Douluo Continent, Huo Yuhao who returned from Sekiro

Chapter 37 You call this a support system?

The senior in purple was even more enthusiastic than Tang Ya, leaving Huo Yuhao somewhat at a loss for words. However, Huo Yuhao still accepted the senior's kindness, as the senior in purple was practically overflowing with enthusiasm.

A large hand patted Huo Yuhao's shoulder, almost making him stumble. No matter how you looked at it, the other party clearly regarded Huo Yuhao as his newly recruited subordinate and was obviously going to introduce his little brother to his friends.

"Senior, I'm not sure how to address you yet. My name is Huo Yuhao, and yours is Huo Yuhao."

Huo Yuhao tried to regain control of the conversation, but he soon realized that his actions were as pathetic as a lone boat in a raging storm, making only futile struggles.

"Ah, Chico (brother), you have a really good name. I bet your mom is well-educated. My name is Jiechu (Outstanding), yes, the word used to praise people. I told my mom that the name sounds stupid, but she immediately told me that my uncle's brothers are named Gaoshang (Noble) and Gaoming (Brilliant). There's absolutely nothing wrong with my name."

Jiechu shook his head, looking at Huo Yuhao with great admiration, and continued in a loud voice, his accent mixed with some regional accents: "I'll take you to my friend's shop first, and then maybe we can go to my mom's shop for a drink. Seriously, bro, your grilled fish is amazing! If you didn't already have six grilled fish on your stall, I would have sat down here today and eaten as much as you could!"

Outstanding's rapid-fire words left Huo Yuhao somewhat overwhelmed. If Huo Yuhao were to draw a comparison with his previous embarrassing experience, he would probably have to go back to when the Sword Saint Ashina Isshin fought him, and halfway through the fight, he suddenly pulled out a repeating musket from his pocket and fired six shots at Huo Yuhao's face.

"Brother Jie, eating too much grilled fish can get cloying. It's nice to eat it once or twice occasionally, but after that, you'll feel nauseous just thinking about it for a long time."

Huo Yuhao scratched his head shyly, barely managing to find a topic he could continue the conversation from the other person's words.

"Hey, Chico (bro), that's not right of you," Zhuojie said, raising an eyebrow. "Putting aside how delicious your grilled fish is, you can't get tired of it. Even if you do get nauseous from eating too much, that's a problem for later. What does it have to do with me right now?"

Huo Yuhao was stunned by Zhuo Jie's words. To be honest, Zhuo Jie's words did indeed contain some philosophical meaning.

However, Huo Yuhao felt something was off when such profound and thought-provoking words came from the mouth of such a burly man who wore gold bracelets on his wrists and gold chains around his neck, and whose meals looked like they could feed several children.

As if knowing Huo Yuhao's inner thoughts, Jie Chu laughed heartily, and after tidying up all the remaining items on Huo Yuhao's stall, he said:

"The greatest sins often stem from greed. This statement is more profound than the one I just mentioned. Don't ask me what it means, I don't know either. My buddy said it, and I learned the previous statement from him. I'll introduce you to him next time."

Huo Yuhao's lips twitched almost imperceptibly. Putting everything else aside, Huo Yuhao was now quite certain that meeting Jie Chu today might be his biggest gain. In the future, the help Jie Chu could bring him might far exceed the little over one hundred gold soul coins he earned from selling grilled fish today.

After all, this guy's network of connections is damn messy!

After packing up the barbecue utensils, Huo Yuhao followed Jie Chu, circling around from the East Gate until they turned into a small alley. Following the alley downhill, they finally found the secondhand soul tool repair shop located deep inside. The six characters on the shop sign, "Hutu Soul Tool Repair," had become somewhat blurred due to the passage of time.

To be honest, Huo Yuhao had doubts several times along the way, wondering if he had been tricked by Jie Chuan. The other party just had a keen eye and immediately saw the rich value of the grilled fish sauce in his hand, and planned to find a place to cook it for him.

But when he saw what could only be described as a 'muddled soul-guiding repairman' buried beneath Shrek City, Huo Yuhao still turned to look at Jie Chu with a shocked expression: "How did you find such a remote place the first time, brother?!"

When Huo Yuhao asked him this, Jiechu looked embarrassed for the first time. He scratched his head and said, "Haha, a few years ago, I went out drinking with my roommate. After drinking too much, I couldn't find my way back to school. I just walked and walked until I collapsed in front of this shop. Luckily, my buddy saw me when he went out to get some fresh air and dragged me inside to sober up."

Huo Yuhao could only silently admire such an outstanding and unconventional life experience.

He abruptly pulled open the half-closed roller shutter door, kicked away the sign placed at the entrance that was clearly meant to remind people that the business was not open, and pulled Huo Yuhao inside in a nonchalant manner.

"Brother Jie, isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

In an instant, Huo Yuhao's young heart was greatly shocked.

"Chico (brother), don't worry, Lao Ning and I are sworn brothers. Even if I kick down his notice board, as long as I don't touch his half-finished soul tools, even if I rip the sky apart, he'll have to bear it with me."

"Hey hey hey, why is a dog barking in the middle of the day? Don't you know it's very rude to disturb someone's nap, you dog?"

A man wearing a greasy dark blue short-sleeved shirt walked up to Jiechu while cursing and punched him. Then, almost simultaneously, the two opened their arms and their solid chests collided heavily with a loud bang, which startled Huo Yuhao.

The man was only a little over 1.7 meters tall. Although his muscles weren't particularly large, they looked like lumps of iron. But judging from the shockwave from their embrace, he was probably a powerful attack-type Soul Master, similar to Jack.

Of course, what attracted Huo Yuhao the most was not the man's muscles, but his right hand.

Although the man's hands were wrapped in black cloth, all five fingers were still exposed. His little finger, ring finger, and middle finger all emitted a metallic black light. Huo Yuhao was very familiar with this. It seemed that the owner of the repair shop in front of him also had an unknown past.

"Yuhao, let me introduce you. This is my brother, Ning Ge, a level 51 support-type Soul King."

Sure enough, with such a muscular physique, Huo Yuhao knew that this must be a dominant top.

Suddenly, Huo Yuhao abruptly turned his head to look at Jie Chu.

What did you just say? Support class?

The greatest sins often stem from greed, not poverty. — Aristotle

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

There won't be too many original characters. Both Jiechu and Ningge represent forces that Xiaoyuhao will have to associate with. As the chosen one, this kind of treatment isn't unreasonable, is it? (Sincerely)

(End of this chapter)