Chapter 676 Familiar Places and People, Mom, I Want to Go Home (1/2)

Chapter 676 Familiar Places and People, Mom, I Want to Go Home

Lisanna put a cloak on her son and kissed him on the cheek.

Aaron smiled softly, gave his parents a big hug, and then walked to Clea and the other two, "I..."

"Don't say it, we all understand." Hermione gave him a reassuring smile, "This is your career, we will only support it."

"But remember what we said before, kid... try to restrain yourself!"

"Got it." Aaron smiled, "When I come back, I will give you an unforgettable wedding."

After that, he cut a small cut on his left hand, and a drop of blood flew out and was absorbed by the giant tree.

In an instant, the giant tree began to shake, and the entire starry sky turned red, and then a dark red wooden door appeared in front of Aaron.

"This atmosphere..." Aaron swallowed his saliva, "Why do I feel a little depressed!"

"This symbolizes a higher level of difficulty." Vico explained, "The place you are going to this time is not as simple as the previous two times."

Aaron nodded thoughtfully, and then looked at the line of small words on the frame of the wooden door, "Born to shine.

This is also a burden for those who don't want to shine."

At this time, the portal suddenly shook, and two balls of light flew out of it and merged into the family emblem on Aaron's left arm.

"What's going on?" Aaron asked puzzled.

"Two people." Vico explained with a wry smile, "Before you, two ancestors of the Gaius family went to this world. These two balls of light are their warnings to you.

Maybe just a few words, or it may be a task entrusted to you, the descendant, to complete. Anyway, you will understand after you go there."

"Why do I suddenly feel that I am going to a dangerous place?"

"Maybe it is?" Vico said seriously, "I can't give you any advice, but you must remember not to act unsociable."

"Be low-key in life and even more low-key in work." Aaron said depressedly, "I feel that this ancestral precept is set for me alone."

"This is set for every Gaius like you."

"But now I am the only one who feels the deepest." Aaron shrugged, opened the bottle of Felicity, swallowed it in one gulp, then put Abe and Fox into the backpack and walked towards the portal.

"The first time I free fell from a high altitude and fell into a pool. The second time I free fell from a high altitude and fell into the sea. I hope these three times will be safer, at least I won't free fall again."

......

"I knew it would be like this." Aaron looked at the white clouds around him and showed a bitterness.

Sure enough, it was free fall again.

But with the experience of the first two times, he didn't panic this time, nor did he shout, and even adjusted his falling posture gracefully in mid-air.

This time he landed on a sand dune, without any water source, so he didn't have to prepare to swim.

Bang!

Aaron landed steadily on the sand dune with his strong physical fitness, splashing a piece of yellow sand.

Looking at the endless desert, he couldn't help but wonder again whether Genes gave him a fake Fuling potion. What kind of barren land is this?

"System, sign in."

"Host signs in in Afghanistan, gets 1 magic point."

"Hmm? Oh my goodness!"

Aaron's pupils widened slightly. The place name sounded quite friendly, at least proving that he was on Earth now.

This was good news, meaning that he would not have to deal with any mythical creatures next.

At this time, two balls of light from the family seal flew out, turning into two pieces of parchment floating in front of him.

There were three lines of words on the first piece of parchment:

Don't deal with the elderly, it's easy to suffer.

Don't be curious about mysterious things, that's the beginning of trouble.

When necessary, it's also a good move to take the initiative to join the game.

"Inexplicable." Aaron rolled his eyes speechlessly, and it was the same as saying nothing.

There were also a few words on the second piece of parchment, but it was more valuable than the first one.

First of all, I warn the later ones with my own experience that the words of the last ancestor are absolutely golden advice.

Secondly, try not to let people know that you are a magician, otherwise you will bear the consequences.

Finally, live your life according to your own ideas. If you don't want to care about something, don't worry about it. No one can force you.

Watching the two pieces of parchment turn into light spots and dissipate, Aaron was thoughtful.

