"Alarm! Alarm!"

"There are super strong people approaching..."

"Please..."

Luoli Village, in the village-level martial soul branch hall.

The long-awaited awakening of martial soul is about to begin, but the beautiful boy is heartbroken.

The system that I thought was already hidden suddenly appeared again.

This should have been a good thing that made him, the time traveler, ecstatic, but reality tells him what it means to be unparalleled to be blessed and misfortune never comes alone!

The constant sound of danger prompting in his ears made his scalp numb. He didn't know where the danger came from, but he wanted to escape desperately, but found that he was like a mosquito in amber and could not even blink.

“…@#￥%, sir…start…urgent…sir…”

When a intermittent speech finally rang, the boy felt the blackness in front of his eyes and the continuous message prompts in his ears came to an abrupt end.

In the space where Luoli Village is located, time began to flow slowly from almost stagnant.

Moreover, the speed is getting faster and faster, and not long after, it is in line with the time flow rate of the entire Douluo Star.

Everything seems to be a dream bubble, never existed...

"Next." Deacon Shuke, wearing a white robe in the [Wu Soul Hall] standard, spoke indifferently.

In front of him, the handsome boy with black hair and black eyes blinked, and with a ignorant expression on his face, he subconsciously walked into the center of the hexagonal pattern on the ground.

Seeing that the boy was standing up, Shuke was in possession, and a hint of satisfaction appeared on his face similar to a mouse. He skillfully shot out his hands, emitting six soul powers, shooting at the ground to form six black stones with hexagons.

...

The spring of the Douluo Li 263 year.

The southeast of "Notting City" is in the mountains more than 60 miles away from Dingyang Village.

A strong figure was swiftly passing through the dense forests, with ancient trees and huge rocks being left behind.

At some point, when the mountains were crossed and there was light in front of me, the figure finally stopped.

This is a young man with a strong face, about twenty-four or twenty-five years old, with short hair standing upright and a scar on the corner of his eyes giving people a sense of inch strength.

After touching the sweat stains that were slightly oozing from his head, the young man looked up and looked around, and then he realized that he had come out of the mountains, as if he was outside a village living along the lake.

I saw that the sky was shining at this time, and smoke rose from the village in the distance.

Next to the lake not far away, there were two men dressed in fishermen holding fishing nets, harpoons and other utensils, and they also communicated from time to time.

Judging from the situation, it seems that something is being argued.

Originally, the young man was not going to contact outsiders, and just wanted to rush to leave this area that gave him a great sense of danger early.

But when he turned around, he saw a big yellow gourd placed on the bow of the small sampan next to him from the corner of his eyes.

The young man's throat rolled suddenly, and the speed of his escape had already consumed a lot of his energy.

Although this yellow-skinned gourd is probably just the cold boiled water poured by two fishermen, which is far less than the "water" made by the martial soul gourd I drank not long ago, but it is worse than drinking the lake water directly...

Thinking of this, the young man with a decisive personality did not hesitate and walked forward decisively.

‘The two fishermen have no big problems, after all, it is their own body at this time…’

Thinking of this, the young man walked to the lake and looked at the two fishermen who were still muttering and arguing. He smiled on his tough face, bowed his hand, and said in a harmonious voice: "Two brothers, I'm here, my mouth is dry, can I give me some water to quench my thirst? I'm so grateful~"

The argument seemed to be interrupted by the young man who suddenly appeared. The two fishermen looked at each other and turned their eyes to the young man.

The fisherman on the left hand of the young man took the huge yellow gourd in his hand, weighed it in his hand, and looked at the young man and said, "It's okay to drink water, but you have to help us evaluate the truth..."

"Yes, that's right..." the fisherman on the right responded.

In response, the young man frowned and took a deep breath. Although he didn't want to waste time, he had something to ask for, so he let out a light breath, his face calmed down, and asked, "I don't know, what are the reasons for the two elder brothers?"

"That's right~" The fisherman on the left grabbed the yellow-skinned gourd in his hand, pointed to the lake beside him, and said: "As the saying goes, when the water is clear, there will be no fish. Therefore, I think that only when the water is turbid, there will be fish."

"Otherwise~" the fisherman on the right said immediately: "This water is turbid, which means that the water is not clean. We don't like dirty places, so how can we like it?"

"So, I think it's time for the water to be clear, and there will be fish."

"Hey!" Hearing the fisherman on the right, the fisherman on the left immediately retorted: "You are not a fish, how do you know that fish don't like it? Maybe fish like dirty environments?"

"Nothing is wrong~" the fisherman on the right said.

Fisherman on the left: "You—!"

‘Good guy~’ The young man looked at the argument in front of him and was puzzled: ‘Although this world should have evolved based on that novel and there are some ancient sayings in the original work, now even the fishermen in the two fishing villages can use the arguments ‘The water is clear and there is no fish’ and ‘If you are not a fish, how can you know the joy of fish’ as an argument?’

"Little brother, come and give us a comment. Which of us makes sense?"

Perhaps because they were tired of fighting, the two stopped arguing, looked at the young man at the same time, and asked.

"Two big brothers~" the young man turned his eyes on the yellow gourd in the hands of the fisherman on the left, and said, "I still agree with the statement that 'the water is clear and there is no fish'."

“Why?” *2

The two fishermen asked in unison, not laughing happily when they were recognized, and not angry when they were opposed.

The young man turned a blind eye to the incongruity in front of him and then replied: "In my opinion, if the water is clear and if there are fish inside, it will have been caught long ago. Smart fish will definitely muddle the water by wandering, so that people will not easily notice it...well?!"

Before he finished speaking, the young man was shocked, and his confused eyes became clear at some point. His black and white eyes looked sharply at the two fishermen in front of him, and shouted in a tight voice: "Who are you!!"

While staring at the two fishermen in front of him, the young man began to look around from the corner of his eyes, preparing to find the most convenient way to escape for himself.

At the same time, I shouted in my heart: "Master God!Master God! I want to return! You can see the points!"

Outside, the two fishermen looked at the young man's movements and smiled at each other.

The fisherman on the left hand sent the yellow gourd in his hand to his mouth, raised his head and poured a mouthful of water or liquid from the wine, and smiled and said, "Little brother, stop shouting. When you come to us, whether you return or not is not the light ball that has the final say..."

‘Ball of light!?’ The young man was shocked. With the scorching sun above his head, he felt the cold from the bottom of his heart.

"Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang..."
Chapter completed!