Douluo Continent: I, Tang Wulin, a Kamen Rider

Chapter 163 Damn it, Tang Wulin is still chasing me!

At this point, Tang Wulin looked intently into Mo Wu's eyes.

Upon hearing this, Mo Wu solemnly replied, "Of course, the people of Tiandou City will not forget them."

“Every warrior who bravely sacrificed their life to protect their homeland will become a shining star in the long history of Tiandou City. We will hold a grand and solemn memorial ceremony to ensure that their names and deeds will be remembered forever.”

"Furthermore, Tiandou City will provide the best possible care and support for their families, ensuring that the heroes' loved ones are never left heartbroken or disillusioned!"

"And I understand what you mean. Since it's an agreement, a man will definitely keep his promise."

"Therefore, your and your partners' names will not appear in future reports; only a few nameless heroes who stood up for justice and acted bravely will be mentioned."

Seeing this, Tang Wulin finally felt relieved.

"By the way, Wu Lin, you've been busy rescuing people all day, you must not have had much rest. I've arranged a welcome banquet for you. Don't worry, it's a private club, there won't be any reporters or other unauthorized personnel."

Upon hearing this, Tang Wulin subconsciously rubbed his rumbling stomach and then nodded slightly in response.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Uncle Mo."

The door to the private room slowly opened, and a group of graceful and beautiful waitresses walked in.

They gently lifted their delicate hands, steadily carrying steaming plates that exuded an enticing aroma.

The first dish to catch everyone's eye was the famous Thousand-Year-Old Earth Dragon Tendon.

It was just a small piece taken from that incredibly precious thousand-year-old earth dragon tendon, and no one knows how long it was stewed under the careful cooking fire in that furnace.

The earthworm tendons presented to everyone at this moment had a warm and lustrous color, a soft and glutinous texture, and a rich and fresh aroma that instantly filled the entire private room.

With just a slight sniff, everyone felt as if their blood and qi were being drawn by some mysterious force, surging involuntarily, while their mouths watered and they drooled.

The rice paired with this ancient earth dragon tendon is the top-grade Moonlight Rice.

This rice grows in the harsh, extremely cold far north, with a long growth cycle that takes three years to harvest, making it extremely rare and precious.

Moonlight Rice itself has a unique shape, resembling a bright new moon, with a faint layer of silver light on it, as if it were moistened by the essence of the moon.

Its aroma is refreshing, like a mountain spring flowing by, soothing and delightful; it is sweet and refreshing on the palate, with a long-lasting aftertaste.

The exquisite Moonlight Rice and the braised thousand-year-old earthworm tendon create a wonderful flavor that defies description; it is truly a luxurious feast for the taste buds.

Mo Wu's gaze inadvertently swept over the last chef who brought in the plates, and his eyes flickered slightly, as if he had noticed something unusual.

He didn't say much, but quickly turned around, a warm smile on his face, and greeted everyone enthusiastically.

"I never expected that the master chef would be on duty today. What a coincidence! It seems we'll be able to enjoy a feast today. Come on, everyone, no need to stand on ceremony, just eat to your heart's content."

Upon hearing this, the crowd, whose mouths were already watering from the delicious food on the table, could no longer contain themselves and immediately picked up their bowls and chopsticks, eagerly beginning to feast.

For a moment, the only sounds in the private room were the clinking of bowls and chopsticks and the exclamations of praise from the guests, weaving together a joyful symphony of food.

Just as Tang Wulin was about to pass the prawns from his plate to Xiaoyu beside him, he saw the chef, who had finished serving the dishes, gently step forward.

"This shrimp is called the Red Jade Shrimp. Although it can replenish blood and energy, it is only suitable for someone like you with abundant blood and energy, like a dragon."

"Given the child's current physical condition, unless you want the child to be unable to sleep for three days, it's best not to do that."

His voice was deep and gentle, yet it exuded an undeniable professionalism.

As they were talking, the chef clapped his hands, and then a pretty waitress brought in a plate of fragrant meat porridge.

"The secret recipe lean meat porridge promotes blood circulation, removes blood stasis, calms the mind and nourishes the body. It can not only warm and nourish the body, but also give her a perfect sleep experience."

