He is the protagonist's younger brother.

Tiandao woke up from his deep sleep, and when he saw the scene in front of him, he almost broke down and cried.

The way of heaven without emotions feels sadness and despair.

He is at a loss as to how to save this world on the verge of destruction.

Finally, seeing the Realm of Gods passing by, it had to ask Lingyaosi for help.

Tian Yi raised his eyebrows and asked in confusion: "So, what am I here for?" He rubbed his chin with his fingers and asked again: "How did my eldest brother die?"

what?

Isn’t it good that my brother killed strange people in his previous life?

Should he save the world or the weird?

Not destroying the world myself is already giving you face.

"Host, you don't have to do anything. Just stay alive and keep your brother from going crazy."

Wu Kong checked Kong Kong's task list and remembered Sister Bai's private message.

'Your host, just be a good citizen who obeys the law and is honest, and don't worry about anything else.'

"The host brother is the son of destiny. His merits and demerits will be offset after his death."

Tian Yi was very satisfied, but he felt something was wrong: "Wait, what's going on with the academic master system?"

How could he forget about such a huge system that appeared so clearly in front of him and Wukong?

Others can also do what Wu Kong can't: play VCR.

It's not mentioned at all in the plot!

Wu Kong didn’t know, but someone in its company quickly typed words with his little paws and sent them to Bai Yu.

A moment later, Wu Kong, who received the message, stretched out his small tentacles and went around Zhou Tianzhi's mind and came back.

He explained to Tianyi: "It is very similar to my source code. It should come from a department in Lingyao Division."

Tian Yi felt sleepy and yawned: "Oh, okay, we have seventeen years before we see a ghost, can I just hang out as much as I want?"

This is my first time working on a system, so I don’t know how to answer.

Shaking its head, it said guiltily: "Host, please don't commit crimes. Don't do anything that harms the world. Other things... let me think about it."

As he spoke, Wu Kong opened the communication section for system members on the system forum and started posting with proficiency.

[Please, for a host without any missions, how should Tongzi guide him to live a positive life? Waiting online, very urgent! ]

Tianyi ignored the amnesiac Wukong. It said it was a system, so it was a system. It was good enough that it was not a witch.

So hungry~

I secretly took out a pill and quickly stuffed it into my mouth. Finally, I was no longer feeling hungry.

When his eyelids became too heavy to open, he fell asleep while listening to the faint mechanical sounds.

"Ding-ling-ling... Host, it's time to get up and study. This morning you need to run five kilometers and recite an ancient Chinese article and an English demonstration article."

After a pause, the eldest brother didn't know what to say.

It said: "Complete today's learning check-in task and get a cash reward of 10 yuan.

The host who gets first place in the monthly exam will be awarded a low-level gene fluid."

The harsh mechanical sound woke up Tianyi, who had keen senses, and he silently covered his ears with a quilt.

Thanks to his wit, please pass it to your brother and give yourself a thumbs up.

Listening to the rustling of the person in the lower bunk getting dressed, he turned over, thought that happiness is indeed the result of contrast, and continued to sleep with a smile on his face.

Zhou Tianzhi picked up his coat and walked out of the bedroom quietly.

Last night was a stormy night for him.

When he opened his eyes and saw his childhood home, he knew he was reborn.

Through the living room window, the dim sky turned slightly white.

The familiarity of street sweeping and bicycle bells made my eyes well up.

Ever since the steel plant was built, the sky in their county has always been foggy.

They quietly opened the door and went downstairs. They lived on the third floor. Nowadays, most residential buildings in the county are four or five stories high, with no sound insulation and no elevators.

As I recall, not long after, their family moved to the south of the city. A few years ago, his parents bought a residential plot and built a small two-story building.

The renovation was completed in a short time, but they didn't have enough money, so it took two years to complete the installation, and it needs to be left to air dry for another half a year.

"Dazhi, why are you getting up so early?" the old man on the second floor of the family building asked with a smile.

He was wearing a mask and walking slowly with a birdcage in his hand. Apparently he went to the park to exercise (walk) (bird).

Zhou Tianzhi's thoughts raced as he dug out the people he knew from deep within his memory.

I greeted Uncle Wang with a smile: "Good morning, Uncle Wang. I'm going to the park to run and exercise. I won't chat with you for now."

Uncle Wang, who is in his sixties, left a deep impression on his childhood.

I heard that his hometown is Kyoto and he has an extraordinary experience.

As one of the first batch of educated youth who went to the countryside, he has a university degree, entered the factory in the 70s, and is recognized as a highly skilled worker.

Because he always liked to talk about how great he was in the past and what leaders he had met and other glorious history, the neighbors who chatted with him gradually became bored.

Especially when he repeated those stories over and over again, they liked listening to them when they were young, but when they grew up, the other children didn't want to get close to him anymore.

No one wants to hear the same old thing that is repeated eight hundred times every day.

Although the streets of the county town were a bit shabby, they were swept cleanly without a trace of debris.

Several roadside breakfast shops exude a strong flavor of home, making people feel warm.

Jog out of the alley, cross a street, and across the road, you can see the entrance to the park.

It was filled with his happy childhood memories, and he couldn't help but miss the happy times of his childhood.

Without mentioning how his elder brother felt, Tianyi sat up with his eyes closed.

"Here, put on your clothes. It's cold in the morning. Don't catch a cold. Hurry up."

Mother Zhao Lijuan rushed into the room, grabbed her youngest son, lifted the quilt, muttered something, and quickly opened the closet to find clothes and threw them on the bed.

He turned around and left in a hurry, leaving Tianyi confused.

Rubbing his short hair with both hands, Tianyi slowly opened his lifeless eyes.

He tried hard to recall and make sure he had remembered the date correctly - today was October 1st and the school was on holiday for seven days.

He didn't get enough sleep and had no energy at all. His mind was blank and he looked very listless.

Unwilling to think, Tian Yi directly sent a message to his system secretary: "Wu Kong, do you know what arrangements will be made for Shi Yue's family?"

Wu Kong, who was conscientious in his duties, immediately responded, "Of course! We are going to Grandpa and Grandma's house to help with the autumn harvest!"

Then, with a hint of barely concealed gloating in its voice, it explained in detail: "We need to harvest rice, break corn, harvest soybeans, dig sweet potatoes and peanuts, and so on...!"

Tian Yi had a blank expression on his face, but tears were already streaming down his face in his heart: "What does adult matters have to do with us kids?"

Although he said this, he remembered clearly in his heart that there was not much farm work to do, but the weather was as hot as the heat of autumn and it was so hot that people could die.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shudder.

He didn't want to block rat holes with those kids, didn't want to catch grasshoppers, didn't want to pick bean pods, wuwuwu... He wanted to pretend to be sick, but didn't know if it was too late?