My classmates chose martial arts and fantasy, but I chose the prehistoric world.

"You could try to get to know him and observe his character."

Another voice added, "After all, no one has ever returned alive from the primordial world. We don't know what the primordial world was like, or whether it would have any psychological impact on him."

"What if he has a twisted mind..."

"Be careful what you say!"

The elderly man in the Zhongshan suit interrupted, "A person with a twisted mind will not return to his family immediately after his return, nor will he take his parents and sister with him when he leaves."

"At least for now, his behavior does not show any aggressive or antisocial tendencies!"

"Then let's make contact, show goodwill, and observe!"

The middle-aged man in military uniform summarized, "Provide material support first, and deploy security forces, but don't disturb his reunion with his family. We'll make formal contact once he's settled!"

"agree."

I second that.

……

Old town area, Lao Meng convenience store.

The roller shutter door was half-drawn, and the signboard at the entrance gleamed cleanly in the afternoon sun.

This small shop, which was once on the verge of closing down, has put up its "Open for Business" sign again today.

Inside the shop, Wang Xiulan sat behind the counter, clutching a rag in her hand, but didn't wipe it for a long time.

Her gaze remained fixed on that familiar yet unfamiliar figure in the shop, as if afraid that he would disappear again in the blink of an eye.

Meng Xiaoyu sat next to her brother, close to him, glancing up at him every now and then before lowering her head to secretly wipe the corner of her eye.

She had stopped crying, but her eyes were still red, like a little rabbit.

Meng Shanhe stood at the door, his back to his family, looking at the familiar street outside.

He was silent for a moment, then looked at Meng Chuan and asked, "Are you hungry? I'll have your mom cook you a bowl of noodles."

"Okay." Meng Chuan nodded.

Wang Xiulan immediately stood up, tossed the rag onto the counter, and said, "I'm going right now! The ribs were already stewing before I left this morning, and the broth is perfect for noodles! Eat more! You must not have been eating well over there!"

She started walking into the inner room, but stopped after a couple of steps. She turned back to look at Meng Chuan, her lips trembling, "Xiao Chuan...you...you're really back?"

"Mom, I'm really back." Meng Chuan looked at her, his voice gentle.

Wang Xiulan's tears welled up again, but she didn't cry out loud. She just nodded vigorously, turned around, and went into the kitchen.

Soon, the sound of chopping vegetables came from the kitchen, carrying a sense of down-to-earth life.

Meng Xiaoyu tugged at Meng Chuan's sleeve and asked in a low voice, "Brother, you...you must have suffered a lot over there, right?"

Meng Chuan looked at her, smiled, and reached out to ruffle her hair: "It's alright. It's all in the past."

He didn't say much.

The 75,000 years of primordial history, the life and death experiences, and the vicissitudes witnessed cannot be fully described in just a few words.

He doesn't intend to say anything.

Those things are enough for him to know.

At this moment, footsteps were heard outside the door.

A middle-aged man in a black suit with a name tag around his neck stood at the entrance of the convenience store and politely knocked on the half-closed roller shutter door.

His attitude was very respectful, and his tone was very polite: "Excuse me, is Meng Chuan here? I am a staff member of the Yuncheng City Government. I have been entrusted by my superiors to deliver some things to you."

Meng Shanhe turned around and looked at the newcomer warily.

Meng Chuan patted his father's arm to indicate that he was alright, then walked to the door and asked, "What's that?"

The staff member took a document out of his briefcase and handed it to him with both hands: "This is the property certificate for a manor in the eastern suburbs of Yuncheng. The manor has been renamed 'Meng Family Manor' and has been transferred to your name."

"The estate covers an area of ​​about 100 acres and has nine detached villas that are ready for immediate occupancy, as well as multiple gardens, swimming pools, and the best security system."

He then handed over a black bank card with gold trim: "This card has a PIN of six 8s. It's already registered in your name and linked to your ID card. There's no spending limit; it's automatically replenished with 6 billion every day. You can use it as you please."

"This is a small token of the nation's appreciation; congratulations on your safe return from the wilderness!"

"You are the first person in Earth's history to return alive from the primordial world. You deserve this honor and this treatment!"

Meng Chuan didn't stand on ceremony, casually taking the documents and bank card with a nonchalant expression.

They're quite sensible.

He glanced down at the black bank card, then casually handed it to Meng Xiaoyu behind him: "Here, the PIN is six 8s. Go buy me a new phone, and get one for you and Mom and Dad too... the best of everything!"

Holding the card, Meng Xiaoyu was completely dumbfounded: "Brother... this... this... is it really replenished with 10 billion every day?"

"Um."

Meng Chuan spoke calmly, as if he were handing over a public transport card rather than a bank card with unlimited credit.

Meng Xiaoyu's hands, holding the card, began to tremble.

She looked at the card, then at her brother, opened her mouth several times, and finally let out a scream that was hard to decipher: "Aaaaaaahh ...

Meng Shanhe stood to the side, his lips twitching as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing.

The staff, witnessing this scene, were somewhat amused and exasperated, but maintained their professional demeanor.

"Meng Chuan, if you are not satisfied with your accommodation, we can arrange a manor of the same standard for you in the capital."

As the staff member spoke, they handed over a very unusual-looking mobile phone.

"This phone has access to the most advanced satellite system. If you or your family need anything, you can dial the number stored here. We have dedicated staff on standby 24 hours a day to provide you with all the services you need."

"The Meng family manor is enough to live in."

Meng Chuan took the phone and said, "Please thank the higher-ups for me."

The staff member breathed a sigh of relief and was about to leave when Meng Chuan called him back: "Wait a minute."

The staff member stopped in their tracks: "Is there anything else you need?"

Meng Chuan looked at him and said calmly, "I won't take these things for nothing. Have that peak Golden Immortal from your party come to the Meng family manor in a month."

The staff member was taken aback: "You mean...?"

"I will help him enter the Taiyi realm!"

A seemingly casual remark caused the staff member's expression to change instantly!

He opened his mouth, wanting to confirm if he had heard correctly, but seeing Meng Chuan's calm eyes, he knew he hadn't.

Can it help a Golden Immortal reach the Taiyi realm at the peak?

In the 800-year history of Earth, who dares to say they could do that?

The Taiyi Golden Immortal realm is a level that requires one to comprehend the laws and accumulate foundational knowledge to break through; outsiders simply cannot interfere!

If what Meng Chuan said is true, what does that mean?

This means he has the ability to break the conventions of cultivation, and it means his strength... may be far beyond that of a Taiyi Golden Immortal?

The staff member took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in his heart, and bowed solemnly: "I understand. I will report it truthfully."

He turned and left, his steps quickening slightly as he had come.

He must get this message back as soon as possible!

This is no longer just about "showing goodwill" and "making contact"; it's news that could change the landscape of the world!

Meng Chuan stood at the convenience store entrance, turned around, and looked at his younger sister, Meng Xiaoyu, who was still staring blankly at the bank card. He remembered the plan he had discussed with Houtu...

A year later, when her younger sister was in her second year of high school, she was also sent into the prehistoric world to witness Houtu's attainment of the ultimate sainthood on her behalf!

I'll also become a genuine saint!