PS: I reiterate again that games are the theme of this book, so there is no need to worry about me writing off topics. But games are never the whole of life, and some things must be written. Although they are not well written, they must be written. It has a reason for existence. It mainly uses games, supplemented by relatives, friends, women and enemies. This is the setting of this book. If you don’t like such a plot, please skip this chapter directly. But I believe everyone will agree with me, right?

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The sun sets, and when the morning light is replaced by the afterglow of the sunset, it is already 9 pm.

In addition to having a meal, Zhang Fan devoted all his energy to the game. Perhaps there are even more crazy characters among the players of "The Brave", and there are even many such people, but his efforts over the past few days are also something that many players cannot compare with.

At about 9:00, he finally opened the lost crypt (death mode) ten times today.

Although he was mentally exhausted, he was still ready to continue his struggle and planned to open up the death mode again.

However, things didn't go as expected. When he was about to enter the lost crypt, a prompt sound came from the system.

"Players 'start from the beginning', and someone from the outside of the game contacts you. Please choose whether to exit the game world?"

A look of doubt appeared on his face. No one disturbed him at this time. Today, someone was looking for him. Could it be his sister? Apart from his sister, there was only a nanny in his forties in the villa. Moreover, the nanny took a month off because his son had something to do in college. He said he wanted to go back to his hometown. It was not time yet, right?

Confused, he nodded: "Exit."

The next moment, his consciousness shifted from the game to the real world, and unexpectedly, two people he had missed for a long time appeared in his sight.

"Dad, mom!"

His voice was filled with long-lost excitement and surprise, and of course, there was also a kind of self-blame that could not be faded.

After being reborn for a week, he had not called his parents once. This son failed too much. He always claimed that he was a model of a filial son. However, this time he spent all his energy in the game, and a deep self-blame climbed into his heart.

"Xiaofan."

Chen Baolian, Zhang Fan's mother walked over gently, touched Zhang Fan's forehead, and gestured a few times with her fingers: "It's growing taller again."

"Haha." Zhang Fan was left with a foolish smile at this time.

Only in front of his family, Bai Peng, Zhao **, can he reveal his nature. A playboy? That's just his disguise.

His eyes stopped on his mother for a moment, and then moved to his father.

A few white hairs appeared on Zhang Guoqiang's head, with a faint sense of fatigue on his body, but he exuded a heavy breath all over his body, his breathing was long and long. Standing in front of him, he was like a tall green pine tree, with his waist straight and a faint smile on his face, confident and calm.

But the next moment, the expression on his face changed a little more.

His face gradually became solemn, and a hint of shock and doubt flashed through his eyes, but it was too unobstructed. Even Zhang Fan, who had amazing eyesight, could not notice it.

"What's wrong?"

After all, Chen Baolian has been with her husband for so many years, and has met, known each other, fell in love, and has experienced countless hardships all the way to the palace of marriage. It is not an exaggeration to say that she has a good relationship. She could see something wrong with her husband at a glance: "Brother Guoqiang, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Fan looked at his father in confusion.

Zhang Guoqiang closed his eyes, opened it again, with a wry smile on his face, and asked Zhang Fan: "Child, tell me, who did you learn your martial arts from?"

"Wu..." After Zhang Guoqiang reminded him, Chen Baolian realized something and felt a sense of worry.

"Martial Arts?"

Zhang Fan was puzzled at first, and then thought of the changes in his body, and thought to himself: "Is this martial arts?"

The so-called martial arts are not martial arts of performance, nor are they as simple as described in Jin Daxia's novels. It is rumored that powerful martial artists even have the ability to rush and turn the world. They have become a little calmer in recent years. In those eras hundreds of years ago, those powerful people all had incredible power. Crossing the universe might be too exaggerated, but rushing out of the atmosphere is not impossible.

He said honestly: "No one has taught me, and I don't know what's going on, so it's like this naturally. Is this the legendary martial art?" A hint of curiosity appeared on his face.

It was a lie to say that he didn't know, but no one taught him.

Not to mention this life, or the previous life, he did not have the concept of martial arts or martial artists in his mind.

"Xiaofan, I hope you are honest and don't lie to me. This matter is of great importance and is related to our life and death. I hope you think about it carefully." Zhang Guoqiang's tone subsided. He thought Zhang Fan was lying to him. This tone and expression were the first time Zhang Fan saw it from him. Not only him, but Chen Baolian also had such thoughts.

"Dad, mom. Are you hiding something from me?"

