Douluo: Neighbor San Comes to My House to Use the Wi-Fi

And the Martial Soul he used was the Seven Kill Sword.

After Nan Xuan stepped into the Martial Soul Canyon for the individual tournament, he was immediately matched against an enemy who had chosen the Clear Sky Hammer as their Martial Soul.

The opponent's combat experience was extremely seasoned; they were definitely a high-level Spirit Master playing on a secondary account.

When Nan Xuan saw his opponent swing the Clear Sky Hammer, there was a clear gap under the armpit. Seeing that the moment had arrived, he hurriedly unleashed his second spirit skill and managed a narrow victory.

Sigh, as the game creator, I almost lost my first match. It seems my practical experience with this support-type is still a bit lacking, especially regarding sword usage. All my offensive skills are sword-based spirit skills; I really need to practice this more. After finishing the match, Nan Xuan reflected on it and gave a wry smile.

At night, Tang San finished cooking and called out to Tang Hao as usual: "Dad, dinner is ready."

Tang Hao rose at the sound and walked out of the room.

The two sat at the table to eat, neither of them speaking.

Tang Hao looked at his son, who seemed to want to ask something but didn't dare to, and said in a low voice: "If you have something to ask, just ask."

Hearing Tang Hao say this, Tang San gathered his courage and asked: "Dad, what is your Martial Soul?"

Tang Hao didn't know why Tang San would ask this, because he had disabled his Network Card and intended to live in seclusion, so he didn't know what had happened in the Network World over these years.

"A hammer." After pondering for a moment, Tang Hao decided to tell his son.

Hearing this, Tang San felt a bit disappointed, and the beautiful fantasies in his heart vanished.

"What, is a hammer not good? Being a blacksmith can also support oneself." Tang Hao looked at his son's disappointed expression and felt a bit confused.

Are children these days so demanding? Is the Clear Sky Hammer not enough to satisfy them? They haven't even awakened their Martial Souls yet and they're already comparing? What will they do in the future?

"Oh, it's nothing, Dad. I think being a blacksmith is quite good too. Also, Dad, could you give me some money?" Tang San asked somewhat embarrassedly.

This was the first time he had asked his father for money. He was nervous and a bit afraid, but he was certain his father would give it to him; this was the first time he had reached out to ask for something.

"None. I can barely afford wine, where would I have money?" Tang Hao said with a calm expression.

"Oh." Tang San looked a bit aggrieved.

"What do you need money for? If you really need money, go to your Uncle Nan Xuan's house across the way and borrow some. Just tell him I'll forge a few things for him for free in the future." Looking at his son's aggrieved eyes, Tang Hao couldn't bring himself to be harsh and finally thought of this solution.

"Really? That's great!" Hearing what his father said, Tang San was so happy he felt like he could fly. He could finally afford to buy that Encyclopedia of Martial Souls.

After finishing his meal, Tang Hao returned to his room and didn't bother with these matters anymore. In any case, he knew his son was not simple, so he didn't need to worry about anything going wrong.

After eating, Tang San washed the bowls casually, then hopped and skipped across the small stream toward Nan Xuan's house.

When Tang San arrived at Nan Xuan's doorstep, he didn't see Nan Xuan, only Lan Yingying, who was washing dishes.

"Sister Yingying, is Uncle Nan Xuan home?" Looking at Lan Yingying, who was only about 18 years old, Tang San called her "sister" without hesitation.

When Lan Yingying heard this "sister," the corner of her mouth twitched until it went numb.

"Oh, he's inside. What do you need him for? I'll go call him." But Lan Yingying still gritted her teeth and replied.

"Mm-hmm, then I'll trouble you, Sister Yingying." Tang San didn't say what he wanted Nan Xuan for; after all, borrowing money wasn't exactly something to brag about.

Tang San sat bored on the steps of the wooden house. Seeing that Nan Xuan hadn't come out yet, he took out his Network Card and entered the Network World.

Huh, the speed of entering the Network World seems much faster at Uncle Nan Xuan's place. Just as Tang San was wondering about the speed of entering the Network World, Nan Xuan had already walked up to him outside.

