Retirement begins with summoning Yuan Tiangang

Lin Tian was awakened by a sharp cry.

More accurately, it was the double blow of a splitting headache and the child's crying that made him struggle to regain consciousness from a state of confusion.

"Damn... I worked overtime until 3 a.m. last night, and who the hell was playing 'Where Are We Going, Dad?' downstairs so early in the morning..." He closed his eyes and habitually reached for his pillow, trying to turn off the non-existent phone alarm.

Instead of touching a cold electronic screen, my fingers touched a rough, damp, and musty hardwood board.

The crying grew louder, right next to his ear, accompanied by a small, warm body wriggling on his arm.

Lin Tian suddenly opened his eyes.

What came into view was not his ten-square-meter rented room, piled high with figurines and dirty clothes.

Instead, it was... a dilapidated temple?

Torn spiderwebs swayed in the wind on the roof beams, and several statues of gods with indistinct faces looked ferocious in the darkness. Half of the roof had collapsed, revealing the gray sky outside, and the pattering rain was the only background noise at that moment.

He was lying on a pile of things that could barely be considered hay.

In his arms, a little baby who looked no more than two years old, with a delicate and beautiful face, was crying and looking at him with big, teary eyes, her little hands tightly gripping his clothes.

"Wait... what's going on?" Lin Tian was completely dumbfounded. "Where's my takeout? Where's the braised chicken and rice I ordered?"

He remembered working late into the night revising the plan, and when he got home he was exhausted, but he managed to take a shower and order takeout.

Then...then, it seemed like while I was on the toilet, everything went black...

"Damn, no way? You can time travel just by using the toilet? Is the barrier to time travel this low this year?"

Lin Tian wanted to cry but had no tears. He tried hard to recall, but his mind was like a lump of paste, with only some fragmented memories coming to mind—a man also named Lin Tian, ​​with a two-year-old son named Lin Feng, whose wife had died early, whose mother had recently passed away, whose family had fallen on hard times, and who was preparing to return to his hometown called Hexi Town to spend the rest of his life... The last memory was that he lay down, and then there was nothing more.

"So... I not only transmigrated, but I also transmigrated with my soul? And I became a father unexpectedly?"

Lin Tian looked at the little boy named Lin Feng in his arms. When the little guy saw that he was awake, his crying subsided a bit, and he was still sobbing pitifully.

"Alright, alright, stop crying." Lin Tian sighed, struggled to sit up, and awkwardly patted the child's back.

As a lifelong single office worker, how could he possibly take care of a child? He could only rely on instinct to soothe them.

"Father... Father is here." He looked around; even bare walls couldn't adequately describe the desolation of the place.

Besides him and the child, there was only a tattered bundle in the corner, containing a few patched old clothes and a little bit of dry food.

"What a hellish start!" Lin Tian lamented.

"Other people who transmigrate become princes or geniuses, or at the very least, characters who get their engagements broken off. But me? I just landed and died... oh no, I landed and became a father, and in this godforsaken place no less."

A wave of hunger washed over them, and Lin Feng in their arms began to pout again, clearly hungry as well.

"That's it, forget about braised chicken, these days you don't even know if tree bark is poisonous."

Lin Tian felt a wave of despair. Holding the child, he gazed at the rain outside the temple, experiencing an unprecedented loneliness.

A sense of bewilderment welled up in my heart.

In this completely unfamiliar world, how is he, a powerless office worker with a child in tow, supposed to survive?

"bite--"

Just when he was in despair and even began to think about which way of dying would be less painful, a clear, heavenly voice rang in his mind.

[A strong will to survive has been detected in the host, meeting the binding conditions... The Invincible Summoning System is activating... 10%... 50%... 100%!]

[Activation successful! Welcome to the Invincible Summoning System, host Lin Tian!]

An extremely simple virtual interface, glowing with a pale blue light, appeared before his eyes.

His 3D image is displayed in the center of the interface, with a few lines of concise data next to it:

[Host: Lin Tian]

Cultivation Level: None

[Technique: None]

[Skills: None]

[Lie flat point: 0]

[Current number of summons available: 1 (given as a gift from the new player gift pack)]

[System Shop: Not yet available (Activate by consuming 100 Lying Points)]

"A...system?!"

Lin Tian almost jumped up with excitement. Sure enough, there's always a way out. The benefits for transmigrators may have been delayed, but they've finally arrived!

"System! Tell me quickly, what are you good for? Can you give me some food? Or a newbie gift pack or something?" he shouted impatiently in his mind.

This system aims to help the host achieve the ultimate dream of lying down and relaxing.

The system's voice had a touch of ethereal, electronic synthesized quality.

[The host only needs to keep their mind and body relaxed and avoid overwork to automatically accumulate 'Lying Down Points' over time. Lying Down Points can be used for purchases in the system shop or to exchange for summoning attempts.]

