Douluo Continent: Reborn Tang Hao, the strongest dad carries a sound system

"Do you have a Soul Master in your family?" she asked routinely.

"No," Xiao Wu shook her head, her tone natural. "Neither my parents are Soul Masters. I cultivated on my own."

Teacher Lin did not ask any further questions.

Such gifted commoner children are rare, but they do exist.

She filled out the form and took a key from the drawer.

"Class 1, Lower Grades, Room 205, Dormitory Building. Classes officially begin tomorrow."

"Thank you, teacher!" Xiao Wu took the keys and skipped out of the office.

Teacher Lin watched her leave, shook her head, and continued to organize the documents.

##Four

Xiao Wu took the key and ran all the way to the dormitory building.

When she went upstairs, the corridor was quiet, and most of the new students had already settled in.

She found room 205 and pushed the door open.

In the room, Ma Xiu was lying on the bed eating an apple, while Tang San was sitting by the window reading a book.

The two of them looked up at the unexpected guest at the door.

Matthew nearly dropped his apple: "You're... a woman?"

Xiao Wu glared at him: "Are you blind? Can't you see?"

Matthew choked for a moment and shrank his neck.

He really didn't react at first.

Notting College has separate dormitories for men and women, with the girls' dormitories in a separate building.

Why did this girl end up in the boys' dormitory?

"Did you go to the wrong place?" Matthew asked cautiously. "The girls' dormitory is in the building over there."

Xiao Wu looked down at the key in her hand, then at the house number, and said confidently, "That's right, the key the teacher gave me is 205."

Matthew: "..."

Tang San put down his book and said calmly, "There might have been a mistake when assigning dorm rooms. You should go to the teacher to change your room."

Xiao Wu tilted her head and looked at him, then at the two beds in the room.

One of them was Matthew's, with clothes and bedding piled up messily.

The other one is Tang San's, neatly arranged, with several books on the bedside table.

"Your bed?" she asked, pointing towards Tang San's side.

"Um."

"It's quite clean," Xiao Wu commented, then turned and walked out. "I'm going to find the teacher."

She came in a whirlwind and left in a whirlwind.

Matthew let out a long sigh of relief after the door closed, patting his chest: "That scared me to death. I thought I was really going to have to share a room with a girl."

Tang San smiled but didn't reply.

His gaze fell on the doorway, lost in thought.

The girl named Xiao Wu.

Her aura was somewhat peculiar.

Tang San couldn't quite put his finger on what was special about him, but there was just something indescribable about him.

It smells like... plants?

Or perhaps it's like the wind in the mountains?

He shook his head, dismissing the thought, and continued reading.

About fifteen minutes later, Xiao Wu returned.

This time, instead of pushing the door open, she leaned halfway in and called out:

"The teacher changed my ticket to 305! Sorry about that!"

"It's alright," Tang San said.

Matthew chimed in, "It's okay, it's okay!"

Xiao Wu smiled, shrank back, and the sound of her footsteps gradually faded away.

Matthew lay back on the bed and remarked, "This girl is quite impressive. She already has a soul ring at six years old, and it's a hundred-year-old soul ring. Just like you."

"Hmm," Tang San responded, his gaze fixed on the pages of the book, but he wasn't actually reading it.

He was thinking about a problem.

Why does that girl named Xiaowu remind him so much of... a plant?

It wasn't an ordinary plant, but an old tree that had grown for hundreds or thousands of years, exuding a heavy, time-worn aura.

He thought about it and realized that he might be overthinking things.

Perhaps it's because her martial spirit is a rabbit?

Rabbits eat grass, so they smell like grass?

Tang San secretly felt that this explanation was a bit far-fetched, but he couldn't think of a more reasonable explanation.

He closed the book, walked to the window, and opened it.

An autumn breeze blew in, carrying a hint of coolness.

On the playground downstairs, several older students were practicing martial arts, and the sounds of fists and feet clashing could be faintly heard.

Smoke billowed from the canteen chimney in the distance, and the aroma of food filled the air.

Everything was so ordinary.

Tang San took a deep breath and suppressed those strange thoughts.

"Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore."

He returned to his seat and opened the next book.

Outside Nottingham, on a small hill.

Tang Hao's perception remained locked onto Notting Academy.

Xiao Wu went from entering the admissions office to getting the key, then accidentally entering room 205 and being moved to room 305.

He saw the whole process clearly.

"205..." Tang Hao murmured, "On the same floor as San'er? Not the work-study dorm seven? It seems these are all butterfly effects."

He thought for a moment, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

In the original story, Xiao Wu and Tang San met in the same class and on the same floor of the dormitory building.

Moreover, it was dormitory number seven for work-study students.

Although the dormitory number has changed, the essence remains the same.

The two of them were still assigned to the same floor.

"The butterfly effect," Tang Hao shook his head, "is actually quite interesting."

He did not intervene.

Tang San and Xiao Wu's meeting was inevitable, and he had no intention of stopping it.

He won't intervene unless things are beyond his control.

but.

Tang Hao's eyes became deep.

He had to keep quiet about the fact that Xiao Wu was a 100,000-year-old soul beast in human form.

Once exposed, the Spirit Hall will mobilize all its forces, just like they did to hunt down Ah Yin back then.

"I will not let history repeat itself."

He spoke in a low voice, his tone calm but with an undeniable firmness.

He wouldn't let Ah Yin's tragedy happen to Tang San.

Regardless of who that person is.

Tang Hao withdrew his senses and closed his eyes again.

The wind on the hilltop gradually picked up, rustling the tree branches.

Dark clouds began to gather on the distant horizon, threatening rain.

Tang Hao sat motionless on the bluestone, like a sculpture.

His perception always enveloped Notting City, Notting Academy, and that little girl with the scorpion braid.

Everything is under control.

Night falls at Notting College.

Xiao Wu lay on the bed in room 305, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

My roommate is already asleep, breathing evenly and peacefully.

Xiao Wu stared at the ceiling with her eyes open, her mind a jumbled mess.

Today is her first day in Nottingham.

The city was bigger and more bustling than she had imagined.

People were coming and going on the street, chatting and laughing, which was completely different from the Starry Sky Forest where she had lived since childhood.

The forest is quiet, empty, and dangerous.

Everywhere you look, there are roars and battles of spirit beasts; every day could be your last.

And here.

Here you'll find warm beds, hot meals, and neighbors who won't eat you.

"The human world..."

Xiao Wu muttered something under her breath.

She remembered the boy she had seen in room 205 earlier that day.

Black hair, quiet, sitting by the window reading a book.

When she pushed the door open, he simply looked up at her, without making a fuss like the fat boy did, nor did he look at her with that strange gaze.

He just glanced at her calmly and naturally.

"What was his name again..." Xiao Wu thought for a moment, "Tang San?"

She turned over and buried her face in the pillow.

"Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore. Time to sleep."

Outside the window, the moon peeked out from behind the clouds, its silvery light streaming into the room and illuminating Xiao Wu's scorpion braid.

She closed her eyes and slowly fell asleep.

Outside Nottingham City, Tang Hao opened his eyes and glanced in the direction of Nottingham Academy.

In my perception, two tiny life forms were sleeping peacefully in the darkness.

One is in room 205, and the other is in room 305. One is calm and reserved, and the other is lively and agile.

"San'er," Tang Hao said in a low voice, "your life is about to turn a new page."

He paused, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Enjoy it."

The autumn wind blows across the mountaintop, swirling up a sky full of fallen leaves.

Tang Hao closed his eyes and continued his night watch.

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