Please pull the trigger for this world one more time.

Pack your bags.

Mo Zian carried a buttoned cloth bag that he had salvaged from the ruins, turned his head to take one last look at the dilapidated courtyard, and left without looking back.

The button-covered cloth bag contained few items: a house deed, a household register, a dragon wood carving, a silver dollar note with "One Hundred Yuan" written on it, and a triangular bayonet that had not been taken back.

Everything from the past was destroyed by the war, but those who survived are destined to build a new future on the ruins forever.

After leaving the courtyard, Gui Haishuo and his wife went their separate ways.

Maple Leaf said they were going to retrieve their "car," while Gui Haishuo first took Mo Zian to the government office in Munan Town to cancel the house deed—

Mo Zian knew in his heart that once he left, he wouldn't have many more chances to return to this small town.

Although the government office was in chaos at the time, Gui Haishuo's identity as a [Spirit Warrior] seemed to be very useful. A civil official with four lotus flowers embroidered on his collar received them alone, took back the house deed, and returned 600 Guangwu silver dollars to them.

This price is definitely much lower than normal buying and selling, but that's the price the government buys back. Fortunately, this time, Mo Zian saw real, gleaming Guangwu silver dollars—

It was a type of silver coin with a dragon emblem on one side and a sickle, sword, and hammer emblem on the other.

Mo Zian looked at the silver coins in his hand with great curiosity, because this was the first time that anyone, including the original owner "Bengdouzai", had ever held a silver coin in their own hands.

The original owner, "Bengdouzai," used to receive pocket money in copper coins, which were divided into "kuai" and "mao." One silver dollar was generally worth 100 kuai, and one yuan was fixed at 10 mao.

Mo Zian roughly estimated in his mind that the purchasing power of 600 silver dollars in this world was roughly equivalent to 7 to 8 in his previous life.

This sum of money isn't a huge amount, but it's not a small amount either.

Generally speaking, it would be inappropriate to hand it over directly to an eight-year-old child, but Gui Haishuo thought about it and felt that this little rascal was no ordinary child.

The person who could leave a bruise on his waist and prevent him from retaliating must be extraordinary—that's right, both master and disciple had been punished by Maple Leaf before.

Gui Haishuo placed the red paper packet containing the silver coins into the cloth bag that Mo Zian was carrying. With a flick of his wrist, he took out three silver coins and blatantly put them into his own pocket.

"Your teacher's wife... is too strict. We, father and son, need to be on the same side, you understand?"

Mo Zian stared blankly at the other person, then gave them an understanding look and gave them a thumbs up.

"Hey! I'll treat you to bamboo tube rice dumplings on the way!" Gui Haishuo was very pleased.

Leading Mo Zian away from the government office, Gui Haishuo found a hotel that had reopened.

The Chenhuan people attacked the city from the south, while this shop was located in the north of the town, so it was not severely affected; only a few pieces of glass were broken.

After taking a shower and changing into clean clothes, Mo Zian looked chubby and clean, and Gui Haishuo liked him more and more.

Afterwards, Gui Haishuo and Mo Zian waited in the hotel room until Fengye returned, at which point they would hold a formal apprenticeship ceremony.

As for why I had to wait for the maple leaves, it was mainly to change into a long robe—

Wearing a long gown with a burnt hole in the crotch, Gui Haishuo was a respectable man, but he couldn't get over this hurdle in his heart.

"Master, how did Mistress know we were coming here?" Mo Zian asked.

"Because I left marks along the way, you just didn't notice them. Besides, my ethereal aura is probably unique in Munan Town."

Not long after, footsteps were heard outside, and Maple Leaf, the master's wife, easily found the place.

The apprenticeship ceremony is not complicated.

After changing his clothes, Gui Haishuo sat leisurely in a chair. Mo Zian kowtowed three times on the ground and then offered Gui Haishuo a cup of hot tea.

Although the ceremony was simple, its meaning would be completely different after Gui Haishuo drank the tea.

"Zi'an, there is an old saying that a teacher for one day is a father for life."

Gui Haishuo put down the teacup he had just taken a sip of and said, "Now that your parents are not around, let's be like father and son, teacher and student. I know that although you are young, you are quite ambitious, and you must guard against arrogance and impetuosity and strive for progress."

Mo Zian answered earnestly and seriously, "Yes, Master."

The atmosphere was peaceful for a moment.

Mo Zian stood up, blinked a few times, and suddenly looked at Feng Ye: "Master's wife, Master just took three yuan from me."

Gui Haishuo's hand holding the teacup trembled instantly.

"No, madam, let me explain... ah~~"

……

During dinner in the evening.

With her lower back exposed and her defenses breached, Gui Haishuo's true colors were revealed.

With lightning speed, he picked up a large piece of cauliflower, which he himself didn't like, and gave it to Mo Zian, claiming that it was because the child was growing.

What level of player is Mo Zian?

He wouldn't put it back; instead, he stared with his watery eyes and ate it bite by bite with a wronged expression.

Gui Haishuo was stunned for a moment, and then another bruise appeared on his other side of his waist. Immediately afterwards, the two large pieces of beef in his bowl were transferred to Mo Zian's bowl.

Mo Zian smiled, chewing the beef slowly with the air of a victor, before receiving another sharp rap on the other side of his head, adding another bump to his head.

Gui Haishuo smiled.

