Transmigrated to Douluo Continent, Martial Soul: Gray Wolf!
Douluo Continent.
Spirit Hall, Spirit City, Martial Soul Testing Plaza.
Lin Feng stood patiently in line, waiting to awaken his Martial Soul.
The young man had handsome features, an ethereal air about his brows, and a neat, close-cropped haircut.
Lin Feng had transmigrated.
In his previous life, he had been the son of a wealthy family.
He had gone drinking at a bar, drank and drank, then woke up after a nap to find himself transmigrated.
He had transmigrated to Douluo Continent.
Yes, yes, that Douluo Continent known as the "sewer of fantasy worlds."
Other transmigrators became Holy Sons, divine sons, and the like.
But he was different.
He had transmigrated into an orphan in Spirit City, the kind whose parents had died in battle.
Fortunately, this was Douluo One. Spirit Hall had given him a modest pension, allowing him to grow up safely. If this had been Douluo Two, Three, or Four, he would probably have been gnawed clean long ago, without even scraps left behind.
Like other transmigrators, he also had a system called the Summoning System.
The damn thing was that it could only be activated once he awakened his Martial Soul.
Lin Feng had waited six years for this day.
"Ling Muxue, Martial Soul: Snow Leopard. Soul Power: Level 3."
"Next, Lin Feng."
At that moment, an aged voice pulled Lin Feng back from his thoughts.
Lin Feng stepped forward onto the Awakening Stone and placed his hand on it.
Unlike the nervousness others felt when awakening their Martial Souls, Lin Feng was completely calm.
The next moment, a familiar system notification sounded in Lin Feng's mind.
Ding! The Strongest Summoning System has been activated. Ding! Based on the host's circumstances, this system has summoned an entity for the host. The summoned entity will manifest as the host's Martial Soul.
Lin Feng instantly grew expectant.
What kind of summoned entity would the system give him?
A dragon?
A phoenix?
Or perhaps WarGreymon?
Streams of yellow energy roared out from the Awakening Stone, winding around Lin Feng's body.
Lin Feng felt warm all over, extremely comfortable.
"Open your palm."
Lin Feng nodded and spread open his hand, full of anticipation.
The next moment, a gray dog—no, a wolf—slowly emerged from it.
It gradually, gradually grew larger.
A system interface visible only to Lin Feng began displaying the relevant information.
Gray Wolf.
Lin Feng was a little dumbfounded.
Gray Wolf????
Holy shit, that was awesome!!!
Gray Wolf was practically a heaven-defying Martial Soul.
"Lin Feng, Martial Soul: an old wolf!!!"
"Soul Power: Level 1."
"Next tester, Wang Teng."
A voice rang out.
Once the people nearby saw that Lin Feng had awakened a wolf, they instantly lost interest and turned to watch the next person awaken their Martial Soul.
No one mocked him.
In their eyes, awakening a wolf was simply too ordinary.
If it had been Blue Silver Grass, they might have laughed at him.
Holding Gray Wolf, Lin Feng left the testing plaza as quickly as he could.
A wolf would not cause much of a stir, but a talking wolf was another matter.
Before he had the absolute strength to protect himself, Lin Feng needed to stay low-key, low-key, and even more low-key.
"You... what are you doing?"
Gray Wolf was dumbfounded too.
What was going on?
What kind of place was this?
He had been catching sheep just now when his vision suddenly went black, and then he appeared here.
"Forget it, whatever. No matter how hard This Great King tries, I can never catch a sheep anyway!"
Gray Wolf sighed helplessly.
After returning home.
Lin Feng finally placed Gray Wolf on the table.
He smiled at Gray Wolf. "Gray Wolf, what's wrong?"
"Stop bothering me. I'm not interested!!!" Gray Wolf said wearily.
"What if I said I could take you to eat sheep?"
"There's also lamb shanks, hotpot mutton, grilled lamb... One bite is simply delicious." Lin Feng pretended to sigh and spoke indifferently.
He was only an orphan. Though he received an allowance, it was not much.
He could only eat meat during festivals.
Fortunately, the one summoned had not been Doraemon. He had no way of getting any dorayaki.
"Wait, what did you say?"
"Mutton???"
"You're treating me to mutton??" Gray Wolf could not help swallowing.
"Are you going or not?" Lin Feng looked at Gray Wolf.
"Going, of course I'm going." Gray Wolf kicked off with his little legs and landed steadily on Lin Feng's shoulder.
Lin Feng brought Gray Wolf to a food street specializing in delicacies.
He stretched out his hand and pointed at the mutton hanging outside a shop. "See? Isn't that mutton?"
"Sheep, sheep, it really is sheep." Seeing the mutton hanging nearby, Gray Wolf could not help rubbing his eyes.
"Mine, mine, it's mine." Gray Wolf now wished he could rush over and carry that sheep straight home.
"Let's go home."
"What for??"
"Of course, to make armor. With so many little sheep around, we need to build a suit of armor and snatch all these little fat sheep home."
Gray Wolf had already made up his mind. He absolutely had to make a suit of armor.
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