Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

Xiao Zhixi seemed to have discovered a new kind of fun, manipulating her body to fly and shuttle around the living room.

She sometimes skimmed over the top of the sofa, sometimes hovered above the block castle, like a little astronaut freed from gravity, swimming freely and happily in the air.

Amidst giggles, Xiao Zhixi waved her fairy wand, directing, "Barbie, keep up! Little bunny, don't fall behind! Let's go on an adventure!"

The floating Barbie dolls and plush toys immediately followed her trajectory, turning the entire living room into a floating fairy tale world.

And the mastermind behind all of this was a little girl who was not even three years old.

Sitting on the sofa, Tong Lei had just recovered from the shock when she stared at the scene in disbelief. The shock she had just suppressed surged back into her heart, and she instinctively cried out, "Xi'er, slow down! Don't fall!"

"Don't worry, Mommy! Xi'er can fly now, she won't fall!"

Xiao Zhixi turned around and waved to her. With a light push of her feet, her body suddenly rose high and stopped directly under the chandelier. She even reached out her little hand to touch the hanging crystal ornament, making a crisp and melodious "ding-a-ling" sound.

Tong Lei's heart was in her throat, and she quickly instructed, "Honey, please protect our daughter and make sure she doesn't fall."

"Okay, don't worry, honey."

Lin Lang could clearly sense that Xiao Zhixi's mental energy field was constantly strengthening and its coverage area was expanding.

Even he himself was enveloped by this force, and involuntarily moved in the direction of his daughter.

He tried to touch his daughter's force field with his own mental power, but he only felt a powerful and pure energy, with the unique vitality and unrestrainedness of a child, which made it impossible for him to intervene.

"This is not a simple evolution..." Lin Lang was secretly shocked, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Xiao Zhixi's mental power has already enabled her to "act as she pleases".

You don't even need to focus on it; you can achieve it simply by thinking about it!

This is an extremely powerful realm, and Xiao Zhixi was born with it!

Tong Lei was so shocked that her almond-shaped eyes widened. The dizziness and discomfort she had just felt were replaced by overwhelming shock. She simply couldn't believe her eyes.

She didn't know if this was a blessing or a curse; mothers always think a lot and consider things deeply.

At that moment, Tong Lei thought that her daughter might not be able to go to kindergarten or primary school in the future.

Because Xiao Zhixi is too young, if her superpower of telekinesis is exposed and captured on the school's surveillance cameras and exposed online, my daughter might be captured and dissected for research.

Therefore, Tong Lei is feeling both happy and worried at this moment. Perhaps this is just a mother's instinct to protect her children!

Before Tong Lei could think further, Xiao Zhixi suddenly narrowed her eyes, as if she had sensed something. She controlled her body to descend quickly and land steadily on the carpet. Her fairy wand pointed out the window, and her little face instantly became serious.

"Daddy, there's a bad smell outside!"

Lin Lang's expression changed, and he looked in the direction his daughter pointed. Immediately, a system notification sounded in his mind.

"Ding! Friendly reminder to the host: There are paparazzi hiding in the shadows of the building across the street, taking pictures in the direction of Tong Lei's duplex villa."

"Xi'er, those are paparazzi taking pictures!" Lin Lang's eyes turned cold instantly, and he was about to summon his invisible clone to stop them.

But then they saw Xiao Zhixi raise her fairy wand, a pale golden aura surging around her. Her voice, though childlike, carried an undeniable power: "Don't you dare take pictures of my house! Throw away your things!"

The next second, the paparazzi hiding in the opposite building who was secretly taking pictures exclaimed in surprise.

"Fuck!"

The professional camera he was holding slipped from his grasp instantly, as if grabbed by an invisible hand. It shattered against the glass with a "crack," flew away with a "whoosh," and finally crashed into a flower bed in the community with a "bang," shattering into pieces.