It seems that the planet under his feet is not as peaceful as he imagined. The most urgent thing is to figure out what kind of era this is.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Fierce gunshots and explosions came from not far away.

Aaron turned his head subconsciously and saw a huge flame rising in the mountains. In the rising flames, a white UFO dragged a long air wave and drew a parabola in the sky.

"Okay! It seems that this world has left the era of cold weapons. Judging from the gunshots, the level of technology should be similar to that of the world I live in.

No, it may be higher, but it should not pose a threat to me."

Aaron thought secretly, and then walked towards the place where the UFO fell.

He was not far from the UFO. He reached his destination after just crossing two sand dunes.

In the center of a pile of broken steel fragments, a man covered in wounds was lying in the yellow sand, gasping for breath, with a steel helmet full of bullet holes on his head.

"Good guy, really good guy." Aaron asked with interest, "How did you survive?"

"Can you dig me out of the sand first?" The man said weakly.

"You have to tell me who you are first?" Aaron said half-jokingly, "If I save a terrorist, it will be my sin."

Hearing this, the man raised his blood-stained arm, took off his silver helmet, and asked in a slightly proud tone: "How is it? Did you recognize me?"

Aaron:......

This is really a good talk.

Who are you? I have to know you?

Even if you are a world-class star, I, a visitor from another world, don't know you!

But to be honest, this face does look a little familiar.

"I seem to have seen him somewhere."

"I'll give you a boost, magazine cover, the most talented scientist, billionaire, playboy..."

"Name."

"Stark, Tony Stark."

"Huh?"

Aaron was stunned for a moment, scanned his chest inconspicuously, found a circle of blue light, and then stood up silently and looked at the blue sky and white clouds in the distance.

He seemed to understand which world he was in. He didn't know much about this world, but he only knew that there would be a large-scale invasion of aliens in the future, and it would be very uneasy.

In the first two worlds, he dealt with mythical creatures at most, but in this world, he might have to deal with myths directly. There are gods in this world, and not just one or two.

The strength of the high-level grand mage may not be bad, but it depends on who he is compared with. In front of those gods who have the ability to destroy planets, he is just a scum.

I thought I had made it through, but I didn't expect that I had just taken the first step at the starting line.

Mom, I want to go home, I miss you.

Tips: If you find that clicking the next page will force you to jump to other websites, please use the "Chapter Report Error" or "Contact Us" at the bottom to inform us. We will handle it as soon as possible. Thank you for your understanding! Wait, maybe we don't have to be so pessimistic. Maybe the situation in this world is not that complicated! "What are you thinking about?" "I'm thinking..." Aaron raised a curve at the corner of his mouth, "What benefits can I get from saving you?" "What do you want?" "A legal identity." Aaron said without thinking. "Identity?" Stark was stunned for a moment, and then he looked at the boy in front of him seriously. He was very young and good-looking, and his face was almost the same as Tony Stark. His clothes were also very neat, and he was carrying a simple backpack. If you didn't know, you would think he was here for tourism. But this is Afghanistan. A young man dared to run to this place with a bag. It's not normal no matter how you think about it! "Who are you?" Stark asked vigilantly. "A homeless traveler."

"Don't be so serious. I'm asking your name, age and identity."

"Aaron Gaius, just turned 18 this year. As for identity... a homeless traveler."

Tony Stark:......

"Okay! I promise you a legal identity.

So, can you dig me out?"

"Sure." Aaron nodded, dug up the sand under Stark, and quickly freed most of his body.

Stark staggered to his feet, then stretched out his right hand to Aaron, "Give me the phone, I'll make a call, someone will come to rescue us."

"No."

"What?"

"What about transportation? Cars, helicopters, etc."

"No."

"You dare to come to this place without any preparation?" Stark said speechlessly, "Should I praise you for your skill and courage, or scold you for not knowing how to live or die?"