[Summoning Rules: You can get one basic summoning opportunity for free each month. Summoned creatures come from all over the world, with random levels (silver, gold, black gold, legendary) and random types (characters, items, cultivation techniques, rare items, etc.).]

The new player gift pack has been distributed, containing: Cultivation Infusion (Celestial Realm Level 8), and 1 Summoning Attack.

[Claim your new player gift pack now?]

"Claim it! You must claim it!"

Lin Tian's eyes were shining.

Cultivation level! Eighth level of the Celestial Realm! That sounds incredibly impressive!

One more summoning opportunity!

[Cultivation infusion begins...]

As soon as he finished speaking, an indescribable surge of immense energy, like a river bursting its banks, instantly flooded into Lin Tian's body!

He felt every inch of his bones and every meridian being brutally torn apart and reshaped by this force!

The excruciating pain nearly made him faint, but what followed was an unprecedented sense of fulfillment and power.

He could "hear" the subtle sound of raindrops falling on the ground, "see" the texture of leaves in the distance, and even feel the faint heartbeat and blood flow of Lin Feng in his arms.

My body feels light and airy, as if I could easily escape gravity with a single leap.

[Cultivation infusion complete! Current cultivation level: Eighth level of the Celestial Realm!]

The previous weakness and hunger vanished, and Lin Tian felt like he could kill a bull with a single punch! No, ten bulls!

"Awesome!!"

He couldn't help but clench his fist. Lin Feng in his arms seemed to sense his excitement, stopped sobbing, and looked at him curiously.

"Summoning is still possible! System, use a summoning opportunity!"

[Summoning begins... Summoning level is randomizing... Ding! Congratulations, host, you have obtained a legendary summon character—Yuan Tiangang (Bad Marshal)!]

[Character Introduction: From the world of "The Legend of Qin", a body that had died was reconstructed by the system and brought to this world.]

It retains all its memories and abilities and is absolutely loyal to its host.

Current cultivation level: Mid-stage Land Immortal (Suppressed by the world's rules, 95% of his power is sealed; this seal can be gradually broken as the host's strength increases or specific tasks are completed).

As soon as the system notification sounded, the void in front of Lin Tian began to distort violently, and a pitch-black spatial rift appeared out of thin air. The powerful pressure caused the surrounding air to freeze!

The dust and grass clippings inside the dilapidated temple were pushed aside by an invisible wave of air, forming a clean circle.

A tall figure wearing a bamboo hat, a black outfit, and a strange iron mask covering his face slowly stepped out from the crack.

He simply stood there, as if he were the core of the entire space, and the surrounding light seemed to collapse towards him.

A cold, deathly silence, yet imbued with supreme majesty, permeated the air, seemingly isolating even the sound of rain outside the temple.

The figure's gaze swept around before finally settling on Lin Tian, ​​who was holding the child.

He knelt on one knee, his head slightly lowered, his hoarse yet magnetic voice echoing in the dilapidated temple, carrying a hint of vicissitudes that seemed to have traversed countless ages: "Yuan Tiangang greets His Majesty."

Lin Tian: "!!!" Little Lin Feng in his arms seemed to be frightened by this aura. His little mouth twitched, but this time he didn't cry. He just buried his head in Lin Tian's arms.

Seeing this incredibly powerful figure from the anime kneeling right in front of him, Lin Tian felt his heart clench.

"Um... General, please rise, please rise!" Lin Tian said hurriedly, his voice stammering.

Making the Bad Commander kneel before me would shorten my lifespan! Yuan Tiangang stood up as instructed, his posture as upright as a pine tree. Through his mask, he calmly gazed at Lin Tian, ​​awaiting his instructions.

"Am I...reborn?" Yuan Tiangang murmured to himself, his voice soft yet carrying a detached indifference that seemed to see through the ways of the world.

"So be it, so be it. Now that this body and this soul have returned to the Lord, they are the new Heavenly Way."

Lin Tian took a deep breath, suppressing his excitement and a sense of absurdity.

He looked at Yuan Tiangang, then at the curious little Lin Feng peeking out from his arms, and a bold idea popped into his head.

"General, please don't call me 'Lord' anymore, it sounds really awkward."

Lin Tian tried to keep his tone calm, "Just call me Young Master."

"Yes, young master." Yuan Tiangang readily agreed.

"Our first task," Lin Tian pointed outside the temple.

"First, let's get some food, then find a place to settle down. Target: Hexi Town!"

With his cultivation level as a Celestial Being and the title of Bad Commander, Lin Tian felt his back and legs were no longer sore, and even the baby in his arms seemed exceptionally pleasing to the eye.

This other world doesn't seem so hard to get by after all! He carried Lin Feng, along with his newly recruited super bodyguard, and stepped out of the dilapidated temple into the unknown rain.