"I was just trying to sneak some photos of the celebrity Tong Lei being kept by her boss Lin Lang, but I never expected to accidentally photograph this family of three who aren't ordinary humans!" The paparazzi was so scared that he turned around and ran into the stairwell.

Tong Lei turned her head to look out her window, completely bewildered, with no idea what had happened.

Lin Lang floated comfortably in mid-air, spinning around, watching his daughter's "it's a piece of cake" expression, feeling nothing but endless awe.

Xiao Zhixi can not only manipulate objects and living things, and fly through the air, but also sense danger and launch precise counterattacks. This talent is simply heaven-defying!

Little Zhixi put away her fairy wand, ran to the sofa, took Tong Lei's hand, and shook it: "Mommy, the bad guys have been chased away! Shall we continue playing the flying game?"

Looking at her daughter's innocent smiling face, and then at Lin Lang who was still suspended in mid-air, Tong Lei felt a mix of amusement and exasperation, as well as a strong sense of unease.

My daughter's superpowers are too amazing. Is this a blessing or a disaster that will bring her to her death?

Just then, Lin Lang snapped his fingers, summoning an invisible clone. Using his wall-penetrating ability, he quickly traveled to the flowerbed in the community and immediately stored the shattered paparazzi camera into his personal space.

Lin Lang, a clone with no saintly heart, used the [Speed ​​Burst] skill to catch up with the paparazzi taking photos.

The paparazzi had just escaped to the back seat of the car when he breathlessly told his companion, "Quick...run! Lin Lang isn't an ordinary human. Even Tong Lei and his illegitimate daughter can fly."

The accomplice, sitting in the driver's seat, turned his head, clearly disbelieving, and said, "Are you kidding me? And where's your camera?"

The paparazzi wiped away his cold sweat and said with a terrified expression, "Do I look like I'm joking? We've been exposed! Run, or it'll be too late!"

"Uh..." The paparazzi's accomplice hurriedly started the car, trying to make a quick getaway.

However, it was too late.

Lin Lang, in his stealth form, had already triggered the [Space-Time Mass Teleportation] skill, instantly enveloping the car carrying the two paparazzi in a faint light.

"call out--"

The next second, Lin Lang's clone transported the two paparazzi who were taking photos, along with their car, to 214 BC.

The coordinates are on the border of Longxi in the Qin state.

Before the intense sense of spacetime distortion had subsided, the car suddenly lurched, the tires screeching as they rolled over the rough ground. The two paparazzi were caught off guard and slammed into the seats, their heads buzzing.

"Holy crap! What's going on?!"

The paparazzi's colleague in the car rubbed his forehead and cursed. He was about to continue complaining when he gasped in shock.

The blinding sunlight outside the car window made it impossible for him to open his eyes.

Just a moment ago we were in the Gubei luxury villa district of Shanghai, where the night was so dark it was impossible to see. How did it suddenly become as bright as day, with the sunlight so dazzling that it was impossible to open one's eyes?

The two instinctively looked at the windshield of the car. The window had already been shattered by the impact. Looking through the broken glass, they could no longer see the familiar lights of the villa or the streetlights in the neighborhood.

Through the open sunroof of the car, you can see the sky above you is a clear, pure blue.

"Uh...where...where is this?" The paparazzi's voice trembled as he pushed open the car door, his feet freezing on the spot as soon as they touched the ground.

The road beneath our feet wasn't a smooth asphalt road, but a bumpy dirt road mixed with gravel and dry grass.

There are no rows of stacked villas around, but instead low adobe houses and rammed earth walls. In the distance, you can see rolling green hills and faint beacon towers.

The air was filled with an unfamiliar smell, a mixture of soil, animal manure, and some kind of vegetation.

"what the hell!"

The paparazzi driver also got out of the car. Looking at the completely unfamiliar scene before him, he was immediately filled with horror. "This isn't Shanghai! What the hell is this place?"

Their car stopped abruptly on a dirt road, its metallic sheen and peculiar design standing out starkly against the backdrop of the surrounding mud-brick houses and thatched huts.

