Since Things Have Come to This, Let's Eat First (Please Add to Library)

Nan Liujing felt as though he had dreamt a very long dream.

In the dream, he once again heard his Mother's gentle voice. There was also a soft, warm palm that lightly caressed his face.

Those chaotic memory fragments that had tormented him since the day he was born were actually slowly merging together. Like layers of mist being swept away, they became clear and distinct; everything was no longer dreamlike or illusory.

The fleeting gaze of his Mother, which felt like the warm sun of a spring day, gave him an indescribable sense of reality.

In the dream, he also seemed to hear the voices of several other people. Among them, a relatively young voice seemed to be saying goodbye to someone, the words filled with a sense of gratitude.

Nan Liujing originally wanted to continue listening, but his consciousness became increasingly illusory. The merged memory fragments shattered once again, like a scrambled jigsaw puzzle. Everything fell back into chaos and dead silence, and the world was once again left with only him.

With familiar scenes and situations recurring, each time more severe than the last, he could not help but sigh in his heart.

Nan Liujing felt like an unlucky soul who had fallen into the water; no matter how hard he struggled, he could never find that sliver of hope for survival, and could only watch helplessly as his body sank into the deepest depths.

This nightmarish sensation and years of agony had left him physically and mentally exhausted.

Was it time to give up?

He felt somewhat lost.

"Rumble!"

But just as he sank into despair, not knowing what choice to make, a loud noise suddenly exploded in his mind, like a thunderclap on a rainy day, causing his heart to palpitate.

Nan Liujing was startled by the sound of the thunder, his consciousness jolting violently.

Looking toward the source of the sound, his pupils involuntarily constricted.

That pitch-black, deathly silent chaos of his consciousness was trembling incessantly, as if it had suffered some kind of terrifying impact.

Bang!

The next instant, time seemed to have been pressed into slow motion. The world was illuminated by a strange purple-red divine light, and infinite radiance poured in. The chaos in his consciousness, like a mirror being shattered, quietly split into billions of fragments.

In contrast, billions of lightning bolts were frantically pouring into it.

Each bolt of lightning was like a sharp blade tearing through the heavens and the earth, leaving an indelible mark upon his consciousness.

Nan Liujing watched in astonishment. He did not feel any danger; on the contrary, as the billions of lightning bolts raged within his consciousness, he felt that his own lifeless existence was showing signs of recovery.

The memory fragments that had condensed and shattered countless times were merging once again, and this time, there were no signs of them breaking apart.

Just when he thought all was lost, a new path appeared. After the billions of lightning bolts filled his consciousness, they quietly condensed. In the end, a light sphere, purple-red in its entirety, containing divine patterns within and wreathed in lightning on its surface, hovered there.

Nan Liujing instinctively wanted to see it clearly.

Suddenly, a voice that sounded like an elder reprimanding a junior echoed abruptly in his ears.

"Heaven never leaves a man without a path. If even I have not given up, how dare you speak so lightly of giving up?"

"Wake!"

Nan Liujing's expression changed drastically. He felt his body plummeting downward, his consciousness seemingly peeling away from the world.

On the soft bed, the boy who had been in a coma for several months suddenly opened his deep eyes. A strange electric pattern flashed deep within his gaze before vanishing.

"Haa, haa, haa."

Breathing heavily and swallowing instinctively, Nan Liujing stared blankly at the ceiling. He had experienced this situation too many times; even now that he was awake, he dared not be certain if he had truly recovered.

Is it a dream? Or is it reality?

Yet, that majestic reprimand seemed to still be echoing in his ears.

"Click."

Suddenly, the sound of a door opening rang out.

Nan Liujing instinctively turned his head to look, and just then, someone walked in from outside the door.

The man was at least two meters tall with a rather imposing physique. His arms, in particular, looked as if they possessed the strength to strangle dragons and crush tigers. He had a square face, a stern expression, and bronze-colored skin. His aura was powerful; if an ordinary person stood beside him, they would likely have shown signs of awe long ago.

Seeming not to have expected the boy on the bed to be awake, the heavy expression the man originally wore vanished in an instant.

Sun Kong froze, locking eyes with the boy on the bed. The eyes of this highest Administrative Officer, known in Star Luo City for his strict governance, visibly lit up with surprise.

Inside the bedroom, quite a few people were pacing back and forth. Nan Liujing, like a marionette, allowed a group of doctors dressed in white to examine his body.

"Brain and spirit are stable."

"Qi and blood are full."

"Meridians show soul power feedback; preliminary judgment is that he is about to awaken his Martial Soul..."

The conclusions drawn from the top-tier medical equipment inside the Spirit Pagoda, combined with the confirmation from an old man—who made Nan Liujing's expression complex and who had nine rings rhythmically pulsing around him—confirmed that the child's body was truly fine.

