Ning Rongrong Refused to Follow the Script

"Uncle Hao, what did you want to see me about?"

Yuan Luo got straight to the point. In the middle of the night, there had to be something important, otherwise why would he be looking for him?

Tang Hao pondered for a moment before saying, "It's nothing much. It's inconvenient for me to appear before Xiao San right now, and I need to go out to handle some matters during this time. I can't guarantee Xiao San's safety."

Yuan Luo understood. Tang Hao wanted him to occasionally look after Tang San.

"Haha, I thought it was something serious. Don't worry, Uncle Hao. Xiao San is my brother, so helping him is only natural. Besides, he's not someone who knows nothing and can't even protect his own life. Go take care of your business with peace of mind."

"Mm. I never expected that little child from back then to have become so capable. When I saw you hunting that Hundred-Year Soul Beast earlier, I knew you were no ordinary person."

Tang Hao kept his voice low, making it impossible to tell what he was feeling.

"Huh?" Yuan Luo was somewhat shocked. He had felt as if someone had been watching him that day, and it turned out someone really had been.

"Cough, cough! Xiao San is quite good too. By the way, Uncle Hao, I have something I need your help with."

Tang Hao nodded, signaling for Yuan Luo to continue.

"Can you give me a map to Slaughter City?"

To be honest, Yuan Luo truly had no idea where Slaughter City was. It seemed the original novel had never mentioned its location either.

However, Yuan Luo felt that Grandmaster might know, and he had planned to ask Grandmaster when the time came.

"How do you know about that place?"

Tang Hao's voice seemed to turn cold, and a faint killing intent seeped from his body. He had likely thought of something.

"I read about it in some book. I plan to train there."

"No. Your age and strength are both insufficient."

Tang Hao shook his head. Yuan Luo had expected this outcome.

Tang Hao had eaten the game Yuan Luo hunted for several years. He could be considered family, so how could he possibly let Yuan Luo take such a risk?

"I have no choice. I have to go, and I have to make it through within three years."

Yuan Luo spoke helplessly. He did not want to go either. Was that place even fit for people to live in?

But who knew why both the system and the divine examination had set their sights on him?

Maybe the author wanted Yuan Luo to go too. How could a character written by him possibly disobey?

The two stared at each other for a full minute. Yuan Luo felt a little awkward. Surely two grown men were not about to spark something strange?

"Fine. Be careful."

Tang Hao vanished in an instant, leaving behind only something like a scroll, which was presumably a map.

After putting the map back into his Soul Tool, Yuan Luo flashed back onto his bed.

The next day, after being pestered by the others, Yuan Luo still made his way to the main training field.

Yuan Luo was bleary-eyed. He had been woken up last night, and he had not expected to be woken up again today. Life was truly hard.

"Hey, bro, want a Sausage?"

A handsome boy handed him a Sausage, and Yuan Luo casually accepted it.

"Thanks!"

There could only be one Sausage uncle around.

"Luo-ge, you can't eat that!"

Before Yuan Luo could take a bite, Xiao Wu snatched the Sausage away.

Oscar placed a hand on his head, looking utterly speechless.

"Xiao Wu, at least there's a junior brother who wants to eat my Sausage."

"Hmph! Can your Sausage even be eaten?"

"Luo-ge, let me tell you, this guy makes his Sausages with disgusting incantations. You can't eat them."

Seeing Xiao Wu like that, Yuan Luo could barely hold back his laughter.

Later on, you would be begging to eat Sausages.

Yuan Luo snatched the Sausage back and stuffed it into his mouth. It was actual meat too. Not bad at all.

"It's fine. It's just a big Sausage, not the real thing. Maybe his isn't even as big as this Sausage."

Oscar had originally been deeply moved, but after hearing that last sentence, his face filled with protest.

"Alright, quiet down."

A voice came from the distance. Judging by it, the man should be middle-aged, and he sounded somewhat sinister.

The moment Yuan Luo saw him, he could no longer stay calm.

