive king-size bed, and the room was the epitome of luxury itself.
The room was wide, well furnished, and covered with state-of-the-art technologies a couple needs.
This wasn't their cage room; rather, this single room can hold 10 of those cage rooms with ease.
"Just where am I?" he muttered in confusion and awe.
As he slowly stepped out of the room, an even more grand setting welcomed him.
Neo froze at the doorway.
Before him stretched a vast living hall, so grand it felt unreal. The floor beneath his feet was made of polished marble, smooth and reflective like a still lake, mirroring the soft golden lights embedded across the ceiling.
The ceiling itself rose high above, layered with intricate designs and glowing white lines.
Tall glass walls replaced ordinary boundaries, revealing a panoramic view of the Central District.
The skyline welcomed the morning light, where flying vehicles glided silently across the air like streams of light.
The artificial air was pollution-free, just as if born from nature itself.
The furnitures were ancient-looking, but they matched the noble ambiance perfectly.
Not just the living hall, every corner of the villa radiated wealth.
The security was also at level of state of the art.
Hidden within the walls, near the ceiling edges, small lens-like modules rotated slightly.
The security system was highly advanced. It was almost invisible to the untrained eye, but he could hear it.
"Identity recognized: Neo Godson. Primary Owner Confirmed."
Neo's heart skipped a beat. It was the sound of the house security system.
When he arrived outside in the open garden, he got the complete view.
It was a double-story luxurious villa, standing approximately 50 m tall and 500 meters in radius, including the garden area and parking space.
The view creepily matched the Green Vine villa he recently saw on that red envelope.
"How did I get here? Where are Mother and Nina?" he asked to the air, worried.
He desperately searched for them until they were found on the western side of the sprawling garden.
There were just them, a few women in maid uniforms, and an old man in a black tailored suit, likely a butler, standing before them.
Not threateningly, but with respect.
"Madam, please don't be confused. This is now your house. Your son, Sir Neo Godson, is our new employer. Please be at ease," the old butler said in a kind tone, eyes closed.
Nina smiled like a flower. "Mother! That means we're kidnapped by your son's girlfriend to stay in this house. How romantic!"
Mrs. Godson still looked a little afraid.
Just what was going on?
"Mom," Neo called out suddenly, making everyone's heads turn.
As soon as the 6 maids and the butler saw Neo's face, they immediately bowed.
"Welcome to Green Vine Villa, Sir. We're at your service."