Sima Xin made a quick work on the rest of the thugs . Six had been killed within the span of three minutes after he had entered the alley . The last teenage thug stood at the edge of the alley, holding his sword and pointing toward Sima Xin .

  "You are the last one . Give me your life!"

  "Screw you! Who the hell do you think you are!? Immortal Zhang Tong!?"

  "Hmm?"

  Sima Xin heard an interesting information the last thug blurted out .

  ’Immortal Zhang Tong?’

  ’10/10 Chuunibyou naming sense . Does he wear an eyepatch, too?’

  ’Such flashy name . Is he an otherworlder?’

  Sima Xin dashed toward the last thug . To his surprise, the thug didn’t attack or charge at him . The last thug turned around and ran away . He jumped on top of a stall then leaped toward the roof of the nearby wooden building as if he was a cultivator in wuxia novel .

  Sima Xin was astonished . That thug was nimble! If any modern bystander could see the thug’s movement, they would think that the thug was a parkour master .

  ’That thug is not simple!’

  ’There’s also that immortal Zhang Tong . ’

  ’I want to question him . ’

  Sima Xin pursued the mysterious thug . Because Sima Xin was still a child, he couldn’t utilize his previous movement experiences to the fullest . After chasing for half an hour, he was tired . Carrying a 4kg M16A4 loaded with bullets behind his back while chasing weighted him down .

  ’Ugh, I don’t have my former stamina . ’

  ’Where the hell did he go now?’

  Sima Xin looked around him . During the chase, the thug went out of village and ran toward the nearby forest . Sima Xin was too concentrate in the chasing and didn’t notice his environment .

  ’I’ve lost him . ’

  ’I should go back . I don’t want to get ambushed here . ’

  ’But …… where am I?’

  For the entire afternoon, Sima Xin was lost in the forest . He managed to find a road back to the village before 5PM . He backtracked to the village to book a room in an inn . He wanted to sleep on a bed today .

  Arriving at the inn, he saw a group of militias dressed in yellow cloths and heard their conversation by accident .

  "Hey, I heard the other camp stops allowing the guys to leave the camp perimeters . Is that true?"

  "Yeah, I heard it from Captain Bo Cai myself . The immortal closed down the camp and had all the guys building fences or digging holes today . "

  "Is that brat really an immortal? Isn’t he just a golden-spooned young master?"

  "Go and try him if you dare . Over a dozen captains of our camp went to test him and came back as corpses . "

  "What!? How could he? They were elites from our times . Did that brat use his men and ganged up on the captains?"

  \r \r \r

  "…… No . You’ve never seen the immortal in action . He killed all of them himself . "

  "Lies! How can a brat alone kill them all!?"

  "Like I said . If you don’t believe me then go test him out yourself, at your own risk that is . "

  "……"

  Sima Xin’s ears perked up . He heard an interesting name and title in the conversation, Bo Cai and the immortal .

  It was likely that the immortal was an otherworlder . And the name "Bo Cai" also sounded familiar to him, just like Zhang Jiao .

  ’Bo Cai, it’s another familiar name . ’

  ’Is he important in the history of China? Why did I feel a sudden déjà vu?’

  ’.……Zhang Jiao and Bo Cai . ’

  ’Hmm? Yellow cloths?’

  ’Militias with yellow cloths?’

  ’Zhang Jiao …… yellow cloths militias ……’

  ’The Yellow Turbans!!’

  It was as if there had been a strand of hair blocking a mountain from his view, and the hair was now gone . With another clues, Sima Xin managed to put pieces of puzzles together and recalled his memories regarding this era .

  ’I’m stupid! This is the year before the Han Dynasty declined . It will be the Three Kingdom period next! I was born into THAT Sima clan and Sima Yi will rise within 30-40 years!’

  Sima Xin’s eyes sharpened . He also found a way to complete his current quest . The ex-bandits that the system had mentioned should be the Yellow Turbans . And the ring leaders were none other than Zhang Jiao and his brothers .

  There were all here!

  A glint of greed flashed in his eyes, Sima Xin checked the exit and the surrounding . He planned to kill all the yellow cloth militias in the inn!

