The game begins

"Brother Lin, why are you so slow? We can hardly wait anymore."

Qingyu stared at the meat on the table, unable to stop herself from drooling.

This was meat! She couldn't even remember the last time she'd eaten any. In any case, it had been a long, long time.

"Qingyu! Get away from the table! Your drool's about to fall into the bowls!"

Qingfeng walked slowly in, carrying a bowl of wild vegetable soup.

The girl wore patched cloth clothing. She was neither particularly thin nor fat, and even so, her frame was visibly well-proportioned.

If she were properly cared for, she would definitely grow into an exceptionally pretty young lady.

After all, Douluo Continent was a continent of romance. Its people might be weird, but none of them were bad-looking.

Hearing her sister's scolding, Qingyu immediately pouted.

She blinked her little eyes, forced out a few tears, and ran over to Wei Lin with an aggrieved expression.

"Brother~ look at Sister Qingfeng! She's bullying me~~~ boo-hoo-hoo~~~"

Wei Lin helplessly pinched her little nose.

"If you weren't being naughty, would your sister have the heart to scold you?"

Wei Lin looked at Xu Qingfeng, who had already set the food on the table.

Her little face was full of gloom.

"Qingfeng, your Martial Soul awakens tomorrow. Are you scared?"

Xu Qingfeng shook her little head.

"Brother, I'm not scared. I just feel..."

Wei Lin grabbed Xu Qingyu by the fated scruff of her neck with one hand and sat down beside Qingfeng as Qingyu flailed her arms and legs. He gently rubbed the little girl's head.

"Mom and Dad were both three-ring Soul Elders, so you two are bound to have Soul Power of your own. If you work hard in the future, you might even become Soul Kings. That would put you among the very best in our village."

Qingfeng suddenly raised her head, her eyes full of earnestness.

"Brother, I'm scared you'll leave me."

Wei Lin: "???"

Qingfeng didn't notice Wei Lin's puzzled look and continued on her own.

"I know you must be hiding from people chasing you, Brother, just like in the storybooks. Mom and Dad have already left us, and you're the only family we have. I don't want them to discover you because of me."

Wei Lin: "???"

Well, it had been better before she explained. Now he was even more confused.

Wait, where was all this coming from?

After hearing her sister's words, Qingyu planted her hands on her hips too.

"Brother, don't worry! Once Qingyu becomes a Soul Master, I'll work really hard and become a powerful Soul Master. Then I'll help you fight your way back to your clan and seize the position of clan head!"

Wei Lin: "???"

Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?

Is this still Douluo Continent?

"Wait, what are you two talking about? How come I don't understand?"

Qingfeng froze for a moment and scratched her head in confusion.

"Isn't that how it always goes in the storybooks? After becoming a Titled Douluo, I return to my clan and pretend to be a pig to eat the tiger! Besides, you know so much, Brother, and your experiences are really similar to the protagonists' in those stories."

Wei Lin's face turned completely dark.

Good grief, he finally knew where the root of the problem was.

He had written a few storybooks to sell to help support the family.

Things like "The Titled Douluo Dragon King's live-in son-in-law" and "After years of war, I became a Titled Douluo and returned home to find my daughter sleeping in a doghouse," and so on.

Although storybooks and novels weren't popular in this world, given how slowly things spread, they were extremely popular in the villages around here, where there was a pitiful lack of entertainment.

Before anyone else had said a thing, his own sisters had been taken in.

He could bear it no longer, and there was no need to.

"Bang! Bang!"

After two loud bangs, Qingfeng and Qingyu crouched down, clutching their smoking heads.

"What kind of junk is stuffed inside those little heads of yours?! Have you been reading those unhealthy storybooks again?!"

Qingfeng's gaze darted away. She couldn't help it; she didn't have much entertainment. If she didn't read storybooks, was she supposed to spend all day mining?

Her body couldn't take it.

Qingyu wasn't nearly so crafty. She pouted, looking aggrieved.

"Stupid brother, didn't you write those...?"

"What did you say?"

Qingyu immediately shut up. Her head hurt so much right now. She'd talk back after the bump went down (☆^O^☆).

"Everything in those storybooks is a lie. Read less of that bad stuff, and throw them all away later."

Qingfeng nodded like a pecking chicken, afraid that if she said another word, she'd get hit again.

Throw them away? Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

Wei Lin simply didn't know what his little sister was thinking.

Otherwise, he'd definitely have buried Qingfeng and sent her to keep their mom and dad company underground.

Wei Lin looked at the three simple dishes on the table.

Wild vegetable soup, radish stir-fried with shredded meat, and wild vegetable steamed buns.

Though simple, there was plenty of food.

His storybooks were quite popular in the surrounding villages, and earned more than enough to support the three of them. But he didn't dare sell too many. After all, his Soul Power was zero, and if someone with ill intentions found out, he didn't think he could fend them off.

The two little girls understood that too, and were very sensible.

Even though they hadn't tasted meat in a long time, they still picked the shredded meat out of the radishes and gave it to him.

He watched Qingyu swallow her saliva as she picked food for him. When she was caught, she even turned her head away and gave a cold huff.

Wei Lin's heart felt warm.

These two little ones were just about the only people he cared about in this world.

The lively meal came to an end.

The night moon hung beneath the starry sky.

After tucking the two little ones in, Wei Lin quietly withdrew.

He pulled over a reclining chair and looked up at the sky full of stars.

He opened the card-draw interface.

An all too familiar interface appeared before him.

"Good grief. I've come all the way to another world, and Mihoyo is still after me."

Wei Lin couldn't even be bothered to complain. The system had said beforehand that it would use an interface he was familiar with.

But isn't this a little too familiar?

Emm...

No, that's not quite right. At least it's merged everything together. All of it.

He glanced at his pink and blue balls.

Right, Intertwined Fates and Acquaint Fates.

The pink balls were for drawing those familiar characters of his, but the blue balls...

"This is... a custom template?"

That made sense. It was a game system, after all. Without a custom "protagonist," wouldn't it lose a lot of its fun?

The moment he thought of Douluo Continent's number one "theory grandmaster,"

Wei Lin suddenly had an interesting idea.

What kind of face would that grandmaster make when he took his most "outstanding" disciple into the Soul Master World and found they couldn't beat anyone? Just thinking about it, why is this so much fun~~~

"Jie jie jie! Douluo Continent, I didn't have the ability before, so I could only lie low. But now... let me bring you a little shock from another world. This game starts now, so entertain me to your heart's content! Wahahaha! Fuck... a mosquito!"