The Amusing Adventures of a Directionally Challenged Dad and Daughter-Chapter 104

Chang'an hurried to the front deck to check, only to see Silver Wolf and Big White, who were originally assigned to guard the house, chasing after them.

Their jumping ability was truly impressive—they leaped onto the ship from a distance of seven or eight meters.

"What are you following us for? Can you even swim? If something happens, you’ll drown easily, you know."

The two wolves gave Chang'an a disdainful glance, refusing to engage with her.

Their voyage had no fixed destination. Fishing was just a side activity. They simply wanted to explore whether the world beyond the sea was the same as the one in their previous life.

If it was, they’d check if a certain small island nation already existed. If it did, they’d wipe them out. If not, they’d make sure the place became uninhabitable, ensuring that despicable race could never thrive there.

Cutting the problem off at the root—nothing wrong with that.

They also wanted to check on a certain thieving nation, the one that boasted an eight-thousand-year history—what a joke. But right now, that joke probably hadn’t even split off yet and might still be part of unified Goryeo.

"Dad, let’s head west."

"Got it."

Old Gu Six took out a compass to determine the direction, adjusted the sails, and set the ship on a westward course, letting it drift wherever fate took them.

To him, wherever they ended up was up to chance.

He pulled out a makeshift fishing rod he’d crafted, didn’t bother with bait, casually cast the line, and sat at the bow to fish.

Chang'an lay on the deck, eyes closed, resting—or rather, summoning the Great Lord.

"Great Lord, Great Lord, are you there?"

"Great Lord?"

"Great Lord, how long will my Old Gu Six dad live?"

"Great Lord, if Old Gu Six dad dies by accident, does that count as successfully completing his trial?"

"Great Lord, after Old Gu Six dad kicks the bucket, do I keep living in this world until I die, or do I go back to the original one?"

"Great ​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‍Lord, Great Lord, are you there? Hello?"

"Great Lord, my dearest Great Lord?"

"Great Lord, how old are you?"

"Great Lord, do you have a girlfriend?"

"Great Lord, have you ever been dumped?"

…………

Chang'an kept babbling nonstop, while Old Gu Six sneezed incessantly.

The Great Lord she was summoning was as agitated as a certain monkey, stomping his feet in frustration. "So annoying!"

[Just how bored are you?]

"Very bored. Come chat with me," Chang'an said, resting her head on her arm, legs crossed, one foot bouncing cheerfully—utterly relaxed.

[I’m busy. Go entertain yourself.]

"Oh, really? If that’s the case, I might just take a nice, long swim in the ocean."

[Wait—fine, I’m free. Very free. What do you want to talk about?]

"First, answer the questions I just asked."

[Alright.

First: Your dad will live until he dies.

Second: If he dies because of his own stupidity, it’s a failed trial. If it’s for the sake of the world, it counts as success.

Of course, if he’s just incompetent and gets killed deliberately, that’s also a failure.

To succeed, he either needs to accomplish great deeds or live as a mortal until his natural end.

Accumulating great virtue might be asking too much of him—I’m afraid he’d end up accumulating vice instead.

So the only option is to live out his lifespan. That’s the simplest way.

Third: You can’t return to the original world. You’ll live in this one until you die.

That’s it. The rest of your questions don’t need answers.]

"Fine then. Great Lord, who are you? Why are you helping Old Gu Six dad?"

…………

After Chang'an asked, the Great Lord fell silent. She waited for a long time, but no response came.

"Great Lord, still there? Over?"

"Great Lord? Calling Great Lord."

After waiting what felt like half an hour, the Great Lord finally spoke.

[Stop shouting. I’m here. Who am I? You’ll find out when your dad kicks the bucket.]

"Alright, should I just kill him now then?"

[……You’re really filial, aren’t you?]

"Just kidding. Obviously, I wouldn’t do that. Let’s get serious—are you sure you won’t give me a navigation system?"

[Can you be even slightly reasonable? Even if I gave you one, you couldn’t use it. What kind of world is this?]

"An ancient one."

[You know it’s ancient, yet you still want navigation? Navigation systems are built for high-tech worlds. Even if I went and stole—no, bought—one for you, do you think it’d work here?]

"But doesn’t this world’s geography look just like the one from my past life? Why wouldn’t it work?"

[All derivative worlds are modeled after that one. The terrain, environment, and climate are similar. The only difference is the history—each world’s history is unique.]

"Then why not just make a new navigation system using this world’s data?"

[Use the tools of the era you’re in. Don’t try to stand out too much.]

"Fine, forget navigation. Does that small island nation exist right now?"

[Which one?]

"You know which one. Who else but those disgusting non-humans?"

[Oh. No nation, but there’s a small village. Not many people—probably migrants from somewhere else.]

Chang'an grinned darkly. "If I sink that island, it won’t mess up the world’s balance, right?"

[No. It’s not significant enough to affect anything. The world map would just lose one tiny island.]

"Good. Then it’s settled."

[How exactly do you plan to sink an island?]

"How about triggering all the volcanoes on it?"

[……If you can pull it off, sure, why not?]

"Then will you at least give me some equipment?"

[……You’re the one who wants to blow up volcanoes. Why ask me for gear? It’s not like I’m the one doing it.]

"But you’re my Great Lord! Shouldn’t you support me in my grand mission?"

[I must owe you and your dad from a past life. How about twenty explosive eggs?]

"Isn’t that too little? There are over a hundred active volcanoes there."

[Each of my explosive eggs is as powerful as a mushroom cloud. They’re not to be used lightly. Take it or leave it.]

"Fine, I’ll take them. Throw in some safety gear too."

…………

The Great Lord initially wanted to ignore her, but then he remembered—she was about to do something monumentally stupid.

And she was dragging her dad along with her. If she set off twenty explosive eggs, they wouldn’t even have time to escape.

He sighed helplessly. She’d carried her hatred from the last world into this one—what could he do?

Support her, obviously.

[I’ll make you twenty wooden bird puppets. Once they’re done, I’ll put them in your space. Use them to drop the explosive eggs. My advice? Aim for the biggest active volcanoes—maximum effect.]

"Thank you, Great Lord. When I die, I’ll take care of you in your old age."

[……Do you even hear yourself?]

"What’s wrong?"

[Let me ask you this: How exactly are you going to take care of me after you’re dead?]

"Oh. Then, Great Lord, I’ll repay your kindness in my next life."

[Can’t you repay me in this one? Admit it—you just want a free ride.]

"You didn’t have to say it out loud. I’m embarrassed now."

Chang'an’s bouncing foot grew even more enthusiastic, making her look like a wagging-tailed puppy.

"Trust me, you can't run away. You and your father will have to take care of me in my old age—though forget about sending me off, I doubt I’ll ever go."

Chang'an: ???

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The old man didn’t bother with her anymore and went back to work for her instead.

The more he thought about it, the weirder it seemed. How had he, perfectly fine, ended up becoming a workhorse? And an unpaid one at that.