Chapter 4

The small town where they lived was known as Wind Wolf Town. Both the demon and the fairy races were supposed to be extremely powerful, at least that was what the pig mothers implied.

And humans in this world were the lowest of slaves. These children were all raised together and then educated to serve as slaves for the nobles. In short, he was now the property of the great Wind Wolf of Wind Wolf Town, and the least valuable kind at that.

The number of humans should not be small, as could be inferred from the pig mothers' words. The only redeeming quality of humans was their reproductive ability. The reproductive ability of the demon and fairy races was relatively poor, which was the basis for the survival of humans.

The weakness of humans in this world was that they were too frail. In the eyes of the demon and fairy races, humans could not even do heavy labor. However, humans were somewhat smarter than other slave races and could perform more delicate tasks. Another reason was that for some demons and fairies, human flesh was tender and made for better food.

Slaves, food...

It seemed that things could not get any worse!

Tang San could only silently comfort himself that since things were already so bad, any good changes in the future would bring a sense of happiness.

His only concern now was where his wife would be reincarnated and whether she would also suffer like him.

It had to be said that the pig mothers' milk was much more nutritious than Tang San's biological mother's. At least he could eat his fill.

By the time he was about half a year old, Tang San felt that his physical condition was finally on par with that of normal human children in the original world.

This physical state also made him look noticeably fatter than the other emaciated children around him. At half a year old, he was just a bit fatter. This also made the pig mothers favor him more. In this world, it seemed that strength was considered beautiful.

However, at half a year old, there was no more milk to drink. Instead, a kind of porridge-like substance was thrown into a small basin for the children to eat. They had to use their hands to scoop it up. How much they ate depended on how much they could grab.

Most of the children couldn't even sit up. The pig mothers often had to patiently feed them with a spoon.

At this time, Tang San became even more favored by the pig mothers, as he could already use his small hands to scoop food from the basin.

So, naturally, he ate a bit more, and occasionally he would even be rewarded with a drink of milk.

He didn't know what he was eating, but as long as it was enough to fill his stomach, it was fine.

After eating his fill, Tang San lay in the grass nest and suddenly felt like laughing. He suddenly remembered a phrase his good friend often said in his previous life: "Even in a grass nest, there can be a golden phoenix!"

He was also growing up in a grass nest. He wondered what his companions would think if they knew.

His thoughts flashed by, and Tang San closed his eyes, quietly pulling some straw over himself for warmth. Then he silently used his mind to guide his body's bloodline.

This was not his first reincarnation. The world he was reborn into last time was called the Douluo Continent. Compared to that, this time was clearly much more miserable. But at least he now had a chance to survive. So, he had to work hard to become stronger.

The Xuantian Gong was the most basic cultivation technique he practiced in his youth. It was balanced and harmonious. There was nothing more suitable for laying the foundation than this.

In his last reincarnation, he had already cultivated the first level of Xuantian Gong by the age of six, which laid the foundation for his later achievement as a Divine King.

In this life, his understanding of Xuantian Gong was clearly much deeper than in his last reincarnation. The only problem was that this body was too frail, and he could only make progress bit by bit.

At half a year old, he couldn't really do much, and it wasn't because of reincarnation that he could cultivate as an infant. His young body's meridians were not yet fully developed, and even with Xuantian Gong, he couldn't truly circulate it. The only thing he could do was to use the method of Xuantian Gong, along with a thread of his divine consciousness, to勉强去感受空气中的天地灵气，悄无声息地吸收一些，尝试滋养自己的身体。

他最初的尝试是从几天前开始的，那时他已经半岁了，身体状况还算可以，虽然谈不上强壮，但也不再是随时都虚弱得仿佛面临生死考验的状态。

当唐三第一次尝试通过自己的一点神识去感知这个世界时，他惊奇地发现，在这个将人类视为草芥的世界中，灵气竟然浓郁得吓人。

这个风狼镇绝不是什么宝地，只是一个普通的妖族领地而已，但当他去感知这个世界时，却明显感受到这里的灵气极为浓郁、纯净。这比他第一次重生时所在的斗罗大陆还要浓郁得多。即使是后来进化后的斗罗星，他也不确定是否有这么浓郁的灵气。

其实他在尝试之前，内心是纠结而担心的，最担心的就是这是一个末法时代，没有丝毫的灵气和天地元气。所谓巧妇难为无米之炊，人类本身就是奴隶，未来的日子几乎必定是朝不保夕的，如果修炼进度再可怜地慢，面对那些强大的妖、精，岂不是随时都会被捏死？

