Chapter 1 But, my son is handsome
For Shen Lang, this time of traveling makes him an aircraft carrier among the lucky ones.
Others who travel through time and are bound to a system need to upgrade little by little and complete tasks little by little before they can unlock rewards or skills. Even if their lives are not in danger, they will still suffer severe injuries before they can finally succeed.
But Shen Lang is not.
From the moment he was born, he was bound to the King of Weapons system and had 100,000 weapons. No matter if you have an AK47 with unlimited bullets, Dongfeng Express, or the beautiful Miss Qiu, it has everything you need.
This system that makes everyone jealous and crazy does not require Shen Lang to complete any tasks. Every year he grows older, he will automatically unlock 5,000 weapons. This year he is exactly 20 years old, and all 100,000 weapons have been unlocked.
Then the system is full.
If it were someone else, they would definitely rule this planet and become the overlord of this planet. If anyone disagrees, just order from Dongfeng Express and get free delivery to your home.
However, Shen Lang, who was lazy by nature, didn't want to do that.
In his words, whoever wants to be the overlord of this planet is a fool!
What is the purpose of being a hegemon?
Isn’t it for enjoying life!
He was born in a wealthy family , with no worries about food and clothing, so he could have enjoyed life. Why did he do such a thing?
Isn't that stupid?
Therefore, from the moment Shen Lang was born until his twentieth birthday, he had always been well-behaved and honest. He never went out to cause trouble. If he could lie in bed, he would never get out of bed, and if he could sit, he would never stand.
Moreover, the world that Shen Lang traveled to was not a technological world, but a world of warriors, an era of cold weapons.
Swords, spears, and halberds are the symbols of this era, being chivalrous and righteous is the life that people of this era yearn for, and becoming a martial arts master is the ultimate goal of everyone.
Simple and innocent!
Shen Lang, as a person who doesn't want to learn any martial arts at all, why do you do all those fancy things?
Isn’t it great to enjoy life?
Fragrant, very fragrant!
However, his parents did not want Shen Lang to continue being so popular, so they decided to send him to the Martial Arts Academy in Baiyun City to learn martial arts on his birthday.
After all, Shen Lang's parents are genuine seventh-rate masters, which is a respectable status, so they don't want their son to stay at home all day, being lazy and gluttonous, and not knowing any martial arts. It would be so embarrassing if such a thing got out!
"Lang'er, this is the cold iron sword that your father specially asked the swordsmith Li Chenglong to forge for you. It is well-made and extremely sharp. It can cut through hair with a single blow!"
Shen Feng placed a scarlet sword in front of Shen Lang: "This is your birthday present, and it is also the weapon you will use to study martial arts when you enter school!"
Shen Lang reluctantly took the sword, fiddled with it a few times, and then placed it on the table. He said weakly, "Thank you for the birthday present, Dad!"
When Shen Feng saw Shen Lang's desperate look, he glared at him and said, "I'm telling you, little brat, if you don't become a seventh-rate master after entering the Martial Arts Academy this time, don't come back!"
"Father, you are only a seventh-rate master, and you want your son to become seventh-rate as well. Isn't that a bit too harsh?" Shen Lang rolled his eyes.
"Do you know what 'the disciple surpasses the master' means? You little bastard, you are just lazy and gluttonous, and you've been spoiled by your mother!" Shen Feng pointed his finger at Shen Lang's nose and said, then slammed the table angrily.
"What do you mean by spoiled me?" At this time, a beautiful lady came in with shark fin in her hand, staring at him, "Who made him not exercise at the age of five? Who made him not learn martial arts at the age of ten?"
"It's all because of you!" Liang Wanrong sat down and slammed the table: "Let me tell you, Shen Feng, it's all because of you that Lang'er has become what he is today!"
"You have been lazy and greedy since you were young, never working hard, and only know how to flirt with other girls. If I hadn't kept a close eye on you, who knows how much more flirtatious you would be outside!" Liang Wanrong was merciless and exposed Shen Feng's past.
Liang Wanrong's words made Shen Feng blush, and he waved his hands quickly: "Alright, alright, why are you saying this in front of your son?"
Liang Wanrong snorted, looked at Shen Lang and said, "You don't have to listen to your father. Just be well. You don't need any seventh-rate masters. Just be healthy and happy!"
"Okay, mom, mom is the best!" Shen Lang was immediately excited when he heard it: "Then I don't have to go to any martial arts school!"
"Go, you must go!" Liang Wanrong said seriously.
"Oh, that's right, don't you listen to your mother the most? Your mother told you to go, so you must go!" Shen Feng hurriedly said, "Practice well, become a seventh-rate master, and bring honor to the family!"
"Go away, go away, get out of here, your head is full of martial arts, you are a seventh-rate master!" Liang Wanrong rolled her eyes: "Your mission is not to learn any martial arts!"
Shen Lang was stunned: "Then what should I do?"
"Go find a good girl and bring her back to me!"
"Other people's children would run away when they are your age. You should bring one back for me. I want to hold a grandson!" Liang Wanrong stretched out her white finger and tapped Shen Lang's forehead: "You can still be an ordinary person after you come out and you won't know any martial arts!"
"But if you can't bring back a girl , don't blame me for not recognizing you as my son!"
Shen Lang was so upset that he grimaced!
Mom, you are amazing!
"Did you hear that?" Liang Wanrong added at the end.
"I heard it!" Shen Lang replied dumbly.
So, after Shen Lang celebrated this particularly meaningful birthday, he was taken by his parents to the Martial Arts Academy in Baiyun City.
"Go, son, come on!" Liang Wanrong stood beside Shen Lang, cheering him on.
"I will practice hard!" Shen Lang said.
"Practice for nothing, find a girl!" Liang Wanrong tapped Shen Lang's head again: "You're still young, but your head is always filled with all sorts of nonsense !"
Shen Feng grinned when he heard this, thinking to himself: It's over, it's over, I didn't want to learn martial arts in the first place, and after she said this, I'm even less willing to learn!
"I'm telling you, little bastard, don't do so many things. One or two will be enough!" Shen Feng said with his hands behind his back, encouraging Shen Lang.
Shen Lang was somewhat helpless: "Dad, Mom, girls nowadays like masters. I don't know any martial arts skills, who would like me!"
“But my son is handsome!”
"Uh..." After bidding farewell to these two restless parents, Shen Lang entered the Martial Arts Academy with his sword.
Baiyun City Martial Arts Academy, one of the best cradles of warriors in the Chinese Empire, enrolls many young people with extraordinary talents and strength every year, but there are exceptions, such as Shen Lang.
The reason he was able to get in was not because of his extraordinary talent or ability, but because his parents paid money to get in through the back door.
There is no way, running a martial arts academy is very expensive!
After entering the martial arts academy, he looked around and saw crowds of people. The staff were helping the new students register, pay their fees, and assign classes. It was very lively. Shen Lang just stood stupidly at the door, not knowing what to do.
Didn't my mother arrange for someone to pick me up? Where is she? "Hello, classmate, are you also a freshman at the Martial Arts Academy?" At this time, a crisp voice sounded behind Shen Lang.
Shen Lang looked back.
Wow, this girl is pretty!
