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

The three of them remained silent, but their eyes were locked firmly onto one another.

"We've all been brothers for years; would I ever scam you? When I say it's a good thing, it's a good thing. When I say it concerns the future, it concerns the future," Yang Wudi said, slapping the table.

"Then just spit it out already, stop beating around the bush." Tai Tan's explosive temper really made him want to land a punch on this guy.

"Have you ever seen a soul master team of nine where six are Title Douluo?" Yang Wudi directly revealed the strength of Nan Xuan and his group to suppress the others' fiery tempers.

"You old goat, if you really just wanted us to get together, just say so. Or if you're out of money, us brothers can chip in, but don't come up with this nonsense to fool us." Niu Gao rubbed his wooden clogs against the floor and spoke to Yang Wudi with a huff.

"If you have something to say, say it. If not, we're leaving once we're done eating and drinking." Bai He didn't dare mention money; he was still broke himself.

Tai Tan had already started eating, treating Yang Wudi's words as nothing more than hot air.

"Hey, you guys actually don't believe me." Yang Wudi sighed, then took out the Aromatic Silk Beauty.

The eyes of the group were instantly drawn to the flower.

"They have three level 95 Title Douluo, two at level 92, and three soul emperors. As for the last one, I suspect his strength is at least level 95. He is the leader of this group, and this immortal herb was a gift from him." Yang Wudi held the Aromatic Silk Beauty in his hands and spoke slowly.

Seeing this immortal herb, the three men were already starting to believe Yang Wudi; after all, they knew him well.

Watching the three of them quiet down, Yang Wudi laughed and said, "Everything I said is the truth. The location of your base was also given to me by him, and my Breaking Clan has already joined them."

"It's not that I'm bragging, but isn't a soul master team like that a top-tier power? Besides, they are still young. Ever since we were abandoned by the Clear Sky Sect, look at how we've been living—hiding here and there. We old guys can handle this life, but for these newborn children, it's a bit too cruel."

When Yang Wudi reached the last few sentences, his voice trembled slightly.

"Old goat, aren't you afraid that those people have ties to the Martial Soul Hall?" Bai He knew full well that Yang Wudi's son had died at the hands of the Martial Soul Hall.

During that war, the Clear Sky Sect withdrew all its direct disciples, and those of them whose martial souls were not the Clear Sky Hammer were simply abandoned, leading to their current state.

"I don't think they are with the Martial Soul Hall. Actually, sometimes I wonder, if it meant the future of the children in the clan, what would it matter if we bowed to the Martial Soul Hall? In the end, it's just a difference in stance, even if that war cost me my son," Yang Wudi said bitterly.

Just as the others from the three clans were about to comfort Yang Wudi, several figures appeared at the banquet.

"Clan Head Yang Wudi is right; in the end, it is just a difference in stance. However, you can rest assured that my power does not belong to the Martial Soul Hall, but I will also tell you that my relationship with the Martial Soul Hall is not ordinary."

"Once you have considered it and chosen to join us, I can tell you my identity. So, if you have any questions, feel free to ask."

Nan Xuan appeared behind Yang Wudi, walked over leisurely, scanned the crowd, and after stating his intentions, sat in the central seat of the banquet.

Tai Tan was impatient and asked first: "What does your power actually do?"

Nan Xuan picked up his teacup, took a small sip, and said slowly: "We make money."

When Bai He heard this, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and he stood up to ask: "Then if we join, will you solve the trouble coming from the Martial Soul Hall for us?"

Although Bai He was short on money, he valued having a life to spend it even more.

"Simple, I'll send a message later and it will be resolved," Nan Xuan said with a light laugh.

Niu Gao's eyes were calm as he thought for a moment and asked Nan Xuan: "I want to know why you insist on seeking out our Four Single-Attribute Clans."

When this question was asked, the others gave Niu Gao a thumbs up; this question hit the nail on the head.

"There's no 'insist' about it. I was just passing through and saw how pathetic you all were," Nan Xuan said with a helpless shrug.

Nan Xuan's answer left the four clan heads feeling incredibly awkward; their current situation was indeed quite destitute.

"Is there anything else you want to ask?"

"If not, then it's time to make your choice." Nan Xuan tapped his fingers on the table, creating a rhythmic sound.

To the three clan heads, this sound felt like a countdown to their lives.

The three clan heads exchanged glances, and after a minute, they smiled and said: "We are willing to join your power."

Nan Xuan looked at the three of them and smiled.

"I don't actually have a power yet, but I can build one later."

As soon as these words were spoken, Tai Tan and the others felt they had boarded a very unusual ship.

"The power I want to build isn't really a 'power' in the traditional sense. It doesn't focus on traditional heritage like a sect. Just as I said, we make money. Although I'm not short on money now, I still need to find something to pass the time," Nan Xuan said with a smile.

The clan heads felt that the guy in front of them was just bragging; who would complain about having too much money and claim they couldn't spend it all?

"My title is Network. If you make a bold guess, you should be able to figure out who I am." Nan Xuan didn't immediately say the following words, but instead looked at the people in front of him with a smile.

