My whole family time-traveled! I became a god during my exile in a famine.

Chapter 347 Regret is Useless

"What number? I'm your second brother!" Xin Haoming suddenly flew into a rage.

His voice was very hoarse, and he couldn't shout at all, but his expression was ferocious and terrifying, and his eyes were bulging out, which frightened Xin Wanrou into taking two steps back.

Even so, Xin Wanrou insisted, "These are the base rules, and we all have to abide by them. Second brother, why don't you go register first and get an identification number?"

If he gets an identification number, will he still pounce on food like a dog?

Xin Haoming was furious, and the veins around his eyes were throbbing.

For more than a year, he wandered around several surrounding tribes. After being driven out of his tribe by that bastard Amona, he had nowhere to go.

After much thought, the only option left was to return to the Icefield Base and ask his parents for help.

At first glance at the scale of the icefield base, he thought he had come to the wrong place.

Unexpectedly, in just one year, Sixth Sister led everyone at the base to build this place into something quite impressive.

It's like... an oasis city blooming on a glacier.

The greenery climbing all over the city wall was quite astonishing.

Almost everyone who wanders to this place doesn't want to move anymore.

This oasis, even from a distance outside the city, is so vast that one can only imagine how beautiful and prosperous it must be, a place where people live in peace and contentment.

Xin Haoming was refused registration on his first day of queuing.

The reason is simple: they showed him their blacklist, and his name was prominently displayed on it.

He lingered outside the city for three or four days, twice changing his appearance and name in an attempt to sneak into the city, but each time the registrar recognized his identity and kicked him out.

It had been almost five days, and he was starving. Just then, he saw his second sister coming out to distribute porridge and food, and he couldn't resist trying to snatch it.

He thought that this was a rare opportunity, and that his second sister might be able to make an exception for him out of consideration for their parents.

Unexpectedly... my second sister still made him register.

Registration, registration, registration! This registration is so annoying!
He is the legitimate son of the Xin family. Why would he need to register anything when he returns to his own home?
"Second sister, do you want to watch your own brother starve to death?"

"You all only listen to Xin Liu, how heartless, so heartless! What kind of mind-altering drug did Xin Liu give you? Do you want to watch me die?"

Xin Wanrou was startled by the appearance of her brother and didn't know what to do with her hands and feet.

Xin Haoming's eyes seemed to be burning with raging anger, his nostrils flared, his breathing was heavy, and his fingers were clenched tightly, as if he was about to pounce on her and beat her up at any moment.

But his voice was so low and hoarse that Xin Wanrou had no idea what he was shouting behind his opening and closing mouth.

"Second Brother, don't get agitated. Let's talk things out." Xin Wanrou had the people move the remaining buckets of porridge that had been brought over to the back so they wouldn't spill it.

When Xin Haoming saw her trying to avoid him, he was so angry that he trembled all over and lunged forward.

Chen Ling, her face cold, shouted angrily, "Hold him down!"

Captain Wang had long disliked this madman, so he led two of his men forward, grabbed his shoulders from both sides, and immediately threw him to the ground and pinned him down.

Xin Wanrou wanted to say a few good words for her second brother, but when she met Miss Chen's cold gaze, she didn't dare to speak.

"You scoundrel, who gave you permission to cause trouble here?" Chen Ling said coldly.

"I want to see my parents! I want to see my grandparents!!" Xin Haoming roared hysterically, but his voice was hoarse in his throat and almost inaudible.

Chen Ling sneered, "All those entering the city must register, receive a number, be observed, and wait according to the rules."

Who are you? Do you think you have special privileges?

Xin Wanrou was a little embarrassed. She slowly stepped forward and whispered, "Miss Chen, this is... my second brother, Xin Haoming."

Someone handed her a blacklist book, and Chen Ling coldly flipped to the first page, saying, "Your name was personally written into the blacklist by the Sixth Miss!"

"No identification number plate will be issued, and entry to the base will not be permitted."

Xin Wanrou remained silent, not daring to utter a sound.

For over a year, she had been very clear that her powerful sixth sister was an absolute queen. Nominally, the entire base was run by her fourth uncle.

But in reality, the one who truly takes charge is this sixth sister.

Xin Wanrou sighed inwardly and glanced sympathetically at her second brother, Xin Haoming.

My second brother has really messed things up; now he wants to go home and regret it, but that'll be difficult...

Xin Haoming was pinned to the ground, struggling and shouting angrily, "Can't I see my grandfather? Can't I see my grandfather?"

"Throw him away!" Chen Ling waved her hand, and Captain Wang and two of his men dragged Xin Haoming away like a dead dog.

In Xin Nian's dictionary, there is no such word as "regret".

Xin Haoming had been given more than one chance before, but he remained obstinate. Now it's too late for regrets.

Xin Haoming truly regrets it.

Meng Lanyin was detained in the clan, and Amon forced her to undergo a wedding ceremony.

The two rarely even saw each other. The last time he saw her, Yin Yin had already been forced into pregnancy by A Meng.

The ill-fated couple embraced and wept bitterly, but their conversation was quickly discovered by the guards.

Yinyin was snatched back by Chief Amon, and he was beaten up and thrown out of the Hutu tribe.

The days of wandering around were really too difficult.

Could it be that he hasn't thought about poor Yin Yin for a very, very long time now?

When even basic needs like food and clothing are a problem, romantic fantasies can't take hold anymore. After all, when you're about to die, what's the point of being in love?

Xin Wenyuan had been so busy lately that he was stunned for a moment when he received the message from his nephew, not quite understanding what it meant.

"That Xin Haoming from the first wife's side? What's wrong with that kid now?"

Xin Mochen stood beside his father and said calmly, "I regret it. I want to go home."

Upon hearing this, Xin Wenyuan clicked his tongue twice. "Where does he live now?"

“He’s not allowed to stay in the wooden shed area outside the city anymore. He’s on the blacklist and can’t get a number plate normally.”

"Oh. What happened to the Hutu tribe he used to be in?"

"I was kicked out."

Xin Wenyuan was speechless. "That kid's a blockhead too. Forget it, let's not concern ourselves with the eldest son's affairs."

After thinking for a moment, he sighed and said to his son, "Go and talk to your eldest uncle. I'm worried that the eldest son's family members aren't quite right in the head, so secretly help him out."

Old Xin knows better than anyone what kind of stubborn temper his little darling has.

Don't let her sweet and gentle demeanor fool you; she's actually a domineering, autocratic little tyrant who rules from the bottom...

If you really anger your daughter, she might actually do something like kicking the whole family out of the base.

Xin Mochen's eyes curved into a smile. "Okay."

Actually, my sister isn't as scary as my father makes her out to be.

That's his precious little sister; he knows her better than anyone.

Out of consideration for their shared surname, he gave him one last ten catties of wheat bran, enough for him to find another place to stay.

There are so many of those things everywhere, I doubt my sister would care...

Xin Mochen was right.

The next day, Xin Nian heard that her brother had given Xin Haoming ten catties of wheat bran to clear him out of the base. She just raised an eyebrow and treated it as a joke.

Regret? There's no medicine for regret in this world. Pshaw!