"I told you to put a little less, why did you put so much? What do we do now?"
When Fang Zhiyi returned home, he heard this sentence. He quickly pushed the door open and saw his brother at a loss, along with his anxious biological mother standing to the side.
"You..." Fang Zhiyi saw his adoptive parents lying on the ground, already dead. He threw himself forward, his mind going completely blank.
Fang Zhizu was still making excuses: "It's not my fault. They were the ones who wanted to drive me away. I didn't know that medicine was so strong..."
Fang Zhiyi instinctively wanted to call the police, but Fang Zhizu threw himself at him, hugging him and crying loudly: "Brother, don't send me to jail. I didn't know, I didn't know it would turn out like this! Mom told me to put some medicine in, and wait until they passed out so I could secretly take some things... You are my own brother, you won't just watch me go to jail, right?"
Fang Zhiyi paused for a long time. He looked at his brother in front of him, and then at his biological mother's pleading face.
"Son, you can't sacrifice your own family for two outsiders, can you? How will you face our ancestors in the future if you do this? Mom is begging you, please, don't..." Little did Fang Zhiyi know that this biological mother was only afraid that she wouldn't be able to escape involvement once the incident was exposed.
In the end, he took the blame for his brother's crime and went to prison. The nature of the case was heinous, and he was sentenced to death.
Fang Zhiyi had no complaints. He was the older brother, he should protect his younger brother. As long as his brother lived well, it was fine.
Just the day before his execution, the prison granted his request and let him watch some TV. Thus, he saw a rerun that made him feel as if he had fallen into an abyss.
Sitting in front of the camera were his younger brother, his biological parents, and his oldest brother...
They spoke to the camera about the pain of being separated from their flesh and blood back then, spinning a fake story about their child being maliciously stolen. And he, Fang Zhiyi, had actually become an object for them to exploit. According to them, he was forced to poison and kill people in order to rescue his younger brother.
Fang Zhiyi walked towards his death full of bewilderment.
And after that, the Zhang family not only obtained the Fang family's assets, because only Fang Zhizu was the sole heir, but also gained attention from all sectors of society, along with donations, opportunities, and popularity... The Zhang family had completely risen to the top.
Meanwhile, behind it all, the three people who died unjustly were buried along with the truth.
"Hey, my fiery temper..." Fang Zhiyi suddenly jumped up.
And his sudden movement startled his manager, who was in the middle of spewing nonsense.
"Fang Zhiyi, what are you doing!" Honestly, if this Fang Zhiyi wasn't so honest and willing to work, he would have fired him long ago.
Fang Zhiyi froze for a moment, then sat back down with an angry huff.
"The holidays are coming up soon, but don't think the holidays are for you to rest. The holidays are for you to summarize! To make you think about how to do your jobs better!" The manager continued spouting nonsense. "Also, the company can't be empty, so we need people to volunteer to stay behind and work overtime."
Fang Zhiyi's butt, which had just touched the stool, lifted up again: "Volunteer?"
"Ah, yes, volunteer! What about it?"
"You mean there's no overtime pay?" Fang Zhiyi frowned.
The manager had a mocking look on his face. "Overtime pay? For someone like you, it's good enough that you even found a job, and you still want overtime pay? Are you dreaming?"
Fang Zhiyi sneered. The foolish original owner of this body was a pushover, but to think he could even endure this garbage job?
"Work overtime my ass! Is that how you talk to your daddy?"
The manager looked bewildered, then his face turned red with anger: "What did you say?"
"Did you just evolve into a human? You can't understand what I'm saying?"
"Fang Zhiyi! If you can do the job, do it; if you can't, get out!"
"If you can fire me, then fire me. If you can't, then just bear with it. This is my attitude, what are you going to do about it?" Fang Zhiyi crossed his arms, while the other people in the conference room looked at him with admiration.
"You, you!"
"Take it easy. If you die of anger, it doesn't count as a work injury."
"I must fire you today!"
"Fine, as long as the severance pay is in place. If it's not... I'll let you know what it means to have nothing to lose!" Fang Zhiyi turned and left.
"You, you!" Behind him, the manager was practically boiling over.
Fang Zhiyi couldn't care less.
"My son! I've searched so hard for you!" A shrill cry startled Fang Zhiyi.
What the hell? No build-up at all? He immediately turned his head and saw his biological mother, Wang Ling, who had been waiting for a long time. With just one glance, Fang Zhiyi could feel the intense calculation radiating from this woman. He had no idea what the original owner was thinking.
"You are?" Fang Zhiyi feigned surprise.
Wang Ling stepped forward and grabbed him: "I'm your mother, child! Our whole family has been looking for you for so many years!"
Fang Zhiyi looked confused: "Mom?"
Wang Ling nodded repeatedly, then pointed to a greedy-looking man and a displeased young man standing not far away: "And your dad and your oldest brother! Our family can finally be reunited!"
Fang Zhiyi looked over, then withdrew his gaze and stared intently at Wang Ling in front of him: "Are you really my mom?"
Wang Ling was feeling very excited at this moment. It wasn't because she saw the son she had sold off, but because she saw him dressed in a sharp suit. Sure enough, the rumors were reliable; this son had become successful and could make money.
"I am your mother!"
Fang Zhiyi also grabbed her: "Mom! Someone is bullying me!"
Wang Ling paused: "B-bullied by whom?"
"I'll point them out to you in a bit. You are my biological mother, right?"
Wang Ling nodded uncertainly.
"Then you have to stand up for me! I've finally found you!" Fang Zhiyi's performance was incredibly sincere and touching.
Wang Ling only thought for a moment: "I'll tell your dad and your oldest brother. Let's see who dares to bully you!"
Fang Zhiyi just watched her walk to the side and start whispering with those two men. He wasn't in a hurry.
"Aren't we here to acknowledge our relative? Why do we have to help him vent his anger?" Zhang Xiong was clearly a bit dissatisfied. His parents had dragged him all the way out here. He was tired and hungry, and had been standing for half the day.
"Keep your voice down! Look at him, he's dressed so well now and has a city job. As long as we acknowledge him, won't we have the money for you to marry a wife in the future?" Wang Ling lowered her voice.
Zhang Daming frowned and asked: "Does he really have money?"
"Can't you see for yourself? If we acknowledge him today, we'll have someone to provide for us in our old age!"
"But..."
Just then, Fang Zhiyi, who was not far away, accidentally dropped his wallet on the ground, revealing several red bills. He quickly bent down to pick it up.
"Hiss..." Zhang Daming made up his mind.
Seeing this family walking towards him, Fang Zhiyi knew it had worked. This was a simple test. If they didn't help, he would have a good excuse to shake them off. If they did help...
There was another round of highly theatrical family recognition, and then Fang Zhiyi described to them how much money he was making, but unfortunately, someone couldn't stand to see him do well and jumped out to block his path to making money.
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
