Retirement begins with summoning Yuan Tiangang

Lin Tian was awakened by a stream of warm water that also smelled slightly pungent.

He groggily opened his eyes and saw that little Lin Feng had climbed onto his chest at some point and was shooting "water guns" at his face, with a mischievous grin on his face.

"Damn it! Lin Wuyou! You little brat, you're rebelling!" Lin Tian sat up with a start, frantically wiping his face and neck, completely wide awake.

Worry-free is Raymond Lam's nickname.

The culprit in her arms was not afraid at all; instead, she giggled even louder and waved her little hands, as if celebrating her masterpiece.

Looking at his son's innocent yet irritating smile, Lin Tian's morning grumpiness vanished instantly, leaving him only with a wry smile.

He resignedly picked up the baby and checked him; sure enough, the diaper was already quite heavy.

"Well, the first hurdle in conquering this other world is actually my son's pee." Lin Tian complained as he skillfully changed Lin Feng's diaper, wiped his body, and dressed him in clean clothes. He had mastered this process and was now a top-notch dad.

After dealing with the flood, he cleaned himself up and then slumped back into his chair. Looking at Lin Feng, who was crawling around on the cushions exploring the world, he let out a long sigh.

"System, oh system, you're so powerful, why don't you include an automatic diaper changing function or a 24/7 infant care service?"

He mentally complained.

The system didn't respond at all; the lying-flat dots on the interface continued to jump slowly, as if mocking his wild ideas.

Lin Tian pursed his lips, accepting reality.

It seems that even the most extraordinary life has its share of dealing with bodily waste.

He picked up his son, who was now clean and smelled sweet again, and decided to go for a walk in the street to get rid of the lingering smell of urine in his heart.

As soon as I left the hospital, I saw Brother Chen walking over with a basket of vegetables still covered in dew.

"Hey kid, getting out of here?" Brother Chen said with a broad smile.

"These were just picked, they're so juicy and fresh, you and the baby should try some."

"Oh, thank you, Uncle Chen!" Lin Tian quickly accepted the gift. "How is Aunt Chen feeling?"

"I'm doing great! My complexion is even rosy after eating the dates you gave me!" Brother Chen said in a low voice, sounding mysterious.

"Jing'an's mother said she dreamed of a little white snake last night, coiled up on the edge of a well drinking water, it was so well-behaved! Everyone says dreaming of snakes is a good omen, who knows, maybe our Jing'an will have a great future!"

Lin Tian's heart skipped a beat. A little white snake? Coiled up on the edge of a well? An ancient well?

He remained expressionless, smiling as he agreed, "That's right, that's right, Jing'an is definitely a lucky child!"

But in his heart, he began to ponder: This Hexi Town is getting more and more eerie.

Even unborn children can sense that thing underground?

Carrying the child, I continued strolling. As I passed a general store, I saw the monk Ku Hui feeding a few sparrows that had landed under the eaves with a handful of millet.

The sparrows weren't afraid of people; they hopped and pecked at the grains of rice in his palm, occasionally chirping sweetly.

"Amitabha, Benefactor Lin, good morning." Ku Hui greeted him with a smile, his gaze fixed on Lin Feng with a hint of barely perceptible compassion.

"Young benefactor, your eyes are bright and your wisdom is evident."

Good morning, Master.

Lin Tian responded with a smile, but in his mind he thought of the information about the massacre of the city that the system had detected. Looking at Ku Hui's kind and benevolent appearance at this moment, he felt a strong sense of disconnect.

Is this monk using this method to repent and accumulate merit?

He didn't ask any more questions and continued walking forward with the child in his arms.

As I walked to the ancient tree in the center of town, I saw Master Lin holding a book, standing by the well, feeling the gentle breeze blowing by.

The morning light filtered through the gaps in the ancient tree branches, casting dappled shadows on his blue robe, making him appear even more refined and otherworldly.

Lin Tian didn't disturb them, but just watched from a distance.

He could sense a faint yet resilient energy flowing around Master Lin, subtly echoing the ancient well and the ancient tree.

That is righteous spirit.

"He is a true scholar."

Lin Tian made a mental assessment.

He has more respect for those who stick to their principles than those who fight for power and profit.

After strolling around the town and receiving a bunch of greetings like "Lin, you've worked hard taking care of the kid" and "Wuyou's gotten so fat," as well as "feeding" him things like a few cucumbers and two tomatoes, Lin Tian happily carried his son back home.

Back in the courtyard, he laid Lin Feng on the carpet and let him play by himself, then began preparing lunch—still steamed egg custard, with some minced meat and chopped green leafy vegetables.

Looking at the steaming egg custard in the pot, Lin Tian suddenly felt a little dazed.

He's been in this world for a while now, and he's gone from a flustered new dad to a skilled babysitter.

From knowing nothing about the world to glimpsing a shocking secret hidden beneath the tip of the iceberg.

From having only himself and his child, to having a ruthless leader and a group of secretly developing subordinates.

All of this seems to stem from that ridiculous time-traveling experience and that system that only wanted him to lie down and do nothing.

He ladled out the steamed egg custard, blew on it to cool it down, and fed it spoonful by spoonful to Lin Feng, who was eagerly waiting.

The little guy ate with gusto, smacking his lips.

Lin Tian looked at him, his heart softening.

"Don't worry," he whispered, as if speaking to his son, yet also as if speaking to himself.

"No matter how complicated this world is, how many big shots are scheming, or how many secrets are waiting to be revealed, Dad only has one thought—to raise you well, and then the two of us can continue to live this leisurely life of eating, drinking, and basking in the sun."

"As for the rest..."

He paused, a lazy yet slightly sly smile playing on his lips.

"If the sky falls, there's always someone taller to hold it up. We, father and son, will just lie down below and watch the show, and maybe... pick up some scraps along the way."

After feeding his son the last bite of egg custard, he wiped his son's mouth clean.

In my mind's system interface, the number of points I could lie flat on quietly surpassed 200.

[Lie flat point: 201]

The countdown to the monthly free summons is down to its last few days.

A new storm seems to be brewing, but Lin Tian's courtyard remains peaceful and serene.

He picked up his son, gently patted his back, and hummed an off-key lullaby.

"Sleep, sleep, my dear baby..."

Sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating the father and son, warm and peaceful.

It was as if the storms and turmoil of the outside world had nothing to do with this little world.