Therefore, he hurriedly exited the Network World.

"Little San, is there something you need from me?" Nan Xuan asked with a smile.

Tang San said somewhat embarrassedly: "Uncle Nan Xuan, you should know about the library in the Network World, right?"

Nan Xuan nodded.

"I want to read a book in there, but it actually requires a fee. So I talked to my dad, and he told me to come borrow some money from you, and he promised to forge a few things for you for free in the future." Tang San said fidgeting.

Nan Xuan smiled and asked: "Then how much do you plan to borrow? I can lend you several million here."

Tang San knew Nan Xuan was a businessman, but he didn't expect the other party to be this wealthy.

"Let's borrow 10 Network Gold Coins for now. If it's not enough later, I'll come borrow more." After learning how rich Nan Xuan was, Tang San decided in his heart to treat him like an ATM. Anyway, his dad could pay it back by forging, so he wasn't worried.

If one forging session wasn't enough, then two; if two weren't enough, then three. Anyway, his dad was still young.

Nan Xuan guessed the other party's intentions, but he lent it anyway. It would be collected eventually. Not pay it back? A level 99 Limit Douluo would scour the entire continent to collect the debt.

After obtaining the Network Gold Coins, Tang San returned to his room with a smile and entered the Network World.

"It seems the network speed at Uncle Nan Xuan's house is indeed much faster." Tang San experienced once again what "network latency" meant; it was too slow.

"Tang Men, why is it that other people's speed for entering the Network World is so much faster?" Tang San didn't understand why this was happening, so he threw the question to the Smart Guide, Tang Men.

"Young Master San, regarding this question, the God of the Network once gave a unified response: those who spend more in the Network World often have much faster network speeds. Moreover, this speed can be shared with people nearby, though there is a distance limit." Tang Men explained to Tang San.

Hearing that spending more led to higher speeds, Tang San felt more and more that Nan Xuan was a wealthy man—definitely someone who was rich enough to rival a nation and had come to the countryside to retire. There were many such examples in the Bashu region of his previous life.

I wonder if I could ask him to be my godfather? Huh, why would I have such a thought? I am a genius rarely seen in the Tang Sect in a hundred years. Once I create the Tang Sect hidden weapons, I will definitely have money. Tang San struggled internally; he absolutely would not allow himself to bow his head to others.

Fortunately, Tang Hao didn't know about these things, or he would have beaten him to death.

After paying the Network Gold Coins, Tang San finally obtained the long-awaited Encyclopedia of Martial Souls.

"Clear Sky Hammer, the number one tool Martial Soul of the Douluo Continent."

"This hammer—isn't it the number one on today's tool Martial Soul usage list? The number of times it has been used has reached ten thousand, and this is only the first day."

"A martial soul like this might be powerful, but since so many people have used it, I don't think it has any advantage. If everyone already knows what a hammer is, then what's the point of playing with a hammer?" Tang San looked at the illustrations in the book, unable to help but feel a bit of disdain for the Clear Sky Hammer.

Tang San continued flipping through the book, looking at the pig—no, the Pig Beast.

"Isn't this just the pig raised by the people of Bashu? To think this martial soul mutated from a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon; it's truly strange." Looking at the Grandmaster's martial soul, Tang San couldn't help but feel a sense of relief; at least his father's martial soul was a hammer, and not a pig.

The next morning, Tang San habitually ran to the hillside to practice the Purple Demon Eye, then practiced the Mysterious Heaven Skill, and finally used the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to run back.

After returning, Tang San hurriedly cooked a meal for Tang Hao. Once the two had finished eating, they went off to do their own things.

Tang San secretly arrived under the eaves on the right side of Nan Xuan's wooden house, moved a small stone slab over, and sat down.

"Since I can't acknowledge him as a godfather, I'll just leech off his internet. It's not like this will cause any loss anyway." To avoid acknowledging a godfather, Tang San came up with a way to leech off the network.

