"Big bro, I'm sleepy (￣o￣).zZ. Good afternoon..."
Tang Wulin climbed onto the top bunk, told Tang Heng, then lay down and quickly drifted off to sleep.
Tang Heng sat on the bottom bunk, sinking his mind into his Sea of Consciousness to touch the familiar game icon.
With a single thought, his figure vanished.
It felt like spending a few minutes on a train passing through a tunnel. When Tang Heng opened his eyes again, the scene before him was the complete opposite of the Douluo World:
The fading light of the square-edged sunrise spilled through the gaps in the swaying tree canopy, draping everything in a thin, misty red veil. Even the sharply angular clouds overhead seemed tinged with a warm orange hue.
A short distance away, clusters of low wooden houses were scattered across the hillsides. Several big-nosed, rectangular humanoid creatures wandered aimlessly through the village, making unintelligible "hmm" sounds.
An iron giant also roamed the village. When it spotted a small villager, it handed him a bright Poppy.
"So this really is My World. Looks like it's one of the saves I made before I transmigrated. These shaders and textures are so familiar." (photon-main and BetterCrops3D)
Tang Heng marveled as he walked over the Grass Blocks, feeling their real texture beneath his feet, along with the scent of grass carried on the breeze.
It was just like he'd really transmigrated into the world of MC.
Could he travel freely between the Douluo World and MC?
As soon as the thought crossed Tang Heng's mind, the familiar interface appeared before him. However, many of the settings buttons were gone, leaving only [Survival Mode], [Difficulty], and [Leave World].
If you wanted to get rich, you had to punch trees first.
That was how it usually went, but the village was right in front of him. He had to go loot—er, be a village hero.
Before heading over, Tang Heng dug up a few blocks of dirt, then tried building in midair in defiance of the laws of physics.
Well, it seemed they hadn't installed a realistic physics engine mod.
Ignoring the villagers, who looked dumb and vacant, Tang Heng headed straight for the huge piles of hay bales and the fields beside the village path.
After gathering the hay bales and vegetables, he moved on to the blacksmith's shop. Almost every village hero paid a visit to this treasure trove. It could provide iron tools or even diamonds early on, so there was no need to use that wooden pickaxe with only three durability.
Right in front of the armorer villager, Tang Heng eagerly opened the chest in his house.
"A few apples, three Iron Ingots, and an iron boot... Not bad, I guess."
Just then, the Iron Golem spawned in the village passed by the blacksmith's shop.
Tang Heng noticed a black Soul Ring circling the Iron Golem's feet. It meant that the creature had ten thousand years of cultivation, as reflected by its health, which far exceeded the usual maximum of one hundred.
Sure enough, this was the save he'd been using to reroll his starting world before he died suddenly. He just didn't know why some mods hadn't been implemented yet. The crafting menu didn't even show the SlashBlade he'd added.
"Hey, Brother Iron. Take it easy, Brother Iron."
Tang Heng greeted him with a smile, quickly replacing the iron axe in his inventory with his empty hand.
As if! If a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast-class Iron Golem punched him, wouldn't he end up scattered in pieces?
Tang Heng figured he could probably respawn in this world, but now that he had all five senses, he couldn't mess around like he had when playing the game. Getting hit would really hurt.
Since there were Soul Beasts here, could he also gain experience the way he had before, and raise his Soul Power Level?
At a thought, the Silver Dragon King Martial Soul possessed him, and a pair of silvery-white dragon wings shimmering with colorful light unfurled behind him.
Not only that, his appearance also changed when he switched Martial Souls.
In the reflection of the nearby river, his short, sleek black hair had turned into waist-length silver hair, cascading like a waterfall. His face had grown rounder and more delicate, and his bright blue almond-shaped eyes sparkled.
He looked just like Elaina as a child, with a few features he might have had if he'd been born female.
"Hmm, now I remember. These two Martial Souls weren't obtained on the same account. I must've rerolled a Silver Dragon King for my little sister's account before I died."
"And my little sister used Elaina's skin, so that's why I look like this?"
"But the Silver Dragon King, master of the elements, paired with a witch... It's a pretty good fit."
Looking at his reflection in the water, Tang Heng's lips curled into a faint smile. He spun around on the spot.
"Man, I look good!"
With a light beat of his wings, Tang Heng lifted off the ground and began to fly.
"Woohoo!"
Watching the village and Iron Golem grow smaller beneath him, feeling the cold wind rush toward him, he found the sensation of soaring through the sky without any tools utterly exhilarating.
After circling around, Tang Heng landed on a small hill not far from the village. Dandelions and sunflowers grew thickly there.
Through the flowers, he spotted a few little pink piggies, snuffling away.
"Three with fifty years of cultivation, and one with a hundred? Free experience packs are the best."
Smiling, Tang Heng took a carrot from his backpack. The little pigs smelled it and came snuffling over, all of them nudging him.
Having several pigs snout at your legs wouldn't feel good to anyone.
He switched straight back to the Gold Dragon King Martial Soul. His maximum health increased, and the damage dealt by his axe rose as well.
The little pigs, with a combined cultivation of no more than three hundred years, soon turned into pork scattered across the ground.
"My Soul Power really did increase. It's just that I haven't absorbed a Soul Ring yet, so I can't raise my Soul Power Level."
"Even if my Soul Power Level is limited by my Soul Ring and can't increase, my Soul Power can still accumulate."
Tang Heng wiped the blood off his iron axe with a piece of paper and looked toward the sheep and cows grazing in the distance.
Heh heh heh...
After an "intense" battle, Tang Heng had accumulated dozens of pieces of mutton and beef in his backpack, and a little Soul Power too.
Too bad he hadn't found a small animal with the right number of years. Otherwise, he could've broken through to Soul Scholar today.
Gobble, gobble~
Tang Heng wiped his sweat, and his stomach suddenly let out a protest.
"What the heck? Why is my hunger bar thicker than my health bar?"
Looking at the four full rows of chicken-leg icons in the bottom-right corner, Tang Heng was completely dumbfounded.
Perhaps this was the price of having the Twin Dragon King Martial Soul.
Dragons were proof of imperial authority! Eating a little extra was only natural.
The sun sank in the west, dyeing half the sky red. A square-edged moon, shaped just like the sun, rose from the other side.
Tang Heng could see monsters beginning to spawn around him: familiar Skeletons, Zombies, spiders, and Creepers.
He even spotted a Zombie with ten thousand years of cultivation, wearing Enchanted Diamond Armor and wielding an Enchanted Diamond Sword, riding a Zombie horse.
What fearsome presence! What murderous aura! The king's escort rode forth, displaying his might!
That sword would probably hurt a lot.
Tang Heng promptly beat a retreat to hide in the blacksmith's shop, using the armorer's furnace and rooftop to cook the meat he'd just gotten.
Sitting on the bed and eating grilled pork chops while watching the Iron Golem fight Zombies through the glass window was the height of comfort.
Iron Golem: "Whoever dares trespass on the village's land, I shall strike down!"
Zombie: "Hungry, hungry, hungry—"
After eating his fill, Tang Heng yawned and flopped straight onto the bed.
The bed was as if enchanted. In the blink of an eye, he was fast asleep.
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