[Rebirth of the Future] Furutake Era

Outside the study is the magnificent corridor on the second floor of the main house. A huge oil painting is suspended on the wall beside the stairs. On the painting, Nantong's lips are smiling, and he is close to the lady beside him, loosely and loosely in front of him. Distributing their naughty children, eighteen counted at random, and there were only three.

That lady is very familiar, she is the proud and reserved lady who faced her just now, her attitude really doesn't look like she is facing her own child, plus this wonderful oil painting...

It seems that my position is really embarrassing.

"What are you still standing there for?"

Someone behind him suddenly made a sound, the voice was mellow and thick, like sweet cream brushing his heart, Shiba felt a soreness in his chest inexplicably, and quickly turned to look——

Is that... big brother, the Qi Jin that General Nan was talking about?Sure enough, it is like a jewel like a treasure, but it is a pity that it is too unruly.

Nan Qijin squinted slightly and stood not far from Shiba. He leaned on the handrail of the corridor, followed Shiba's eyes to look at the oil painting, and his expression became a little subtle: "What are you... thinking?"

Shiba didn't dare to speak, the strange soreness in his chest seemed to remind him that if he continued, he would definitely reveal his secrets.

Shiba hurriedly nodded to him, and said goodbye: "I didn't think about anything. Big... Big brother, I'm leaving first, take your time."

Nan Qijin seemed to be very surprised by his "big brother", raised his brows slightly, and looked at him carefully, Shiba secretly thought it was not good.

The gaze that made Shiba restless was taken away by the master, Shiba nodded slightly, turned around and left as if fleeing quickly, leaving Nan Qijin alone leaning on the corridor and staring at his leaving figure, his eyes were unpredictable. Know what to think.

Absolutely can't stay in this place!

Back in the room, the door has been quickly repaired, Shiba locked the door, and finally couldn't hold on and fell limply on the bed, maybe it was stimulated by the things he came into contact with all day. His chest was sore, Shiba closed his eyes and angrily hit his head on the bed, my God!Let him die with a headache!

A more coherent picture than before flashed through my mind quickly. All the memories and the past, the 16 years the original owner lived humble and cautiously, are now clearly and unreservedly displayed in Shiba's soul.

This is... the era of Federation? !

No wonder... no wonder.

Shiba tentatively climbed up, reached out and groped by the bed for a while, just as he remembered, he touched a button the size of a soybean.

"drop--"

After a sharp mechanical friction noise, a row of densely packed words suddenly appeared in front of my eyes.

Shiba squinted his eyes to identify carefully, the memory of the original owner was not so easily integrated, and he could only understand the general idea of ​​these words, whether to turn it on or not——

Click "Yes".

The sound effect exploded in my head. After the dark blue startup page, a burst of silver-white meteors flashed across my eyes, and a little boy in a turquoise windbreaker crawled out from the bottom of the screen. The little boy was wearing two horns. Bao, blinked at himself, but there was no more movement.

Eighteen's lips moved, and he said tentatively, "...the official website of the Federation?"

The little boy's eyes widened suddenly, he pulled up and spun around suddenly, and the page was swept away, and a female voice suddenly rang out next to his ears: "...News at [-]:[-], hello everyone, I am the host of the Federal Bureau of Investigation. People xx, the slum area once again triggered local riots..."

Eighteen held his breath like he was suffocating, and he really crossed over!Travel to the future planet!

gosh...

The hostess on the screen pushed her glasses seriously, and continued to chatter about her own news. Shiba raised her finger tremblingly. He was surprised to find that the text on the official website was actually in Simplified Chinese.Wei Wei clicked on "Latest Current Affairs" at the top of the screen.

The female voice stopped abruptly.

Among the many federal admissions messages, one piece of news caught Shiba's sight like lightning, and Shiba stared intently——

"The youngest son of General Nan, one of the three generals of the Federation, was abducted and kidnapped by unknown gangsters. According to the latest information from the military department, Mr. Nan has been rescued by the Interstellar Police of the Federation. General Nan refused to interview him."

Below the message is a photo of Nantong frowning and facing the microphone. Shiba is a little dumbfounded. Sure enough, no matter what society it is, creatures like paparazzi are enduring.

General Nan...is actually in such a position...

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Tomat stood helplessly outside the door. It has been three days. The young master put himself on the bed and kept surfing the Internet. Except for drinking nutrient solution every day, he hardly even opened the door. Today, the wife has expressed her dissatisfaction If this continues, the young master will anger the general again.

Shiba lay wearily on the bed, the computer returned to black screen and was pasted back on the wall, staring blankly at the sky-blue ceiling, Shiba, who had integrated the memory of the original owner, finally understood where he was.

Federation - the full name of Federation Interstellar Universe Human Alliance.Almost all the people who migrated from the ancient earth lived here. On September 4633, 9 in the Gregorian calendar, I came here.

The development of science and technology and humanities is always in direct proportion.The human civilization of the Federation has reached an unprecedented height. After all life and future have settled down, the Federation began to admire all ancestors' property, music, humanities, and... ancient martial arts.

Ancient martial artist——

This is the newest profession developed by the Federation for decades. Most of the military strength of the Federation military relies on it. Even the most convenient cold guns and hot weapons are used by ancient warriors relying on their special abilities. Ordinary people are just as different.