……

The three of them rested for one night in Munan Town.

That night, Mo Zian lay in bed, feeling utterly exhausted from the day's events.

Everything changed too quickly, catching both the body and soul somewhat off guard. Mo Zian knew that there were still many suspicious points about him, but clearly, now was not the time to dwell on them.

He needs to survive, he needs to grow, he needs to fight.

Exhausted, Mo Zian emptied his mind and quickly drifted off to sleep, but somehow, he found himself in a very strange place.

The place appeared completely empty, filled with an extremely thick gray fog.

suddenly!

Mo Zian felt a pair of resentful eyes staring intently at him, filled with inexplicable malice—strangely, he couldn't find those eyes, but he could always sense that they existed in some corner.

That gaze was so intense it felt almost tangible, making the hairs on his body stand on end.

Just then, Mo Zian suddenly felt his mind clear again, but he knew clearly that he was still not awake—like a lucid dream.

He could even feel his fingers trembling a few times for some reason, but he remained lying peacefully on the bed.

At this moment, Mo Zian began to explore this misty space. Before he had taken a few steps, he suddenly felt that he heard a few indistinct murmurs.

"Who?!"

Mo Zian roared and strode off in the possible direction, but after running for a long time, all he could see was fog and he couldn't see a single shadow.

"strangeness……"

Mo Zian subconsciously turned his head, and a pair of blood-red eyes floating in the mist suddenly appeared in front of him, right face to face.

On the bed outside, Mo Zian lay there without any sign of fear on his face. Instead, a smile suddenly appeared on his lips.

"Found you, my little darling..."

His blood-red eyes widened instantly, then he turned and ran.

"Don't run away!!!"

In his dream, Mo Zian strode after him, but his blood-red eyes quickly disappeared into the mist.

Suddenly, an inhuman roar exploded in Mo Zian's ears.

"roar!!!"

……

"what……"

Mo Zian woke up instantly, his body covered in a cold sweat—now that things had come to this, Mo Zian refused to believe that this was just a nightmare.

So, what exactly are these eyes that appeared in my dream?

Completely baffled, Mo Zian closed his eyes and fell asleep again, but this time, the strange dream did not reappear.

Mo Zian slept straight through until dawn.

Silent all night.

The next morning, after breakfast, Mo Zian sat obediently on the stool, waiting for his master's wife to change the dressing on his hand.

However, when Fengye removed the gauze, both Mo Zian and she were stunned—because at this moment, the wound on Mo Zian's palm had almost completely healed, leaving only some fine, light pink marks.

"?!"

Mo Zian's heart stirred, instantly connecting it with the dream from last night, while the maple leaf in front of him, after the initial surprise, revealed a look of matter-of-fact in its eyes.

"No wonder the Mo Family Pharmacy is so famous here; this level of wound medicine is not commonly available."

Gui Haishuo walked over from the side with his hands in his pockets and said slowly, "He must have incorporated alchemical knowledge into the potion. If I have the chance, I would really like to meet him... Alright, Xiao Zian, stop staring blankly."

Gui Haishuo patted Mo Zian's head and said, "Your parents are very powerful people. When you grow up, if you have the ability, don't forget to bring them back."

"Yes! Your disciple will certainly not forget!"

"Good! That's spirited! Go and get ready."

"Yes, Master."

There wasn't much to pack. With his small bag on his back, Mo Zian followed his master and mistress out of the inn and saw the car the couple had mentioned.

Its appearance is similar to a combination of a large pickup truck and a classic car from the previous era. It has an integrated canopy on the truck bed, and the body is black, which looks very rugged. Although it is dusty, it is obviously well maintained.

Moreover, judging from the sound it makes when it starts, it is clearly not a gasoline-powered internal combustion engine.

At this moment, Gui Haishuo, in the driver's seat, patted the car body proudly: "This is our [Ether Car], get in, let's go!"

Mo Zian blinked a few times and climbed into the back seat of the car's driver's cab—the seat was covered with a whole animal hide, and in front of it was a strangely shaped galloping horse sculpture.

Mo Zian didn't recognize the material of the carving, but it looked very valuable.

Moreover, based on both the original owner's memories and his own observations, the means of transportation in this world should still primarily rely on animal power, and there isn't a single so-called "ether vehicle" in the entire Munan Town.

Therefore, it's not hard to imagine what kind of strength and weight this Ether Car represents.

The other party certainly has something to brag about.

These were most likely earned by his master himself.

Watching the scenery recede outside the car window, Mo Zian slowly walked out of the city gate and entered the outside world for the first time.

Winter comes relatively late in the south of the Guangwu Empire, so even though it is already autumn, the mountains and rivers outside are still green.

And amidst these verdant hills and clear waters, a long, unbroken army marched—

Clearly, Munan Town is gradually transforming from a small border town into the starting point of a major war and a gathering place for troops.

The air was thick with the smell of gunpowder, almost suffocating, but Mo Zian knew that everything behind him was temporarily no longer his concern.

He has no right to have any connection now.

The future may be uncertain, but Mo Zian is not worried at all, because he already has a clear plan in his little mind.

I have trustworthy people around me, so I feel at ease wherever I go.

Mo Zian gently closed his eyes and gradually drifted into sleep. The wheels rolled over the sand and dust, splashing up the fleeting moments of time.

4 years have passed in the blink of an eye.

She's twelve years old.