"The spokesperson for Network Glory?" Tai Tan asked, scratching his head.

The others felt that made sense; they fought a few matches in it every day and were quite familiar with Network Glory. Since his title was Network, why couldn't he be the spokesperson for Network Glory?

"Pfft." Liu Mumu, standing behind Nan Xuan, had already burst into laughter.

Chen Gao and the others also lowered their heads, stifling their laughter.

Nan Xuan's face darkened, and for a moment, he didn't know what to say.

"I told you not to put on airs, look what happened now," Lan Yingying's voice appeared in Nan Xuan's ear, also filled with amusement.

"Did we guess wrong?" Tai Tan asked, looking a bit confused.

"Cough, I can't say you guessed wrong, it's just that your perspective was too small."

"I am the God of the Network, and my current soul power level is 99."

Nan Xuan stopped wasting words. Looking at the simpletons in front of him, he realized he couldn't keep up the act, so he might as well come clean.

"What?" x4

The four clan heads were so surprised they didn't know what to say. They did not doubt the truth of Nan Xuan's words; since the other party was a Title Douluo, he would know the price of taking someone else's name in vain.

"Your Excellency Network, if you truly are the God of the Network, shouldn't you already be a god?" Yang Wudi was somewhat confused about Nan Xuan's current state—was he human, or a god?

"You don't need to know that. Just know that I am powerful and wealthy. Work for me properly, and don't think about the rest. If you follow me, the benefits won't be low." Nan Xuan acted like a nouveau riche, speaking recklessly.

Hearing the other party put it this way, they found it hard to ask anything else. Besides, having a big shot lead them to success was better than being abandoned by the Clear Sky Sect, right?

"The name of the organization is Network Club, a company with multi-faceted development."

"It mainly relies on various games and novels in the Network World. Later on, there will be films, television, and all kinds of creative network commercial products. We will use these as a foundation to make money."

"As for the company address, I have already made plans. We will open up a piece of wasteland near Suotuo City. That location is practically the transportation hub for all the major cities on the continent, so it will develop quite rapidly."

"Don't worry about the land development rights; I will go and discuss it with the King of the Bala Kingdom. So, do you have any questions?" Nan Xuan looked at the four of them and asked.

"No, no, we'll just provide the labor." The four of them finally understood; the man was truly pitying them, otherwise, he could have just hired others to do these things.

Niu Gao of the Defense Clan asked: "Your Excellency, you may have heard that our clan's specialty is construction. So, will you design the blueprints, or should we handle it ourselves?"

"No rush for that. Let's rest for a few days, and then we will go over and take a look together." Nan Xuan wasn't worried about the building blueprints. His past life's profession covered many things, including engineering drafting and CAD design. Following his past life's designs, he wanted to create a truly epoch-making building—an epoch-making one for the Douluo world, of course.

A few days later, Nan Xuan led the four single-attribute clans, now reorganized, toward Suotuo City.

The migration of such a massive group caused the travel time to lengthen.

At night, in Suotuo City, Nan Xuan had everyone find a place to stay, with all expenses covered by public funds, while he himself went to the royal palace of the Bala Kingdom.

Relying on his own strength and soul skills, Nan Xuan was not discovered by anyone as he quietly snuck into the Bala King's bedchamber.

The middle-aged king was not looking for his favorite concubines to attend to him tonight and had laid down alone.

"Who?" the king asked, terrified.

As someone who was frequently targeted for assassination, the king still maintained some vigilance. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a light-shadow approaching him.

Nan Xuan smiled faintly. He didn't care at all that the king had discovered him, because this was exactly what he had intended.

"Who exactly are you? Which empire sent you this time?" the king asked nervously.

Nan Xuan dissipated the light-shadow on his body, revealing his true face.

When the king saw this face, he immediately thought of one person: the God of the Network.

"Your Excellency, even if you want to assassinate me, you don't have to use the appearance of the God of the Network," the king said. Seeing the god he currently worshipped most being impersonated by an assassin made him somewhat displeased, even though he was in danger.

The Bala Kingdom, as the transportation hub for all empires, had developed very rapidly. If it weren't for the restrictions of certain empires, it would already be an empire itself.

All of this stemmed from the Network Payment System, convenient payments, and the unique games brought by the God of the Network.

Therefore, the King of the Bala Kingdom worshipped the God of the Network.

Nan Xuan knew this, which was why he intended to reveal his true face.

"King of Bala, do you recognize this?" Nan Xuan summoned his martial soul.

Then, he summoned his Seal Wings.

"Wireless Router martial soul, Seal Wings!" the King of Bala said excitedly.

The King of Bala was quite familiar with these two things; they were the representative items of the God of the Network, especially the martial soul.

"King of Bala, could we sit down and have a proper talk? I have some matters I need to ask of you," Nan Xuan said with a smile.

"Yes, yes, yes, it would be an honor." The king threw on a shirt, trotted over to the sofa, and gestured for Nan Xuan to sit.

Nan Xuan looked at the king's behavior, smiled, and said: "King, don't be so restrained. This time, I am the one asking you for a favor."

Nan Xuan did not put on airs; instead, he chatted harmoniously.