Chapter 1: Reborn in Douluo, Little Fangirl Hu Li'na

"Even if I, Zhao An, die, I must say it from my coffin!"

"Boruto is not Naruto! Boruto is non-flammable!"

In the dim, cramped rental apartment, Zhao An lay on a single bed, his fingers flying over the keyboard of his laptop, engaging in online debates on the Naruto forum.

The rules of online debates were clear: if you win, your parents are alive; if you lose, you sacrifice your family lineage to the gods.

Unfortunately, Zhao An had no parents, so even winning felt somewhat hollow.

Zhao An was an orphan. Thanks to the comprehensive social welfare system, he grew up healthy in this peaceful country.

After graduating from university, Zhao An chose to coast through work, opting for a laid-back lifestyle and refusing to engage in the rat race, making even the people's entrepreneurs tremble in fear.

Life is already hard enough; why live for others?

"Phew! This generation of brain-dead fans is no good!"

"I should head over to the 'White-Eyed Wolves and Love-Brain Continent' forum to continue the battle!"

Online debates were one of Zhao An's few sources of joy. He loved seeing brain-dead fans unable to hit or insult him.

Zhao An skillfully switched windows, picked up his iced tea, and drank it heartily, exuding the boldness of a seasoned netizen.

Seeing the beautifully modeled female characters on the 'White-Eyed Wolves and Love-Brain Continent' forum, Zhao An pursed his lips, the dormant power within him stirring, ready to explore a mysterious website.

"Not bad-looking, but unfortunately, her brain doesn't work."

"I, Zhao An, will always love the two-dimensional world! Three-dimensional women, get lost!"

Zhao An was clear-headed, knowing his own worth, and never put his mind on romance.

"Ah, it seems this life is going to be like this."

"At least I, Zhao An, have a high moral底线, and I haven't caused any trouble for the country or society. That's enough!"

Suddenly! The lights in the rental apartment flickered, and black smoke rose from the second-hand laptop.

On the screen, the Naruto forum's 'Tobi' laughed maniacally, while the Douluo forum's 'Miss Angel' shone with a golden light.

In an instant, sparks flew, and the old second-hand laptop exploded!

Zhao An's consciousness plunged into darkness, and in his last moments, he sighed in relief: "If it's going to explode, then my 1TB of girls is gone too!"

"Old Ma, Old Ma! The 1000 yuan I owe you on Borrowing Ant will have to be paid in the next life!"

Unafraid of death, he resolved to leave a clear conscience in this world!

It is well known that the premise of reincarnation often requires sacrificing one's parents to the gods, thus gaining boundless power.

Zhao An, who could feed himself and keep his family from hunger, couldn't do this, so he could only sacrifice himself.

...

Douluo Continent · Wuhan City.

For years, the Wuhan Temple has been taking in orphans, helping commoners awaken their soul powers for free, and providing soul master subsidies, making it the continent's top power.

The Wuhan Temple has the most soul masters on the continent, with the legacy of the Angel God and the number of Sealed Douluo experts far exceeding the combined total of other families.

The Star Luo Empire, the Tian Dou Empire, and the 'Upper Three Sects' of the old nobility are increasingly wary of the Wuhan Temple's growing power.

The noble class not only fears the Wuhan Temple's formidable military strength but also deeply detests its philosophy, making their conflict irreconcilable, as they are not on the same path!

Martial arts disrupt order, and Confucianism disrupts law.

In a world of extraordinary power, those who possess great strength are often the most hated unstable factors by the ruling class.

When commoners awaken their soul powers, the geniuses among them become soul masters.

When everyone becomes strong, who would be willing to serve the noble class as cattle and horses?

The Wuhan Temple's actions undoubtedly shake the fundamental interests of the noble class, and a battle between the two sides is inevitable in the future.

A real battle, using blood and fire to prove who is right and who is wrong, and to determine the future of the continent!

However, these grand principles have little to do with Zhao An, after all, he is just a six-year-old child now.

...

Wuhan Temple Orphanage.

As the sun rose, the eastern sky glowed with golden light, driving away the darkness, and a new day began.

"Hmm, every day is a day full of '70,000'!"

A pale, somewhat weak-looking handsome little boy sat on a chair in the orphanage's small square, but unfortunately, no one in this world understood his reference.

Zhao An, bored, flipped through the book "The Ten Core Competencies of Soul Powers," written by the infamous 'Source of All Evil,' 'Cause of All Fruits,' and 'Plagiarism Master' Yu Xiaogang.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, the master is indeed the master. There's not a single original idea in the entire book. Doesn't he feel ashamed?"

Zhao An had no fondness for the plagiarism expert Yu Xiaogang, who was truly the thickest-skinned person in Douluo Continent.

Relying on his status as the Holy Maiden of the Wuhan Temple, Yu Xiaogang infiltrated the Wuhan Temple library a few years ago, copied all the treasures, and published a hodgepodge.

If it weren't for his father being a Sealed Douluo and his sycophantic role as the Wuhan Temple's Holy Maiden, this guy would have been dead a hundred times over.

