Chapter 1 Hacking? The Perfect Version of Superman Syndrome
This is a very small village.
A roar from the west of the village can be heard by the east of the village. If a family has a happy event, the whole village will attend. If you smoke a cigarette, you can go around the village twice. If a chicken dies, the whole village can discuss it for a long time.
This is another very far away village.
It's a full 29 miles away from the town, and it's a remote and remote area with muddy mountain roads that would be difficult to walk on even with a two-wheeled wooden cart.
Where is this?
This is Xiarongshu Village under Taiping Town, Luoyang, Henan Province. The total population of the whole village is only a hundred or ten.
Today was a lively day. Almost everyone in the village crowded into one house, filling the courtyard surrounded by adobe bricks.
The main room in the middle was the busiest outside, and everyone wanted to stick their heads in.
"Everyone give way, everyone give way. The village director is here. Make way for our village director."
I don't know who in the crowd roared, and the people who had been huddled together immediately separated. Only one man was still lying by the window without moving.
An old man who looked to be in his fifties or sixties wanted to show off in front of the village director.
He walked over and tugged on the man's clothes and scolded him: "I'm talking about young people, their ears don't work well at a young age. This is not good."
The man turned around and saw this fawning old man. He immediately shouted with a shameless face: "I gave birth to the son. You don't know. Why can't we stand here?"
At the end, I didn’t forget to add a special sentence: “Don’t forget what you are, and be careful about dragging you to the streets.”
"Yes, yes, I was wrong..."
When he saw that it was Xu Baishun, the most difficult person to offend in the village, the old man was really frightened and begged for mercy again and again.
The next moment he froze again.
Suddenly he realized that times have changed, and the old tricks no longer work. His attitude changed instantly, and he said confidently: "Xu Baishun, what are you talking about? What's wrong with me? You said you're parading on the street?"
It’s great that you gave birth to a son, but it’s not certain whether he is a son or not.”
"Okay, don't make any noise."
The village director walked over with a bulging belly, holding a baby in his hand, and carrying a baby on his back. He criticized: "You two are already old, is it okay to argue here? It will delay the delivery inside, you two can bear it." Are you up?"
"Don't worry about it. When your mother-in-law gave birth last year, you were as anxious as a monkey." Xu Baishun said with a glare.
Xu Baishun and the village director seemed to have had a feud in their previous lives. Every time they met, they would inevitably have a verbal spat, and they were not spared this time either.
The surrounding villagers who were watching were all used to it, and they were so smiling that they even moved to a bench to watch the fun.
"It's a happy event for your family today, so I won't argue with you."
For the rare occasion, the village director did not confront Xu Baishun, but said with a smile: "Baishun, let's discuss it. If you can give birth to a daughter, I can reluctantly marry you as a baby.
How about my Jackie Chan? He's only 2 years old, and he can already run all over the floor, and his body is even better. Look, he's as good as a four or five-year-old baby."
The boy doll held by the village director is indeed a good deal taller than a normal baby.
The village director is 1.7 meters tall. Standing next to him, Jackie Chan is up to his waist. With a height of over one meter, those who don't know must think he is seven or eight years old.
But in fact, Jackie Chan has made every effort, and he is only two years and one month old now.
When the villagers onlookers heard about the village director's baby kiss, they naturally wanted to flatter the village official, and they all rushed to say good things.
"Xu Baishun, this is your family's blessing. The eldest son of the village director's family will be promising at first glance."
"My mother, there is such a good thing. If my daughter can do it, I will wake up laughing in my dreams. Jackie Chan is so handsome."
"The village director's eldest child is really scary in size. He won't be able to break the roof when he grows up."
…
The villagers who were watching were praising Jackie Chan, the eldest son of the village director's family, for how outstanding he was. The village director's eyebrows rose with joy.
Xu Baishun glanced at the eldest son under the eaves, whose nose was running down to his mouth without wiping it. The second son was sitting on the ground playing with his younger brother with a stick.
