Chapter 4

Please collect and recommend. A new book needs everyone's care. Here's today's chapter! Seeing the blue silver grass, do you have a special feeling? Anyway, when I wrote this part, I felt very different, as if I had returned to seven years ago, when I first started writing the Douluo story. At that moment, I was moved to tears.

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All the way out of the Hongshan Academy gate, Tang Wulin was still somewhat dazed.

As a new student at Hongshan Academy this year, his soul beast awakened along with the appearance of soul power, which led to him being assigned to the soul master class. In any primary academy, the soul master class is undoubtedly the key class.

His head felt a bit swollen, and his body was warm, as if the force that seemed to want to burst him earlier had not completely dissipated. Tang Wulin always felt a bit dizzy.

"Son, you are one in ten thousand!" Tang Ziran's gentle voice woke Tang Wulin from his daze.

He looked up at his father and saw his father's gentle and indulgent eyes, "Dad, isn't blue silver grass a waste soul beast?"

Tang Ziran said seriously, "So what if it's a waste soul beast? You have to know that having soul power is already one in a thousand, and a waste soul beast having soul power is one in ten thousand. So, my son is unique. Have I told you the story of the founder of the Tang Sect, Tang San? He had the blue silver grass soul beast..."

Tang Wulin's home is in the civilian area of Aolai City. His father, Tang Ziran, is a mecha repairman, specializing in repairing simple soul-guided mecha parts, but because his skills are ordinary, he can only earn a small salary to support the family.

His mother, Lang Yue, is a housewife who raised Tang Wulin. She is good at cooking delicious meals.

The living room is about ten square meters, with a small kitchen and bathroom, and two rooms less than ten square meters. This is the entire home.

"Son, you're back! Are you hungry? Mom has prepared your meal." Lang Yue, not very beautiful but very charming, squatted down and smiled, hugging little Wulin.

"Mom, I'm not hungry, I'm a bit sleepy. I want to go to sleep first." Tang Wulin also hugged his mother's neck and quickly ran to his room.

Looking at his small back, Lang Yue looked at her husband and sighed, "This child, he has wanted to be a soul master since he was young, but how easy is it to become a soul master? We should comfort him more."

Tang Ziran walked to the small square dining table in the living room and sat down. For lunch, there was a stir-fried green vegetable, a braised pork rib, a cold dish, and a bowl of vegetable soup, three dishes and a soup, which was already quite a feast for the Tang family.

"This child has soul power, but I wish he didn't." Tang Ziran sighed.

Lang Yue sat down next to her husband in surprise, "Why? Wulin has soul power? Doesn't that mean he really has a chance to become a soul master?"

Tang Ziran smiled bitterly, "How easy is that? His soul beast is blue silver grass, and his innate soul power is level three. How easy is it to become a soul master? And with soul power, he will be assigned to the soul master class. I'm afraid he will face too much pressure."

Lang Yue was stunned for a moment but quickly understood her husband's meaning, "So Wulin..."

Tang Ziran said, "He seems to be very affected. He didn't talk much on the way back. However, our little man will encounter setbacks in his growth. Let him be for now."

Lang Yue worriedly glanced at her son's room and sighed, serving her husband a bowl of rice, "Let's eat first. We should comfort him more. Wulin has always been obedient. If it doesn't work, we'll transfer him to a regular class."

"Okay."

What Tang Ziran and Lang Yue didn't know was that Tang Wulin wasn't not eating lunch because he was affected; he was really very sleepy.

Back in his room, he had already fallen onto his bed and entered a deep sleep.

Not long after, Tang Wulin's body began to twist on the bed, his skin turning slightly red. If Tang Ziran and Lang Yue were nearby, they would have noticed that his body temperature was increasing at an alarming rate.

The red skin gradually became translucent, and the meridians under the skin were faintly visible, even the flow of blood could be seen. At this moment, his blood circulation was extremely fast, at least three times faster than normal.

On his forehead, the golden pattern that appeared in the awakening room reappeared, still forming a grid extending from his head to his feet, and then slowly extending back up.

After three times, the golden pattern quietly disappeared back into his body. Tang Wulin's bones made a slight sound, and after a moment, everything returned to calm, and his body temperature gradually returned to normal. He slept even more deeply.

In his dream, Tang Wulin found himself in a vast prairie full of blue silver grass, with a golden sky. It seemed that a huge creature was falling from the sky. He only had time to see what looked like a large golden mouth before he was swallowed into an endless golden world.

"Ah—" He cried out, suddenly sitting up, feeling sticky and uncomfortable from the sweat all over his body.

His family's modest circumstances made him more mature than other children of his age. Without disturbing his parents, he took off his clothes and ran to the bathroom to rinse off. He was surprised to find that his body, though sweaty, had a faint fragrance, but this fragrance disappeared after he showered.

"Hey, where's Linlin?" At this moment, Lang Yue's voice sounded from outside.

"Mom, I'm here, I'm taking a shower." Tang Wulin ran out of the bathroom in just a small pair of underwear.

Lang Yue scolded, "Go put on your clothes, don't catch a cold." She pinched her son's tender little face and pushed him into the room.

After closing the door, Lang Yue muttered to herself, "The little guy's skin seems even softer and more elastic. I'm jealous."

Tang Wulin changed his clothes and came out, only to realize that it was already dark outside. He had slept the entire afternoon.

Tang Ziran had taken the day off, so he was at home all day. He waved to Tang Wulin, "Come, son."

Tang Wulin sat down next to his father. Just as Tang Ziran was about to say something, he heard Tang Wulin's stomach rumble, and both he and Lang Yue laughed.

Tang Wulin smiled and said, "Mom, can I eat now? I'm so hungry."

"Eat." Lang Yue served him a bowl of rice and then glared at her husband, indicating that he should wait until after the meal.

When Tang Wulin raised his bowl for the fourth time, Tang Ziran and Lang Yue were already shocked. Even if he hadn't eaten lunch, he shouldn't eat so much!

"Mom, it's so delicious, I want more..."

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