Soon, several farmers dressed in coarse cloth shorts with their trousers rolled up passed by. When they saw the "huge" car, they were startled and cried out in fright, retreating in all directions. However, they couldn't help but gather around out of curiosity, pointing and whispering.

"Look, what kind of monster is that? It's covered in an iron shell and has four wheels on it!"

"I've never seen an object like this before. Could it be a mountain spirit in human form?"

"Look at those two people, their clothes are so weird!"

The two paparazzi then looked down at themselves—jeans, sneakers, and a windbreaker with a logo printed on it—and indeed looked out of place among a group of ancient people dressed in coarse cloth and with their hair tied up in a bun.

More and more people from the Qin Dynasty gathered around, men, women, young and old, their eyes filled with curiosity, vigilance, and a hint of fear, completely surrounding them and the car.

A cacophony of voices and exclamations rose and fell.

The two paparazzi exchanged a glance and both gasped, realizing the seriousness of the situation.

Just as they were about to ask the villagers what year it was, they heard a series of hurried footsteps, "Make way! Make way, everyone!"

The Qin Dynasty onlookers quickly made way, and several soldiers in armor, holding long spears, pushed through the crowd, exuding an aura of oppression from the era of cold weapons.

The leading soldier had sharp eyes, his gaze sweeping over the car and the two men. He shouted sternly, "Who are you? Why are you here? And what is this iron-shelled monster?"

The soldier's words were spoken with a heavy ancient accent, and the two could barely understand the gist of it, but they were so frightened that they trembled all over.

The paparazzi stammered, "Who...who are you? Where is this? What year is it?"

The leading soldier frowned, his tone becoming even sterner, "It is now the thirty-third year of the First Emperor's reign, and this place is the territory of Longxi in the Qin state. You are dressed in strange clothes, of unknown origin, and carrying this unknown monster. There must be something fishy going on!"

"Fuck!"

"The thirty-third year of the First Emperor's reign? Isn't that 214 BC? "

"Longxi of the Qin State?"

The two paparazzi who were taking the photos were struck dumb, standing there in shock, their minds blank.

They're in Shanghai in the 21st century, how did they suddenly end up in the Qin Dynasty more than two thousand years ago? Is this a dream?

The invisible Lin Lang clone standing to the side couldn't help but laugh at this scene, thinking, "It's already a favor that you two weren't killed off directly."

After the recitation, the invisible clone that had completed the mission was recalled by the system.

"Show us your credentials!" Seeing the two men's suspicious expressions, the soldier pointed and shouted, "If you don't have credentials, you're enemy spies. Arrest them on the spot!"

"Verification? What verification?" The two paparazzi looked at each other, completely bewildered.

The Qin Dynasty stipulated that households migrating required a "verified pass," essentially a verified travel permit; violators were punished according to the "Law of the Dead."

They had no ancient identification documents, so they hurriedly pulled out their ID cards from their wallets and explained in a panic, "Sir, we are modern people from Shanghai in the 21st century. This is my ID card."

The lead soldier snatched the paparazzi's wallet and examined it carefully.

However, modern ID cards, bank cards, and Chinese currency were nothing more than strange pieces of paper in the eyes of these ancient people.

"Can't produce a certificate? They really are spies from an enemy country!"

The leading soldier shouted and waved his hand, "Men, seize these two spies! We were just worried about not having enough laborers to build the Great Wall, and today two enemy spies have delivered themselves to our doorstep. Take them back to the county magistrate's office for punishment!"

Upon hearing the possibility of being forced into hard labor to build the Great Wall, the two paparazzi were terrified and begged for mercy, pleading, "Sir, spare our lives!"

"We are not spies!"

"We really are modern people!"

"We ended up here inexplicably..."

But to the Qin soldiers, their words sounded like complete nonsense.

Without a word, the soldiers stepped forward and tied the two men's hands behind their backs with rough hemp rope, which tightened painfully around their wrists.