[Douluo Era 1, Di Tian]: "All right, Deep Sea Demonic Whale King, enough!"
[Douluo Era 1, Di Tian]: "Your inability to become a god has nothing to do with these human deities. Or rather, it's the opposite..."
[Douluo Era 1, Deep Sea Demonic Whale King]: "The opposite of what? Di Tian, tell me!"
[Douluo Era 1, Di Tian]: "Forget it. You'll find out one day."
[Douluo Era 1, Di Tian]: "Judging by how this Light Screen is going, sooner or later it'll start cursing us, too. Just wait and see."
[Douluo Era 1, Deep Sea Demonic Whale King]: "Wait for your mother! I'm going to see what else this Light Screen has to say!"
[Douluo Era 1, Deep Sea Demonic Whale King]: "And this Tang San's daughter—I have a feeling that Tang San and I are destined to become enemies! I want to see where his family came from!"
[Douluo Era 1, Tang San]: "Oh? Is that so?"
Douluo Era 2.
Shrek Academy.
Wang Dong'er was completely shaken.
She, Wang Dong'er, was Tang Wutong herself.
It was just that her memories had been sealed, her past altered, and even her soul seemed to have been carefully arranged like a script.
Then who was she, really?
Wang Dong'er hadn't even had time to read further. Just this opening alone had left her mind reeling, bringing her to the brink of collapse.
"How could I possibly be someone else?"
She murmured to herself, her voice full of disbelief:
"I have my own soul, my own memories, my own experiences... I don't even know anyone named Tang Wutong!"
"Then who am I?!"
At that moment, her mind was a blur. It was as if she'd been suddenly wrenched from the familiar world and plunged into a strange, absurd abyss.
Wang Dong'er was utterly stunned, consumed by doubts about her own existence.
After all, her memories were so complete.
Every moment, from childhood to the present, was clear and easy to trace. How could there be no trace of Tang Wutong?
She stared at the Light Screen, her brows drawing tighter and tighter.
"These people all seem to believe what the Light Screen says... Doesn't that mean it's telling the truth?"
"If that's true, then my father is that man named Tang San?"
"He's my father, and he still split up my memories?"
"This... what kind of normal father does that?"
She quietly repeated Tang San's name, resolving to watch the Light Screen to the end and learn the truth.
She wanted to see for herself just what kind of person this mysterious father she'd never met was.
At the same time, a stubborn defiance welled up inside her.
"Besides, in my memories, my father has always been a vague shadow who was never home!"
"The father I remember isn't some Tang San!"
"At most, I've heard that name in legends."
"I have to find out whether this Tang San is really my father!"
"And whether he even deserves to be my father!!"
Wang Dong'er still had a practical, stubborn streak. She was nothing like the Tang Wutong of the future, who would obey Tang San in everything.
To her, Tang San was nothing but a father in name—a man who had fathered her but never raised her.
At the thought, her expression darkened little by little.
Douluo Era 2.
The grounds of Shrek Academy.
Huo Yuhao stared fixedly at the Light Screen, his lips trembling.
"Impossible! How could this be? Wang Dong was a girl in disguise? She's a girl?"
He sprang to his feet, then dropped back down.
"No, she isn't just called Wang Dong'er—she's Tang Wutong?"
"She's Senior Tang San's daughter? A deity who secretly descended to the mortal world?"
"And Senior Tang San is the legendary first-generation Shrek Seven Devils member, the hero of the entire Douluo Continent!"
"Good grief, this means I've crossed ten thousand years of history, and the friend beside me is the daughter of someone from ten thousand years ago?"
Huo Yuhao clutched his head, his voice cracking.
"Wang Dong, the one who fights with me every day and steals my blankets—is a god? And a girl?"
He got to his feet and paced wildly, flailing his hands.
"I don't get it! Even if her memories were sealed and she thought she was the young master of the Clear Sky Sect, why did she come to Shrek disguised as a boy?"
"Why did she have to become my roommate?"
He stopped, his chest heaving.
"What was she after? What was she trying to do?"
"A god came to share a dorm room with me, calling me brother. Does that make any sense?"
Huo Yuhao looked up at the Light Screen, his expression changing.
"Wait. Was it really just a coincidence that she became my roommate?"
He bit his lip.
"There were so many new students and so many dorm rooms. Why did she happen to sleep in the bunk above mine?"
"Why did she happen to pick a fight with me on the first day of school, then become my best friend?"
He clenched his fists until his knuckles turned white.
"No! Were all those coincidences arranged?"
"Why do I keep feeling... as if no matter which way I go, I'll always end up meeting her. As if..."
He struggled to force out the rest.
"As if I've been set up."
"I was bound to meet Wang Dong'er, bound to become her... what?"
"Roommate? Or something else?"
Huo Yuhao shut his eyes and shook his head hard, but the thoughts had already taken root.
"I don't understand... I really don't understand..."
His voice was full of confusion and a fear he didn't want to admit.
Though he had no proof, somehow Huo Yuhao seemed to sense that something was going on.
Douluo Era 1.
Notting Academy.
Tang San stared at the Light Screen, frozen in place.
After a long while, he turned to Xiao Wu.
"Xiao Wu, did you see that? We really get married in the future?"
His voice trembled, but he was overjoyed.
"And we both become gods! You and I—we both become gods!"
He grabbed Xiao Wu's hand, gripping it tightly.
"That's wonderful! We'll be together in the future, get married, and become gods!"
"I can't believe it!"
Tang San had always liked Xiao Wu, and now he could barely contain his excitement.
Who could have imagined that he would really marry the girl he liked in the future—and become a god, too?
That meant his future was going to be unbelievably awesome!
Xiao Wu, however, lowered her head, the tips of her ears turning bright red.
"Hmph, you're getting excited too soon."
"I don't want to be your wife. I want to be your little sister."
Tang San's smile froze.
"Your little sister? Xiao Wu, you don't want to be with me?"
"Did I do something wrong? I'll work hard to grow stronger..."
Seeing how flustered he was, Xiao Wu burst out laughing.
"Silly, I was teasing you."
She put her hands on her hips and lifted her chin, her face still flushed and her tone imperious.
"Hmph, whether you're good or not, you'll have to take care of me and protect me forever."
"Otherwise... I won't be your wife."
Tang San froze for a moment, then his smile shone brighter than the sun.
"Xiao Wu! Don't worry. I'll protect you."
"For this life, the next life, forever!"
"Even if I die, I won't let anyone hurt you!"
Xiao Wu turned her head away, unable to keep the corners of her mouth from rising.
"Hmph, that's more like it."
The two looked up at the Light Screen, their clasped hands still joined.
"Then let's keep watching the Light Screen. Even if you and I end up together in the future, our daughter doesn't seem very reassuring..."
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