Tang San couldn't wait to enter the Network World and started a personal duel.

In the living room of Nan Xuan's wooden house.

"Tang San is under the eaves on the right side; I wonder what he's doing." Lan Yingying said softly while eating fruit nearby.

"What else could he be doing? Leeching off the internet." Nan Xuan said nonchalantly.

"Leeching off the internet? Leeching off what? Isn't the speed the same everywhere?" Lan Yingying asked, looking puzzled.

"It's different. Within the range of my domain skill, the speed increases by a full one hundred percent."

"I have to go out sometimes, so I expand the range of my domain skill and move it around. I gave a definitive answer that network speed is linked to one's consumption in the Network World; if the conditions are good, one can even share it with people nearby." Nan Xuan explained with a smile.

"So, you've only opened the range of your domain skill to the area around our wooden house right now." Lan Yingying said.

"Yeah, we rarely go out anyway, and we grow everything we need ourselves. That kid probably experienced the joy brought by the network speed last night, so he's leeching off it this morning." Nan Xuan used his soul skill to probe Tang San, who was still PK-ing in the canyon, and smiled.

Lan Yingying was also a bit speechless; linking consumption to network speed—he really knew how to do business.

"Nan Xuan, do you really intend to stay here until you become a god?" Lan Yingying already knew the purpose behind Nan Xuan creating this game, and she also knew this man's goal.

"Not really. This continent is magnificent. In a few years, I'll go out and take a look. I've been in this world for 27 years, and apart from Martial Soul City and Gengxin City, I've just been rushing through other places without ever really seeing them. Back then, Dong'er was always under the control of Qian Xunji and had no opportunity, and now she has even less of a chance. So, I plan to bring my old brothers along when the time comes, start a senior travel group, and make Martial Soul City the final stop." Nan Xuan said what he had wanted to say most over these past few years.

When one lacks strength, one only dares to drift along in a low-key manner and watch the plot unfold. Now that he has the strength, the people who could accompany him are busy with work; it's truly helpless, so he can only think of other ways to accomplish these things.

"I see. Then take me with you when the time comes. I'm all alone now anyway; I can't go back to the forest, and I have no family left, so I can only mooch off you here." Lan Yingying said with a smile.

"Sure. Taking you is much better than taking that guy Liu Mumu. You can at least cook, but that guy—sigh." Nan Xuan was speechless whenever he mentioned Liu Mumu.

"Then if I couldn't cook, would you also plan to find a way to trick me into leaving so you could live a simpler life alone?" Lan Yingying asked, feeling a bit speechless.

Nan Xuan didn't want to talk about this topic anymore, or it would start to taste off. He couldn't tell her that he had read the original work and knew she was very virtuous.

Seeing that Nan Xuan had stopped talking, Lan Yingying glared at him and returned to her room.

Feeling a bit bored, Nan Xuan walked outside the wooden house and headed toward Tang San.

Then, pretending he had just discovered Tang San's arrival, he asked in surprise, "Little San, why are you here?"

Tang San, who was still in the middle of a decisive battle in the canyon, was so startled he committed suicide in-game.

"Ah, Uncle Nan Xuan, why are you here?" As soon as Tang San finished saying this, he realized something was wrong.

"Oh, I'm just taking a walk around the wooden house. What about you?" Nan Xuan didn't expose Tang San, but asked with a smile.

"Ah, I was also taking a walk in the area, and then I got a bit tired, so I rested here for a while." Tang San looked at Nan Xuan and said with a smile.

Tang San felt that Nan Xuan shouldn't have noticed anything unusual just now, otherwise he would have asked why he was here much earlier.

"Hmm, stay safe." Nan Xuan said and then left.

Watching Tang San take a deep breath, Nan Xuan found it amusing.

He had deliberately scared him just now while the other was still fighting in the canyon. Anyway, he had full administrative privileges and could monitor almost everything Tang San did in the Network World.

Nan Xuan looked at Tang San running home with a meaningful gaze, squinted, and said with a smile, "Little San, this internet isn't that easy to leech off of."