Opening an office in Taila

In fact, it is really impolite to casually explore people's past, especially to explore Song Yufeng's past.

At 1:23 in the morning, Xiao Cai and the others had already gone to bed. In order not to disturb them, Song Yufeng returned to the office by going up the roof, opening the skylight, and jumping onto the sofa. This way, he would not make any noise.

Song Yufeng gently opened the door of his bedroom, and then closed it gently. Although it was already early in the morning, Song Yufeng was not sleepy. He sat at the desk and took out his diary from the locked drawer beside him - even though he didn't write most of the time.

When he opened the diary, there were only two blank pages left. The date on the first page was already 1080. That was the diary the dean gave him when he was 5 years old. It has now accompanied him through 14 years of his life.

14 years passed in the blink of an eye. Not only 14 years, but 19 years also passed quickly, didn’t it? I can still vividly remember how I looked when I first came to this world 19 years ago.

At that time, Song Yufeng had not yet traveled through time and space, so naturally he was not called Song Yufeng. His former name was Wen Changyuan, and he was the captain of the third squadron of a special police brigade in the Magic City of China.

On August 6, 2030, Song Yufeng was leading his team in preparing for a raid on a group of drug dealers. During the raid, they were attacked by drug dealers with grenades. He had intended to retreat with his teammates, but an undercover agent from the other side had infiltrated the team and, as he was retreating, pushed him onto the grenade. A flash of white light appeared before his eyes, and he heard a voice: "My son is born! He is the son of God! Son, what are your ambitions? Tell them out loud so Dad can hear them!"

Hatred, anger, and resentment washed over him. He was only 34, still had a wife and son, a mother and a father, and a promising future. His career was clearly on the verge of further advancement, yet he departed this world like that. He hated the thought of dying unjustly. Driven by these emotions, coupled with his own lack of belief in God, he roared inwardly, "I'm going to kill every god in the world!"

When he opened his eyes again, he was already in the Shangshu Orphanage in Yan Country.

At the same time, he heard some conversations and realized that he was already on the Terra continent.

Thanks for the invitation. I’m in Terra, without a father or a mother.

He also knew that the Terra continent should be the Terra continent in the world of Arknights.

But the problem was, he'd only played Arknights for a month and hadn't seen much of the plot. Unlike the protagonists in the time-travel novels he'd read, there was almost no script to speak of. If I'd known I'd be traveling to Arknights, I would have definitely crammed the plot.

But he also had other problems. One was that he had no racial characteristics. Some people had cat ears and tails, known as the Filin race, while others had dog tails and ears, known as the Pelo race. He, on the other hand, had no racial characteristics at all. The second problem was his hatred of the gods. The mere sight of anything related to the gods would cause him to fly into a rage, often accompanied by flashes of lightning and earth-shattering collapses.

Now that I think about it, having no characteristics should be the characteristic of the Protoss. As for hatred, it is probably because of his declaration. As for lightning and so on, it is probably the ability of the Protoss, and it is also an Originium skill that can be activated without Originium.

Because of the above points, he had few friends. Most people regarded him as a freak and even wanted to drive him away. In the end, the dean kept him.

The dean was a kind-looking old man, a gentle man with a high reputation in the neighborhood. It was said that the prefect of Shangshu had even visited him. He often played, read, and ate with the dean, and the dean treated him as his own son. At that time, the dean was everything to him in the world.

As time passed, Song Yufeng grew up, and his talent as a god began to show. His physical fitness and reaction ability far surpassed others. So at the age of 9, he was recruited by the Yan Kingdom Military Academy and entered the junior class for military training. In the military academy, he was ostracized by others because of his lack of racial characteristics, extraordinary grades (after all, he was a special police officer before he crossed over) and super physical fitness. Of course, he also made some real friends. Later, he was so outstanding that even the principal was proud of him.

After seven years of training in the Junior Class, he joined the Yan Kingdom army at the age of 16, in 1091, and served as a junior officer. In 1092, he participated in the siege of Jiangqi Water Stronghold. Led by a legendary martial artist named Chongyue, they destroyed Jiangqi Water Stronghold, executing most of the bandits there, but also letting many escape. It was a brilliant battle. It was Chongyue. For some reason, Song Yufeng always felt uncomfortable around him. Then again, Chongyue was also a six-star operator...

After that, Song Yufeng rose through the ranks, eventually becoming a school officer. In mid-1093, someone informed him that the Shangshu Orphanage had been destroyed and its director had tragically died. The perpetrators of the destruction have yet to be found...

"Ah!" Song Yufeng suddenly sat up from the chair. It was already bright outside. He looked at the watch. It was 8:24 on November 23, 1094. Well, it was a very auspicious time.

He stood up and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. The dean left a letter before his death, asking Song Yufeng to rebuild the orphanage. However, rebuilding the orphanage would require a full 20 million Longmen coins. For this reason, he left the army, came to Longmen, opened an office, and wandered between the white and black worlds.

"It's a terrible day today. It feels like it's going to rain." Song Yufeng murmured, then opened the door of the office, made breakfast, and cooked for the little ones. Only then would he start today's business...