Tomb Raiding: The Big Shot Doesn't Want to Talk About Love

(The protagonist is gentle and introverted, a patriarch. Doting on the team + slightly charismatic + no CP + friendly ending.)

Just a few years after Zhang Moyu became the patriarch, he was d...

Chapter 371 The World's Gift (One Person Linkage · Start)

Chapter 371 The World's Gift (One Person Linkage · Start)

The light emitted by the world consciousness enveloped Zhang Qiling, emitting warmth like the sun, and was extremely gentle.

Zhang Qiling raised his head with a confused look in his eyes.

"Little ones, whether you believe it or not, the fact is that I love you."

The Tao is selfless, but the world loves his creations.

"I have gifts for you, and please help me take good care of my cub.

When I was communicating with other scientific worlds, they gave me a prototype of a small world. I have already integrated into that world. The people in that small world are very cunning, so please don't let your little one get bullied."

The world consciousness spoke in a cheerful tone, and after saying that, it threw Zhang Qiling out of the consciousness space.

In the sacrificial site, Zhang Qiling opened his eyes and was about to turn around and talk to Zhang Moyu about the matter of world consciousness, but the next second he suddenly couldn't take his eyes off the sunset.

I saw the sunset glow surrounding the setting sun changing with the wind, and the wind and clouds condensed to form a huge golden cloud unicorn.

When the wind blew, its two front paws slowly lifted one step forward, as if leaping forward, looking lifelike.

Then the Qilin made of colorful clouds seemed to open its mouth, as if it was about to roar to the sky, and coincidentally, a loud rumbling thunder sounded from somewhere.

Now, this strange phenomenon from the sky can no longer be explained by coincidence.

Is this the gift that the world consciousness is talking about?

Zhang Qiling had a wooden face, feeling that the world consciousness was too bold. He could already feel the cold air coming from Zhang Moyu who was standing behind him.

I always feel hairy on my back...

The world consciousness is unreliable and wants to cause trouble. Zhang Moyu now has a gentle and elegant smile on his face, but he is actually gritting his teeth in his heart.

Zhang Molan, who was standing next to him, accepted this incident well. Anyway, this incident had little impact on him. Regardless of whether there was spiritual energy in the world or not, his martial arts skills were considered the best in the contemporary world.

As for the future development of the family and other people, there are still Zhang Moyu and Zhang Qiling. At worst, there are still Zhang Benling and others. There are so many smart people in the Zhang family, and he doesn't need to worry about those things that require careful thinking.

Zhang Molan lay down very neatly. Feeling the hidden murderous aura from Zhang Moyu, he quietly pulled his sleeve, indicating that they were still in the sacrificial ceremony and he should be more restrained.

This spectacular performance from around the world shocked not only the people in the Zhang family's land.

Also in the Qinling Mountains, on a hilltop some distance away from the Zhang family's land, many people witnessed this scene.

The leader looked at the colorful Qilin floating in the sky, put down the telescope with a complicated expression, and spoke to the people behind him.

"Report the situation here truthfully. The Zhang family's affairs are not ours to control. They have such great power, and they have been able to stay in seclusion for so long. This has already made their attitude very clear.

This is the end of the initial contact, let’s pack up.

Before, I had only heard about the existence of extraordinary people in other regions, and that there were organizations dedicated to managing extraordinary people. I didn't take it seriously, thinking that they were just playing tricks and playing feudal superstitions.

I didn’t expect that even the strange phenomena of heaven and earth would appear.”

Zhou Jingguo sighed and felt that the world had become a little unfamiliar to him.

I was thinking that when he was resting one day, he could go to Longhu Mountain to worship. I heard that it was very effective in protecting safety there, and you could pay to take a photo with the old Taoist priest.

I don't know how much real ability these people in the field of metaphysics have...

Thinking of these professional plainclothes policemen, they used various methods along the way and finally tracked down those people with the surname Zhang.

However, they were able to easily get rid of them as soon as they entered the mountains. From this side, they looked towards the gathering place where those people might be.

The scenery is also lush and green, and the mountains all look the same. There are no special buildings or large open spaces.

It was hard for Zhou Jingguo not to wonder whether the Zhang family really had some powerful and strange skills, such as setting up a formation in front of their door like in fantasy novels.

What is known now is that their people cannot see or enter.

I just don't know if these formations can evade radar. If they can, and if they can evade radar detection and satellite imaging, then carving one on a fighter jet might save the National Research Institute twenty years of detours...

Zhou Jingguo stroked his chin with one hand, looking at the strange scene in the sky thoughtfully, and felt a little envious of the technology of the mysterious Zhang family.

A team of official personnel quietly withdrew from the Qinling Mountains. The moment they packed up and left, Zhang Ruijin, who was responsible for the security of the family and the clan territory, received information from his subordinates.

"The official people have withdrawn, Uncle Benling. Haixia doesn't have enough experience dealing with other forces. You will need to take care of the negotiations with the official people."

Zhang Benling nodded slightly at him and spoke with a smile.

"Don't worry, I'm a professional."

He had been involved in officialdom in the past. The officialdom in the late Western Han Dynasty was not something that ordinary people could get into. Now these little things are just a drop in the bucket.

The Zhang family is developing step by step. Although the revival of spiritual energy is beyond Zhang Moyu's expectations, as the world consciousness said, this matter is more beneficial than harmful to the Zhang family.

Zhang Moyu awkwardly admitted that the world consciousness was barely reliable for once. At the same time, he was relieved that the world consciousness agreed to connect with the horror world.

Now, he doesn't have to worry about Zhang Molan's affairs after his death, or about living towards death. When he thinks that Zhang Molan will go to another world and trouble those ghosts, he can't feel sad at all.

He turned around and wrote a list of the achievements he had made in the horror world and asked Zhang Molan to memorize it.

He has been away from that world for so long, and who knows how many of those weird ghosts may have rebelled. Zhang Molan will have a lot to do then.

When Zhang Moyu wanted to give Zhang Molan some homework, he found that the man had disappeared without a trace.

At Tianjin Nanbukai University, Nan Xihe was representing his university's third-year group in exchanges when he suddenly ran into someone who seemed familiar to him.

It wasn't that he felt like he had seen this person before, but the overall feeling he gave him was very familiar.

As someone who has taken long leave from school to hang out in the Zhang family's territory, Nan Xihe can now distinguish between Qilin and Qiongqi based on their blood aura, and can naturally recognize wild members of the Zhang family when he meets them outside.

Today, Zhang Chulan, as usual, got the cheapest meal in the cafeteria and sat down in a corner.

Then, before he started eating, someone suddenly sat down next to him.

"No, man, who are you? There are so many empty seats around, but you insist on squeezing in with me. You're crazy."

Zhang Chulan looked at Nan Xihe, who was carrying a tray, in confusion. He looked at the three meat dishes and one vegetable dish on his plate, then looked at the two vegetable dishes and one rice dish on his own plate, and tears of envy and jealousy flowed in his heart.

Damn it, why would someone show off their wealth in front of him just to have a meal?