However, Zhao An, being just a child in the orphanage, had limited access to information, and this book was somewhat useful.

The knowledge blockade in this deformed feudal society was truly ridiculous. Apart from genetic mutations, commoners had no way to rise in status.

After arriving in this world, Zhao An was quite confused. According to the orphanage director, he was found as an infant by a Wuhan Temple official on a mission six years ago.

Since the official couldn't find Zhao An's parents, he brought him back to Wuhan City and placed him in the orphanage.

Six years passed in a flash, and the mature-minded Zhao An easily became the new child king by coming up with a few ideas.

Unfortunately, due to the unknown factors of reincarnation, Zhao An's body was weaker than that of his peers.

Perhaps due to the叠加 of two souls or some other reason, Zhao An's soul power was much stronger than that of his peers.

Early physical training was not an option, and Zhao An did not have the innate cultivation techniques of the pure and virtuous Tang San. He could only read more books to broaden his horizons.

He had read "Douluo Continent" in his previous life during junior high school and found it quite engaging at the time.

After so many years, he had forgotten most of the details, remembering only the general plot.

Since he was here, he might as well try. Although "Douluo Continent" is widely regarded by readers as the 'sewer of the fantasy genre,' this world offers the opportunity for immortality!

Zhao An had to give it a shot! Even if he failed, he would only be destroyed along with the Wuhan Temple in twenty years.

He, Zhao An, had no ties and nothing to lose. Giving it a shot would not be a waste of the opportunity to reincarnate.

...

"Big Brother Zhao An! Why are you up so early? Are you excited about today's soul power awakening?"

A fragrant breeze blew, and a little girl in rough linen clothes with pinkish-golden short hair and bright, white teeth approached Zhao An.

Not far behind her were two boys of about the same age, one named 'Yan' and the other 'Xie Yue.'

Through the identities of these three and the recent death of the Pope 'Qian Xunji' and the ascension of the new Pope 'Bibidong,' Zhao An confirmed the time period he was in.

Love-brain Hu Li'na, sycophant Yan, and brother-in-law Xie Yue—this was the Wuhan Temple's golden generation.

Due to his mature and steady personality, Hu Li'na, the love-brain little fox, was naturally attracted to him.

Zhao An closed the book, stood up from the chair, and held Hu Li'na's small hand, enjoying her shy and happy expression.

"Na Na, when you become strong, don't forget me!"

"As the saying goes, 'When dogs become rich, they bark at each other.' I, Zhao An, will rely on you for the rest of my life!"

Hu Li'na's big, watery eyes blinked, and she patted her unremarkable chest, making a solemn promise.

"Big Brother Zhao An is saying strange things again, but don't worry!"

"Besides, Big Brother Zhao An is so smart; he will definitely awaken an incredibly powerful soul power!"

Zhao An felt a sense of satisfaction and patted Hu Li'na's little head, saying nothing more.

Although Hu Li'na was love-brained, her talent was extraordinary, with a 9th-level soul power at birth, and she would soon be taken as a disciple by the crazy Bibidong.

In contrast, he, Zhao An, had no system to help him as a reincarnated person. Who knew what he would awaken? If he couldn't adapt to the environment and awakened nothing, that would be a big problem.

Not far away, the sycophant Yan, seeing Zhao An and Hu Li'na's intimate interaction, was envious to the point of distortion.

"Kid! Where do you think your hand is? Do you want me to beat you up?"

Zhao An disdainfully pursed his lips, too lazy to argue with a little brat.

However, Zhao An was also someone who would not let an insult go unpunished. He had to find a way to retaliate.

The most effective way to deal with a sycophant was to have his crush personally scold him.

Zhao An used one percent of his online debate skills and said casually,

"Na Na, look, Yan is so rude."

Hu Li'na was immediately displeased. The damned Yan, interrupting her time with Big Brother Zhao An!

"Yan! It's none of your business what Big Brother Zhao An does!"

"Can you stop talking to me? I don't want Big Brother Zhao An to misunderstand!"

The red-haired sycophant was deeply hurt by Hu Li'na's words.

Yan looked at Hu Li'na in disbelief, stammering, "Na Na, you, I, he..."

Hu Li'na glared at the red-haired boy and said sternly, "What's yours and mine? Don't call me 'Na Na.' We're not that close!"

If this were an anime, Yan would have turned gray and transparent by now, but this was a real world.

Over the years, Yan had been hurt many times, and this was no exception.

The sycophant's spirit was strong, and he quickly recovered, muttering to himself,

"Hmph, you'll regret this one day!"

"That guy is not a good person. I can see his scumbag nature at first glance!"

Hu Li'na stomped her feet in anger at Yan's slander of Zhao An and pointed at him, shouting,

"What does it matter to you how Big Brother Zhao An is? I like him!"

"Can't you spend more time reading books? Why do you keep bothering me?"

"Even if all the men in the world die, I won't look at you!"

The sycophant Yan fell silent, unable to recover. Yan was a prime example of futile effort.

In contrast, another sycophant, the wind-type sycophant Feng Xiaotian, eventually won the heart of his crush.

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