Lin Yu

"Tsk, tsk, as expected, men are all the same—their worldview follows their libido." Lin Yu pressed pause, staring at Bibi Dong on the screen.

"But hey, I'm a man too." Lin Yu flashed a lecherous grin, grabbed some tissues, and headed toward the bathroom.

An hour later, Lin Yu finally emerged from the bathroom.

"Ouch, my legs are numb." He hobbled out, supporting himself, and sat back down at the computer. He casually pulled a cigarette from the pack and put it in his mouth, but when he reached for the lighter, he accidentally knocked over a water cup sitting nearby.

The water in the cup spilled directly onto the laptop. Sparks flew, and electricity crackled right in front of Lin Yu's face.

Faced with this scene, Lin Yu was shocked, but he stubbornly lit the cigarette in his mouth anyway.

"Phew! Never thought I'd run into something like this. Wonder if I'll get to transmigrate. If I could, I'd want to go to the Douluo Continent—definitely not for the beauties there, just to taste those soul beasts." Lin Yu blew out a puff of smoke calmly, and then the computer exploded.

In a flash of light and sparks, Lin Yu and the computer vanished together.

Only the shattered fragments of the computer remained in the room, recording what had just happened.

"Ah, what a shame—I'm still a virgin!" With one last mournful cry, Lin Yu found himself in a multicolored tunnel.

Inside the tunnel, Lin Yu's body gradually shrank back to that of an infant. At the same time, an energy he couldn't see merged into his body.

"Waa!!" In a remote village far from the noise, a baby's cry suddenly rang out.

"Hm? How did a baby get here?" An old, weathered voice sounded beside the infant.

"What a pity. Little one, you'll have to come with me." And so, Lin Yu was picked up by the old man and taken home.

That's right—the baby was Lin Yu. After passing through that multicolored tunnel, he had arrived here.

"Did I come to ancient times?" Lin Yu thought to himself, looking at the low, shabby houses around him.

Inside an infant's body was a soul in its twenties.

But even with a strong soul, the infant's body was far too weak to support much thought. Soon, exhaustion set in, and he fell into a deep sleep.

"Grandpa, I'm back!" A three-year-old kid rushed hurriedly into what counted as the best house in the village.

"Xiao Yu's back." Hearing the cheerful shout, a kind, aged voice responded from the yard.

"Hehe, Grandpa, I brought back a rabbit! We're having spicy rabbit head today!" Lin Yu's mouth was watering nonstop.

Yes, Lin Yu's name hadn't changed—he was still called that. The old man had found it on the clothes Lin Yu was wearing when he picked him up and planned to name him.

"Xiao Yu, go call Xiao San over to have some meat with us." Just as Lin Yu was drooling over the rabbit, the old man's voice rang out.

Hearing this, Lin Yu frowned.

That's right—the world Lin Yu had come to was the Douluo Continent.

The old man in front of him was Old Jack, and the "Xiao San" he mentioned was the future God King Tang San.

But even though he and Tang San were both in Holy Soul Village, Lin Yu didn't want anything to do with him. In fact, he was disgusted by the idea of interacting with Tang San.

After all, in his past life, there was a saying: better to be Xiao Yan's little brother than Tang San's comrade.

The things Tang San did were just too inhuman. Hypocrisy and revenge—Lin Yu could understand those. Everyone's a hypocrite, himself included.

But Lin Yu wouldn't be so fake as to always paint himself as a righteous hero while everyone else was evil.

Dugu Bo helped Tang San so much, and what did he get in return? Tang San took over the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well without giving Dugu Bo any benefit at all.

Some might say Tang San cured Dugu Bo's poison, but the key point is that without Tang San, that poison wouldn't have done much harm to Dugu Bo—only Dugu Yan might have been affected.

But Tang San only cured the poison because Dugu Bo agreed to do three things for him in exchange.

If Dugu Bo doesn't count, then what about Bai Chenxiang? She was Tang San's cousin. In the end, no matter how much Fatty Ma Hongjun begged him to bring her into the God Realm, Tang San refused.

And Old Jack—he took great care of Tang San when he was little, but just because he scolded Tang San's drunkard father once, Tang San kicked him out of the house.

So Lin Yu really didn't want to get tangled up with Tang San. Who knew how he'd end up dead?

In the three years since arriving in this world, no matter how much Lin Yu called out, he never got any response from a golden finger like a system. After a while, he gave up, just hoping he'd awaken a good spirit at age six.

"Fine." Even though he didn't want to get involved with Tang San, Lin Yu didn't want to make Old Jack angry either. Without Old Jack, he might have frozen to death.

"Rise again, my love? I wonder if Tang San, once he's familiar with spicy rabbit head, can still end up with that hundred-thousand-year rabbit?" Lin Yu thought it over and flashed an evil grin.

"I wonder if hundred-thousand-year rabbit meat is tough?" Muttering to himself, Lin Yu quickly ran toward Tang San's place.

It took Lin Yu a full two and a half years to learn the language of the Douluo Continent. After speaking Chinese for twenty years, suddenly picking up another language was a real struggle.

But one thing was different about the Douluo Continent: the air was filled with soul power. So even if the kids here couldn't cultivate, their physical development and growth were much faster and stronger than in Lin Yu's original world, thanks to the nourishment of soul power.

Of course, that didn't account for the difference between worlds. In his past life, some big shot had calculated that people on the Douluo Continent were basically hydrogen-based lifeforms—even the gods there would be dead for sure if a dump truck hit them.

Lin Yu was fast. It didn't take him long to reach Tang San's house.

There were no other villagers around Tang San's yard—just his family. In everyone else's eyes, they were all freaks.

But Lin Yu hesitated to go in. After all, inside wasn't just the little brat Tang San, but also a drunkard Douluo.

"Lin Yu? What are you doing here?" Just as Lin Yu was hesitating, Tang San's still-very-young voice sounded in his ears.

Even though Lin Yu didn't want anything to do with Tang San, they were in the same village, and Old Jack occasionally helped Tang San out, so the two of them knew each other.

Hearing the voice, Lin Yu quickly turned around.

"Tang San? Perfect timing. Grandpa wants you to come to my place for dinner. Hurry up." After saying that, without waiting for Tang San to agree or not, he turned and ran back the way he came.