Douluo Continent: I, Tang Wulin, a Kamen Rider

Chapter 16: Readers and Real Authors Offline

After finishing his meal, Tang Wulin asked Aunt Yin'er to take the satisfied Na'er home safely.
He then sent a message to his parents on the soul guide communicator. After everything was arranged, he calmly headed to Mangtian Studio.

As soon as I stepped into the studio, a young man in his twenties greeted me warmly.

"Hey, Wu Lin, you've finally arrived. Is it because your little Na'er is bothering you again today?"

Upon hearing this, Tang Wulin smiled awkwardly and quickly changed the subject.

"Ahem, Brother Long, let's not talk about that now. What tasks did the teacher assign today?"

Master Mangtian would assign Tang Wulin tasks every day, firstly to improve his forging skills, and secondly to make it easier for him to exchange the finished products he forged for money.

This is why he accidentally fell asleep in class today.

Every day, he would get up early and rush to school for classes. After school in the afternoon, he would hurry to work as a blacksmith. Even at night, he would spend time chatting, telling stories, and playing games with Na'er.

After his family had all gone to sleep, he still had to force himself to get up despite his exhaustion and stay up late writing and drawing.

Despite possessing the bloodlines of the ancient dragon and the blue silver emperor, his body could withstand such intense, continuous work, but he was mentally exhausted.

After all, even the mules in the production team probably couldn't withstand such torment... cough cough.

Ultimately, what frustrates him even more is that despite his hard work every day, those ungrateful readers still hurl insults at him online.

"You dog of an author, are you starving? Who's going to read this little bit of updates? The author next door is updating ten chapters a day!"

"You little brat, you dare to kill off Erii? Have the guts to fight me offline! I'll give you a handicap!"

"Yes, if you dare to break up our beloved couple, do you dare to post photos, reveal your name and real address?"

The thought of being exhausted after a long day, only to be threatened and intimidated by readers when he got home to write his novel made Tang Wulin shake his head helplessly.

Upon hearing Tang Wulin's question, Brother Long responded with a smile.

"There's quite a lot of work to do, go take a look. I'm even a little jealous of you, kid. You're so young, but your workload is almost as much as mine!"

The more forging tasks completed, the higher the income will naturally be.

Although his current income from forging is less than what he earns from writing novels, in this world, the higher the level of a blacksmith, the more astonishingly rich the rewards become in the later stages.

Furthermore, battle armor is closely linked to soul masters, making its status as important as that of alchemists and weapon refiners in other worlds.

Therefore, Tang Wulin never gave up studying forging techniques.

Of course, more importantly, he possessed the fantasy book of Ornn, the Mountain Flame, which made him incredibly adept at forging, like a dragon in water.

He even felt that the path of forging was tailor-made for him, and that he was like a cheat code in it, invincible.

Given this, how could he give up so easily?

After waving goodbye to Brother Long, Tang Wulin entered his studio.

On the forging table, raw materials were piled up like a mountain, and design drawings were placed next to them.

He glanced at the blueprints briefly, then skillfully picked up the tools and began the forging process.

The rhythmic clanging and banging echoed in the studio, drawing the attention of Brother Long, who was standing nearby.

"This kid is truly a monster! In less than half a month, he was gifted a pair of tungsten steel hammers by his teacher." Brother Long was filled with envy and admiration.

Mangtian has extremely strict requirements for forging. The fact that Tang Wulin was given the Longyuan tungsten steel hammer means that he has become a qualified blacksmith after only half a month of learning.

Although Brother Long didn't know exactly what level of blacksmith Tang Wulin was, it was an indisputable fact that Tang Wulin far surpassed him in terms of talent.

Here, with each swing of the hammer in his hand, Tang Wulin gradually entered a state of high concentration, immersing himself in the wondrous world of forging.

Once he gets into this state, these tasks are a piece of cake for him, and he completes them all smoothly in no time.

After all, the combined power of innate divine strength and a naturally forged sacred body should not be underestimated.

