Chapter 1: Time Travel? System? Tang Dynasty?
boom!
A loud explosion rang out in the sky.
Wei Shuyu makes a dazzling... oh no, a bloodied and battered entrance.
"Wei Shuyu, listen up. You'd better watch your step from now on, or next time it won't be just a beating..."
As a boy's arrogant laughter rang out, Wei Shuyu groggily opened his eyes.
What came into view were seven or eight teenagers, their arms crossed and hands on their hips, looking at him with a mocking expression.
Wei Shuyu's eyes showed a brief moment of confusion...
Where is this?
Am I not on a mission?
As a top soldier in China's elite special forces, he clearly remembered that he was on a mission to destroy a virus manufacturing base on an island.
The mission was a great success.
Unfortunately, he contracted a highly contagious virus.
And coincidentally, this virus can be killed by high temperatures.
In order to prevent the virus from spreading back to China, he detonated the base, choosing to perish together with the enemy.
When I opened my eyes again, this is what I saw.
"you……"
Just as Wei Shuyu was about to ask something, he was shocked to find that his hands had become shorter.
Holy crap.
What's going on?
The tattered clothes he's wearing are bad enough, but how the hell can his arms get shorter?
And the legs, the head... everything shrank.
"I'm asking you a question, did you hear me?"
Choi Shin-ki said nonchalantly, "From now on, if you see me, kneel down. If you can't kneel, at least bow and call me 'Big Brother'."
Wei Shuyu seemed not to hear, and continued to grope up and down.
Bang.
Choi Shin-ki picked up a wooden stick and struck Wei Shu-yu on the head.
What are you doing?
Wei Shuyu suddenly stood up.
I'm not going to hold it against you, but you're getting addicted to hitting me, huh?
Buzz...
Just as he was about to teach them a lesson, a buzzing sound filled his mind.
Then he fell to the ground with a thud.
"What's wrong?"
Choi Shin-ki was so frightened that he took a step back.
Wei Shuyu was seen clutching his head and rolling on the ground in agony, a sight that terrified Cui Shenji.
"Won't...it's not going to break, is it?" one of the friends asked in a low voice.
"Bullshit, how could one stick break it?"
"But I've already hit him several times with a stick before."
"It wasn't just me who did it; you all contributed."
Choi Shin-ki was very disloyal, dragging everyone down with him.
At the same time, a memory appeared in Wei Shuyu's mind.
The Tang Dynasty, Li Shimin, Wei Zheng...
The seventh year of the Zhenguan era?
I've traveled back to the Tang Dynasty.
Wei Shuyu stared wide-eyed, as if he couldn't believe it.
Time travel.
This thing that only happens in novels actually happened to me.
"bite."
"System activation in progress..."
"Activation successful."
"Hostility detected in Choi Shin-ki, mission in progress..."
system?
Could it be a scam call from overseas?
No, reject!
Wei Shuyu decisively chose to refuse.
suddenly……
Wei Shuyu felt something touching his back.
Turning around, I saw Choi Shin-ki holding a wooden stick, carefully poking his back.
She timidly muttered, "Is she dead? If she's not, say something. It's okay if you die, but don't drag me down with you..."
"Choi Shin-ki?"
Wei Shuyu asked with a slightly bewildered look in his eyes.
"You're not dead, are you? If you're not dead, why are you pretending to have an epileptic seizure
Seeing that Wei Shuyu was still alright, Cui Shenji immediately lost his temper.
Instinctively, he raised the stick and struck Wei Shuyu.
Bang.
However, before his stick could fall, Wei Shuyu punched him in the nose.
Choi Shin-ki touched his hand, and when he saw the blood on his nose, his eyes immediately turned red.
"You...I'm going to kill you."
Choi Shin-ki raised the wooden stick and struck Wei Shu-yu again.
Bang.
The result was the same.
Before the stick could even fall, he was punched in the nose again.
