Eating Is a Major Matter in Life

The contents grew increasingly absurd, and the Roulette even reminded him that the reward pool could be refreshed for free.

Although only he could see the Roulette, Chen An still instinctively looked around warily.

He recalled the Roulette's first rule: all drawn contents and probabilities were random.

He mulled over those words repeatedly, scooped up a handful of river water, and splashed it over his face as though accepting some kind of spiritual baptism.

He had previously worried that he was growing too slowly, worried that the later stages of Douluo III would stir up trouble. Now, that was no longer a problem.

He went ashore, dried himself off, and prepared for this reward with utmost seriousness.

He calculated the uses of each section one by one—whatever he drew would not be a loss, but he still secretly hoped to get a low-probability reward.

Unsure whether the refreshed reward pool would be better than this one, Chen An felt these sections had already exceeded his expectations and pressed the button directly.

This wait was longer than any before it.

The Roulette gradually slowed, its pointer lazily passing over the 30% Soul Power section.

Rising five levels would let him get another draw early. That would be pretty good too.

Just as he thought that, the pointer shifted a few more degrees and moved toward the 5% section.

Obtained Additional Sequence Talent 199: Luck [5%]

This talent had only one description: a lucky person.

Then, beneath Bloodline on his information panel, a Talent section appeared.

[Sequence Talent 199: Luck (Level 1)]

Chen An stared at the talent for a long while. If he remembered correctly, this sequence was not native to Douluo.

Since it had been stuffed together with the other miraculous sections, it had to be extraordinary too—probably something on a conceptual level.

"It has levels, so what are the conditions for leveling up?"

The moment he spoke, a line of text appeared: the [Luck] talent would slowly grow over time.

Chen An began looking forward to what might appear in the next reward pool. After getting dressed, he sensed Na'er's general direction and continued toward Shrek City.

He traveled slowly. Aside from days when he overslept, Chen An also meditated and cultivated while resting at night.

Perhaps it was Luck's effect. Sometimes, while merely lying on the grass to rest, a ripe fruit would happen to fall into his casually outstretched hand.

When thirsty, he would find Clear River after pushing through a few patches of grass. When cold, a strong wind would blow in from somewhere carrying a sturdy cloth robe.

Chen An felt like a traveler favored by fate, walking toward the opening curtain of his journey.

After entering Shrek City, the sheer number of high-level Soul Masters within the city forced Na'er to completely conceal her aura, limiting the Dragon Scale's ability to guide Chen An.

This was the part that took the most time. He could only rely on luck.

At a breakfast stall on a sparsely populated street, the goods had just been set out. The clerk had barely turned her head when the steamer full of buns was pried open by some unknown thing.

Hearing the sound, the clerk whipped around and tilted her head as she looked around twice.

No one was there.

The clerk blinked and headed toward the kitchen.

"Why have I been so jumpy lately?"

In her blind spot, a small head darted out from beneath the table.

When the clerk came back and lifted the steamer lid, she counted the buns and scratched her neck in confusion.

Thinking she had opened it wrong, she covered it again.

"Did I see that wrong?"

Only then did she notice the Federal Credits pinned to the edge of the table so they would not blow away.

The silver-haired girl happily wandered the streets while eating the food she had traded for by acting cute.

"The human world is completely different from what they said."

Yet after finishing what she held and taking only a few steps, her stomach started growling again.

"Mm... I'm hungry again."

She rubbed her stomach with a wrinkled little face, lowered her head, and weaved through the crowd.

As she passed down a street, the scent of food suddenly drifted into her nose. She immediately raised her head, her eyes sparkling.

"A new flavor!"

She quickened her pace and jogged along the scent.

She was running too fast to slow down at the corner, and she crashed solidly into another person wearing a cloth robe.

"Ow!" The silver-haired girl fell onto the ground, clutching her forehead as tears nearly welled up from the pain. "That hurt..."

The Chen An she had hit also clutched his chest, enduring a dull ache for two seconds.

He raised his head and froze for a moment.

His peripheral vision instinctively swept over the surrounding crowd. After confirming the target before him, he brushed the dust off himself and reached out to help Na'er up.

After wandering around the city for so many days, he had finally found her.

Though he already knew the answer, he asked, "Are you okay?"

Na'er shook her head. "Thank you, I'm fine."

Their gazes met. Na'er's eyes widened as a strange sense of familiarity surged into her heart.

Seeing her confused expression, Chen An pulled open his shirt at the chest, revealing the pattern on his scales to identify himself.

"You are... No..."

Recognizing where that pattern came from, she let go of Chen An's hand, turned, and ran away.

"No! The human world is so fun. I don't want to go back."

Chen An did not try to stop her. Watching the girl's retreating back, he rubbed his struck chest once more.

That brief contact just now had produced a peculiar reaction. It was probably because of some connection between the Dragon Scale and its original body.

Only after seeing her about to run far away did Chen An slowly follow.

Na'er puffed out her round cheeks as she continued wandering through the city. Not every shop gave her snacks just because she was a child, and without enough Federal Credits, she had been hungry the whole time.

"My personality and power were split in two, so why wasn't my appetite split too? I can't get full at all..."

Perhaps she had run out of strength. She sat at an empty stairway entrance and stared longingly at the food across the street.

After wandering for so many days, her clothes had become somewhat dirty. Anyone unaware of the truth might have thought someone was abusing the child.

"Grrr~"

Her stomach still demanded food. Na'er curled up sadly and buried her face between her knees.

After a few breaths, a fragrance seemed to draw near.

Na'er's ears twitched. She abruptly looked up, and a fresh, large bun swayed before her eyes.

!

Her eyes lit up. She reached out to grab it, but missed.

The bun moved back a little. Na'er grabbed again, and the bun continued dodging.

The third time, unwilling to accept defeat, she pounced forward with her whole body.

As she snatched it, her head struck Chen An's chest again. The impact made Chen An stagger back a few steps. She really did not hold back, but this strike made Chen An even more certain of something.

The last time he had felt this way was while soaking in the river.

After devouring the Dragon Scale, Na'er seemed to have become something that resonated with his bloodline as well. He would need to investigate further to confirm it.

Na'er stuffed the bun into her mouth in one bite, and the dejected expression on her face vanished completely.

"Even if you tempt me with food—" she chewed, "—I absolutely won't—" she chewed again, "—go back!"

Chen An felt that she had misunderstood something. He spread his hands, while Na'er became vigilant like a kitten and shuffled back two steps.

"I never said I was here to take you back. I just came to discuss something with you."

Na'er examined him carefully. "You came to find me?"

Chen An nodded. "That's right. The human world is fun, isn't it? There are so many interesting and delicious things."

At the mention of food, Na'er instantly perked up, her eyes shining.

"But..."

Hearing words that suggested conditions, she immediately became wary again.

"It was Lord Di Tian's order, but if I truly return empty-handed, the next person sent to invite you won't be me.

I'm not in a hurry to send you back. In fact, I can even provide your meals. In exchange, once you've had enough fun, go back when the time comes. There are some matters that still require you."

As he spoke, Chen An pulled another fragrant, large bun from inside his clothes. Na'er stared at it without blinking.

She stood there and blinked, pointing at herself with a small finger. "Me?"

Instead of telling her what he needed, Chen An gestured for her to come closer with the hand holding the food.

No matter how unwilling she was, Na'er inched forward, drawn by the scent.

She looked at the bun, then at Chen An's expression indicating that it was for her.

Na'er quickly snatched the bun, turned her head, and began gnawing on it.

"Fine." She chewed. "I'll hear what you want."