Tomb Raider: What kind of heroine is she?

Zhang Xingxing woke up and found himself in a simple room. There was basically no furniture in the room except for the bed. There was only a small broken wooden table. He was lying on a large bunk bed with many patched quilts on it. There seemed to be more than a dozen of them at a glance.

Zhang Xingxing looked at his body with small arms and legs and messy short hair, and felt helpless. His eyes went dark, and he couldn't help but hold his forehead with both hands, feeling a headache. His arms also hurt when he raised his hands. At first glance, he saw many scars and bruises all over his body. When his fingers touched his forehead, it was surprisingly hot. His head was like a hot water kettle, and it felt like every breath he exhaled was boiling hot. Zhang Xingxing realized belatedly that he had a fever.

Zhang Xingxing opened his mouth and shouted twice in a hoarse voice, but there was no movement, no one was there. He pinched himself, it hurt, it was not a dream.

Zhang Xingxing lamented how he was sleeping at home, and when he woke up he found himself traveling through time and becoming a child.

Thinking about the little money that was about to come in his hands, he felt extremely sad. It was like the cooked duck flew away from his mouth. He was in pain. He didn't know what happened to himself in the original world. He was not dead... The more he thought about it, the more dizzy Zhang Xingxing felt. So he just let it go. He comforted himself that since it was here, he should make the best of it.

So, Zhang Xingxing shook his dizzy head and got up from the bed. Beside the bed was a pair of worn-out black cloth shoes with patches on them. Seeing that they should be his shoes, Zhang Xingxing put them on with a bit of disdain. They were too big and didn't fit at all. Just like that, he stepped on the bluestone slab, opened the door and walked out, wanting to find someone to go out and ask.

I didn't meet anyone along the way. I walked to a bamboo forest and couldn't get out of the path. The stones on the road hurt my feet. I missed modern shoes more and more. At least people wearing them don't feel pain when walking. Gradually, my vision went dark and I fainted on the side of the road.

Before Zhang Xingxing fainted, she was still thinking that if she opened her eyes, she would be back in her bed in her small rental apartment. But she was also afraid that if she died, she would be dead and she would never be able to wear clothes again.

Then he vaguely saw someone passing by him, and his subconscious told him that this person could definitely help him. So Zhang Xingxing used his remaining consciousness and strength to shout, "I don't want to die, save me."

Then, a childish embrace lifted her up, and the cool embrace made her feel a little comfortable despite the heat all over her body. There was also the voice of an adult man in her ears, as if he was calling the Son of God or something. There was also that childish but firm voice.

"Save her."

When Zhang Xingxing woke up again, he looked at the familiar roof in front of him, then turned his head to look at the still simple bunk bed. He felt like he had a dream. The only difference from the dream was that when he touched his forehead with his little hand, his body temperature was normal.

At this time, an 8-year-old boy walked in calmly. Seeing that she woke up, he called out, "Xiaowu," and then said to her coldly, "You are lucky to have woken up. The Holy Son has ordered you to take good care of your illness. Now that you are well, go to training, otherwise you will be punished."

After saying that, he turned and left. Zhang Xingxing was full of doubts and had no idea what was going on. Looking at the figure that was about to walk away, Zhang Xingxing, who felt that she knew nothing, hurried to catch up with the boy.

She was still pondering what she had just said in her mind. It turned out that she was not dreaming, but had really traveled to this place, to a large feudal family that seemed to be abusing children, and was rescued by a very powerful person.

The little boy looked at the little tail behind him. He sped up and she sped up too. She followed him closely, with a dazed look on her face. He didn't know what she was doing. So he stopped and wanted to take a look.

Zhang Xingxing bumped into the boy with a thud and sat on the ground. She looked at the boy with a confused expression and subconsciously raised her head and smiled at him shyly. The sun shone on Zhang Xingxing's face and reflected in her dark pupils. She looked confused and her eyes seemed to be full of starlight, which made her look particularly beautiful. With Zhang Xingxing's smiling expression, she looked very lively and lovable.

Looking at Xiao Wu (Zhang Xingxing) like this, the boy sighed and thought to himself, why didn't I think Xiao Wu was so naive, she was quite likable. But why didn't I have any impression of her at all, I vaguely remembered that she was very crybaby, but it seemed like nothing happened.

The boy's anger suddenly disappeared, and he asked in an awkward tone: "Xiaowu, why do you always follow me?"

Zhang Xingxing quickly stood up, patted the dirt off his butt, and answered in confusion: "I don't remember what training you just mentioned. I don't know where I should go, so I just wanted to follow you."

The boy's eyes widened in shock and he shouted, "You are confused. I am Ah San. Do you really not remember anything?"

Zhang Xingxing thought about his empty memories of this world and shook his head. Asan looked at Zhang Xingxing in front of him and felt a little overwhelmed and worried.

Zhang Xingxing looked at the child in front of him who looked a little cold but had a warm heart. He patted Ah San comfortingly and said with a smile: "It's okay, I will remember you again. Today will be the first day we get to know each other again!"

Ah San looked at the girl in front of him and felt a little happy. They were friends. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, then he immediately suppressed it, and said to Zhang Xingxing like a little adult: "Okay, let's get to know each other again. My name is Ah San, San is my nickname. The children here are all orphans and have no names. Except for the original Zhang family, there are those like us who were picked up. Only those who passed the assessment will have a name. You can call me Third Brother. You are Xiaowu."

Zhang Xingxing nodded after hearing this, and was too weak to complain. It turned out that this was still a large feudal family. He immediately called him "Third Brother" sweetly, without any psychological pressure.

It's so funny. This kid in front of me looks quite reliable. He might know more than me. He is definitely like a brother or sister in modern times. The "brother" here is not because of his age, but because of his ability! Zhang Xingxing secretly complained in his heart.

"Follow me"

Then, Asan turned around and left. After taking a few steps, he thought for a while, went back, took Zhang Xingxing's hand, and led Zhang Xingxing forward.

The two figures reflected in the sunlight looked like two short tree stumps, moving next to each other.

Ah San took Zhang Xingxing to the Fourth Elder who was in charge of training and told him about her situation. When he found out that she didn't remember anything, he looked up at Zhang Xingxing silently and said calmly, "If you forget, just learn it again."

At this time, Ah San, who was standing beside him, breathed a sigh of relief, saluted with Xingxing, and walked out.

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In the yard where the Zhang family trained orphans, more than twenty children were fighting each other in groups of three or four. Everyone was putting in all their strength, and the whole yard was filled with the sound of bodies colliding on the bluestone slabs, one after another. There were also intermittent gasps, but there were no wails or cries of pain. The scene was very strange.

This group of children was like robots without a mental center, or like a beast without thinking. Attacking without leaving any way out was the meaning of every action. No one had any awareness or thinking of hurting others, and there was no guilt.

This is what Zhang Xingxing saw when she followed her third brother into the yard. The third brother also had a look of being used to it. This made Zhang Xingxing, who had received nine years of compulsory education and lived in a harmonious society, feel the chill and absurdity so deeply and intensely for the first time. She did not belong here.

If conditions had allowed, Zhang Xingxing would have wanted to shout, "Who in my family understands? This is simply a mental concentration camp. The feudal big perverts train the little perverts, and the feudal dregs persecute one group after another. How can she live...?"