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

Nan Xuan learned through his soul skill that Tang San had not met the Grandmaster; after his recent search and investigation, he found that the Grandmaster had changed his profession.

Nan Xuan truly had not expected that in an era where novel-reading software had yet to be developed, Yu Xiaogang could have managed to reach this point.

He had previously overlooked the imagination of the netizens themselves and overestimated the world's consciousness in patching up the plot.

Please take a look at these few posts, and you will understand.

"@Yu Xiaogang, when will you continue updating <The Night Before the Wedding, I Discovered My Wife Is Actually My Own Cousin>?"

"<The Night Before the Wedding, I Discovered My Wife Is Actually My Own Cousin> author Yu Xiaogang has emerged out of nowhere, pioneering the first romance novel genre on the Douluo Continent and playing a decisive role in the development of novels."

"How to publish articles in the Network World via a personal account, the best role model is @Yu Xiaogang."

A generation's Grandmaster, Yu Xiaogang, had actually gone off to write romance novels. It had only been a short while since he last paid attention to him, and the man had already ended up like this. If things continued this way, his Shrek Troupe would likely turn into Shrek Heaven.

Nan Xuan smiled bitterly, completely at a loss for how to play out this plot.

In a village near Suotuo City.

"Xiaogang, not bad! Your book is receiving great attention in the Network World right now. It's a bit of a pity that your talent is used this way; it would be great if the God of the Network arranged something specifically for reading and publishing novels," said a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses.

"Flender, just shut your mouth," said the burly, short man beside him.

Zhao Wuji signaled for Flender to look at the expression in Yu Xiaogang's eyes.

"Ahem, Xiaogang, although your Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul didn't succeed in gaining publicity, haven't you found your own true path? Isn't that right? So, don't keep thinking about those research things; just stay at my Shrek Academy and write your books," Flender comforted him with a smile.

Yu Xiaogang sat at the table, his left hand propping up his chin, sighing powerlessly.

He had originally thought that after summarizing his knowledge, he could prove everything. But who would have known that his Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul could not gain traction on the network, and it was even worse in reality.

Nan Xuan indicated that the network matters were indeed related to him, but as for reality, he suggested they go away.

The biggest blow to Yu Xiaogang was that the memoir he had written casually was published to the network by Flender, and the netizens had even given it the title <The Night Before the Wedding, I Discovered My Wife Is Actually My Own Cousin>, authored by Yu Xiaogang.

As soon as the book was published, it actually went viral, giving Yu Xiaogang's name fame in the Network World.

"It really is fate playing tricks on people," Yu Xiaogang could only use this sentence to summarize his life.

Watching the plot twist regarding Yu Xiaogang, Nan Xuan couldn't help but feel a bit of sympathy, so he developed a system for him: the Network Reading System. Novels could be published on it, readers could read them, and the key was that authors could even earn money.

Nan Xuan posted this information on his personal account and then @Yu Xiaogang.

"Hmm?" Yu Xiaogang's backside jolted.

Then he reached out to touch it and entered the Network World.

"The God of the Network actually @ me and even specifically set up a Network Reading feature for me." Yu Xiaogang was stunned; was this God of the Network not attending to his proper duties?

Zhao Wuji and Flender, who were nearby, both followed the God of the Network's personal account and had network card imprints that provided notifications. The God of the Network almost never used his own account to post things; in the past, when he did, it was always to announce new features or games.

The two of them had just entered the network and taken a look.

Flender immediately exited, looked at Yu Xiaogang excitedly, and said, "Xiaogang, you must have seen it too, right? This is the God of the Network! He has never @ a single person individually before. This time, he specifically set up a Network Reading feature for you. You're going to be famous!"

Zhao Wuji's eyes were filled with little stars; he never thought he would live to see the day Shrek Academy could pay salaries.

"So, you two just want me to write books to make money to support the academy?" Yu Xiaogang looked at the two of them, speechless.

Flender said awkwardly, "Is it that obvious?"

Yu Xiaogang rolled his eyes directly at him.

Flender's inner thoughts had been seen through, and feeling a bit guilty, he smiled and said, "Xiaogang, look, what is this place?"

"This is an academy! As long as the academy is managed well and there are students, are you still afraid that your theories won't have a place to be used?"

Sitting on the sofa, Yu Xiaogang heard this, and the spark of hope in his heart was reignited. He laughed loudly and said, "Hahaha, heaven has not cut off my path to fame, Yu Xiaogang!"

Inside Lanba Academy.

A curvaceous noblewoman was watering flowers in the backyard, the corners of her mouth lifting from time to time.

"Xiaogang still hasn't forgotten me. That book was written in such detail; he must still want to be with me in his heart." Liu Erlong had also discovered the book in the Network World.

As the heroine of the book, she naturally knew the authenticity of those stories.

Nan Xuan's exclusive smart guide, Ling, had already signed a contract with Yu Xiaogang, making him the first web novelist on the Douluo Continent.

With a leader to follow, those with literary cells and wild imaginations came to report one after another. However, Nan Xuan couldn't agree to all of them, so he arranged the methods for writing and signing novels from his previous life.

Nan Xuan sat on the chair in front of the wooden house, shaking his head and laughing, "I really didn't expect Yu Xiaogang to have this move."

"But if this continues, Tang San's first and second soul rings, and the guide for cultivating his Blue Silver Grass martial soul, will be gone."

