Chapter 9: Social Death Duguyan
"Ah~"

"It's so comfortable, this is life."

"Hongjun, go back and persuade your master to upgrade the facilities in the academy. I don't want to continue living in that shabby house. It feels worse than home."

Xie Mo rolled around on the bed wrapped in a soft quilt. After coming to Douluo Continent for a few years, he finally recovered the living standard of his previous life. It was really a disgrace for a time traveler.

"Brother Mo, I will try my best. I will try my best."

Although they had only been in contact for a few days, Ma Hongjun realized the stingy nature of his cheap master. However, he was even more moved by the fact that Flanders did not hesitate to pay the price and asked for help in curing the evil fire.

With a wry smile on his face, Ma Hongjun stuffed a piece of pastry on the table and his eyes widened instantly. He had never eaten such delicious food in his life. This was the first time he had eaten pastry.

"Brother Mo, come and eat, this is delicious!"

Ma Hongjun immediately wanted to share the things with his elder brother.

"You eat first, I'm not hungry yet."

When he thought about facing Dugu Bo, the moody guy, he lost his appetite.

But he really wanted to become Dugu Bo's disciple. Apart from anything else, after gaining Dugu Bo's trust, he could use the Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire at will.

Moreover, he can instantly defect with Dugu Bo's resources. He can follow the protagonists to see what Shura God is like, or he can directly join the Spirit Hall to help the other party establish a country. Dugu Bo's ultimate weapon is quite valuable.

Of course, after receiving his golden finger, Xie Mo believed that the power of the male god was invincible.

Being able to grow up under the protection of Dugu Bo, and then sweep across the continent, establish an empire, and unify the world, this is the consciousness of unity rooted in the blood, and there are still too many voices on this continent.

The creaking sound of the door interrupted Xie Mo's fantasy, and a little head popped out. It was Oscar who came out of his room. In this strange place, although Xie Mo and the other man had given him a very different experience, he still subconsciously looked for them.

The three of them sat around the table looking at each other. After such an awkward opening, although they said they knew each other, they still didn't know what to say.

"Ahem, do you want to try my sausage? It's delicious."

Oscar was the first to break the silence. He remembered that their opening would start with martial spirit, so he introduced his martial spirit.

"My first soul skill is the recovery sausage. It is very effective in restoring physical strength and soul power, and it tastes good. However, the soul summoning spell is a bit awkward. I don't know if you can accept it."

Oscar's face was slightly flushed. As an eight-year-old boy, he already knew a lot of knowledge. You know, the age of him and Ma Hongjun added together is equivalent to the age of his father when he was born. Eight years old is not young.

"It's okay. We will be brothers in the future. We will definitely eat your sausages. It's better to try it now."

Xie Mo didn't mind the other party's weird soul curse. He used to love eating these sausages. Even if he thought about that aspect, he was still afraid of Oscar when he took a bite.

Ma Hongjun nodded frantically, and whatever Mo Ge said was what it came down to.

As the eldest brother, Brother Mo has a lot to consider, and as the younger brother, he just needs to be obedient.

Oscar showed joy on his face. When he first acquired this soul skill, he was laughed at by the teachers in the academy. He was ignorant before, but later he realized how embarrassing it was after learning all that knowledge.

"I have a big sausage."

Oscar chanted a soul spell, and two sausages appeared out of thin air in his hands. He then handed one to each of them.

"Carnivorous food-type soul masters have always been the most popular."

Xie Mo praised it, then took a bite.

Ok?
Something tastes wrong?
Doesn’t taste the same as you remember?
He took another bite and looked at the broken end of the sausage.

Well, it’s pure meat sausage. No wonder it tastes a bit strange, I’ve never eaten it before.

The sausage actually only looked like a meat sausage. As soon as he swallowed it, it turned into a warm current flowing through Xie Mo's body, and the drowsiness he had just felt while lying on the bed disappeared instantly. "The effect is very good."

Xie Mo gave the other party a thumbs up.

Since the Golden Finger is an ability of Pig Man of the first generation of soul rings, he has already seen his future self without blue kidneys. The food-based soul skills that can replenish soul power are worthy of his attention, not to mention that this is a carnivorous martial soul, which tastes much better.

Oscar scratched his head and chuckled. After experiencing both ice and fire, he finally realized his own weakness.

So he decided that he might as well... just cling to someone powerful.

There is no way I can win a fight, not in this lifetime, so I can only suck up to others and fish in the team every day.

As long as he has a good relationship with the two of them, their strength means Oscar's strength.

There was a sudden knock on the door. Ma Hongjun thought his master had come, so he swallowed the sausage in one gulp and got up to open the door.

Who would have thought that when the door opened, it turned out to be a beautiful older sister with short purple hair, followed by another sister in a white veil.

Ma Hongjun, who had never seen such a scene before, was suddenly at a loss. He turned around and quickly trotted to Xie Mo's side.

"Brother Mo, this is a sister I don't know."

Ma Hongjun suddenly felt a little hot, but something seemed wrong, so he quickly suppressed it with his soul power.

"Are you the geniuses that Grandpa Ye mentioned?"

Dugu Yan pulled her good sisters straight into the house, and after a quick glance she found that there were only three little kids here. She raised her eyebrows slightly and asked arrogantly.

"I don't dare to call myself a genius. I'm just a little bit more talented than ordinary people."

As soon as Xie Mo saw the short purple hair and white veil, he knew who the visitor was. Only they would be so casual in Ye Mansion.

Seeing Dugu Yan coming up to ask questions, the humility in his blood made him raise his right hand and pinch his thumb and index finger together, leaving only a tiny gap.

"Really? Grandpa Ye thinks highly of you guys, can you introduce you guys to my sister?"

Seeing that Ye Wuyou only recommended a child of six or seven years old, Dugu Yan was too embarrassed to pursue the matter further. She was just curious about what kind of genius Ye Wuyou was talking about.

"Ma Hongjun, innate soul power level nine."

After being gently poked by Xie Mo, Ma Hongjun gave out his name and innate soul power.

"Thank you Mo, the innate soul power is full."

"Oscar, innate full soul power."

The three of them introduced themselves one by one, but their plain words made Dugu Yan's smiling face freeze instantly, and then a blush crept up on her face.

Dugu Yan covered her face and bent down slightly. What was she doing? Was she asking for humiliation?

Ahhhh! How shameful!
Surprise flashed in Ye Lingling's clear eyes, and a slight smile appeared on her cold face. This good friend of hers was really waiting to be humiliated.

"Ahem, what a genius."

"But having talent does not mean one will become a talent in the future. Ultimately it all depends on how hard the soul master works, how much time he spends practicing every day, and how much time he wastes..."

Dugu Yan tried hard to save her reputation.

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