Who traveled through time and was forced to inherit the position of young master?

Fang Shaoli didn't know whether to laugh or cry because of his straightforward words: "I knew you weren't as simple as you seemed. It seems like you were really scared yesterday."

Fang Zhixin's face darkened: "Haha, you also know it's scary."

Yesterday was almost as much as half of my life's experience.

Fang Shaoli touched his nose, feeling guilty.

"Alright, alright. I said that the young master can only be inherited by direct bloodline. It's true, and Fang Mu and Fang Lin are not old enough, so you can only inherit."

"And..." Fang Shaoli thought about it and decided to tell the truth: "The position of Young Master is more of a respect, representing the Fang family. Before we took you back, our family didn't actually care about this position."

"It's just that I couldn't think of how to treat you well at the moment, so I wanted to give you the best so that others wouldn't dare to bully you or look down on you. After all, no one dares to gossip about the young master of the Fang family."

"The reason why the Fang family is the Fang family is because decades ago, many members of the Fang family went to the front lines and suffered countless casualties. Only a few are left. Now, most of the Fang family members are orphans who have nowhere to go after the war."

“I am one of them.”

"You..." Fang Zhixin was silent for a while, then asked, "Besides Uncle Fang, are there any other people..."

"Yes, I have."

Fang Shaoli replied:

"Fang Mu and Fang Lin's parents, that is, our uncle and aunt, Fang Xingyue and Lu Xiaoman, are also fighting on the front line now."

Fang Shaoli leaned forward and continued:

"And Young Master, you will be the head of the family in the future. The position of Young Master will allow you not to go to the front line. You only need to handle basic affairs in the rear, or even completely mess up. This is a special permission from the state~"

"You also said that the Fang family is actually a powerful force, so the operation of the Fang family does not completely rely on the head of the family."

Fang Shaoli leaned forward and asked in a gentle and persuasive way: "How is it? Are you very excited?"

Fang Zhixin raised his eyes and looked at Fang Shaoli: "You... want to go to the front line?"

"Of course." Fang Shaoli also crossed his legs and leaned back on the chair, a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes: "I want to burn these demons to ashes!"

"If you inherit the position of young master, then I can't go to the front line?" the girl asked.

Fang Shaoli shook his head: "You don't have to. You can still go if you want."

Fang Zhixin recalled the contents of the document and said:

"You have been well prepared from the beginning. I don't even need to understand anything or worry about anything."

Integrating the information he knew so far, something flashed through Fang Zhixin's mind. He put down his legs, stood up and looked at Fang Shaoli, feeling a headache:

"So the official announcement is that the world's population was reduced by more than half during the world war decades ago, and those people were actually stationed in safe zones?"

Hiss~ You're quite perceptive. You're worthy of being my sister.

Fang Shaoli looked up at the ceiling and said:

"Not only that, even now, various countries are still selecting and sending people from Blue Star, and some people are considering whether they should tell the truth to the people."

"When the four countries were first established, many people did not know the truth and blindly believed in the demons, so there was a so-called extradition organization, which almost ruined the whole situation."

"So we chose to conceal the truth at that time. Now that the four countries are basically stable, some people think that the public should be told, while others are opposed to it."

Fang Zhixin rubbed his temples: "These things should be a headache for others, it's not my turn to have a headache anyway."

"Understand my abilities first. I still refuse to be called Young Master or anything like that."

Fang Shaoli was dumbfounded: "No, I've said so much, why are you still refusing?"

Fang Zhixin looked away, his face full of disbelief: "Because I don't think being a young master means I can do nothing."

"No merit, no reward. Free things are the most expensive. God knows what you need to exchange them for."

The lives of the Fang family? The lives of the soldiers fighting on the front line? Or you?

"I won't be the one until I think it through."

"Okay, stop thinking about it. Tell me first, how do you stimulate your abilities?" Fang Zhixin walked over and kicked Fang Shaoli's foot.

Fang Shaoli was helpless, Uncle, I don’t think I have completed the task you gave me. She is very smart and not at all like an ordinary girl who is easy to fool.

He stretched out his hand and a cluster of bright red flames appeared in his palm: "My innate attribute is fire. Close your eyes and I will guide you to find your own ability."

A flame from Fang Shaoli's fingertips lit up Fang Zhixin's forehead.

Fang Zhixin felt his forehead getting warm, as if he saw a little red elf flying by.

Then a group of white elves rushed in.

"Coming, coming~"

"What the hell!" Fang Zhixin suddenly opened her eyes and took a few steps back. Why did she hear other noises?

Fang Shaoli sensed something was wrong and hurried forward, but with a thud, he bumped headfirst into the transparent barrier.

He rubbed his forehead: "Hiss...what's going on?"

Seeing this, Fang Zhixin reached out his hand and indeed touched something: "Transparent wall?"

"It's space."

Again? Fang Zhixin was suddenly horrified, swallowed his saliva, and turned around to look back.

"Who is speaking?"

“It’s the ground beneath your feet.”

Fang Zhixin was startled, lowered her head and took a few steps back, thinking, Land? The land can talk? She had never heard of it before.

"Yes, everyone can speak, but you can't hear it."

Fang Zhixin's eyes widened: "I'm asking questions in my mind, can you hear them?"

Damn, this world is getting weirder!

"Yes, as long as you know who to ask, we can answer you about everything, except humans and demons. You are the only one who can hear our voices."

"Things?" Fang Zhixin was surprised. Isn't it just life?

"Yes, you can also hear things that carry emotions, but you need to listen carefully, or they will actively find you."

Hearing this, Fang Zhixin shuddered and could no longer sit still: "What do you mean by looking for me? I don't want to be bothered by strange things! Why me?"

"Because you have the Voice of All Things, a talent that is not recorded in the Talent Pillar."

Fang Zhixin was going crazy: "The Voice of All Things? Is it related to the strange sounds I could hear before? Isn't my talent space?"

"You were probably in a semi-awakened state before, so we couldn't talk to you. The spatial talent was given to you by us."

"By the way, do you want to pay attention to that violent guy outside? He's about to break in."

"What……"

Before Fang Zhixin could ask about the talent issue, he looked up and saw a flaming fist coming towards him.

"Let's talk next time. Don't tell anyone else~"

"Crack...Crack." The barrier shattered like glass, and Fang Zhixin realized that her space was not transparent, but had a hint of purple.

Fang Shaoli grabbed Zhixin's shoulders and shook him: "Are you okay? Why can't I hear your voice? What were you doing just now?"

"Brother, calm down. I'm about to fall apart."

Fang Zhixin rubbed his shoulders, with surprise still in his eyes. Can't people outside the space hear the sounds inside the space?

Fang Shaoli asked curiously: "This thing of yours, um... defensive skills? Weird, I've never heard of a newly awakened space being able to defend?"

"Even if the space is compressed to form an invisible barrier, that can only be done by B-level, right?"

Fang Zhixin suppressed his doubts, tried again, and circulated his power again, and a light purple transparent cube appeared in his hand.

"Defense? I can't even withstand your punch." She rolled her eyes.

Fang Shaoli put his hands in his pockets, looking indignant: "Can you be more confident in your brother? I am very strong. I am the first 17-year-old B-level talent in the country. I am well-known outside, okay?"

"And you, who just awakened your talent, want to stop me? What are you thinking?"