Then he looked at Jackie Chan, who was being held by Cheng Guoqiang. He was wearing clean clothes and standing there with signs. At first glance, he knew he was smart and sensible.
The gap between the two sons was so big that Xu Baishun was instantly furious.
He shouted angrily: "Look at how good you are, who said you would have a daughter? My family will definitely have a son. A third son will give us the honor of being the head of the family."
"Don't mention it, Baishun. My eldest son Jackie Chan doesn't like it. I also have a second son Cheng Cai. You can choose whatever you want."
The village director handed over the son he was holding and boasted: "Look at my second son, he is as white and tender as soft tofu. He will definitely become a talented person in the future. Your daughter will be worthy of him."
"Fuck you, even if my daughter can't get married, she won't marry into your family."
Xu Baishun's words were indeed a bit harsh. The village director's face darkened and he said angrily: "I'm sorry, Xu Baishun. Your eldest son is a fool, your second son is a wanderer, and the third son must be a fool. You
Now I don’t even want to promise you anything.”
"You think I care about..."
…
"We started arguing again. My head hurts. However, Cheng Guoqiang is quite right. The third son of the old Xu family is indeed an idiot."
Seeing the two nearly 30-year-old men in front of him bickering like children, the two-year-old Jackie Chan sighed helplessly.
This kind of scene has only happened in the past two years.
It happened at least 30 times in front of him.
If it were just a real two-year-old child, he might just stare at Bulingbuling's big eyes and look curiously at the two grown men spitting.
However, Jackie Chan is a soul in his 30s, "imprisoned" in a two-year-old body.
Jackie Luolong has been in the army all his life and has seen all kinds of big scenes at home and abroad, but he never thought that one day he would time travel.
However, during an international military exercise, he encountered an accident and was blown away through time.
Open your eyes again.
Has become a newborn baby, and has a new name Jackie Chan.
Meaning: Hope your son will become a dragon.
At first, it was difficult for Jackie Chan to accept this result. He had become someone else's son, and besides, this cheap dad was about the same age as himself.
Calling a man of the same age as his father would be hard to accept for a while.
Even if the body is just a baby!
Fortunately, the cheap daddy looks unusual. He looks exactly like the father of Chengcai's village director in Jackie Chan's favorite military TV series "Soldiers Assault".
This is Jackie Chan's favorite TV series. With more expectations in my heart, it's not so uncomfortable.
In order to confirm whether he has traveled to the world of TV series like in the novel, Jackie Chan works hard every day to make himself grow up quickly.
The effect is very significant.
Even good ones are a bit like cheating.
He can speak normally at 3 months, run around on the ground at 4 months, cook 1 pound of staple food at 1 year old, and is over one meter tall at 2 years old.
It's not a thin bamboo pole, but a very strong and strong one.
You can even vaguely see the edges and corners of the muscles.
It's like being born with an extra Y-chromosome, but with no genetic defects or defects, and a perfectly optimized "Superman Syndrome".
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ps: The protagonist template is not written out of thin air, but comes from an extremely rare special case that the author encountered during his years as a soldier, and has been slightly strengthened.
The author is not very clear whether this person has Superman Syndrome.
But his physical fitness is really abnormal.
The guy was 1.88 meters tall and weighed 210 pounds. He said he had never exercised or taken any protein powder, and he was born with tendons all over his body.
Eating vegetables makes you feel so good!
Just mention an awesome achievement:
The 100 mortar weighs 75 kilograms and usually requires three people to carry it. One person can carry the base plate and gun mount, and carry the calf-thick gun barrel for a 10-kilometer cross-country run.
What is this concept??
Simply not human.
In the army's military competition that year, he won first place in the weight-bearing cross-country competition with a crushing result, and won the second-class individual merit.
Too fierce.
At that time, we all called him "King Kong", and we couldn't accept it.
Unfortunately, he was discharged from the army later.
The reason is cruel but inevitable, because military reform requires higher and higher levels of education, and his family is from a poor rural country and has not graduated from elementary school.
That’s why the author created this protagonist who has a perfect cultural template.