He knew this should be Flender, but he had never imagined that Flender was the uncle who had sold him his first Soul Tool.

So he really was a crooked merchant. No wonder he had sold him a one-square-meter Soul Tool for forty-eight Soul Coins.

Yuan Luo immediately decided that if he ever got the chance, he would definitely swindle him back.

After collecting the money, everyone except Oscar and Ning Rongrong left.

Yuan Luo had originally wanted to go back for some sleep, but he still had things to do.

He needed to make hidden weapons. He could not exactly make Tang San go buy the materials; the man was a cultivation maniac, so Yuan Luo should not waste his time.

By the time he returned, it was already afternoon. But before he had even entered the village—

He witnessed a scene that left him stunned.

Ning Rongrong was actually running. Sweat soaked her body, and her entire outfit had already been drenched through.

How was that possible?

Why could a pampered little devil like Ning Rongrong run for so long?

This made no sense. Had he really arrived in some fake Douluo Continent?

Oscar was following behind her at a distance, and he had actually failed to outrun her.

Just as his thoughts wandered, Ning Rongrong's body seemed to tremble, and she toppled forward.

Quick-eyed and quick-handed, Yuan Luo swiftly caught her.

Sweat flowed from Ning Rongrong's body onto Yuan Luo's.

A unique fragrance spread through the air. He did not know whether it was perfume or her natural scent.

The girl in his arms seemed to struggle slightly. She looked at him through eyes blurred by sweat.

"Yuan... Yuan Luo?"

After saying that, Ning Rongrong completely fainted in Yuan Luo's arms.

Holding her soft body, Yuan Luo quickly scooped her up in a princess carry and ran toward the village.

Three Soul Rings appeared around him, and the Second Soul Ring lit up. A green aura of life flowed into Ning Rongrong's body.

However, she still did not wake up. The Second Soul Skill could only heal physical injuries; it could not replenish mental exhaustion.

Ning Rongrong was exhausted in spirit as well. Only rest could help her recover.

Thud!

Oscar seemed to have witnessed something unbelievable. Yuan Luo was actually a Soul Elder, and his Second Soul Ring was even a Thousand-Year Soul Ring.

He had already been exhausted, and after seeing that, he collapsed straight onto the ground.

Yuan Luo could not help but laugh. Was he really that terrifying?

He tossed Oscar a Blue Silver Grass leaf, and Oscar climbed back to his feet.

"Head back by yourself. I'm leaving first!"

After saying that indifferently, Yuan Luo continued running.

When he arrived outside the girls' dormitory, Xiao Wu happened to be coming out of the room.

"Ah! Luo-ge, you..."

Xiao Wu saw that Yuan Luo was carrying a girl in his arms. Her clothes were soaked through, and her snow-white skin was faintly visible.

"She's yours. Give her a bath and let her rest for a while."

Yuan Luo handed Ning Rongrong to Xiao Wu and left.

He was drenched in sweat himself. It did not stink, but being covered in sweat still felt strange.

After taking a bath, Yuan Luo went back to lazing around.

Being lazy for a moment felt good for a moment!

"Luo-ge, are you there?"

Just as he was about to catch up on his afternoon sleep, Tang San's tentative voice came from outside.

"I'm here. Come in, Xiao San."

Fine, there was no way he would be getting that nap.

"Luo-ge, what hidden weapons do you want me to make?"

Tang San asked directly. Earlier, Yuan Luo had seemed rather urgent.

"Here."

Yuan Luo tossed his first Storage Soul Tool to Tang San.

The one-square-meter space was packed nearly full with all kinds of raw materials.

"I need something that can kill people. The kind where they die the moment it's used. Make whatever you see fit. I'll give you the money in a few days."

Tang San extended his spiritual awareness inside. "This much?"

"Mm."

"Alright. I'll have them made within ten days. Forget the money. Luo-ge has helped me so much before, and I have nothing to give you."

"No, no, no. Even real brothers settle accounts clearly, and besides, I'm not short on money."

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