Past and Present Lives (Seeking Investment! Seeking Recommendation Ticket!)

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Late at night.

On a bed in the orphanage, Jing Shaoyu slept with a pale, pained face. His tiny body tossed now and then, as if he were trapped in some terrifying nightmare—like something horrific was chasing him in his dream.

His forehead was drenched in sweat. Suddenly, his eyes flew open, his pupils contracting sharply. He sat up at once, breathing a little fast.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Na'er had been awakened by Jing Shaoyu's movements. The little girl sat up, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and asked in a groggy voice.

"It's nothing. I just had a dream." Jing Shaoyu turned to her, helped her lie back down, and lay down again himself. "Go to sleep. It's fine now."

"Oh!" The little girl muttered, hugged Jing Shaoyu's body, and closed her eyes. Before long, she was asleep again.

Listening to Na'er's faint snores, Jing Shaoyu could no longer fall asleep.

"Who am I?" His eyes were wide open as he stared at the dark ceiling, his thoughts in utter chaos. "Am I Jing Shaoyu? Or someone else?"

His gaze went blank as he stared upward. The tangled thoughts in his head made him dizzy and mentally exhausted. Before he knew it, he lost consciousness—whether he had fallen asleep or fainted, even he did not know.

The next morning, Jing Shaoyu woke to Na'er's sweet calls. The first thing he did was feel his body, then touch his head. Only after confirming that neither his body nor his head had any problems did he finally let out a relieved breath.

"Brother, what are you doing?" Na'er asked curiously with her big eyes wide open.

"Nothing." A genuinely happy smile appeared on Jing Shaoyu's face. "Come on, let's wash up."

"Oh!" Na'er nodded. She felt that her brother was acting a little strange today, but she could not tell what was strange about him. How strange. Confused, Na'er rubbed her little head.

"Is this Heaven's punishment for me?" Jing Shaoyu held Na'er's hand as they walked toward the washroom. He lowered his head, his eyes somewhat unfocused, while roaring bitterly in his heart, "I was already allowed to transmigrate, so why couldn't I have transmigrated to a more awesome world? Why did I have to end up in this bottom-tier fantasy world, Douluo Continent? Even if I had to transmigrate to Douluo Continent, why couldn't it have been an earlier era? Why did I have to come to this era, when it has already become Tang Family Continent? Isn't this just screwing with me?!"

Jing Shaoyu felt like crying, but no tears came.

Sometimes, awakening the memories of one's past life was not a happy thing, because it let one learn the future and trajectory of the world ahead of time, causing one to lose hope in it. Jing Shaoyu was a perfect example.

After waking up that morning, he had realized where he was and understood what would happen to this world in the future. Without question, he had already been swept into the great ten-thousand-year plan of that selfless, righteous, and kind Tang God King. There was no need to doubt it; after all, Tang Family Continent had not earned its name for nothing.

Jing Shaoyu could only pray that his Martial Soul would not be too bad, so that he would at least have some ability to protect himself in the future—enough, at the very least, to protect Mama Jing Ziyuan and Aunt Lin Xin.

However, Jing Shaoyu's gaze involuntarily fell on the little girl beside him. Na'er seemed to sense his gaze and turned to look at him as well. A naive smile appeared on her delicate little face as she sweetly asked, "Brother, what is it?"

"Nothing. I just wanted to look at my adorable Na'er a little more," Jing Shaoyu said with a smile.

"Hehe, Na'er also wants to look at my adorable brother a little more," Na'er said with a giggle.

"Uh..." Jing Shaoyu's face darkened upon hearing Na'er describe him as adorable. Helplessly, he said, "Na'er, Brother is a boy. You can't use adorable to describe boys. You should say handsome instead."

"Hehe, okay. Na'er understands," Na'er obediently replied.

Was Na'er the Silver Dragon King's personality incarnation? But why had he encountered her and brought her back? What about Tang Wulin? Or would something happen to him and the orphanage later, causing Na'er to wander the streets again before Tang Wulin encountered her? Jing Shaoyu could not help feeling troubled and frustrated.

It was not that he was overthinking things. This was Tang Family Continent, after all. You never knew what they would do to achieve their goals! Tang God King could even use his own daughter to scheme against a Child of Destiny, let alone insignificant people like them! After arriving at the washroom, Jing Shaoyu first brushed his teeth and washed his face. Then, after Na'er had washed her face and brushed her teeth, he picked up the wooden comb on the counter and began combing her hair.

