I awakened to be a menace at the start of the game, and my parents sent me to the cherry blossom vie

Chapter 158 Lao Tzu's Auspicious Beast Qilin

"What the hell is this crippled leg?!"

Hearing Lin Fan's words, Lin Jianguo couldn't help but roll his eyes:

"That's the leg that was cut off by that birdman when I was in my full beast form!"

"Complete beast transformation?"

Lin Fan immediately grasped the key information in the old man's words.

He looked Lin Jianguo up and down with a strange expression:

"Old Lin, tell me honestly, what exactly are you...?"

As soon as the words left his mouth, Lin Fan realized he had offended them and quickly corrected himself:

"No, I mean, what exactly is your talent?"

"Actually, no, what I mean is..."

"Alright, alright! Just shut up!"

Lin Jianguo interrupted impatiently.

"You just want to know what my special talent or ability is, right? Why beat around the bush?"

"Yes, yes, yes, that's exactly what I was thinking!" Lin Fan nodded vigorously.

Lin Jianguo cleared his throat and straightened his back:

"It's not that I can't tell you, it's just that I'm afraid it'll scare you. Let me tell you, my ability is unique in the whole world..."

Lin Fan said expressionlessly, "You're so slow! Are you going to tell me or not? If you don't, I'm not listening!"

Interrupted from his pre-arranged show of bravado, Lin Jianguo was immediately rendered speechless and gave Lin Fan a disgruntled glare.

"My talent is the unique auspicious beast, the Qilin."

Lin Fan was stunned.

Qilin?

He had imagined countless possibilities.

Mutant giant lizards, fire-breathing dinosaurs, or some ancient ferocious beast.

But to his utter surprise, it was this thing.

"No, Lao Lin, are you kidding me?"

Lin Fan's eyes widened.

"A Qilin? Isn't that something from mythology used to fool children? How could anyone in this world awaken something so illogical!"

"unreasonable?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Jianguo was so angry that he laughed instead.

"You dare say my argument is unreasonable? Look at yourself, what kind of piece of trash are you!"

Lin Fan blinked: "What's wrong with me? I'm perfectly normal."

"You're normal? You're normal my ass!"

Lin Jianguo directly used foul language.

"Who could cause a regional disaster by the death of a good person?"

And it even has the special ability to revive on the spot!

"Your death will bring misfortune wherever you go, and that's what you call reasonable?"

"I call this tactical death."

Lin Fan argued his case based on reason.

"Besides, my resurrection came at a price; I couldn't block out the pain at all, it was excruciating!"

"Stop talking nonsense! You little brat, you're a walking natural disaster!"

"You're an ancient, auspicious beast!"

For a moment, a traditional scene of fatherly love and son's filial piety unfolded inside the pickup truck.

Li Xiulan sat in the back row and rubbed her temples.

"Alright."

A cool, clear voice rang out in the carriage; it wasn't loud, but it had absolute dominance.

The father and son who were fiercely fighting in the front row immediately shut up.

Lin Jianguo gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands, staring straight ahead, adopting a serious driving posture.

Lin Fan shrank back into the passenger seat and obediently shut his mouth.

After a moment of silence, Lin Fan couldn't help but turn his head again.

He stared at Lin Jianguo's profile and asked the question that had been bothering him:

"Old Lin, you just said your leg was cut off by a birdman? What's that all about?"

Upon hearing this question, Lin Jianguo's expression instantly changed.

He did not answer immediately.

The atmosphere in the carriage became heavy.

The silence lasted for a long time. Lin Jianguo sighed and subconsciously reached into his pocket.

Lin Fan, with keen insight, took out a cigarette and a lighter from his person, offered one to the other person's mouth, and then leaned over to light it.

After the cigarette was lit, Lin Jianguo took a deep breath, exhaled a puff of smoke, and then slowly spoke.

"then."

"After I awakened my talent, I was young and arrogant, and I thought I was invincible."

Lin Fan pouted and muttered under his breath, "Pretty much the same as me now."

Lin Jianguo ignored him and continued:

"Like you, I also came to the United States to wreak havoc. I caused quite a stir back then, and I raided several of their secret bases."

"And then?" Lin Fan perked up.

"Then, the top brass of the United States called in the Vatican."

He exhaled a smoke ring.

"The Vatican was even more arrogant back then than it is now. They had a very long reach, and the US government was completely under their control."

He flicked off his cigarette ash:

"The Vatican sent the Inquisition to arrest me. I didn't tolerate them; I killed them one by one, and two by two."

Lin Fan gave a thumbs up: "Well done!"

"Beautiful what!"

Lin Jianguo glared at him.

"Kill the young one, and the old one comes. The Vatican saw that ordinary people couldn't subdue me, so they resorted to special methods."

"What methods?"

"They sent down a birdman."

Lin Jianguo's tone turned cold.

Lin Fan was taken aback: "Birdmen? There are such things in this world?"

"have."

Lin Jianguo nodded.

"Six wings. Golden and gleaming, looking holy, but they're ruthless compared to anyone else. They call those things six-winged seraphim."

Lin Fan gasped.

Good guy.

It's a six-winged seraph?

The Vatican can even shake this thing down?

"You can't beat him?" Lin Fan asked.

"fart!"

Lin Jianguo slammed his hand on the steering wheel.

"That's my fully transformed beast form! A Qilin that treads the heavens, how could I tolerate that bird's arrogance?"

"And your leg..."

Lin Jianguo's face darkened:

"That bastard has no sense of martial ethics."

He gathered dozens of clergy, absorbed their souls, and dragged me down with him to our deaths.

I fought with all my might to save my life, but he severed one of my legs forever with his holy sword, leaving it behind in the United States.

The carriage fell silent again.

Lin Fan looked at his father.

He could imagine how brutal the battle must have been back then.

Qilin versus Seraphim.

They broke his leg.

"And then?" Lin Fan pressed.

"Later, I returned to China with serious injuries."

Lin Jianguo stubbed out his cigarette.

"The Vatican was severely weakened, but they refused to give up and forced China to hand over its people."

In order to avoid implicating others, I had to sign an agreement with the Vatican.

Lin Fan frowned slightly: "What agreement?"

"I will never step out of China again." Lin Jianguo said calmly. "As long as I leave the country, the Vatican will have a reason to wage a full-scale war."

Lin Fan opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.

So that's how glorious the old man was back in the day!

Suddenly, he subconsciously glanced at his mother in the rearview mirror, her eyes closed.

I wonder what kind of story my mom has to tell!

However, he quickly brought his thoughts back and looked at the old man again.

"Old Lin,"

"Didn't the Vatican take your leg?"

"no."

Lin Jianguo shook his head.

"The body of the Qilin is impervious to water and fire, and even holy light cannot purify it."

The Vatican originally intended to sacrifice my leg, but they couldn't get their hands on it, so they eventually handed it over to the high-ranking officials of the United States. After several transfers, somehow it ended up in Umbrella's possession...

"From its very inception, Umbrella's purpose was to create a god."

Just then, Li Xiulan, sitting in the back seat, spoke up at the opportune moment, without opening her eyes, and added,

"They tried to extract genes from your father's severed leg to create a god, but in the end, they could only create bioweapons..."