The chef introduced the congee in a soft voice, which seemed to carry the warmth of the porridge itself.

As they spoke, the chef slowly placed the porridge in front of Xiaoyu.

Xiaoyu was slightly taken aback, then looked at Tang Wulin with a hint of doubt and dependence in her eyes.

In response, Tang Wulin stared intently at the chef in front of him, who appeared to be no different from an ordinary person, without saying a word.

His gaze was piercing, as if trying to see through the chef's appearance and discover his true intentions.

The chef smiled slightly, looking at Tang Wulin with a kind and unwavering expression, a smile that seemed to dispel all doubts and suspicions.

After a while, it seemed that she realized the chef in front of her really didn't mean any harm.

Tang Wulin's tense body finally relaxed as if a taut bowstring had been released, and he smiled slightly at Xiaoyu, a smile that was both comforting and reassuring.

"It's alright, Xiaoyu. I was careless. This uncle is right. Your body is still developing, so drinking porridge is more suitable for you."

Upon hearing this, Xiaoyu's bewildered eyes cleared, and without hesitation, she grabbed the spoon and began to sip the drink.

Seeing this, Tang Wulin smiled slightly, picked up the red jade shrimp from his plate, put it in front of him, removed the head and tail, and put the shrimp meat into his mouth.

Strangely, the chef from before did not leave.

He stood silently behind Tang Wulin like a statue, staring straight at Tang Wulin.

His gaze was like that of a man who had been abstinent for decades, who had one day unexpectedly encountered a peerless beauty who could topple kingdoms; it was fiery with a hint of inquiry, and focused with a strange, indescribable quality.

It was as if Tang Wulin possessed some kind of mysterious attraction that deeply fascinated and perplexed him, making it impossible for him to look away for a long time.

Tang Wulin was somewhat puzzled by the gaze behind him, but he didn't sense any malice from the person behind him, so he let it be.

Anyway, he was already used to being stared at like a raging fire.

"Great, fantastic!"

Watching Makino devour all the food he had made as if it were snacks, he became increasingly excited.

He was right to come. Such incredible physical qualities and that overwhelming energy were indeed related to this child!

After dinner, in the hotel room, in the male student's room.

"Wu Lin, you're a ruthless person! Although I knew long ago that your martial soul was abnormal and that you usually hid a lot of strength, I never imagined that you had hidden it so deeply!"

"Also, I've noticed that your Fire Dance Whirlwind Sword Technique looks strangely familiar."

"So it was you and Gu Yue who caused that typhoon and the Guanglong a few years ago in Donghai City! You didn't even take me with you! Don't you consider me your partner anymore?!"

Xie Xie fiddled with Tang Wulin's belt and Flame Sword while waiting angrily for Tang Wulin.

As for Xie Xie's resentment, Tang Wulin naturally smiled and tapped Xie Xie's brow.

"Please forgive us, Xie Xie. Don't worry, I'll definitely bring you next time."

Yes, after a conversation and frankness, Tang Wulin used his two fantasy books, Rainbow Cat and Blue Rabbit Seven Heroes and Mountain Hidden Flame, as examples.

He explained to everyone how he acquired his transformation armor and his strength. Of course, the others didn't fully understand Tang Wulin's use of terms like "transformation" and "Kamen Rider."

However, they also frequently read and watch the novels and comics created by Tang Wulin.

Furthermore, the functions and powers of the Mountain Hidden Flame Fantasy Book are far too simple and easy to understand.

Therefore, although they didn't quite understand Tang Wulin's explanation, they knew that the young man who touched their hearts was very strong.

Moreover, the story of the Mountain Hidden Flame is indeed easy to understand.

It doesn't matter; Tang Wulin, a novelist, uses his storybook martial spirit to write a fantasy storybook about the God of Forging.

Then, they directly integrated all their power and knowledge into themselves, and finally created something that closely resembled the unique battle armor system of their world.

As Tang Wulin has mastered all the skills of the God of Forging, wouldn't it be perfectly normal for the battle armor he creates to far surpass those of other so-called blacksmiths?

