Chapter 1 I am your financial sponsor

In the pitch black of the night in the capital, only a few lights were lit in the main hall of the Shen Mansion, illuminating the limited space, which exuded a cramped and oppressive feeling that made people feel suffocated.

It seemed as if a storm was about to come.

"News came from the prison that Lord Shen committed suicide in prison..." The guard stood in front of the two elders of the Shen family with red eyes.

Mrs. Shen, who was sitting below, had trembling hands as she hurriedly covered Shen Shilang's ears. She didn't realize that her lips had been bitten and were bleeding.

"Puff!" A mouthful of blood spurted out from Mrs. Shen's mouth.

"Mother!" The young Shen Shilang grabbed Mrs. Shen's hand, and along with his shout, there was a deafening cry of killing.

"Old General! Old Madam!" The guard stumbled in, holding the wound on his abdomen, blood gushing out from his fingertips. "The Imperial Guards are coming in, killing anyone they see, without asking why!"

Old Madam Shen's hands, which were gripping the armrests of the chair, were tense and trembling, and the veins on the back of her hands became increasingly obvious.

General Shen picked up the spear standing beside him, walked to the door, looked up and asked the sky: "My Shen family is full of loyal and brave people. My son is the prime minister of the current dynasty. He has served the country and the people. He will never commit suicide even if he is wrongly imprisoned. The current people are stupid. Where is justice?"

General Shen's eyes were red, and he raised his arm and asked, "Men of the Shen family, are you willing to fight with me?"

"Follow till death!"

Old Madam Shen slowly stood up, "Loyal guard of the Shen family!"

"Madam!" A team of six people suddenly appeared in front of Madam Shen from the darkness.

"Today, the Shen family is about to fall. Shi Lang... is handed over to you." Old Madam Shen pulled Shen Shi Lang over and handed him to the guard. "The last bloodline of the Shen family is handed over to you."

"Madam, we swear to protect the young master until our death!" the guards said in unison.

"Grandfather, grandmother!" Shen Shilang was pulled by the guards and turned around and shouted, "Mother!"

"Go!" Madam Shen's face was pale, blood was hanging from her mouth, and she screamed, "Did you hear me? You are the last hope of the Shen family! Shi Lang, stay alive and avenge us!"

Madam Shen grabbed Madam Shen's hand and asked, "Would you like to fight the enemy with me?"

Mrs. Shen held it tightly back, "I do!"

Shen Shilang was taken to the tunnel of Shen Mansion by the guards.

Before entering the tunnel, he heard Mrs. Shen crying, "Mother!"

"Old lady!"

Shen Shilang was stunned for a moment, his face pale, "Grandma!"

But then, I heard a guard shout, "Madam!"

Shen Shilang's mind went blank. His mother...

"Young Master, let's go!" The guard grabbed Shen Shilang tightly and pulled him into the tunnel.

At the moment of entering the tunnel, Shen Shilang looked back and saw that his little aunt and her baby were pierced by a sword.

The young aunt did not turn around. Shen Shilang saw her sideways face and silently uttered a word: "Let's go..."

* Su Jinshi finally breathed a sigh of relief when he received a reply from the editor that the last episode of the short drama had been accepted.

As she walked out of the study, she opened her WeChat account, which she hadn't opened for more than a month, and posted a message to her friends: "The retreat is over, let's go out and have fun."

Then she started scrolling down to see what interesting things her friends had posted during the days when she was in seclusion and without internet access.

A game advertisement suddenly popped up on the results page, a new high-freedom 3D love-development game: The Development of Powerful Ministers.

Immediately afterwards, Su Jinshi saw a handsome man in ancient costume with a high ponytail, shirtless, leaning against the wall, covered in blood, breathing in an extremely moving manner.

There was a strand of messy hair on his forehead, and even the pores on his face and the texture of his skin were as delicate as a real person.

Su Jinshi's eyes couldn't help but fall on the man's seemingly elastic chest muscles.

She reached out and poked him unconsciously in the chest.

Unexpectedly, a downloading dialog box popped up on the screen, with a line of words on it: Congratulations on obtaining the internal beta test qualification.

Su Jinshi was confused. What kind of rogue game are you forcing me to download?

As soon as Su Jinshi entered the game, he saw Shen Shilang leaning against the wall, covered in blood, gasping for breath.