Zhang Fan is not stupid, on the contrary, he is still very smart. If anyone dares to say that the God of Skill is stupid, he will definitely be spitted to death by countless players. Hearing his father's words and his parents' expressions, he knew something must have happened in his family, and it may even be the reason for the family tragedy in his previous life. He asked impatiently, his tone full of eagerness and anxiety.

Zhang Guoqiang said: "Don't worry about anything else, answer my question first."

"Dad, mom, do you believe me?"

Zhang Fan also said seriously that when facing his parents, he has never been so serious and serious, which makes people involuntarily believe that what he wants to say next must be true.

"You are our child. Who else can you believe if we don't believe it?" Chen Baolian said softly.

Although Zhang Guoqiang didn't say anything, his eyes were full of trust.

Zhang Fan then smiled and said, "I didn't lie to you just now, and no one taught me. I know it's hard to believe it, but what I'm telling the truth is that it's related to the life and death of our whole family. I won't joke about this." There are probably other reasons for the tragic change in the family in the previous life. The so-called company bankruptcy may not be the fundamental reason for all this.

When he thought of his father's miserable appearance after his death, his mother's sadness and over-depression, and when he remembered his sister being molested by a gangster, he felt extremely painful and blamed himself. Even in this life, the pain was still deeply engraved in his mind and will never be erased.

Seeing Zhang Fan's expression suddenly became a little gloomy, Chen Baolian immediately stroked his head with heartache and said softly: "Child, I believe you. I believe whatever you say."

Shaking his head, Zhang Guoqiang also regretted it a little, maybe he was too sensitive.

"With this child's personality, although he often caused trouble outside before, he never hid anything at home. Even though he knew he might be taught a lesson by me, he still did not hide it. He had no secrets in our eyes. It seems that I blamed him wrongly."

Zhang Guoqiang thought silently in his heart, and his eyes gradually relaxed and no longer felt so oppressive.

"Mom, I'm fine." Zhang Fan's face regained a smile, and he thought to himself: "It seems that our family also has many secrets. Since I can upgrade my game to improve my strength in reality, I know what I should do next."

He was a little confused in the past. Although he vowed to take revenge on those who hurt his family, he had no goal and did not know how to act specifically. But now, he knew that only by improving his strength can he have the ability to help his father and have the hope that the family will no longer be on the old path of tragedy.

"By the way, where is your sister?" Chen Baolian asked.

"Isn't she in the room?" Zhang Fan asked back, but after saying that, he found that his words were a bit redundant. After thinking about it, he gave an uncertain answer, "Maybe he went to Chang Yue's house, right? You know, the relationship between them is pretty good."

When Zhang Guoqiang heard the word "Chang Yue", he felt thoughtful.

Chen Baolian smiled and said, "When it comes to Chang Yue, I think she is quite compatible with you. How about it? Why don't I and your dad go and tell you for yours?"

"Forget it."

Zhang Fan smiled bitterly and said, "You don't know. With my reputation in this city, how many people dare to follow me? Not to mention that Chang Yue's girl is arrogant, even an ordinary woman may not be able to respect me. Of course, if it is those women who want to be close to the dragon and the phoenix, how can I like me, Zhang Fan? Besides, I already have people I like, don't mess with each other."

Zhang Fan has not thought about women carefully in this life because there is someone living in his heart, the woman who is not very beautiful but always has a lily smile on her face.

"Really? Tell me about who she is?" Chen Baolian was immediately interested.

Zhang Fan shook his head helplessly: "Mom, I'm not in a hurry about this. Why are you in a hurry? Now I haven't even said the same character as her, so it's too early to be happy."

Seeing the mother and son talking homely, Zhang Guoqiang also felt a sense of warmth in his heart. He didn't know how long this warm day could last. He sighed in his heart: "Oh~"

He glanced at his father secretly and Zhang Fan thought to himself: "Even if I ask, you won't say it. When my strength improves, you will always tell me."

Perhaps after leaving home for half a year, the couple ignored one thing. Zhang Fan's cultivation level at the fourth level of the acquired day was only a result of a mere week.

Not only Zhang Guoqiang and Chen Baolian, but even Zhang Fan himself did not realize how amazing his cultivation speed was.

"My mom and dad, you guys are back."

At this time, the voice of the younger sister Zhang Xiaoling came in from outside. Although she had heard that her parents were coming back a few days ago, when she saw her parents who had been away for half a year, she still couldn't help but show surprise on her face: "Don't it meant that the genius was here? If I had known that you were back today, I wouldn't have gone to Chang Yue's house."

"Haha, you kid." It was rare for the family to be reunited, Chen Baolian's face was filled with a gentle smile, and her mood became particularly happy.

The old man's affairs have been entangled with her troubles and have been temporarily thrown away.
Chapter completed!