Chapter 1251: Three-Person Team

With the appearance of the system plug-in, Yang Qianzhong's survival ability was enhanced.

But the system is not omnipotent, because as time passed, his abnormality eventually still attracted others' attention.

Thus, he was sliced.

His ending became even more dramatic.

Moreover, he also discovered a situation.

"As time progresses, the world's rejection of oneself grows ever greater, and the probability of accidents also increases."

"Great-grandfather, are you really a time traveler or not?"

"If he is a time traveler, why hasn't he been rejected by the world?"

"If not, how did he manage to reach this point?"

"Could it be that there really are people who are born with innate knowledge in this world?"

"Or is it that the Big Building's several-thousand-year civilization is destined to produce such a formidable person? Just as the West gave birth to Einstein, the East gave birth to Yang Qing."

Yang Qianzhong was sent back once again, and then fell into a prolonged silence.

"Perhaps this world hides many secrets?"

He thought of that strange earthquake.

The casualties were so small, and it happened at night, which is totally against common sense.

Moreover, the Big Building's firm belief in artificial intelligence is also too abnormal.

You know, the mechanical calamity was caused by the Intelligent Body Beta; such a dangerous thing, according to normal logic, the Big Building should have eliminated the Intelligent Body immediately.

But the Big Building did not do that; instead, it provided protection for the Intelligent Body, and after the disaster, it even granted citizenship.

This is too unusual.

What makes them trust the Intelligent Body so much?

Yunxiao?

This one, compared to other Intelligent Bodies, was born ten years earlier, and is also the only one that carries profound humanity.

He is the mentor of the Intelligent Body, and also the leader who guides the Intelligent Body's correct worldview, outlook on life, and values.

He is the Intelligent Body mentor.

He is also a peace ambassador.

But a single Yunxiao cannot dispel the Big Building's fear of the future.

"There must certainly be other secrets I don't know about among these."

"If my great-grandfather is a time traveler, then it can be explained clearly."

At this moment, He Yan and Xu Xingchun also came out of the game.

Xu Xingchun couldn't help himself.

"No, it's too hard; I'm playing my great-grandfather Xu Damao, and that idiot Sha Zhu—no matter what I do, he'll take care of me."

He is practically possessed; no matter how hard Xu Xingchun tries, he always returns to his original path.

Even this time, Sha Zhu is worse off, because without Yang Qing's help, Sha Zhu has truly been cut off from descendants.

Finally, Xu Damao brought Sha Zhu back from the icy snowy grounds, and Xu Xingchun was still too emotional.

He Yan is playing his own great-grandfather He Yuzhu.

At the age of ten, he was reported and then sent to a rural cowshed.

He Yuzhu felt as if there were a pair of hands behind him pushing him forward.

His whole life, he had no control over his own fate.

When he returned from the cowshed to the Siheyuan, seeing the deaf old lady's house and his own house now belonging to the Jia Family.

It seemed everything became clear.

However, He Yan always felt that behind the Jia Family, there were still others pulling the strings.

This person hides very deeply.

"There is no good outcome; it seems as if everything was already predetermined, making it hard for us to escape the fate of history."

"If one wants to defy heaven and change fate, more must be paid, and a harder road must be walked."

"I also followed Yang Lao's example and went to Gangdao, but it seemed useless; instead, it became even more tragic, being exploited by the triad, and finally collapsing under white powder."

Yang Qianzhong was abused thousands of times, and finally could not bear it any longer.

"Otherwise, why don't we three form a team and clear the game together?"

He Yan.

"Give it a try?"

Xu Xingchun.

"Give it a try."

Enter the game again.

Xu Damao and He Yuzhu immediately went to Yang Qing's home.

When Yang Qianfan saw He Yuzhu holding a boxed meal and Xu Damao embracing a blanket.

He almost cried.

Finally, this world is no longer so cold and indifferent.

"Brother Damao, Brother Zhuzi."

He Yuzhu, looking at the conditions in Yang Qing's home, complained disdainfully.

"Your living conditions are really poor."

Xu Damao nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, it's terrible, drafts everywhere, no kang, just relying on one quilt."

"This is someone trying to freeze you to death."

"This compound really has a problem."

He Yuzhu nodded in agreement.

"Yes, it's very problematic. When I brought my lunch over, the Jia family first blocked me, then the deaf old lady suddenly appeared, demanding the lunch box."

"This compound is supposed to be a civilized one; everyone knows your situation, yet no one has shown any concern."

Yang Qing sighed helplessly.

"Not only are they indifferent, they want me to freeze into an ice pop."

"Everyone in this compound eyes me like a tiger eyeing its prey."

"You don't know, I'm almost always harmed by the people in this compound."

He thought about the issue of fate.

The three fell silent, squeezing onto Yang Qing's smelly bed as they pondered a solution.

"It seems there's no good solution."

Yang Qing broke the ice.

"Maybe we should follow the example of our great-grandfather."

"Go to the relief station and marry a wife."

He Yuzhu thought of the situation he was facing.

"It seems the people in this compound don't want me to marry; a swift, decisive move—marrying someone from the relief station—might catch them off guard."

Xu Damao also nodded.

"Marrying a refugee is good; those who can flee to Jingcheng to make a living actually have decent backgrounds."

"It's no relation; it's hard for ordinary people to flee to Jingcheng—they're either blocked or sent back."

"What kind of place is Jingcheng? It's impossible to let refugees gather here on a large scale."

"And the disaster situation near Jingcheng isn't severe either."

"So I say, those who can flee to Jingcheng must have certain background conditions."

"The most suitable reason is a letter of introduction for seeking relatives."

"In other words, they have connections in Jingcheng."

"Even the most superficial connection is still a connection."

"So, marrying a refugee woman, we won't lose out; we'll actually gain."

"As for why no one has taken them in, I guess many were driven out; everyone knows life in Jingcheng isn't easy either."

"Raising a person without a fixed amount might need twenty."

"Even more."

"This isn't something an ordinary family can afford."

Xu Damao has added wisdom; his thinking is agile and thorough.

He Yuzhu's eyes lit up.

"I can support one person without a problem."

Xu Damao gave He Yuzhu a glare.

"I can support one person too; no problem."

Afterwards, the two turned their gaze to Yang Qing.

"You, Yang Qiansong, how did your great-grandfather support your great-grandmother back then?"

Yang Qing jumped off the bed, went to the kitchen, and knocked down a piece of emergency rations.

"I have food, and I've also learned many survival skills."

"Supporting one person is no problem."

"However, I need martyr's family status; you guys don't compete with me for it."