  ’I’ll kill these people for the quest . Then if I can, I’ll snipe Zhang Jiao and his men . ’

  Without hesitation, Sima Xin drew his knife from his waist and mixed into the crowd in the inn . He sneaked behind one of the yellow cloth men who were enjoying themselves with food and wines and the dining table .

  Then he stabbed down his knife into the unguarded man’s neck right in front of his friends .

  "UGGHHH!!!"

  Sima Xin pulled off the knife and switched target to another yellow cloths man .

  "Audacious!!"

  "Son of a @#$%!!"

  "You seek death!!"

  The rest of the men screamed in anger . They grabbed their weapons and hacked them at Sima Xin . ……

  7 PM . The same day . Zhang Manor .

  Tong came back from his camp, feeling refreshed . He had a good work out with his men today .

  Tong taught his officers the trench tactic warfare of the 21st century . They couldn’t understand all of it yet, but they managed to grasp the general ideas and how they could create more efficient traps instead of simple pits .

  He planned to import the modern guerrilla warfare into this world and teach his men . But it would take months before he shaped up his men’s strength and stamina, then mastering these trench tactics .

  The soldiers in this era were hard to train to truly become an elite as they lacked proper training tools and equipment . Tong didn’t want them to charge into enemy ranks and die in vain, so guerrilla warfare would at least decrease the number of casualties .

  Before Tong could sit and had his dinner, a servant walked in and reported a breaking news .

  A strange teenage appeared in this village and killed several men from Zhang Liang’s camp . And Zhang Liang himself had left with his men to search for the stranger .

  "What about my father, second uncle and my fiancé?" Tong asked .

  "Report to young master, they are still inside the manor . Only the third master and his men has gone out . "

  "Do you know the name of the stranger boy?"

  "This servant is incompetent . Please punish me, young master . "

  "It’s alright . You can leave . "

  The servant left, leaving Tong alone in the dining hall . Tong grabbed and ate a few pieces of pheasant meat, then Tong ordered the maids to keep the food warm . He would come back to finish his dinner later .

  Tong picked up his gun and checked the remaining bullets . There were 41 remaining bullets . They were enough for two magazines which was more than enough for hunting one man .

  Someone had the balls to kill militias of his uncle . If it was done by any average adult or hooligan, Tong wouldn’t care about it .

  However, this case assailant was a teenage . Tong couldn’t help but felt threatened because there were high chances that the young man was an otherworlder .

  Secondly, Hua Shi’s mission made him vigilant to any unusual event . Any commotion that broke out at this time would not be overlooked .

  And lastly, the system had not yet announced that Tong had completed his mission . Which meant there were other threats or other Julu men that could abduct Hua Shi still lurked in this area, and could fail Tong’s mission .

  Tong checked his HUD radar map to find his third uncle . Zhang Liang was easy to spotted, his identity on the map had been highlighted long ago, and a green dot outside of Zhang Manor in the map was flashing .

  Tong didn’t stepped out of the manor right away . He scanned the map for any unfamiliar name or any person that was moving in irregular pattern .

  To his surprise, Tong didn’t need to search for long . There was a white dot in the forest behind the Zhang resident . His name also caught Tong’s eyes .

  ’Sima Xin? From the Sima clan?’

  ’Sima family doesn’t have someone that name in this timeline . ’

  ’Sima Fang only has eight children . And all his clansmen are in Luo Yang . ’

  ’Tch, another reincarnator?’

  ’Be it or not, he’s an enemy . ’

  ’But, why is he lurking behind my house?’

  ’Well, since you have come, you will not be leaving here alive . ’

  Tong loaded his gun and proceeded to the back of Zhang resident to get a clear view of the intruder .

  The back of the Zhang resident were empty areas and a few tombstones . It was the graveyard of Zhang family’s ancestor . Tong’s mother also rested there .

  Tong glanced at his mother’s tombstone with sadden, yet determined eyes .

  ’I’m sorry, Mom . This might get a little noisy but please bear with it for a few minutes . ’