The Boss Behind The Game

Looking at the "Time Flow" on the display panel, Tang Mu, who was already in his twilight years, was fascinated for a while.

Memories flooded in, and Tang Mu's fingers trembled subconsciously.

At this moment, there seemed to be that charming figure in front of his eyes, dancing to the rhythm of his fingers, twitching and dancing.

Tears could not help but fall again.

After that night, he was alone all the time, because he was old and didn't have any work to require him, and was finally arranged by the government to live in a nursing home.

He also thought about "the flow of time" countless days and nights, and regretted his original impulse, but everything was irreversible, and that burning was loneliness.

Since then, Tang Mu has tried countless times to recreate a "Time Flow" by himself, but it is impossible to do it with his ability.

Although Tang Mu gave up on this idea in the end, he still insisted on handicraft skills, made some small toys and sold them in exchange for some change, and then donated all the money to the "Craft Inheritance Funding Association".

It seems that doing so can give him a little comfort, because Tang Mu feels that there may be a person who is as down-and-out as he used to need help somewhere.

Although this amount of money is insignificant, at least it can be comforted in my heart.

Two months ago, Tang Mu accidentally found out that this game can make money. After learning about it in detail, he rented a virtual helmet. After that, he would choose to fish on the shore of the Liuli Coast every day, and then sell the soul coins. Then donate all the money you get.

At this age, he has already given up on his previous dream, after all, he might be buried in the ground someday.

But at this moment, Tang Mu was undoubtedly excited when he saw the "Year Flow" that he thought about day and night and always remembered in his dreams that he always burst into tears.

The fantasy dance with silk was over, Tang Mu turned his head to look at Hades, then swung the fishing rod and ran away.

After waiting for more than ten years, how much he hopes to see "the flow of time" again.

...

Beiqi, Hades.

Lin Tie, who was chatting with Lin Nuo, received a notification to add a friend.

Lin Tie subconsciously clicked OK, and then a dialog box popped up.

"Hello, where are you now?"

"I'm by the fountain in the center of Hades? What's the matter?"

"I'll be right there!"

Lin Tie was stunned for a moment, not knowing what was going on.

"Father, who is it?" Lin Nuo asked from the side.

"I don't know, he said he will come right away." Lin Tie shook his head and said.

"I guess a certain player wants to buy the time flow in your hand. Hehe, how much are you going to sell?" Lin Nuo was imagining.

Lin Tie heard and stared:

"You can't be a little promising. Your father and I have collected this piece of equipment. After all, it is the first item created here. It is very commemorative."

While the two were chatting, a figure hurriedly came from a distance, then stopped in front of Lin Tie and his son, and began to pant.

"Hello, who is Lin Tie?" Tang Mu asked immediately.

"It's me, sir, what's the matter?" Lin Tie was a little dazed, he didn't expect that it would be an old man with gray hair who came to find him.

"Can you let me see the flow of time?" Tang Mu's expression was pleading.

Lin Tie frowned slightly, but still took out the flow of time.

Seeing this, Tang Mu hurriedly stepped forward, reaching out his hand to touch the flow of time, but seemed to think of something, and immediately stopped, but his expression was full of nostalgia and sadness.

Seeing Tang Mu's expression, Lin Tie looked a little surprised, and couldn't help asking:

"Master, what's the matter with you?"

"I... I also had such a puppet back then, haha, it's the past, so let's not mention it." Tang Mu wiped away the tears overflowing from the corner of his eyes and laughed.

However, Lin Tie's expression became condensed when he heard it: "Master, you said you once had one?"

Tang Mu nodded, but his eyes still stayed on Sui Yueliu.

"Master, can you tell me how you got the flow of time in the first place." Lin Tie asked in a low voice.

Tang Mu turned his head to look at Lin Tie, then shook his head:

"That's all for the past, don't mention it, I'll just take a look, thank you!"

After taking a deep look at the time flow again, Tang Mu still had reluctance in his eyes, but he had no money to buy the expensive purple equipment at all, resisting the urge to beg Lin Tie to give him the time flow, turned around and walked ready to leave.

Seeing this, Lin Tie hurriedly stepped forward to stop Tang Mu:

"Master, I want to ask, are you a descendant of the ingenious line?"

Tang Mu's steps of leaving suddenly stopped: "Do you know cleverness?"

How could Tang Mu not be familiar with the word Jiqiao, because the book given to him by the old man in the dilapidated temple was "Jiqiao Xuanji".

Hearing this, Lin Tie knew in his heart that Tang Mu was a descendant of Jiqiao, so he quickly opened the photo album and started looking for it, and then showed Tang Mu the picture with "Jiaoqiaoren-Time Flow".

While Tang Mu was shocked, Lin Tie pointed to the line at the bottom of the page.

【Ingenuity belongs to my lineage, the Lin family has a kindness, and if future generations encounter it, they will do their best to repay the kindness! 】

"Master, I think I know what you want, the ancestors said so, I will give it to you as time goes by!"

"This... why is this?"

Lin Tie smiled immediately: "At the beginning, my ancestors of the Lin family were in great trouble, but thanks to the help of your ingenious lineage, they were able to survive, so your ingenious lineage is the benefactor of our Lin family, and the ancestral training is like this, not to mention the years Liu’s forging map book is a gift from your ingenious lineage, and our Lin’s lineage is just a slight improvement, so you deserve it anyway!”

When Tang Mu heard this, he froze in place.

At this time, Lin Tie opened the trading panel with Tang Mu, and put the years in exile in the trading box:

"Grace is grace, and it must be repaid. Although it is the ancestor, the descendants should continue it, just like the craftsmanship in my hands, it is also an inheritance, and it cannot be lost!"

Tang Mu was moved, and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to refuse, but he couldn't say anything.

"Take it, you need her more than I do!" Lin Tie said firmly again.

Tang Mu finally clicked to confirm the transaction.

Looking at the flow of time in the inventory, Tang Mu's eyes were moist. He had thought of reuniting with her countless times, but he never thought that it would be in this form.

After some thanks, Tang Mu left, but Lin Tie's eyes revealed relief.

Lin Nuo at the side saw this, and said a little depressed:

"Father, this is a special purple outfit, it can sell for a lot of money."

"Money, money, money, you know money, what's the use of money!" Lin Tie couldn't help but stare when he heard that.

"I can buy spiritual mines..." Seeing his father's appearance of making a move, Lin Nuo immediately shrank his neck and withered.

"The kindness they have done to our ancestors, our descendants will naturally have to repay it." Seeing the depression in Lin Nuo's eyes, Lin Tie said again.

"Old ancestor, many years have passed." Lin Nuo defended in a low voice.

Looking at his son, Lin Tie couldn't help sighing:

"Some are born in wealthy families, while others are born in poor families, so people often say that the world is unfair, but if you think about it carefully, why do those born rich have a higher starting line than others. This is like A long-distance relay race, from generation to generation, the wealth enjoyed by the descendants is not the result of the hard work of the ancestors, but as craftsmen, since we have taken over the baton, we must inherit everything, and we must not forget the original, Otherwise, you will be ashamed of your ancestors!"

When Lin Nuo heard this, he felt something in his heart, and immediately nodded vigorously.