Tang Hao stared at Tang San and examined her carefully,
His stare made Tang San's scalp prickle.
At last, Tang Hao confirmed it.
Tang San had really become a girl.
But this did not seem to be a bad thing.
He was even somewhat happy about it.
Ah Yin's childhood name had been Xiao San.
Now Tang San was also a girl, and she was also called Xiao San.
Tang Hao said flatly,
"A girl is a girl. It doesn't make any difference."
Enduring the pain in her backside from being hit, Tang San suddenly pointed at a piece of pig iron in the corner, its surface faintly gleaming black. "Can I use that piece of iron?"
Tang Hao glanced at it casually. He had not expected it to contain Iron Essence.
"You want to learn forging?"
Tang San nodded. She wanted to make Hidden Weapons, so forging was indispensable. It just so happened that her father was a blacksmith.
[Tang Hao saw that Tang San was interested in learning forging and immediately decided to show Tang San what real forging was.]
Seeing this plot content, Ye Ying's little brain began racing.
With a faint smile, he made a modification.
[Modification successful. Tang San and Tang Hao have been swapped. Points +1. Current Points: 2.] [Tang Hao saw that Tang San was interested in learning forging and immediately decided to show Tang Hao what real forging was.]
Tang San picked up a tree root from the ground, lit it with the charcoal fire, and clenched it between her lips before taking a hard drag.
Tree Roots felt exactly like cigarettes when smoked, and they did not choke the throat.
She blew a huge smoke ring into Tang Hao's face.
She was utterly arrogant.
Logically speaking, doing such things was completely out of character for Tang San.
But the system's modifications operated on the level of rules. No matter who it was, they would perform them with exceptional skill.
"Old man, watch closely! I'll teach you what real forging is!"
Tang Hao clenched his right fist.
Tang San, you were getting a little too full of yourself.
If Tang San had not become a girl,
He would definitely have shown her why flowers were so red.
And if Tang San's demonstration was not up to par, he would still have to teach her a lesson.
Tang San's Mysterious Jade Hand suddenly exerted force, lifting the person-tall Forging Hammer.
Tang Hao could not help but be surprised. She had been born with incredible strength.
She could actually lift that iron hammer.
A few more traces of anticipation appeared in his eyes.
[Tang San raised the iron hammer and smashed it heavily toward the iron in front of Tang Hao.]
Ye Ying was extremely practiced with the next modification, as if he had received guidance from the system.
The iron hammer in Tang San's hand had been only a few millimeters away from striking the iron block with perfect accuracy.
But under the influence of some inexplicable force,
The hammer that had originally been moving downward suddenly changed direction.
It went from vertical to horizontal.
And there was only one thing aligned horizontally in that direction.
It was Tang Hao's penis.
[Plot Modification successful. Iron has been changed to a penis. Points +1. Current Points: 3.] [Tang San raised the iron hammer and smashed it heavily toward the penis in front of Tang Hao.]
A sneak attack!
Tang Hao had never expected something like this. He did not even have time to react.
The hammer came down with pinpoint accuracy.
"Bang!"
Tang Hao's pupils instantly dilated, and he immediately screamed.
"Aaaagh!"
Even though he was a Title Douluo, he had never cultivated the Iron Crotch Technique.
That was still the most vulnerable part of his body.
With a thud, Tang Hao collapsed to the ground, clutching his abdomen and trembling nonstop.
"Tang San, you..."
He glared at Tang San, unable to get the words out.
Tang San was dumbfounded too. She had never intended to attack Tang Hao.
Especially not that part of Tang Hao.
"Dad, listen to me."
"That was just a natural rebound from the hammer."
"I didn't do it on purpose."
At this moment, Tang Hao painfully forced out a sentence through clenched teeth.
"You... just wait until I get back up..."
Ye Ying did not keep watching.
All that spectating had made him a little hungry.
Unfortunately, his three basic modification attempts had already been used up. Otherwise, he could have made himself something to eat.
Casually taking the gold bowl he had created, he went to find the village chief, Old Jack, hoping to exchange it for some soul coins and buy some food.
His family was so poor that they did not have a single soul coin.
But Old Jack did not have much money either. He lent Ye Ying a little for now and said Ye Ying could pay him back after they sold the gold bowl.
Ye Ying did not care. Tomorrow, he could casually modify a whole pile of Gold Bowls or Gold Soul Coins into existence.
When he returned home, he heard Tang San's screams again.
This family truly had such a loving father and dutiful daughter.
The next day,
As soon as Ye Ying woke up and came to the window, he saw Tang San returning from outside and beginning to serve porridge for the father and daughter.
"I haven't even eaten this early in the morning, yet you two are already having breakfast."
[Tang San served Tang Hao a brimming bowl of thin porridge, its fragrance overflowing.]
Ye Ying was still extremely adept at modifying things.
He always felt that the system was guiding him to make changes.
"Dad, breakfast is ready."
Tang San called into the inner room.
After a while, the curtain covering the inner room was lifted.
A tall figure, bleary-eyed and unsteady on his feet, staggered out.
He had drunk quite a lot last night and still had not fully awakened.
Tang Hao walked over to the table and glanced at it indifferently.
But he did not inspect it too closely.
"You were thoughtful. You even made pumpkin porridge especially for me."
"Smells great."
He said it casually.
It seemed she had specially made it to compensate him for injuring him yesterday.
Hearing this,
Tang San was dumbfounded.
Pumpkin porridge?
When had she made pumpkin porridge?
She looked toward Tang Hao's bowl of porridge and saw that it was golden yellow.
Tang Hao skillfully grabbed the bowl and gulped its contents down.
After one mouthful,
Tang Hao realized something was wrong.
His eyes flew wide open.
What pumpkin porridge?
This was fucking shit!
[Plot Modification successful. Porridge has been changed to shit. Points +1. Current Points: 4.] [Tang San served Tang Hao a brimming bowl of thin shit, its fragrance overflowing.]
Because of the final words, "its fragrance overflowing," Tang Hao could only find out what he had swallowed after it entered his mouth.
Tang Hao suddenly sprayed a mouthful straight onto Tang San's face.
"Tang San!"
"Is this deliberate revenge because I hit you yesterday?"
Tang Hao clenched his fist tightly.
It seemed he really had hit her a little too lightly yesterday.
Tang San wiped her face with her right hand.
How had perfectly good porridge turned into shit?
"Dad, listen to my explanation. It wasn't me. I cooked porridge."
Tang San waved her hands repeatedly.
"Of course I know you cooked porridge!"
"I saw that your bowl was thin porridge."
Tang Hao skillfully went over to Tang San's side.
He raised his left hand and struck with his right.
He was so practiced at it that Tang San was in tremendous pain.
Tang San cried out, "Dad, I really didn't make it!"
"Who else could it have been but you?"
Tang Hao beat Tang San while dragging her to the dry latrine.
At a single glance,
There was an extra bowl-sized pit inside, clearly visible.
"And you still say it wasn't you?"
Tang San cried even harder.
Tang San seriously suspected that someone had framed her, but she had no evidence.
She really had not done something like this.
But when the porridge had been served, she had been the only one there.
What kind of person would specifically come over, take a bowl to the toilet, fill it up, and then put it back on the table?
Could she really have done it herself?
And then lost her memory?
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