Fan Shihao sat at the table, holding the bowl in one hand and stirring the lean meat porridge in the bowl with a spoon in the other. He lowered his head, his cheeks were hot, and he didn't dare to look at the woman sitting opposite.
I was so embarrassed just now!
With a soft smile on her face, the woman watched Fan Shihao eat bit by bit. She seemed to know what Fan Shihao was thinking, and said softly: "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone else."
Fan Shihao suddenly felt even more embarrassed and hurriedly changed the subject: "Where is my father? I heard Mr. Hong say what he has been busy with."
"Your father is busy with the head of the family. Shihao, don't disturb him if you have nothing to do." The woman said.
Fan Shihao nodded slightly while holding the porridge in his mouth. The woman smiled again when she saw this.
"Mom, I'll go back first. You should pay attention to your health and recover as soon as possible." Fan Shihao said goodbye.
The woman smiled and nodded: "Go, you just came back, stay at home for a few more days before going out for a run, do you hear me?"
There was no blame or intervention, but it made Fan Shihao feel even more uncomfortable.
"Um!"
The woman watched Fan Shihao's leaving back, gently wiped the corners of his eyes with her jade hands, turned around and entered the house, and the two doors closed automatically.
At this moment, a black shadow appeared behind the woman like a ghost.
"Rong'er, go and protect Shihao secretly. If you find anyone with evil intentions, kill him directly." The woman's eyes glowed coldly.
At this time, the position of the head of the family was being re-determined. Although Shihao himself had no advantages compared to other people of his age, it was inevitable that there might be unscrupulous people who wanted to use his safety to force his father to give up the throne.
When Fan Shihao ran away from home before, he made himself feel better and feared that someone would secretly kill him outside. Now that Fan Shihao has returned home, he naturally has to protect him.
"Yes!" The black shadow disappeared in an instant.
"Fan Yangyu, you have been the head of the Fan family for several years. Shouldn't you let someone else take the seat?"
The eyebrowless elderly man leaned back on his chair, suddenly stopped spinning the jade tea cup in his hand, exchanged glances with the people around him and said.
"Fan Yangyu, I think so too." Another man with a hooked nose leaned back in his chair and showed a ferocious smile.
Fan Yang Yu's thick eyebrows frowned slightly, and then he smiled cheerfully: "If I agree, which one of you will be the next head of the family?"
There were about ten people sitting in the hall, but these two were the only ones who could really speak.
The eyebrowless old man smiled with satisfaction: "Of course it's me."
"Yes! That's right! Only Mr. Lacey is qualified."
As soon as the old man finished speaking, the people around him also agreed.
The hook-nosed man did not speak, but also signaled his faction to make noise.
"We don't agree, we support Brother Dongqi!"
"Although Mr. Lacey has certain abilities, he is still not good enough compared to Brother Dongqi."
Both sides were talking to each other, no one was giving in to the other, and the smell of gunpowder was getting stronger.
Seeing that the two sides were about to take action, Fan Yangyu stopped them: "It seems that you two still haven't reached an agreement, so we'll talk about it next time when you have an agreement."
After saying that, Fan Yangyu stood up and left.
There was silence in the hall.
The tea cup rotating in Fan Laixi's hand suddenly stopped, and with a "click", the tea cup was crushed to pieces:
"Fan Dongqi! What do you mean? Didn't we agree to deal with Fan Yangyu together first?"
Fan Dongqi slapped the table, stood up, and walked out the door: "Then you are the head of the family, and I can't do it?"
"Hmph!" The other people who supported Fan Dongqi snorted coldly at Fan Shiyu and followed Fan Dong up and left.
Only Fan Laixi's group was left in the hall.
"Master Lacey, what should we do next?"
Fan Laixi narrowed his eyes, and after a long time he loosened his fist, and the powder in the tea cup fell out: "They are all gone, why are we staying here? Let's go back."
"Host, someone is following you."
When Fan Shihao heard this, he was not afraid, but rather excited.
Is it finally here?
Before traveling through time, he had read a lot of novels and knew the urinal nature of them. As long as it was a period like this when the head of the family changed positions, someone would definitely have an idea for the son of the family head.
Fan Shihao was a loser before, but now Fan Shihao is a highly intelligent and talented student who came through time with a golden finger! You got the wrong idea!
"Not a fool yet." The system muttered in a low voice, but Fan Shihao didn't notice it because he was in a state of excitement.
Fan Shihao failed to repay his family in his previous life, so he must leave no regrets now.
Fan Shihao walked to an open space and suddenly looked back.
Nothing.
"There's no one here?"
"It's strange that the host can find it."
"No, what do you mean by that?" Fan Shihao felt a hint of contempt.
"What I mean is that the host was not from this world before and did not understand everything here, so it is normal that it was not discovered." The system explained.
"I see." Fan Shihao nodded, and the system made sense: "How many people are there on the other side?"
"one."
"Tall or short?"
"Slightly shorter than the host."
"Fat or thin?"
"Yeah, yeah, not fat, not thin."
"Does it mean he's very strong?"