This also explains why Tang Wulin's forging skills are so extraordinary.

After all, that's the god of forging!

What a god means in the Douluo Continent is self-evident.

That is, the supreme being!

Although Tang Wulin currently lacks divine status and power, he is still skilled in forging.

Having mastered the skills and talents of the Mountain-Hidden Flame Ornn, he is a forging god walking among mortals!
Soon, time flew by, and three days later...

"Damn it, that perverted kid is still chasing me!"

The Plague Messenger was speechless as he stared at the dazzling flames and billowing smoke rising from the base.

Since witnessing the thrilling battle between Tang Wulin and the Blood Dragon Venerable a few days ago.

He already knew that with Tang Wulin's monstrous strength, killing him, a Soul Emperor, in an instant would be as easy as turning his hand.

Therefore, the plague messenger himself was perfectly clear about why he was still alive.

Isn't it just acting as a guide for the wicked and treacherous?
What does that matter!
After all, as the saying goes, it's better to live a miserable life than to die a good death, isn't it?

Life is nothing to be ashamed of!

The crucial question is... how many bases is this already?!

Even the donkeys in the production team need a rest time!

You guys have a teleportation soul skill, you just need to eat and drink well at home, and then you can just open the portal and come over.

and I?
For several days in a row, they dug tunnels day and night, without even a hot meal or a moment's rest!

But that's all.

But why do you guys take your anger out on me every now and then after a fight, and beat me up with those little steel rods?

Who exactly is the evil spirit master, you bunch of bastards!

"Fine, there's not much time left anyway. You wretched brats, keep getting cocky now."

"Once that lord arrives tonight, you will all truly understand what it means that evil spirit masters cannot be insulted!"

As the Plague Messenger looked at the message coming from the soul-guided communicator in his hand, a look of triumphant excitement finally appeared on his face.

However, in the next second, the plague messenger suddenly felt a burning sensation in his heart without warning, as if some unknown thing was about to burst out from there.

Sensing the abnormality within his body, the Plague Messenger's face turned deathly pale in an instant, as if something had flashed through his mind.

correct!

It seems that the monster boy named Tang Wulin stopped his teammate before he was hit by the small steel rod, and then gently patted his shoulder.

"Damn brat, no wonder you were being so kind this time, stopping them from hitting me. I thought..."

The plague messenger, realizing what was happening, immediately began to curse.

However, he didn't finish his sentence.

"boom!"

A deafening roar suddenly rang out, and then the plague messenger vanished completely in the midst of the explosion.

Only an empty space remained, as if he had never been there at all.

Meanwhile, inside the makeshift shelter at the base, Tang Wulin, who was treating the survivors with Tang Yin'er, paused slightly.

"What's wrong, Wulin?"

Tang Yin'er, who was behind him, also keenly noticed Tang Wulin's unusual behavior and immediately asked him in a gentle tone.

"Are you a little too tired from the battle? If you are tired, take a rest. It's okay, let me handle this. I still have plenty of soul power."

As she spoke, a warmer and more healing radiance slowly emanated from the gleaming golden tree behind her.

The soft light instantly enveloped the entire shelter.

Tang Wulin merely smiled slightly at this, then immediately activated his own Tree of Life with all his might.

In an instant, the Tree of Life shone brightly, its radiance mingling and echoing the glow emanating from Tang Yin'er's Golden Tree.

The interplay of light made the healing power within the shelter even more intense and potent.

The anesthetized survivors unconsciously showed a look of relief and peace on their faces.

"I'm fine, Sister Yin'er."

"I was just wondering how you ended up here?" Tang Wulin said softly.

Upon hearing this, Tang Yin'er's lips curled up, revealing a gentle smile.

Then he reached out and gently ruffled Tang Wulin's brilliant silver hair, while softly asking a question in return.

"Why can't I come? Although I'm not the teacher in charge of this assessment, I am still your homeroom teacher and older sister."

"And then I learned that my younger siblings were fighting against evil spirit masters here."

"How could I, as the older sister, possibly stay at home and wait for your news?"

Seeing this, Tang Wulin didn't say anything, but quietly enjoyed this moment of comfort and relief.

(End of this chapter)