PS: I once again reiterate that games are the theme of this book. You don’t have to worry about me writing off-topic topics. It’s just that games are never everything in life. Some things must be written. Although the writing is not good, it must be written.
It has a reason for its existence. It is mainly based on games, with relatives, friends, women and enemies as auxiliary. This is the setting of this book. If you don't like such a plot, please skip this chapter. But I believe everyone will
You agree with what I said, right?
...
The sun sets in the west, and when the morning light is replaced by the afterglow of the setting sun, it is already 9 p.m.
In addition to eating during this period, Zhang Fan put all his energy into the game. Maybe there are more crazy players than him among the players of "Brave", and there are even many such people, but he has been
The dedication is something that many players cannot match.
At around nine o'clock, he finally cleared the lost crypt ten times today (death mode).
Although he was mentally exhausted, he was still ready to continue fighting and planned to break through the death mode again.
Unfortunately, as he was about to enter the lost crypt, a prompt sounded from the system.
"The player is 'starting over' from the beginning. Someone outside the game is contacting you. Please choose whether to exit the game world?"
A look of confusion appeared on his face. Normally no one would bother him at this time, but today someone was looking for him. Could it be his sister? Apart from his sister, there was only a nanny in her forties in the villa, and this nanny had recently been arrested because of her son.
Something happened in college and I asked for a month's leave. I said I wanted to go back to my hometown. It's not time yet, right?
In doubt, he nodded: "Exit."
The next moment, his consciousness shifted from the game to the real world. Unexpectedly, two people he had missed for a long time appeared in his sight.
"Dad, Mom!"
There was a long-lost excitement and surprise in his voice, and of course, there was also a sense of self-blame that couldn't go away.
After being reborn for a week, he has not called his parents once. This son has failed so much. He always flaunts himself as a model of filial son, but this time he spent all his energy on the game.
A deep self-blame crept into his heart.
"Small sail."
Chen Baolian, Zhang Fan's mother, walked over gently, touched Zhang Fan's forehead, and made a few gestures with her fingers: "Growing taller again."
"Haha." Zhang Fan could only smile stupidly at this time.
Only in front of his family and people like Bai Peng and Zhao ** will he reveal his true nature. Playboy? That's just his disguise.
His eyes stayed on his mother for a moment, then moved to his father.
A few white hairs appeared on Zhang Guoqiang's head, and he had a hint of unobvious tiredness. However, he exuded a thick aura, and his breathing was long and long. Standing in front of him, he looked like a tall and straight green pine, with his waist
The pole was straight, with a faint smile on his face, confident and calm.
But the next moment, the expression on his face changed again.
His face gradually became serious, and a trace of surprise and uncertainty flashed across his eyes, but it was so subtle that even people with astonishing eyesight like Zhang Fan couldn't detect it.
"What's wrong?"
After all, Chen Baolian has been with her husband for so many years. They have known each other, known each other, fallen in love, and have gone through countless hardships all the way to marriage. It is not an exaggeration to say that they have a good understanding. She can tell at a glance that something is wrong with her husband: "
Brother Guoqiang, what’s wrong with you?”
Zhang Fan also looked at his father in confusion.
Zhang Guoqiang closed his eyes, opened them again, with a wry smile on his face, and asked Zhang Fan: "Son, tell me, who did you learn your martial arts from?"
"Wu..." After Zhang Guoqiang's reminder, Chen Baolian realized something, and a feeling of worry suddenly arose in her heart.
"Martial arts?"
Zhang Fan was puzzled at first, then thought about the changes in his body, and thought in his mind: "Is this martial arts?"
The so-called martial arts is not a performance martial art, nor is it as simple as described in Jin Daxia's novels. It is rumored that powerful martial arts practitioners can even have overwhelming and earth-shaking abilities. In recent years, it has become a little calmer. Hundreds of years ago
In those days, those powerful beings all possessed incredible power. Traveling across the universe might be an exaggeration, but breaking out of the atmosphere was not impossible.
He said honestly: "No one taught me, and I don't know what happened. It just happened naturally. Is this the legendary martial arts?" There was a hint of curiosity on his face.
It would be a lie to say he didn't know, but it was true that no one taught him.
Not to mention this life, even in his previous life, he had no concept of martial arts and martial arts practitioners.
"Xiaofan, I hope you will be honest and don't lie to me. This matter is of great importance, it is related to our life and death. I hope you think about it carefully." Zhang Guoqiang's tone became calmer. He thought Zhang Fan was lying to him. With this tone,
This was the first time Zhang Fan had seen this look from him. Not only him, but Chen Baolian also had such thoughts.
"Dad, Mom. Are you hiding something from me?"
