"This is....."

Ying Zheng stared at the thing on the table for a moment and asked curiously: "What is this?"

"toilet paper!"

Zhao Kun smiled and said, "I used this thing to make Zhao Gao's information public in one day!"

"Haha, my son is a talented man!"

Ying Zheng smiled and praised.

After all, the function of straw paper is quite big.

However, when thinking about Zhao Kun's life, he was a little curious: "What I mentioned about immortality is related to this straw paper?"

"It's true!"

Zhao Kun nodded and said, "Although this straw paper has a substitute, its effect is far more than any substitute?"

Ying Zheng was stunned: "Why is this?"

In his mind, although straw paper can make writing more convenient, carrying the same silk, parchment rolls, etc. can also make writing more convenient.

The main difference is whether the cost is low.

This straw paper is as thin as silk cloth, but it is more suitable for writing than silk, and it is not cheap at first glance.

In this way, the value of straw paper is greatly reduced.

After all, the Qin State was not rich, and even silk and sheepskin rolls were only afforded by a very few nobles, let alone this straw paper.

This is the main reason why the straw paper came out astonished everyone but the response was mediocre.

But Zhao Kun's next words subverted Ying Zheng's perception.

But Zhao Kun said: "The manufacturing of straw paper is mainly made of tree bark, wheat poles, and bamboo chips. The cost is so low that it is negligible, so everyone can afford it."

"What?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ying Zheng's body shook and looked at Zhao Kun with an incredible face: "What I said is true?"

"Of course it's true! With this cheap paper, I can help my adoptive father realize his dream of immortality!"

"Um?"

Ying Zheng was stunned again: "How to achieve it?"

Zhao Kun: "I just told my adoptive father that immortality is the immortality of will. As long as the adoptive father uses this paper and penetrates his will throughout the world, the adoptive father can obtain immortality!"

"What you mean by the will and immortality is just remembered by others. What is the use of such immortality?"

Ying Zheng asked with a frown.

It’s not that he doesn’t understand what Zhao Kun means, but he just thinks it’s meaningless.

The immortality he wants is to live forever, while the immortality Zhao Kun talks about is to be remembered forever.

This is not in line with his pursuit.

But Zhao Kun smiled sadly and said, "It seems that my adoptive father still doesn't understand the mystery of immortality!"

"Um?"

"Will that happen, how about I ask my adoptive father a few questions?"

Ying Zheng: "What's the problem?"

Zhao Kun: "It's just a few questions my master asked me."

Ying Zheng's eyes lit up and he asked, "Your master? Could it be that immortal?"

"good!"

Zhao Kun nodded with a smile and said, "The words of the immortal are the most profound truths. If the adoptive father can understand them, he will not be far from his true immortality!"

Hearing this, Ying Zheng felt aroused and immediately said seriously, "My son, please ask!"

Zhao Kun was secretly happy, but asked seriously: "How did the adoptive father make people do things?"

"Hmm? What does it mean?"

"What is the adoptive father who asked someone to help you do things?"

Ying Zheng was a little puzzled, but he pondered for a moment and replied: "Power? Identity? Fu Ling?"

Zhao Kun asked again: "Then why do others help their adoptive father do things?"

"because....."

Zhao Kun's words made Ying Zheng stunned, thinking that I was asking people to do things, why do you need so much?

However, since Zhao Kun asked, he still had to bite the bullet and answer, after all, it was an immortal's question.

After thinking about it, he replied, "Because of will."

"good!"

Zhao Kun looked at Ying Zheng with appreciation and nodded, "All this is a conveyance of will."

"The adoptive father wants to let me go, so the people from the Black Bingtai will not chase me. The adoptive father wants to rebel against Qin, so I will help the adoptive father plan. The root of all this comes from the adoptive father's will."

“Yes…is it true?”

Ying Zheng hesitated a little.

Zhao Kun was extremely firm: "It's like this. If you don't believe in your wizard father, think about it. Do you follow this principle in everything?"

Ying Zheng thought for a moment and realized the truth; "It seems like this..."

Zhao Kun showed a cunning look in his eyes and said, "But what does this have to do with Changsheng?"

Ying Zheng was stunned for a moment, thinking that this kid was a worm in my stomach? He asked whatever he thought?

However, since this kid asked, he was too lazy to ask again, so just wait for the following.

Seeing Ying Zheng remained silent, Zhao Kun continued to ask: "Enjoyed Father, if you die now, do you think I will uphold your will?"

Ying Zheng frowned: "What does my son mean?"

Zhao Kun smiled and waved his hand and said, "It's nothing else, I just want to tell my adoptive father that I will uphold your will, aim to convey your thoughts, based on inheriting your power, and promote your character to act.

Finally do whatever you want to do!”

At this point, he paused and said, "So, is what I did considered what 'adopted father completed the adoptive father's desire to accomplish?"

"It should be counted..."

Ying Zheng replied vaguely.

He felt something cracking in his mind.

But Zhao Kun hasn't finished speaking yet.

But he heard him say again: "It should be counted, and it should not be counted."

"Because I understand the adoptive father, I can convey the adoptive father's thoughts."

"Because I am the son of the foster father, I can take over the power of the foster father."

"Because my adoptive father agrees with me, I can do what my adoptive father wants to do."

"So, if I leave all this aside, I am no longer me, but a part of my adoptive father's life, is it now considered that the adoptive father has completed what he wants to accomplish?"

"I...I don't understand."

Ying Zheng was confused.

Zhao Kun smiled: "Since you don't understand, let's think about it from another perspective."

As he said that, he moved the teacup on the table, then reached out and dipped some water in the teacup, and wrote a personal word on the table: "Now you are not my adoptive father, put aside all your identities, including the Black Ice Tower Commander,

Who are you?"

"who I am?"

Ying Zheng looked at the herringbone with a blurry look.

Zhao Kun said again: "It's how you define yourself?"

"Aside from all identities..."

Ying Zheng didn't quite understand Zhao Kun's ideas, but he still reluctantly replied: "I am an individual."

"good!"

Zhao Kun nodded: "You are an individual, a mortal!"

"After all identities are apart, people are the same, you, me, the First Emperor, and everyone in the world."

"So, are you still you?"

"this......"

Ying Zheng was a little shocked because Zhao Kun's angle was too tricky.
To be continued...