I Can See Your Combat Power-Chapter 1707 - 146: Different Story (1)

My name is Tang Luo, and I am an unlucky transmigrator...

After being killed by a meteor, I transmigrated into a venerable family in Xiehe of Longzhou. I’m not sure how long I spent in a muddled confusion before I was born into this world crying, with a new name, a new family... new parents.

After months of careful observation, Tang Luo was certain that this was a world with a very skewed technology tree.

All the clothing was handwoven. The garments worn by the servants were mostly made of hemp, while relatives who visited, as well as my father and mother, were clad in cotton and silk, soft and exquisite in make. The craftsmanship was so delicate and opulent, it even surpassed the formal wear and wedding dresses of my former world.

Then there was the food. Although in these months I have only been drinking breast milk, my mother Xu Shuhui’s daily meals were perfectly attended to by the servants.

This provided me with a lot of information. For instance, those beautifully made dishes with complete flavors and aromas, and the inexplicably drool-inducing meat, even the simple fish soup emitted a strangely unfamiliar scent.

I am sure that this is not the food I have seen or smelled in my previous life, and as for a woman, the amount of food mother Xu Shuhui consumes is rather grand.

Four or five plates full of grains and meat, plus a big bowl brimming with thick, cream-colored fish maw soup; such an appetite is more voracious than some competitive eaters.

Regarding the architectural style, it’s apparent that the family I became part of holds prestige, celebrating the hundred days feast with seats filled with esteemed guests, all dressed extremely luxuriously, which says a lot.

Yet for such a wealthy clan, the main materials for the house are still wood and tiles. Although integrating with nature is a great selling point, it doesn’t reflect backwardness in terms of building materials.

As for transport, I guess it’s still primarily animal-powered, otherwise, I can’t explain the animal roars I heard.

In summary, is this a world where handicrafts are highly developed, but the level of civilization is probably before the first Industrial Revolution? A feudal dynasty from some prehistoric civilization?

Confused by these thoughts, Tang Luo fell into a deep sleep. Thinking was incredibly energy-consuming for his current body, making him exceptionally sleepy.

When he woke up again, the person holding him changed from his mother to his father Tang Sen, a big, goofy man who can’t fart even with a stick, but only knows how to grin foolishly.

Every time I see him earnestly calling "Dad, Dad, Dad" to a three- or four-month-old baby and expecting a response, all I hope is that this guy can last a long time and not be swindled out of all our family property before I grow up.

I certainly don’t want to start exploring and running a business in such a clueless world. Compared to those who consider themselves protagonists immediately after transmigrating and are certain that they can make a huge impact, Tang Luo is filled with fear towards this unfamiliar world.

In my previous life, I was a liberal arts student who couldn’t tell the five grains apart and was lazy in every aspect, a dud who lost money trying to earn a bit through a street stall during the summer break. Could I suddenly become a genius with a bolt from the blue after transmigrating?

Have you ever heard the saying ’wolves roam the world to eat meat, dogs roam the world to eat shit’? Even if you put a dog’s soul into the body of a wolf, what you get in the end is nothing but a Husky.

So father, you must hang in there at least until your son grows up, please!

Tang Luo stretched out his little hands trying to pat Tang Sen’s shoulder, but visually, it looked more like he wanted to be hugged.

Tang Sen was overjoyed. While bringing his face close to his son’s, he turned his mouth awry and joyously said to his wife Xu Shuhui, "Look... my lady... quickly look!"

Interacting resignedly with Tang Sen’s silly face, Tang Luo had less confidence than before that our family’s estate could survive until adulthood...

From what I saw at the hundred days feast, those relatives of ours seemed not a few among them were sly and calculating.

A four-month-old child, filled with worries, once again fell asleep with a sense of exhaustion...

Fortunately, the worst-case scenario did not occur. A gluttonous female host and a simple and honest big man as the male host not only did not spoil their lives but made them more and more prosperous.

In just half a year, the family estate was renovated and expanded twice, and the number of servants nearly doubled.

Could it be that father Tang Sen is a business genius pretending to be a fool?

That shouldn’t be the case... If he really was a capable businessman, would he still be so afraid of his wife in this feudal era?

After a year of being immersed in his environment, the one-year-old baby cradled in Xu Shuhui’s arms has come to understand most of the conversations, so he knows exactly how infatuated his simple big-man father is with his mother, obediently following her every command, with no limits whatsoever.

Even the most absurd and ridiculous requests get fulfilled, which makes him a standard wife-doting fanatic.

To see such a love in this era, this man indeed mysteriously commands respect!

To outsiders, the child’s contemplations might seem like spacing out, but for Xu Shuhui, who paid extra attention to Tang Luo, this was evidence of her son striving to see the sky through the rockery.

Although she didn’t know why, ever since Xu Shuhui noticed that her son particularly wanted to see the sky, she would take him to the courtyard to watch the stars and the moon every night.

Whenever at home, father Tang Sen would accompany them, and if he wasn’t accompanying, that meant he wasn’t at home.

At such times, mother Xu Shuhui would nag at father Tang Sen, complaining that since she had Tang Luo, it had been a long time since she’d been out shopping, sometimes feeling as if the people of Xiling City had already forgotten about her and so on.

At these times, father would say to just leave Tang Luo with Housekeeper Uncle Fu, and then allow the lady to go out for a good shopping spree.

Of course, such a response would not get full marks, as the woman who had just been complaining about being deprived of time to shop by her son would transform into a protective mother, loudly berating her husband for being heartless.

It was just a moment ago that she was complaining, and now she suddenly switched to caring deeply for her son, such an unreasonable woman!

Don’t you feel indignant about this? How can he maintain the dignity of a husband, not even able to reason!?

Transformed into a righteous little angel, the baby boy looked at his father’s face, full of apologetic smiles and without any bottom line, feeling contemptuous and so disappointed that his facial features all scrunched together.

This distressed expression, however, presented a different scene in the woman’s eyes.

"My son looks so upset, it must be that the rockery is too high and obstructing, he can’t see the moon!"

Convinced that her child was upset because his view was obstructed by the rockery higher than the roof, she naturally ordered her husband, "Hurry, go deal with it right now."

See, she was truly an unreasonable woman, to come up with such a nonsensical demand in the middle of the night.

Just as Tang Luo was silently criticizing Xu Shuhui, Tang Sen, upon hearing the ridiculous request, actually sprinted toward the rockery.

Clench a fist, palm slap, gentle tap, and in the blink of an eye, the mountain mass, larger than the house, crumbled into sand, revealing the obscured half of the night sky.

What the hell... is this?

Watching the fine sand, controlled by demonic power, sinking into the ground, Tang Luo’s tiny mouth hung wide open, his pupils shaking fiercely!