Zhang Fan is not stupid, on the contrary, he is very smart. If anyone dares to say that the God of Skills is stupid, he will be spitted to death by countless players. Hearing his father's words and his parents' expressions, he knew what must have happened at home, and even very
It might be the reason for the family tragedy in his previous life. He couldn't wait to ask, his tone full of urgency and anxiety.
Zhang Guoqiang said: "Don't worry about anything else, answer my question first."
"Dad, Mom, do you believe me?"
Zhang Fan also said seriously that he had never been so serious when facing his parents, making people unable to help but believe that what he was about to say must be true.
"You are our child. If we don't believe you, who else can we believe?" Chen Baolian said softly.
Although Zhang Guoqiang did not speak, his eyes were full of trust.
Zhang Fan then smiled and said: "I didn't lie to you just now. Indeed, no one taught me. I know this is hard to believe, but what I told is the truth. It is related to the life and death of our family. I will not make a joke about it."
." There were probably other reasons for the tragedy in the family in the previous life, and the so-called company bankruptcy may not be the root cause of all this.
When he thought of his father's miserable state after his death, how his mother died of excessive sadness and depression, and how his sister was molested by a gangster, he felt extremely painful in his heart and blamed himself. The pain was still deeply engraved in his heart even in this life.
Deep in his mind, it will never be forgotten.
Seeing Zhang Fan's expression suddenly turned a little gloomy, Chen Baolian immediately stroked his head distressedly and said softly: "My child, I believe you. I believe everything you say."
Shaking his head, Zhang Guoqiang also felt a little regretful, maybe he was too sensitive.
"With this child's personality, although he often caused trouble outside in the past, he never concealed anything at home. Even though he knew that I might teach him a lesson, he still didn't hide anything. In our eyes, he has no
Any secret. It seems that I wrongly blamed him."
Zhang Guoqiang thought silently in his heart, and his eyes gradually relaxed, no longer giving people such a strong sense of oppression.
"Mom, I'm fine." A smile returned to Zhang Fan's face, and he thought to himself: "It seems that our family also hides a lot of secrets. Since my upgrade in the game can improve my real strength, then I know what I will do next.
What to do."
He was still a little hesitant before. Although he vowed to take revenge on those who hurt his family, he had no goal and didn't know how to act. But now, he knows that only by improving his strength can he be able to help his father and have hope.
Let the family no longer go down the same path of tragedy.
"By the way, where is your sister?" Chen Baolian asked.
"Isn't she in the room?" Zhang Fan asked back, but after he finished speaking, he realized that his question was a bit redundant. After thinking about it, he gave an uncertain answer, "Maybe she went to Chang Yue's house.
?You know, they have a pretty good relationship."
Hearing the word "Chang Yue", Zhang Guoqiang was thoughtful.
Chen Baolian smiled and said: "Speaking of Chang Yue, I think she is a good match for you. How about, how about your dad and I go talk to you?"
"forget it."
Zhang Fan smiled bitterly and said: "It's not like you don't know. With my reputation in this city, how many people dare to follow me? Not to mention that girl Chang Yue is arrogant. Even an ordinary woman may not think highly of me. Of course, if
How can I, Zhang Fan, like those women who want to be like a dragon and a phoenix? Besides, I already have someone I like, so don't mess with the relationship."
Regarding women, Zhang Fan has not thought carefully about women in this life, because there is already someone living in his heart, that woman, although not very beautiful, always has a lily smile on her face.
"Really? Tell mom, who is she?" Chen Baolian was immediately interested.
Zhang Fan shook his head helplessly: "Mom, I'm not in a hurry about this matter. Why are you so anxious? I haven't even gotten along with her yet. It's too early to be happy now."
Seeing a mother and son talking about everyday things, Zhang Guoqiang also felt a sense of warmth in his heart, but he didn't know how long this kind of warm life could last. He sighed deeply in his heart: "Alas~"
Glancing at his father secretly, Zhang Fan said to himself: "Even if I ask now, you won't tell me. You will always tell me when my strength improves."
Perhaps because they had been away from home for half a year, the couple had overlooked the fact that Zhang Fan's acquired fourth-level cultivation was only the result of a mere week.
Not only Zhang Guoqiang and Chen Baolian, but even Zhang Fan himself did not realize how amazing his cultivation speed was.
"Mom and Dad, you are back."
At this time, the voice of the younger sister Zhang Xiaoling came in from outside. Although she had learned the news that her parents were coming back a few days ago, when she actually saw her parents after an absence of half a year, she still couldn't help but show surprise on her face: "It's not like I'm a genius."
Are you there? If I had known you were coming back today, I would not have gone to Chang Yue's house."
"Haha, you kid." It was a rare family reunion. Chen Baolian's face was filled with a gentle smile, and her mood became particularly joyful.
The old man's affairs, which had been bothering her, were temporarily put aside.