At this moment, his true forging skill has already reached the level of a first-grade forging.

The reason he hasn't broken through to the Spirit Forging stage is simply because his soul power level hasn't kept up.

Simply put, he has already reached the technical level, but his current strength is insufficient, and his own soul power does not support him to do so.

Not long after, Tang Wulin finished his task for the day, washed up, and went straight home. As for his salary, Mang Tian would deposit it into his account on time.

After Tang Wulin left, Master Mangtian slowly appeared. He gazed at the flawless, seemingly naturally formed forged works and couldn't help but feel a surge of emotions.

"This kid is truly a once-in-a-lifetime genius! It's only been a short time..."

"It seems I absolutely cannot stick to old ways and jeopardize this child's bright future. This time, even if it costs me my reputation, I must find him a good place..."

……

Just as Tang Wulin reached his front door and before he could even take out his keys, he sensed a familiar presence rapidly approaching.

Immediately afterwards, a slender figure shimmering with silver-white light darted to the door like lightning and nimbly opened it.

Before he could react, a small body eagerly rushed into his arms.

At the same time, a clear and sweet voice called out "Brother!" rang in his ears.

Tang Wulin instinctively reached out and caught it steadily, a gentle smile instantly appearing on his face.

He looked down at Na'er in his arms, his eyes full of doting affection.

Na'er hugged his neck tightly, rubbing her little head against his chest like a spoiled kitten.

At this moment, her mother Lang Yue's teasing voice drifted from inside the house.

"Oh dear, let me see who this distinguished guest is!"

"Hey, isn't this the famous author 'Invincible Tyrannosaurus Warrior of the Universe,' the one whose countless online readers want to send him razor blades?"

As Lang Yue spoke, she walked out of the house with light steps, a loving smile on her face and joyful light in her eyes.

Hearing his mother's teasing, Tang Wulin smiled helplessly, then affectionately patted Na'er's head before carrying her slowly into the house.

"Mom, please stop teasing me."

Yes, because the impact of romance novels on this world is simply too exaggerated.

So even Lang Yue, who is already a mother, can't help but follow these romance novels created by her son.

Then, Lang Yue naturally joined the attack from those CP (couple) fans.

Moreover, unlike those online readers, Lang Yue's reader can actually find his real-life counterpart through the internet.

Therefore, whenever the relationship between the male and female protagonists in the story encounters setbacks...

Tang Wulin will then experience the "greatness" of maternal love and the "resentment" of the readers.

Thinking of this, Tang Wulin quickly changed the subject.

"Oh, right, Mom, I brought you a gift. See if you like it."

As he spoke, he made a magician's gesture, gently waving his hand to the side and producing a box of exquisite cosmetics.

The cosmetics were beautifully packaged, with gorgeous patterns printed on the box, which shimmered softly under the light.

When Lang Yue saw the cosmetics, her eyes lit up and her smile became even brighter.

She quickly reached out and took it, saying, "Hmm, it seems I was mistaken. You're not that damned Tyrannosaurus Warrior, but my sweet and obedient son."

That's right. Over the years, Tang Wulin has earned a lot of League Coins through live streaming and writing novels, so his family is no longer short of money to buy a box of cosmetics.

But this was a gift that my son picked out himself, so it has a completely different meaning.

Therefore, considering the sentiment behind this gift, Lang Yue decided to be merciful and temporarily let go of this dog of an author who always causes trouble for the romance between the male and female protagonists.

However, thinking of this, another person's image suddenly and involuntarily appeared in Lang Yue's mind.

Seeing this, she frowned slightly, but still said, "By the way, my dear son, your Aunt Yin..."

Meanwhile, Tang Wulin seemed to have anticipated his mother's question, and interrupted her with a smile before she could finish speaking.

"Don't worry, Mom. I've already prepared Aunt Yin's gift. I'll give it to her in person when I go to school tomorrow."

As he spoke, he patted his chest, his smile confident and resolute, as if he were assuring his mother of something very important.

(End of this chapter)