而这浓郁的灵气让唐三也算是松了一口气，这是他来到这个世界后获得的第一个好消息。至少，有了这浓郁的灵气，一旦能够开始修炼，他自然也就修炼得容易多了。

每天吸收一点点，悄无声息地改善着自己的身体，只是改善内在，而非表面。表面上看，他也只是比一般的孩子精神一点而已，同样还是比较瘦弱的。

日子一天天过去，孩子们渐渐都会说话了。其中，大约四分之一的孩子悄无声息地死去。

这里根本没有任何医疗手段，只有吃的而已。也没有人来教导什么。说话都要自己去学。

到了一岁，勉强会走之后，他们就被送到了另一个地方，由一位严厉的猪妖管理。同样是茅草铺地，木屋勉强不冷。一个两百平米的房子里，两百个人类孩子被送到这里。而食物的量，却只够一百五十个孩子吃。

从猪妖和狼妖之间的交谈中，唐三能够听懂，能够竞争吃到东西的，身体强壮一些的人类孩子，未来当奴隶才能坚持得更久一些。那些身体差的，就没有必要浪费粮食了。

除了为这个世界的人类感到悲哀，内心中种下了一颗反抗的种子之外，只有一岁的他什么也做不了。

随着吸收灵气的滋养，唐三的身体比同龄人自然强得多。但他每天只是取用自己身体所需的食物，剩余的就留给其他人。他也只能眼睁睁地看着那些最瘦弱的孩子奄奄一息地被带走，却什么也做不了。

每当夜深人静的时候，他都会一边吸收灵气，一边默默地思索。

来到这个世界一年了，眼看着人类过着这真的是猪狗不如的生活，他的内心是焦急的，是痛苦的。他根本不敢去想，如果自己转世重生的妻子，也经历着和自己同样的生活，或许就是另一个奄奄一息被带走的孩子，那该怎么办？要知道，她是真的转世，会忘却前世一切的那种转世啊！

每当想到这里的时候，他内心中对这个世界就不禁会增添一份强烈的愤怒。为什么，在这个世界上人类是如此的弱小。小舞，你究竟在哪里啊！

他真的好想让自己快快长大，快快变强。那样的话，他就能去寻找自己的小舞了。

她一定还活着！一定会好好地活着！

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The initial attempt to feel the spiritual energy in the air and quietly absorb a bit to nourish his body began a few days ago. At half a year old, his body was in a relatively good condition, though not strong, it was no longer in a state of constant weakness and facing life-threatening situations.

When Tang San first tried to use his divine consciousness to sense the world, he was surprised to find that in this world where humans were treated like grass, the spiritual energy was shockingly abundant.

Wind Wolf Town was not a treasure land; it was just an ordinary demon territory. Yet, when he sensed the world, he clearly felt that the spiritual energy here was extremely abundant and pure. This was much more abundant than the Douluo Continent where he was reborn last time. Even the evolved Douluo Planet might not have such abundant spiritual energy.

Before he started his exploration, his heart was conflicted and worried, especially fearing that this was an era without any spiritual energy or elemental energy. Without these, it would be impossible to cultivate, and with humans being slaves, their future would be precarious. If his cultivation progress was pitifully slow, he would be easily crushed by the powerful demons and fairies.

The abundant spiritual energy gave Tang San some relief. This was the first good news he received since coming to this world. At least, with this abundant spiritual energy, once he could start cultivating, it would be much easier.

Every day, he absorbed a little bit, quietly improving his body from within, not on the surface. On the surface, he was just a bit more spirited than the other children, but still relatively thin.

As the days passed, the children gradually learned to speak. About a quarter of the children quietly died.

There were no medical facilities here; there was only food. No one taught them anything. They had to learn to speak on their own.

At one year old, when they could barely walk, they were sent to another place, managed by a strict pig demon. The floor was covered with straw, and the wooden house was barely warm. In a 200 square meter room, 200 human children were sent there. The amount of food, however, was only enough for 150 children.

From the conversations between the pig demon and the wolf demon, Tang San understood that the children who could compete for food and were physically stronger would last longer as slaves. Those who were weaker were not worth wasting food on.

Besides feeling sorrow for the humans in this world and planting a seed of resistance in his heart, there was nothing he could do at one year old.

With the nourishment from the spiritual energy, Tang San's body was naturally much stronger than that of his peers. However, he only took the food his body needed and left the rest for others. He could only watch helplessly as the weakest children were taken away, barely alive, and do nothing.

Every night, he would absorb spiritual energy and quietly ponder.

After a year in this world, seeing the miserable lives of humans, his heart was anxious and pained. He dared not think about what would happen if his reincarnated wife was also living a similar life, perhaps one of the children taken away, barely alive. After all, she was truly reincarnated and would forget everything from her past life.

Whenever he thought about this, his anger towards this world grew stronger. Why were humans so weak in this world? Xiao Wu, where are you?

He really wanted to grow up quickly and become strong. Then he could go find his Xiao Wu.

She must still be alive! She must be living well!

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