"Just think of me as not knowing how to live or die!" Aaron laughed self-deprecatingly, "It's not up to me to come to this world."

"Pretending to be deep again." Stark rolled his eyes, "What do you have?"

Aaron put down his backpack, and Abe and Fox were pushed back by him just as they were about to show their heads.

He slowly took out a bottle of water, a sandwich, and a can of beef from his bag.

"These are all I have, and they shouldn't be in your eyes."

Stark swallowed his saliva and drooled like crazy.

The three months he was kidnapped by terrorists were extremely miserable, and he didn't even have enough food.

"These... are fine." Stark muttered, and couldn't help but reach out for the sandwich.

"Wait, this is my rations, you..."

"I'll pay." Stark said very directly, "Ten thousand dollars, someone will pay you after I'm rescued."

"Generous." Aaron gave a thumbs up and then made a gesture of invitation.

Stark couldn't resist his desire for food, grabbed the sandwich and canned beef and ate them heartily, without any rich boy's eating manners.

A few minutes later, Stark burped and washed the blood on his face with the remaining half bottle of water.

"It feels good to be alive."

"Then cherish this feeling! The food and water I brought are only enough for us to consume for two days.

So, we have to find someone who can save you within two days."

"Go to a more open place, so that the helicopter can find me more easily."

"Okay."

The two walked towards a sand dune one after the other. Stark looked at Aaron, who was carrying a backpack but walking with great determination, and couldn't help but feel a little curious.

"Are you really just a traveler?"

"Yes."

"I hope you can be honest, boy.

If you were somewhere else, I might believe it, but this place is not ordinary chaos, and no one will believe hiking or something like that."

Aaron shrugged, then reached into the bag and took out an exquisite black revolver.

"My shooting skills are pretty good, and my boxing skills are just OK. I can beat ten people without any problem."

"Well... this is a little convincing." Stark said indifferently, "But you are only eighteen years old, isn't this a bit exaggerated?"

"My life is full of legends." Aaron said half-truthfully, "My parents left me when I was eight years old. When I was thirteen, I formed an expedition team with a kind-looking old man and went on an adventure for two years.

When I was fifteen, I was left on a deserted island. It happened that the local natives and foreign invaders were fighting for survival. I finally escaped.

This year I am eighteen years old. After adulthood, I yearned for a stable life, but I happened to save a billionaire like you. This is fate!"

Stark's face twitched. Doesn't this kid make up lies without drafting?

I guess none of these words are true. If he believes them, he must be crazy.

Aaron wrote a big "Stark" logo on the sand dune, then took out a revolver and fired into the air.

Bang!

With a bang, the golden bullet shot straight into the sky, and the sound was heard far away.

"What kind of gun is that?" Stark asked in surprise, "I didn't know a revolver had such a range."

"It's a privately modified revolver. It's normal that you haven't seen it before." Aaron said perfunctorily, "There are five bullets left. Fire one every half an hour. This is the best way I can think of to communicate.

Of course, at night, you can also try to make a fire or something."

"Just don't attract those terrorists to me."

"No, my luck has always been good.

As for you, I think it won't be bad either. After all, if you survive a disaster, you will have good luck in the future!"

"Good words for you."

Bang!

Another golden bullet shot straight into the sky.

Not long after the second gunshot, there was a rumbling sound from the horizon.

Two armed helicopters flew over, and Stark shouted excitedly on the ground and waved at the helicopters.

Lieutenant Colonel Rod ran over with several fully armed soldiers, "Where is your Happy Hummer?" Stark smiled awkwardly, not knowing what to say. Rod patted his shoulder, "Don't leave me next time, okay?" "That..." Aaron raised his hand weakly, "I'm very sorry to interrupt you reminiscing, but can you ask them to move their guns away? Five people can't all point guns at me!" "Who is he?" Rod asked. "Let your people put down their guns!" Stark smiled, "If it weren't for him, you probably wouldn't have found me so easily."