Thinking of this, Nan Xuan felt a headache coming on. Would this world really be ruined by him?

Nuoding City Junior Soul Master Academy.

Tang San looked at the number plate on the door and found Dorm Seven.

As soon as he pushed the door open, he was met with contempt from a group of elementary students.

"New guy, our dormitory has a rule: a one-on-one fight in the Martial Soul Canyon, whoever wins is the boss." Wang Sheng sat with his legs crossed, looking at Tang San who had just entered.

Tang San was a bit confused by the situation as soon as he entered, then said slowly, "But I don't want to be the boss."

As for being the boss, Tang San said he had no interest; it was very troublesome to be responsible for things after becoming one.

"That won't do, we must have a match." Who would have thought Wang Sheng and the others would refuse to back down.

Tang San had no choice but to accept this personal showcase of his skills.

Tang San stuck to his old ways, choosing the Silver Needle Martial Soul; after all, he had used this martial soul for three years and was very familiar with it.

Wang Sheng, on the other hand, chose his own Tiger Martial Soul, which was incredibly fierce.

The two exchanged their personal account information and entered the friend-match room for a personal duel.

With both sides ready, the match began. The other roommates nearby also entered the Network World, as this Martial Soul Glory had a spectator function.

"Is his martial soul really just a silver needle?" Wang Sheng had assumed everyone would be like him and use their innate martial soul to fight.

"Tiger martial soul: high strength, fierce, sharp claws, average speed." Tang San looked at Wang Sheng's martial soul and immediately identified his opponent's traits. With the support of the Mysterious Heaven Skill, his memory was top-tier.

Tang San curled his lips into a smile. Once he unleashed the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, Wang Sheng became disoriented, using his soul skills haphazardly, but not a single strike landed.

Tang San seized the opportunity, leaped into the air, and threw a needle at the back of his opponent's head. His opponent instantly turned into a streak of light and logged out of the game.

After Tang San exited the game, he encountered a cute young girl. He could guarantee that this girl was the most beautiful one he had ever seen.

"I can become the boss? That sounds like a lot of fun." Once Xiao Wu learned that she could become the boss by winning, she turned to Tang San and challenged him to a personal duel.

As a new-age beautiful rabbit girl, she had also acquired a Network Card, a necessity that everyone possessed. If you didn't know about money, people would think you were cute, but if you didn't have a Network Card, sorry, people would think you weren't even human.

Tang San looked at this pink-clad girl, and a plan quietly formed in the depths of his heart.

"San, you must not follow the same path as your mother and me." Tang Hao was secretly watching from the side using his soul power.

A few days later, Tang Hao took Tang San to the Soul Hunting Forest to obtain a soul ring. Although the age was a bit low, it was still Bind.

"San, Dad needs to go do some things. Besides, I've lived in seclusion for so long; it's time to go out and move around. If you ever need to obtain a soul ring and don't have anyone suitable to help you, contact me in the Network World, and I will return." Tang Hao instructed his son. He planned to see this continent; he had been away for too long, and now that his son's talent was so good, it couldn't be wasted.

"Mm, okay Dad, I understand." Tang San felt no sadness at Tang Hao's sudden departure.

Because he always felt that since his father was a Title Douluo, how could he really stay in one village forever?

After the father and son talked for a while, Tang Hao left.

School break season.

"San, are you really taking me home? Wouldn't that be a bit inappropriate? What if your dad has already returned?" Xiao Wu asked Tang San, hesitating.

"Xiao Wu, it won't happen. My dad definitely hasn't returned at this time. And even if he did, there's nothing to be afraid of, it's fine." Tang San said to Xiao Wu naturally.

Tang San had not told anyone that his father was the Clear Sky Douluo. This was his greatest asset in this world. According to the first rule of the Tang Sect's Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record: "Never let someone you cannot fully trust know the extent of your true strength."

As for the fourth rule, about not playing the pig to eat the tiger, Tang San felt that if others discovered it, that was playing the pig to eat the tiger; if they didn't discover it, then like a hidden weapon, it needed to be used from the shadows.

When Tang San stepped into Holy Soul Village, Nan Xuan used a soul skill to give him a full-body check to see if he had deviated from his trajectory.

"Good, the problem isn't major." After Nan Xuan learned this, he smiled.

Actually, the reason Nan Xuan did this was because he wanted the protagonist to successfully inherit a godhood. When there is war, faith is the easiest thing to obtain. Of course, if he had already obtained enough faith value before that, Tang San could forget about this godhood.

"San, back home from school, are you?" Nan Xuan smiled and called out when he saw Tang San walking over.

"Yes, Uncle Nan Xuan." Tang San held Xiao Wu's hand and walked toward his house.

"San, who was that uncle just now? You seem to respect him quite a bit." Xiao Wu asked Tang San curiously.

"Him? You know that in this location, there are only our two households. Uncle Nan Xuan goes out to do business from time to time, so he's quite wealthy and has helped my family a lot." Tang San explained to Xiao Wu with a smile.

However, his heart was filled with distress. When would he ever pay back the money he owed the man? His father's blacksmithing probably wouldn't be enough to cover it; altogether, it added up to 1,000 Network Gold Coins.

But then again, who would dare ask a Title Douluo for money? Hehehe.

Thinking of this, Tang San felt much better.

Inside Nan Xuan's house.

"You should have been able to tell just now, right?" Nan Xuan was naturally referring to Xiao Wu.