It had to be said that combing a girl's hair was indeed an easy way to earn her favor. For the past half year, Na'er's hair had always been combed by Jing Shaoyu. Every time he combed her hair, it was the quietest moment between them.

Once Jing Shaoyu had neatly combed Na'er's short silver hair, Jing Ziyuan arrived just in time to call them for breakfast.

Breakfast at the orphanage was simple. Each child got one egg, along with steamed buns and rice porridge—enough to fill them up.

Looking at the peeled egg, Jing Shaoyu felt his illusions shatter for a moment. Did Douluo Continent even have chickens that laid eggs? Would egg-laying chickens mutate too? Maybe mutate some evil fire or something, and eventually become phoenixes? Hehehe.

"A Yu, why aren't you eating? What are you smiling at while staring at that egg?" Jing Ziyuan asked as she looked at the foolishly grinning Jing Shaoyu.

"Mom, what kind of chicken laid this egg?" Jing Shaoyu reined in his smile and asked Jing Ziyuan.

"Of course a chicken laid it." Jing Ziyuan replied, somewhat baffled. But then she realized what Jing Shaoyu was actually asking and added, "The eggs in our orphanage are all delivered by the Administrative Office. They're a benefit for public employees. Usually, they're eggs from ten-year White Feather Chickens, and their nutritional value is much higher than ordinary eggs on the market."

"Ten-year White Feather Chickens? So they're soul beasts, then?" Jing Shaoyu's eyes lit up as he continued asking.

"More or less, though the vast majority of White Feather Chickens can't live past ten years." Jing Ziyuan smiled. "All right, hurry up and eat. Once you're done, I'll take you for Martial Soul Awakening."

"Oh, okay!" Upon hearing that, Jing Shaoyu immediately tossed the matter of the eggs to the back of his mind. His thoughts were entirely occupied by the upcoming Martial Soul Awakening, and he began eating quickly.

"Mom, can I go with Brother too?" Na'er looked at Jing Ziyuan, her little face full of anticipation.

"No. Na'er needs to stay behind with Aunt Lin Xin and watch the house." Jing Ziyuan decisively refused Na'er's request.

"Ah! Why?" Na'er was very unwilling. She puffed out her cheeks, glared at Jing Ziyuan, and shouted, "Mom is playing favorites!"

Na'er's anger did not change Jing Ziyuan's mind. Even after breakfast, Na'er remained puffing with anger, clutching Jing Shaoyu's shirt corner with one hand and refusing to let him leave.

"Be good, Na'er. Don't be angry," Jing Shaoyu could only comfort this little ancestor first. He coaxed her dotingly, "When Brother gets back, I'll bring you candied hawthorns, okay?"

"No!" Na'er decisively refused. Her large eyes looked at him with pitiful pleading, and Jing Shaoyu instantly surrendered. Ever since Na'er had joined the orphanage, Jing Shaoyu's resistance to her pretending to be pitiful had been zero—and it was still the same now.

Jing Shaoyu might not have been able to handle Na'er, but Jing Ziyuan could. Jing Ziyuan pushed a bicycle out from the courtyard and parked it beside Jing Shaoyu. Then she directly picked Na'er up and, despite the girl's extreme reluctance, handed her over to Aunt Lin Xin.

"A Yu, get on. Let's go." Jing Ziyuan walked over to the bicycle, patted the dazed Jing Shaoyu, and spoke.

"Oh, okay!" Jing Shaoyu snapped out of it, hurriedly nodded, and climbed onto the back seat of Jing Ziyuan's bicycle.

That was right—a bicycle. He had actually seen a bicycle on Douluo Continent. Wasn't that a little too surreal?

But then again, this era even had cars and trains, so bicycles were not particularly strange, were they? Jing Ziyuan pedaled out through the orphanage gates with Jing Shaoyu riding behind her. Jing Shaoyu looked back and saw Aunt Lin Xin standing at the entrance with Na'er in her arms, waving them goodbye.

"Na'er, don't worry! I'll bring you candied hawthorns!" Jing Shaoyu waved at Na'er and shouted.

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