Tomb Raider: The man is in the Nine Gates, but the system insists it's the Primordial Era.

"Not playing anymore?"

Su Mu looked at the old women who had suddenly attacked and then suddenly stopped with a puzzled expression.

He had heard Huo Xian'er say that the Huo family was the only family in the city that used women as thugs and main fighters.

Considering that Huo Xian'er hadn't come today, Su Mu roughly guessed the identity of the visitor.

The old woman put away her whip, a strange smile in her eyes: "I'm not going to hit you anymore. The patriarch originally wanted us to come and teach you a lesson so that you would give up the idea of ​​marrying into the Huo family."

"But now it seems that you are indeed suitable to become a son-in-law in my Huo family."

"..."

Su Mu: "..."

A live-in son-in-law?

A son-in-law/son-in-law?

Was it even human to do the practice of marrying into a family during the Republican era?

Although his parents died early and he lost his home, the system had appeared and he had taken the Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill.

He still has to go door-to-door to people?

The old woman, who hadn't received a reply from the young man, assumed that Su Mu was so excited and surprised by their sudden suggestion that he had lost his normal expression.

"Let's go, kid. We won't tell the patriarch that you've recovered!"

"The rest is up to you to work hard!"

"Go for it! We believe in you!"

"Su Bozhong's son is indeed as handsome as his father. If Su Bozhong had lived a few years longer, perhaps my Huo family would have..."

The Huo family thugs gradually walked away, their voices coming and going intermittently.

Having guessed that these gossipy women had probably misunderstood why he hadn't responded, Su Mu smiled wryly.

"It's impossible for me to marry into the Huo family. The Huo family is so powerful, and their feudal ideas haven't been eliminated yet. If I were to marry into their family now, I'm afraid I wouldn't even be able to receive the ancestral sacrifices of the Su family, and I would have to change my name to Huo forever."

"Huo Mu? That name doesn't sound very promising."

Su Mu continued to use the dry grass on the ground to tie up the supporting structure of the thatched hut that had been blown away by the strong wind, and then climbed onto the roof to start repairing the leaks.

Now that he's fully recovered, he doesn't need to trouble others to do these things anymore; he can do them himself.

But, do we really have to continue living in this thatched earthen house?

But how do you make money?

The Nine Gates were a complex and chaotic place, and Huo Xian'er had told him about it all over the years.

Even minor powers have to pay their respects when entering Changsha.

How could a nobody like him, who had never shown any skill, possibly force his way into the Nine Gates and become its leader?

I'm afraid he's been reading too many novels.

The mere necessities of food, clothing, shelter, and transportation have already made it difficult for him to move an inch.

Su Mu climbed onto the roof and looked at the dazzling starry sky, gradually calming down his excited and high-spirited emotions after consuming the Nine-Turn Rejuvenation Pill.

You have to take things one step at a time, and eat your food one bite at a time.

Just like this straw rope under his command,

Damn it, why does this straw rope break so easily?

"Am I going to be sleeping on the streets again tonight?"

Su Mu sighed.

Just then, another unfamiliar man's voice rang out.

"Where are you going in the middle of the night?"

"Where else can we go? They're recruiting people to raid Changsheng Mountain! Everyone who goes will get a silver dollar! Additional rewards for those who succeed!"

"Chang Sheng Mountain? Those bandits?"

"Pah! Chief Chen treats people so well, he's not a bandit at all, he's a true outlaw! I've wanted to join them for ages, but they won't let me."

"Really, one silver dollar each?"

"Chief Chen's words carry immense weight; this isn't the first time he's issued a call to arms among the outlaws!"

"These days, a silver dollar can buy a life! I'll go take a look. You wait here, I'll go tell my family."

"Don't worry, even if something happens, the money will be delivered to your home. That's the loyalty of a gang leader!"

"..."

Changsheng Mountain?

Chief Chen?

It's like a pillow being delivered just when you're about to fall asleep.

"Big brother, can I come with you?" Su Mu leaned forward.

"Sure, anyone from our slums who wants to go can come with me. We'll either starve or die of illness here, so who wouldn't want to earn more money for their family?" The man nodded vigorously.

In the south of the city, there were dilapidated thatched houses like Su Mu's.

These people were either refugees who fled from outside the city to Changsha for refuge, only to be driven out of the city.

Either they've squandered all their wealth in the city and only come here to find a place to live when they're broke.

They were all poor people, destitute individuals.

As he spoke, a number of refugees from the south of the city had already gathered around the tall man who had given the order to gather.