Tomb Raider: The Adventures of a Dumb Man

So there is another me in this world, Shen Qing thought, touching the folding fan in his hand, which transformed into a green Taoist robe. He stood on the top of the mountain and looked at the whole world.

This new world is in the midst of war; even at the foot of the mountain one can hear the sound of blood and killing.

"Help, help."

"Who will save us?"

"Mother."

"dad."

"Old man."

"Big baby."

"I'm going to kill you."

"Fight."

"Run."

"Please don't kill us, or just kill me and leave my family alone."

"You idiot, you traitor."

"No, I didn't think like that. They said they just wanted food."

The blood at the foot of the mountain spread out. In wars between countries, ordinary people are the ones who die the fastest. Invaders are inherently evil and inhumane. Praying will not bring peace. Only resistance can bring hope of life.

Some people rise up to resist, some sit and wait to die, some linger on, and some bow down and kneel. No matter how many times the world turns, the essence is the same. However, killing is never worthy of praise.

When Shen Qing arrived, the village at the foot of the mountain was already a sea of ​​fire, and the flames of sin engulfed this snow-white world.

When the system saw it, it still couldn't adapt. The war here was still cruel, but although it had not seen many armies that were so perverted, the scene here was still one of the best.

The system's heart was a little breathless. Looking at the bloody aura in the sky and the corpses on the ground, it still couldn't adapt well. It thought that if there was no host, it would still be a bad little system. It would still watch the bad host fall in love, steal some of the world's luck, and maybe even pay for it.

"Host, why can't we not fight?"

"Because of greed."

Not wanting to continue thinking about issues that make the system feel uncomfortable, the system feels that it needs maintenance and wonders what went wrong.

If Shen Qing knew, he would tell it that it had grown a brain. A system with emotions would become a new race in the universe and be recognized by the Tao. A purely mechanical heart and purely mechanical thinking would never be recognized. The Tao is love.

Great love is no love, and no love is great love.

"System, what is the mission of this world?"

The system flipped through the catalog and said, "Host, we don't need to save the world this time. This is the inevitable process of this world. So the host's task in this world is to raise the Son of the World. It's simple, isn't it?"

The system looked proud, as if it wanted Shen Qing to praise it.

Shen Qing: !!!!!!!!!!!!

People say no, if I don’t have to save the world, I will have to take care of the children. But I might as well save the world, child, you let me raise the children.

Shen Qing felt overwhelmed. He had never raised a child before, haha.

So, just calm down.

"How big."

"???"

"How old is the child?"

The system then reacted, "He's about three years old. You can go pick him up now."

Fortunately, it’s not a baby, otherwise Shen Qing would really go on strike.

According to the system's positioning, Shen Qing disappeared in a flash. The spiritual power in this world is too little, and it has to be used sparingly. However, since it is to pick up a child, it is better to go there quickly. It is better to be safe than sorry. When the Son of the World heard this, he either had to stack up his luck value to the maximum, or his misery value to the maximum.

If they all need help from the Heavenly Dao, then the progress of this world must have failed, and it must be a miserable one. Just thinking about it really makes me sigh. Even if you want to upgrade, you can't abuse the children of the world like this. Do you have to kill both parents before you can start a big battle? Can't you just live in harmony and progress smoothly?

Therefore, the problems with the Way of Heaven, except for force majeure, are basically caused by the Way of Heaven itself. It asks humans to clean up its mess after it has done something wrong.

Shen Qing's calculations were becoming more and more outrageous. However, there were many outrageous gods. To some extent, Shen Qing was very principled for not destroying the world.

After all, it is rare to remain calm when one's soul is shattered.

"He is a fake Holy Child. He is a liar."

"He will be driven out of this yard tomorrow."

"That's right. A liar should be taken to an orphanage. He's still a fake and a bastard."

"But it's actually none of his business. He's only three years old."

"Shut up, you're crazy, is that what you can say?"

The two guards at the door finally calmed down. They were all members of the Zhang family. To some extent, the Zhang family was not a reasonable place, and some things were even a little perverted.

The little man in the yard just stood there quietly and listened. He didn't understand much, but he knew that he couldn't decide the future.

He was a little panicked, but kept a straight face out of habit, as was almost the case with most members of the Zhang family.

There was confusion on his fair face. What should he do?

"Kid, since they don't want you anymore, then you should come with me."

The sudden sound made the child turn around abruptly, and he saw a man in blue holding a folding fan in his hand, slowly walking towards him and squatting. The close contact made the child step back because he was not used to it.

No one would get close to him.

He looked at the person in front of him with curiosity. He was so handsome, and his smile was too. Members of the Zhang family seldom smiled, but the smile was evident on the faces of children who were doted on by their parents. He once secretly saw it, although it was brief, but he knew it was a smile.

"who are you?"

The baby fat on the child's face has not gone down, and his big eyes are full of curiosity. Such a cute smiling face has no expression on it, which really makes people want to tease him.

Shen Qing couldn't help but hug the baby and shook him, but he was still too thin. The child looked a little surprised. He was so well-behaved and cute, so he could still be raised.

"I will be your master from now on. What about you? What's your name?"

"They called me the Holy Infant, and now they call me a liar. Someone told me my name is Zhang Haiguan."

After saying this, the child's face dimmed unconsciously. He was not a liar.

"Well, little seaman, my name is Shen Qing. We must take care of each other in the future. I will take care of you when you are young, and you will take care of me when I am old, okay?"

The child nodded seriously, "Okay."

Then he shook his head again, "We can't get out."

"This is not something you should worry about. How can I be your master if I don't have the ability?"

Shen Qing stuffed the folding fan in his hand into the child's arms, formed a seal with one hand, and disappeared on the spot while holding him.

When they found out, the elders discussed and decided to keep it secret, and announced to the clan members that the fake Holy Infant was dead. A new round of power struggle began, but this time there was no target, and the internal division of the Zhang family accelerated the process.

Amid internal and external troubles, undercurrents are surging.

This is no longer Shen Qing and Xiaoguan’s business. They have already settled in a courtyard in Changsha.

The sudden change of scenery before his eyes and the bustling noises outside the wall made him realize that they had really left and that the master was truly amazing.

The super awesome kind.

Facing the children's admiring eyes, Shen Qing was not at all intimidated, but rather very proud. No wonder even if people raise children like money-eating beasts, being looked at like this would make them feel very ambitious. Buy, buy, buy, buy. Little boy, whatever you want, the master will buy it for you.