No Man Could Refuse a Toy-Not Even a Kid!

"Let me tell you a myth~~ There was once a family~~ This couple~~ had a strange baby~~"

Humming a little tune, Feng Xue arrived at Chentang Pass aboard a civilian land-based warship.

Although the scenery along the way had prepared Feng Xue, he was still speechless for a moment when he stepped out of the airport and saw this port city, which was even more prosperous than Shanghai in the real world.

Then, he had another bag of salt in his hand.

"Sometimes I'm quite glad I didn't complain about the energy collector."

Feng Xue muttered to herself as she walked onto the street. Although the clothing style was significantly different from that of the outside world, and the language was only similar to Chinese Language, overall it was indeed a modern society where people were quite prosperous.

If I had to pinpoint a difference, it would be that the architectural style is filled with a strange feeling that's hard to explain—an aesthetic that's clearly very technological, yet insists on having flying eaves and bracket sets.

Unlike in ancient times, where higher status meant higher housing, this world has a modern-day atmosphere where those of lower status live in high-rise buildings and those of higher status live in bungalows.

Although this so-called bungalow is a courtyard that looks very high-tech, it is also full of ancient charm - it is more impressive than Feng Xue's Suzhou-style villa (after all, it can't compare in terms of land area).

"It lacks the atmosphere of Weird Tale, and it doesn't have the typical elements of Phantom Object..."

Feng Xue released her senses but did not detect anything related to the Weird Tale. This was not to say that the place was not affected by the Weird Tale. On the contrary, in Feng Xue's view, this was a manifestation of the influence of the Phantom Object on the rules being embedded in the life of this world.

Just like in the present world, if someone other than a Yan person practices martial arts, they will not feel any traces of the Weird Tale.

Of course, this might also be one of the reasons why "Weird Tale are dead" in this world.

"!"

Just as Feng Xue was pondering the relationship between the rules that existed in this world and the Phantom Object, a wisp of barely perceptible [consciousness] suddenly entered his perception.

That [consciousness] was so subtle that it would be absolutely impossible to sense in ordinary Weird Tale, regardless of whether it was innate or acquired.

However, for Feng Xue, who started his life from nothingness and lived by counting single digits in the Tower of Babel, no matter how subtle the consciousness, it could not escape his perception.

With the idea of adapting to local customs, Feng Xue made a sword incantation with his hands and casually guided the sword. Suddenly, a sword light enveloped his body and then headed towards that faint [consciousness].

Feeling the benefits that her [Immortal] Tag brought her once again, Feng Xue wore a satisfied expression. The feedback from Tag in different worlds is different. In a world without immortals, even if this Tag exists, as long as it doesn't generate Weird Tale, it's just a bunch of dubious metaphysics. But in this world with immortals, this Tag is infused with many immortal techniques and Daoist methods that ordinary people are also familiar with.

"I see. So the supernatural Weird Tale of this world are more classical. That makes sense. If it were the rune technology incident, the scientific system would have been directly assimilated long ago."

Feng Xue sensed those rather low-level spells, which were only slightly more energy-intensive than illusionary magic. He then restrained his movements and landed in a corner, because at this moment, he had already noticed the location where the [consciousness] had landed.

A child climbing over a wall—outside what appears to be a house with at least five courtyards.

The child looked to be under ten years old, with small arms and legs, wearing a red bib, with two buns in his hair, a small gold bracelet on his left wrist, and a piece of red silk wrapped around his right wrist.

This child isn't a supernatural creature; if you had to Weird Tale, he'd be a "Group Supernatural Tale Martial Arts Master in Yan Kingdom who could stand upright on their fists and ride horses on their arms.

"That's strange. All the Weird Tale in this world have died out. Logically speaking, Group Supernatural Tale shouldn't exist either... Or is it the influence of Supernatural Tale Derivative? Or is there really a Weird Tale in this world that hasn't awakened yet, like the 'Investiture of the Gods'?"

Looking at the child, Feng Xue knew with a grain of truth that this must be some famous troublemaker, but it was precisely because of this that he became even more curious about the Weird Tale and fantastical structure of this world.

After a moment's thought, he didn't waste any words, took out the Coffin board, squatted down in the corner, and began digging...

The child standing on the wall was about to jump down as usual, but bumped into a transparent barrier with a thud. Feeling the barrier rippling, the child couldn't help but puff out his cheeks.

"Why is it open again? Did I expose myself? Oh well, if I had been exposed, this wouldn't be the one!"

The child muttered something, reached out and untied the red ribbon from his wrist, folded it in half and stretched it tightly, then brought the taut edge towards the invisible barrier.

But this time, the red ribbon seemed to pass through the barrier without any hindrance. Upon seeing this, the child immediately let go, and the folded red ribbon floated in mid-air as if it had been caught by something.

"Phew, thank goodness, this trick still works." The child muttered, carefully inserting his fingers along the folded red ribbon where it met. With little effort, he separated it, then leaped out from the area encircled by the red ribbon.

"Heh heh, you think you can lock me up? Dream on!"

The child held up his palm, thumb pointing to his nose in a funny face, before turning around, intending to find a spot on the beach to play as usual. But just then, a not-too-harsh noise reached his ears—

"Scrub, scrub..."

"What's that sound?" The child turned his head sharply and saw a burly man dressed in black sitting by the roadside, taking parts off a template.

In front of him, two wooden Little Figure seemed to be alive, fighting each other with punches and kicks, which looked quite amusing.

The child, intrigued, went closer and pointed at the two fighting Little Figure, saying:

How much for this Little Figure?

Hearing the child's question, Feng Xue raised her eyes, shook her head, and said:

"Not for sale!"

"Not selling? What are you doing here if you're not selling?" The child's face showed some dissatisfaction, but Feng Xue shrugged and said:

"I was playing with some kids the other day, and I told them I could make fighting Little Figure, but they didn't believe me. I made an appointment with them to come and see today, but they didn't show up. I'm waiting for them!"

"They must have seen you little Little Figure from afar and felt they'd lost face, so they didn't dare come!" The child's First Turn, and he immediately said:

"You're such a grown man, why are you playing with kids?"

"Otherwise what? Of course you should play with kids. Why would I play with an adult? Would they even want to?"

Feng Xue tossed the Coffin board aside, pieced together a few parts, and another Little Figure appeared. This time, the Little Figure wielded a large knife and charged directly between the two previous Little Figure, cutting them down one by one.

The child, envious, couldn't help but say:

"I'm out having fun too, and you're waiting for someone! How about we hang out together?"

Regarding Nezha, even in the original Nezha, the blame lies entirely with Taiyi Zhenren. It wasn't that he took on a disciple but didn't teach him properly; rather, he deliberately taught him the wrong things. When fighting the Dragon King, he said, "I am the Pioneer Official of Destroying Zhou and Assisting Zhou and assist in the conquest of Shang," and "My master said it wouldn't matter if I killed you." Upon seeing the Qiankun Bow and the Heaven -Zhentian Arrow, he thought, "My master said I would later become the vanguard officer and defeat the Shang dynasty." It's clear what kind of nonsense Taiyi Zhenren instilled in him!

If you constantly teach the child of a high-ranking official to rebel, it's no longer a matter of discipline; it's deliberately leading him astray.

P. S.: Regarding the claim that only people with a Xiao Qian are online, the problem isn't just about money, but also about the online environment. For example, in the Eagle Country, even if people online are wealthy, they'll discuss things like gunfights. In Russia, people online will worry about the Sino-US conflict. Even here, we have our share of online commentators, right? But the protagonist can't see any war-related discussions online in this world, which only means war is far removed from the average internet user. Does that logic make sense?