"Plump."
"What is this word?" Fan Shihao was confused for a moment: "Isn't he still a fat man?"
In a fight like this, my size doesn’t give me an advantage.
It's not appropriate to start a conflict, just go back quickly.
Fan Shihao made up his mind and quickened his pace.
Man Miaorong, sent by Fan's mother to protect Fan Shihao, is hiding in the dark at the moment.
She was annoyed by Fan Shihao's constant turning back along the way.
Fan Shihao hurried into his house and closed the door as soon as he entered.
Panting, he sat down on the bed: "It should be safe now. You can't break into my house no matter what."
"system."
"What's the matter, host?"
"Quick, I want to use that lottery opportunity, I want to become stronger!"
"Damn it, you still dare to follow me! When I become stronger, I will find you first and beat you up."
"And those people who bullied the other Fan Shihao before, damn, find them all and slap them one by one!"
"Hey hey hey~"
Fan Shihao thought about the scene after he became stronger. The more he thought about it, the happier he felt, and he giggled unconsciously.
"Host, I know you are in a hurry, but I advise you not to be in a hurry yet!"
Fan Shihao was stunned: "No, what do you mean? Am I the boss or are you the boss? If I say you want to use it, use it."
"Of course the host is the boss, and I am only responsible for assisting the host. However, the host only has one chance to draw the lottery now, and there is no situation where it must be used."
"If after using it, the items drawn are not very versatile, and there is no chance to increase the number of draws later, then in times of crisis, wouldn't it mean that you will just be at the mercy of others?"
Fan Shihao fell into deep thought.
I remember that there were experience points, artifacts, spiritual pets, heavenly materials and earthly treasures on the lottery wheel...
In my own understanding, if you want to use things like artifacts, they generally have cultivation limits. If your cultivation is too low, you can't even pick them up.
The treasures of heaven and earth are almost the same. If your physique is poor, swallowing them may cause your body to explode and die.
Spiritual pet? There is no place to raise them.
It seems that if it weren't for experience points, I really wouldn't be able to use it.
Fan Shihao nodded thoughtfully, what the system said seemed to make sense.
Why? So when it comes to an emergency, isn't it different if you draw these things in a lottery?
Fan Shihao was a little confused.
No matter what, the system can’t possibly trick me! It must have a reason for telling me to do this.
"Then what should I do now? Is there anything that can improve me? Like invincible skills or something. I traveled through time once, and I also want to experience what it's like to practice."
"Due to the host's constitution, the pain of practicing will be 100 times that of others, and the effect will only be 1/100 of others. Does the host still choose to practice?"
"This system believes that the best solution is for the host to rely on the experience points provided by the system to upgrade."
Fan Shihao froze for a moment. Isn't this 1/100 times the same as 10,000 times more difficult than other people's cultivation!
No wonder Fan Shihao was so naughty before. It seems that this can't stop him.
That night.
some where.
"Brother Dongqi." Fan Laixi walked towards Fan Dongqi with a smile.
Fan Dongqi frowned, took a few steps back, and opened the distance between the two of them: "What's the point of calling me out?"
"I don't want to apologize to Xiang Dongqi for what happened this afternoon, right?" Fan Laixi took out a ring and handed it to Fan Dongqi.
"I hope brother Dongqi can put the blame behind him. We should work together to take down Fan Yangyu as the head of the family first."
Fan Dongqi glanced at the ring, then at Fan Laixi who was smiling, and stepped forward to get the ring.
The moment he got the ring, Fan Laixi turned his hand and grabbed Fan Dongqi. He pulled out a dagger from his other glove and stabbed Fan Dongqi in the abdomen.
Fan Dongqi shrank fiercely and struggled hard, but still could not get rid of Fan Laixi's control. He was stabbed firmly by the dagger.
"Qiang!"
With a crisp sound, the dagger was broken into two pieces.
Fan Laixi looked at Fan Dongqi's fluorescent soft armor under his clothes with surprise on his face: "Fine-scale soft armor! What's going on?"
"Mr. Laixi, do you think I don't know about your little thoughts?" Fan Dongqi smiled and grabbed Fan Laixi's wrist.
Under the great force, the broken sword fell from Fan Laixi's hand.
"Let me go! Let me go! Otherwise, otherwise..." A bad premonition came over Fan Laixi.
"What else? Would I be afraid of your colleagues? Or your son?" Fan Dongqi looked indifferent and waved with his other hand.
Several people suddenly appeared from all sides.
Fan Dongqi threw Fan Laixi towards one of them: "Don't worry, none of those people can escape."
The next day.
Fan Laixi's residence.
"Madam, someone brought a box." The servant said.
"Send it up."
"Master, there is a box at the door."
"Bring it in and let me take a look."
"This, this is!" Fan Lilai opened the box, and there was an old hand in the box. The familiar ring on the finger was extremely dazzling.
"Master, madam, she fainted!"
Fan Lilai had a premonition that something was not going to happen and hurriedly stood up: "I'll go right away!"
Fan Li arrived at his mother's residence, and on the table was another familiar long wooden box...