"Oh my god, this panting sound...so hoarse and so nice to hear!" Su Jinshi even wanted to fall asleep to the sound of this panting at night.

"Okay, okay, this is not a game for gangsters, this is a game for gangsters." Su Jinshi's eyes lit up.

Stop pretending, she is a hooligan.

[System: Buy clean water and cotton cloth to clean Shen Shilang's wound.]

Su Jinshi clicked into the game store with ease. Clean water and cotton cloth were sold as a combination, requiring 100 gold coins.

It just so happened that the game gave out 100 gold coins at the beginning. Su Jinshi complained, "Whose game only gives out 100 gold coins at the beginning?"

Click to buy.

But when I returned to the main page, there were no more system prompts.

Su Jinshi tried to drag the cotton cloth into the water. After the cotton cloth was soaked, he dragged the cotton cloth onto Shen Shilang's body and wiped the blood off Shen Shilang.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she touched Shen Shilang's chest, his chest muscles began to sink slightly because of her touch.

Shen Shilang seemed to be in pain, frowned slightly, and groaned again.

Su Jinshi's eyes widened. "This game has tactile feedback? This is too real! Even the handsome guy's frown looks so good. It makes me feel so sorry for him!"

Su Jinshi continued to wipe the blood off Shen Shilang while howling.

Shen Shilang frowned and closed his eyes because of the pain. He wanted to move but couldn't because of the pain.

At this moment, I felt as if there was a hand holding a piece of cloth wiping my body.

Please...collect 6...9...books...!

Shen Shilang opened his eyes with difficulty, only to find that all the blood on his body had been cleaned up, leaving only a series of fresh wounds.

But I was clearly the only one in the small room.

"Who!" Shen Shilang asked in pain.

At this moment, a message popped up on Su Jinshi’s phone screen—

[System: Clean Shen Shilang's wounds, experience +1000]

[System: Shen Shilang’s Favorability +0]

[System: Congratulations on upgrading to level 2, level reward gold coins +150]

Su Jinshi was so angry that he poked Shen Shilang's cheek, "You are quite difficult to deal with. Why don't you increase your favorability?"

His cheek was poked several times, but Shen Shilang opened his eyes and looked carefully, but he didn't see anyone else, not even a hand.

"Who the hell are you?" Shen Shilang said sternly, "Don't play tricks here!"

Shen Shilang hated the idea of ​​ghosts and gods the most in his life, and he also hated people pretending to be gods.

Fifteen years ago, his father Shen Liangyu was imprisoned because the current Emperor Jiacheng believed what the evil Taoist said, that the person who would destroy the current emperor's career would come from the Shen family.

The entire Shen family was slaughtered. It was the old lady of the Shen family who arranged for loyal guards to escort Shen Shilang out. Along the way, all the guards were killed.

One of the guards was seriously injured and died after he was finally delivered to the hands of General Wei Zhaoxian of Guide who came to support him.

Su Jinshi: "...I see. Now the character doesn't trust the player. It's very special. I've never played this kind of game before. Very good. You have successfully caught my attention."

[System: Voice Box Purchase Permission Enabled]

"Voice transmission box?" Su Jinshi had played a lot of games and knew that the system would not give useless prompts, so he clicked into the mall and saw that the originally gray product had indeed lit up.

Su Jinshi spent 10 gold coins to buy a voice transmission box.

Click to use, and a countdown will start below the voice box.

59 minutes and 59 seconds.

"What? There's only one hour of usage time?" Su Jinshi sneered, "Your game is really expensive!"

"Forget it, since your hero is so handsome and good, I'll endure it!"

As Su Jinshi spoke, he clicked the voice transmission box and said to Shen Shilang: "You are the ghost, your whole family is ghosts!"

Shen Shilang's face was as black as ink.

That's right, his family is indeed gone.

If ghosts and gods really existed in the world, they would probably have become wandering ghosts.

Does the other party know his identity?

He actually spoke so directly to his sore spot.

"Who are you?" Shen Shilang said, "If you have the guts, show up. Don't be a coward who hides his head and shows his tail."

"Humph! I'm your sponsor." Su Jinshi said. This game looks very lucrative. She spends money to support him, so isn't that his sponsor? "What sponsor?" What weird words? Shen Shilang frowned. He had never heard of them before.