Heroic Patriarch

The weather has been good these days. Qin Hao has just returned to his city from his teacher. He is walking on the path home alone. A slight wind blows across his face, and the leaves on the trees on both sides sway gently and make a rustling sound. Qin Hao closed his eyes slightly to enjoy the hard-earned tranquility, when the harsh whistle of a fire truck suddenly came from the distance. Qin Hao slowly opened his eyes and sighed, "It's time to get busy again." As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Hao left an afterimage and ran straight to the burning building in the distance. Amidst the exclamations of the onlookers, a fiery red afterimage rushed into the burning building... Do the poor rely on mutation? Do rich people rely on technology? Sorry, here you can be whatever type of hero you want to be. Because I am the ancestor of all heroes. New report, please take care of me. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.