In the corridor outside the bedroom.

Sun Kong's eyes held a hint of joy as he asked impatiently, "Elder Lin, is there really no problem with the child's body anymore?"

This Elder Lin, who had clearly been stumped before, hesitated slightly. "I dare not say with one hundred percent certainty that his body has completely recovered, but based on current examination results, his physical characteristics are entirely stable—even better than most people's. It's just..."

"Just what?" Sun Kong frowned, his heart rising into his throat once again.

Elder Lin looked back at the bedroom and whispered, "This child's Mental Power is innately stronger than a normal person's. During the check-up just now, the Mental Power value even jumped to nearly one hundred and fifty. This means his Mental Power realm has already reached the initial stage of the Spirit Connection Realm."

Hearing this, a trace of astonishment appeared in Sun Kong's eyes.

With the development of the era, especially as the importance of Soul Spirits has grown day by day, Soul Masters on the Douluo Continent have long since classified the cultivation of Mental Power in great detail.

Mental Power is divided from low to high into six major levels: Spirit Origin Realm, Spirit Connection Realm, Spirit Sea Realm, Spirit Abyss Realm, Spirit Domain Realm, and the legendary Divine Origin Realm.

Spirit Origin Realm: The origin begins, and all things are renewed.

Every person possesses Spirit Origin Realm Mental Power from birth; it is the most basic level of Mental Power. Mental Power at the Spirit Origin Realm can support yellow Soul Spirits, including those below the yellow level.

The highest value for the Spirit Origin Realm is one hundred; anything beyond that enters the Spirit Connection Realm.

Spirit Connection Realm: The heart and mind are connected, and thoughts reach their destination. Upon reaching the Spirit Connection Realm, one begins to grasp the basics of Mental Power control, truly manipulating their own Mental Power for their own use. It can support two yellow Soul Spirits or one purple Soul Spirit.

For someone who has not yet awakened their Martial Soul, having their Mental Power jump directly to the initial stage of the Spirit Connection Realm is absolutely extremely rare.

One must know that many Second Ring Soul Grand Masters do not even reach the Spirit Connection Realm in their Mental Power, remaining trapped by it their whole lives, unable to break through to the Third Ring Soul Elder realm.

Elder Lin weighed his words and said, "I have examined this child several times. Perhaps his Mental Power exceeding that of ordinary people stems from the intermittent comas he has experienced over the past few years. Just like how some Soul Masters experience a mysterious secondary awakening of their Martial Soul after a coma, it is an opportunity that can be met by chance but not sought."

At that moment, the doctors inside the bedroom had already packed up their instruments.

Seeing this, Elder Lin gave a final instruction: "Observe him more closely over the coming period. If there are any further issues, contact me."

"Yes. Thank you for your trouble." Facing Elder Lin, a Healing-type Titled Douluo who was renowned across the entire continent, Sun Kong's attitude was very respectful.

If it weren't for the connection with their leader, how could this Healing-type Titled Douluo, ranked among the top five on the continent, have come here in person?

After seeing Elder Lin and the others off, he immediately took out his Soul Guide Mobile Phone and reported the examination results to those two.

When he returned to the bedroom, before he could even speak, he saw a very interesting scene.

He saw Nan Liujing frowning, staring intently at a map of the Douluo Continent.

Looking at the dot marked with the four large characters "Shrek City," Nan Liujing, the person involved, felt ten thousand grass-mud horses galloping through his heart.

In those chaotic and fragmented memories, he knew he had transmigrated—and to the Douluo Continent at that—restarting his growth from infancy. But that had been hazy, and furthermore, his memories had become incredibly shattered following his comas, much like text that had been scrambled, with the combinations between the characters completely broken. Therefore, he had never taken it seriously, assuming he was schizophrenic.

But who could have imagined that after being scolded awake by that mysterious voice, his mind was indeed no longer hazy, and his chaotic memories were complete, yet he felt his mind had split even more severely in another way.

Otherwise, how could that old man have nine Soul Rings on his body?

There was even a slime that looked like "jelly," glowing with a green-gold light, sticking its tongue out at him.

"Are you hungry?"

A gentle voice rang out beside his ear.

Nan Liujing suppressed his turbulent emotions, set down the map, and looked at Sun Kong.

What else could he say?

Since things had reached this point, let's eat first.

Some readers have asked why I can't update more; it's because this is the new book period.

If I update too much and the word count exceeds the limit, I'll drop off the new book rankings. For a small author like me, that is a pressure I cannot afford to bear.

I also understand that the new book period is particularly frustrating for readers, because four thousand words disappear in the blink of an eye, and waiting is annoying.

Here, I hope all you handsome men and beautiful women can be understanding. I wish everyone good health, all the best in the coming year, and may your wealth continue to grow!