The Nan family is a typical military and political family.

Nantong, one of the three generals of the Federation, inherited the rank of colonel from his father, relying on his own hard work and hard work, and finally achieved peak achievements in the military when he entered the seventh level of the ancient martial arts.

Therefore, unlike ordinary people, Nan Huaisu, who has no ancient martial talent at all, is undoubtedly the most conspicuous stain in such a family.

Most importantly, he is still an illegitimate child.

The seemingly proud and reserved Mrs. Nan has never targeted Nan Huaisu in public, but the cold violence that has lasted for more than ten years is enough to distort a young man's mind to an incredible degree. Even deep in the memory of the original owner, Eighteen was also fortunate to read the detailed "Nan Family Extermination Plan" which lasted about five hours.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

Shiba lay on his back on the bed, his arms were weak to cover his eyes, and finally he couldn't help laughing.

It's really God is on my side!

Federation idiots!

He roughly recalled the national internal strength training materials attached to the official website of the Federation, and the opening sentence "store internal strength at the end of the meridians" almost didn't make him die of laughter.

Well, the meridians are used to store internal force, what about the dantian?Help the stomach with the work?

No wonder... No wonder this body was detected as having no talent for ancient martial arts. The meridians are born with broad meridians, and it is the best seed for practicing martial arts. In such a situation as myself, it would be a pity if all the federations were left to be abandoned.

Shibayi sat up from the bed vigorously, the most urgent task is to move out of this crisis-ridden Nan family, although Nan Huaisu has always been neglected thoroughly, but if someone accidentally finds out, then... …Ruined.

Especially that mysterious Nan Qijin...

In everyone's memory, only his is vague and uneven, but in the original owner's memory, he is indeed the one with the deepest obsession.

It's incredible.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door outside the room, Shiba's attention was drawn back, and Tomato's gentle and helpless voice came in gently——

"Young master, you haven't shown up for three days. Madam was already a little dissatisfied yesterday. Hurry up and wash up. Why don't you go to the hall for a meal?"

After waiting for a while without hearing a response, Tomat shrugged hopelessly, turned around and was about to leave, when the door beside him was suddenly opened, and Shiba's head poked out, his expression unexpectedly good.

Shiba asked suspiciously: "Eat? Go to the hall?" In the original owner's memory, his three meals should be settled in his room.

Tomat quickly turned around in surprise, held Shiba's small face to look carefully, and then replied with a smile: "Yes, I don't know what's wrong, Madam specially ordered it."

Shiba nodded blankly, just in time, let's talk about the moving out at the dinner table by the way.

Tomat didn't expect him to agree so readily. In the past, if the wife asked the young master to do something, it must have been twists and turns and ended up making both of them unhappy. The end result was that the young master was scolded by the general and then put in confinement , never had an exception.

This time's success made him very happy, and he spoke briskly: "You agreed?! That's great, then we need to change into a special set of clothes!"

Shiba frowned and began to push back the excited Tomat.

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Of course no one at the dinner table would care what clothes he was wearing.The restrained neckline made Shiba feel a little disappointed in his heart, so he pulled the tie out with all his strength, and General Nan caught Shiba's movements from the corner of his eyes, and frowned imperceptibly.

Including Shiba and Mrs. Nan, there were only six people at this table, gathered around a large dining table with a total length of more than ten meters. I don't know whether it was an unintentional negligence or a deliberate arrangement. Shiba was brought to the bottom of the table. In the last seat, I dine alone.

Few sects use knives and forks in admiration of foreign countries. Eating the eighteenth meal was very strenuous. Maybe it was because of eating and sleeping. The table was very quiet, only the slight sound of tableware colliding could be heard.

Mrs. Nan sat at the head, with a sip of table wine in her mouth, she glanced at Shiba thoughtfully, and sneered in her stomach. She turned her gaze to Nan Woyu, and asked gently: "The notice is closed. Are you there?"

As soon as she opened her mouth, she attracted the attention of the whole table. General Nan seemed to have thought of something, put down his knife and fork, and looked over seriously.

Nan Woyu's fork was half stuffed, and there was a trace of embarrassment on his usually gentle face. He quickly put down the knife and fork to wipe the corners of his mouth, nodded and replied slowly: "Yes, the housekeeper gave it to me this morning."

Mrs. Nan looked at him lovingly. These three children were her hope and future, and they really lived up to her expectations, and also gave her a generous reward——

just like……

Mrs. Nan looked at Shiba with a slight smile, and her tone was eager: "Where's Huai Su? Have you received it?"

Eighteen unexpectedly raised his head to look at her, and then suddenly remembered the thin card chip that Thomas had stuffed into him before going out. It seemed that he had explained it at that time...

He nodded.

"That's good, remember to go to the exam on time, I asked your elder brother to pay attention to the admissions profile of Catheron Mela for you, you know..."

Her expression was filled with helplessness and pity: "They only recruit top students, and you... have no talent in ancient martial arts. Although your culture class is very good, I can't help you. I'm really sorry."

Shibayi instantly understood the meaning of her words, curled her lips amusedly, what a boring woman, does she like to rely on this kind of comparison to satisfy her vanity?