He stood there dumbfounded, touching his nose, as if he couldn't believe he'd been beaten by Wei Shuyu.
The first time, I was caught off guard.
But to be beaten a second time, in the same place, is a bit strange.
"Go...beat him to death!"
Choi Shin-ki waved his hand, and seven or eight of his friends rushed up.
"Good timing."
Wei Shuyu grinned maliciously.
Although he transmigrated, his fighting skills and eyesight from his previous life as a top-tier soldier remain.
It might not be possible to deal with a group of adults.
But it's just seven or eight little brats...
Ping-ping-pong-pong.
A few minutes later, seven or eight people were lying on the ground groaning.
Pooh.
Wei Shuyu spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva.
His skills and eyesight are still there, but that doesn't mean he's still capable of fighting; he was still slightly injured.
"You...you stay away!"
Choi Shin-ki retreated in terror, looking as if he had seen a ghost.
He really couldn't understand how Wei Shuyu, who had been beaten up by them before, had suddenly become so strong.
What did you just say?
Wei Shuyu grinned maliciously as he walked step by step toward Cui Shenji: "From now on, if you see me, kneel. If you can't kneel, at least bow and call me 'Big Brother'?"
"Bullshit!" Choi Shin-ki roared in fury.
He's Cui Shenji, the tyrant of Chang'an. Asking him to call a little brat "big brother" is practically asking him to die.
"Oh? You're quite stubborn!"
Wei Shuyu stepped forward and gave him a good beating.
Soon, Choi Shin-ki was kneeling on the ground, his cheeks swollen like a pig's head.
"So? Have you figured it out?"
Wei Shuyu patted Cui Shenji's cheek.
"Shut your mother..."
*Smack*
Before he could finish speaking, Wei Shuyu slapped him across the face again.
"Have you figured it out?"
"Shut your mother..."
*Smack*
"Let you go..."
*Smack*
"put……"
*Smack*
"Big brother!"
*Smack*
"I called you 'big brother,' why did you hit me?!" Choi Shin-ki glared angrily.
"Sorry, I just kept typing like that."
"..."
Wei Shuyu patted the latter on the shoulder, showing no remorse whatsoever.
Then his sharp gaze merely swept over it casually.
"Big brother!"
The others, being quite sensible, immediately clasped their hands in greeting and bowed.
"Not bad, not bad..." Wei Shuyu was quite satisfied: "What was that saying again? 'This child is teachable'?"
"Brother, you have excellent writing skills."
"Brother, I know the next line."
"Are you tired, big brother? Let me give you a massage."
That's why they're all sons of officials.
With that kind of keen eye, if they don't become officials, who will?
"Brother, please sit down."
One of the boys rummaged over a large rock, wiped it with his sleeve, and gestured for Wei Shuyu to sit down.
"good."
Wei Shuyu nodded in satisfaction.
"Tell me, why are you causing me trouble?"
Wei Shuyu sat on a rock, and eight obedient boys of eleven or twelve years old stood in front of him.
Upon hearing this, everyone's hearts skipped a beat.
He stammered and dared not speak.
"Um?"
Wei Shuyu snorted softly, revealing a displeased expression.
But the group still shrugged and buryed their heads in the sand like ostriches.
"Choi Shin-ki, tell me."
Since no one answered, Wei Shuyu had no choice but to call on a name.
"Big brother, you can't say it, you can't say it..." Choi Shin-ki cried and sniffled, "If you say it, you'll lose your head."
"I can understand."
Wei Shuyu stood up and patted Cui Shenji on the shoulder: "Getting a beating is better than losing your head."
Ping-ping-pong-pong.
A moment later, Choi Shin-ki lay on the ground, twitching occasionally.
Huh?
Are you really determined to never tell?
Wei Shuyu turned to look at the other seven people.
Swish...
The other seven immediately retreated, moving away from Wei Shuyu.
Oh ho?
Do you think this will prevent me from getting you to talk?
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