It's broken! I was targeted by the villain after the apocalypse

The old woman smiled and said, "Little friend, I'm going to start. Are you ready?"

Liu Jinan nodded firmly: "Grandma, I'm ready."

The old woman closed her eyes and prayed. After a moment, a vortex-shaped door of time and space appeared beside her.

"An An, be careful, we are waiting for you here!"

Liu Jinan gave everyone a reassuring look, then turned around and stepped into the door of time and space.

Time turns.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but when Liu Jinan opened his eyes again, he saw a bustling street.

However, it is very different from the streets in my memory. There are no small cars and electric donkeys everywhere. There are only two or three rickshaws shuttling through the crowd.

"You are in the eighth year of the Republic of China. Find the little girl Qin Lingyue and fulfill her wish to complete the first level."

The old woman's voice sounded in his ears, and Liu Jinan noticed that there was a word "Yue" in the little girl's name.

King Kong's original name was Nian Yue. Is he related to Qin Lingyue?

And he was pleasantly surprised to find that he could actually walk on solid ground.

It seems that the test of Lingbao has its own operating rules, which are enough to offset the side effects of his floating.

Otherwise, if he demonstrated his levitation in front of these people from the Republic of China, he might be caught as a monster.

Liu Jinan was walking on the street and immediately noticed something was wrong. He looked up at all the passers-by.

He quickly glanced at his body.

Oh no, I’ve turned into a little kid.

He looks to be about five or six years old. How can he make a living in the Republic of China where he is unfamiliar with the place at his age?

Forget it, let’s not think about these for now. The important thing is to find Qin Lingyue.

I don’t know if his special ability is still there. I’ll try it out somewhere where there is no one.

“Selling pancakes, big and fragrant pancakes!”

"Steamed buns, meat buns, leek buns, egg yolk buns, all kinds of buns are available!"

The earnest shouting, one after another, makes people feel very cordial.

Liu Jinan seldom watched TV dramas from the Republic of China period, nor did he have the conditions to do so, so he was very curious about everything around him.

A street juggler had a long sword pierced his throat, but he was not hurt at all.

Take a sip of sake in your mouth, open your mouth and suddenly a tongue of fire gushes out. How magical!

Liu Jinan was attracted by this wonderful performance and could not help but stop to watch. Only when people asked him for money did he touch his backpack awkwardly.

Good news the backpack is still there.

Bad news, the food inside is inedible. Apart from the gun for self-defense, the only valuable thing is the ring given by the middle-aged woman.

As he was hesitating, he saw that the juggler had already left, still shouting: "Those with money can show their support with money, and those without money can show their support with their presence. We brothers are new here, and we hope you will take good care of us."

Liu Jinan breathed a sigh of relief and quickly left the crowd.

He finally realized how difficult his test was.

A six-year-old child, penniless and helpless.

He has trouble even getting enough food and clothing, and yet he is expected to fulfill other people’s wishes?

Liu Jinan thought, no matter what, he had to find a job that could earn money first.

He was looking for something he could do on the street. As he was walking, he heard loud slogans from afar.

"Strive for national sovereignty abroad and eliminate traitors at home."

“Boycott Japanese goods!”

"Rather Stick to your guns!"

Liu Jinan hid beside a street stall and watched the huge parade passing by him. The young students held up their flags and shouted firm slogans without fear.

It is deafening and powerful.

The torrent of history is roaring.

The pictures in the textbooks and the fragments in the history books seemed to become concrete at this moment.

Liu Jinan's eyes welled up with tears and his blood boiled when he heard this.

But he soon discovered that there seemed to be many pairs of eyes staring at them. He could not read the emotions in those eyes, but he knew that there was a pair of invisible claws quietly reaching out towards these students.

He wanted to shout and warn them to be careful.

But when he opened his mouth, no sound came out.

The old woman's sigh rang in his ears: "You can't change anything. This is my first intervention in the test, and it will be the last time."

Then, even louder noises rang out, and police rushed in from all directions, arresting all the leading students.

Banners and flags covered with slogans were trampled by uniformed law enforcement officers.

An uncontrollable heartache surged in my chest.

"Kid, it's not safe here, go home quickly." The vendor next to him kindly reminded him.

Liu Jinan lowered his head and left with mixed feelings.

"Let my uncle go, let my uncle go!"

The young girl's voice broke into Liu Jinan's eardrums.

He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a little girl about his age hitting a policeman's thigh hard.

"Yueyue, go away, Xiaoshu, take Yueyue away from here!" The uncle of the girl who was clamped shouted heartbreakingly.

Yueyue, could it be Qin Lingyue?

Liu Jinan was cautious and waited to see what would happen.

"I won't leave, uncle, give me back to me! Wuuuu..." The little girl cried sadly.

The patrolman lost his patience and warned sternly: "If you touch me again, I will hit you back."

The little girl still refused to let go.

The patrolman spat and kicked him out.

Chen Shu quickly put Xiaoyue behind him. The kick landed heavily on Chen Shu's back. His body was kicked flying and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Even so, he did not forget to protect Xiaoyue.

"Chen Shu, how are you?" the little girl asked him anxiously.

Chen Shu shook his head: "I'm fine, let's go and find our family for help."

"Okay, let's go." The little girl helped Chen Shu stand up.

But the patrolman still didn't seem to want to let them go, and stepped in his military boots to block the two children's way: "Little girl, what's your name?

"Qin Lingyue."

The patrolman continued to ask: "You said that was your uncle?"

Qin Lingyue nodded with red eyes.

"That's great. Take them back to the police station and investigate the family background of the offending student." The patrolman said coldly.

Chen Shu tried to stop the patrolman, but he was only an eight-year-old kid and was knocked down in an instant.

Qin Lingyue was about to be taken away by the patrol police.

Liu Jinan was no longer silent: "What right do you have to arrest people at will? You said that this little girl is the relative of the student who committed the crime. Do you have any evidence?"

The patrolman sneered, "I suspect there are people in his family who are promoting reactionary slogans. Why do patrolmen need your approval before they can do anything?"

"You took her away by force without an arrest warrant, which is illegal!" He didn't know whether the patrol police in the Republic of China needed an arrest warrant to arrest others, so he just talked first.

"Oh?" The patrolman looked at Liu Jinan with interest. "What arrest warrant? How come I don't know about it?"

"You are protecting them so much, it seems you are their accomplice, come, arrest them all!"