Douluo Continent, Fanos Province, Notting City.

The early morning sunlight sneaked into the still dim room through the gaps in the curtains. The figure on the bed turned over, unaware of it. The sound of his even breathing meant that he was still in a sweet dream.

"Master? Are you awake? You should get up, or it will affect your plans for today."

As a female voice sounded outside the door, the figure on the bed moved, stretched out his hand from under the quilt and rubbed his eyes, his voice still a little confused: "Come in, Sister Xiu'er."

With the sound of the doorknob turning, the door was pushed open and a girl about ten years old entered the room, opened the curtains, walked to the bed, lifted the quilt, helped the person on the bed up, and changed clothes for the boy who had just woken up.

After all his clothes had been changed, the boy finally woke up from his daze. At this time, the girl had brought clean water, wet a towel, and started to clean his face.

"Sister Xiu'er, what time is it now?"

The boy accepted her service and waited until the warm towel left his face before opening his eyes and asking.

"Master, 8:30 should be just the right time to go there after breakfast."

The girl called Xiu'er wrung out the towel, put it aside, and answered softly.

"Well, you go out first. I'll brush my teeth and come back in five minutes."

The young man stood up and gave the order. Just as the girl was about to walk out with the basin of water, he seemed to remember something and turned around and said, "Sister Xiu'er, remember to change your headdress or hat. I don't like the looks of those people."

When the girl heard his words, she paused for a moment, turned around and replied with a smile: "Okay, Xiao Li."

After the girl closed the door again and walked out, the boy slowly walked to the table, opened the drawer, and took out a notebook.

After opening it, he looked through the things on it, muttered something, and walked towards the sink.

"Whenever it's cloudy or rainy, I'll feel a numb and itchy sensation in my ribs, which will gradually intensify and last for more than an hour, occurring once at noon and once at midnight. Every night, around three o'clock in the morning, I'll feel a stabbing pain in the top of my head and the soles of my feet, and my whole body will spasm for at least half an hour."

Putting the notebook aside and closing it, the boy brushed his teeth while silently reciting his secret in his mind.

Spitting out the water in his mouth and drying his hands, the boy picked up the notebook again and looked at the records on it which were a mixture of Chinese characters and pinyin. After confirming that the content he recited silently was consistent with what was recorded in the notebook, he put the notebook back into the drawer and walked out with satisfaction.

(Note: The characters in Douluo World are different from Chinese, and the diary will be destroyed after awakening.) That’s right, he is a time traveler, no, to be more precise, he is a reborn person. He was reincarnated to Douluo Continent after his death, and it was not until he was three years old that he awakened the memories of his previous life.

Actually, he didn't have the experience of being hit by a truck like other people. He felt a sudden pain in his heart during his sleep, and when he put his memory together, he found that he was already a three-year-old child.

What he had just written on his notebook and what he recited silently were exactly his memories of his past life, also known as the "Magic Grass Code".

He was able to remember all this thanks to his experience before the time travel. The night before he traveled through time, his good buddy, a famous novelist, asked him out for a drink. While sharing his troubles, they talked about his next book.

His next book happens to be a Douluo fan fiction. While talking about the return on investment in the fantasy world, he also teased Dugu Bo.

He casually recited the information he had prepared recently in the form of a jingle, and patted him on the shoulder, telling him to remember it well, as it was a great opportunity. He said that if he really traveled to Douluo, this would be the code for becoming a god. He didn't take it seriously at the time, but now it seems that what he said hit the mark.

Thinking of this, Han Li couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. He suspected that the guy did it on purpose. Maybe it was some big shot who did this to him on purpose.

Fortunately, he was alone to begin with, and it was better for him to live in a supernatural world than to work himself to death. Well, fortunately, he didn't buy a house, so the loss was minimized, but he felt a little sorry for the landlord, and the rent of his room might drop a lot in the future.

When he arrived at the restaurant, he pulled Sister Xiu'er, the girl from before, to sit down and enjoy breakfast. He didn't know where his thoughts were drifting away.

It’s a coincidence that his name in both lives is the same, Han Li.

The only difference is that in his previous life, his name was given by the director of the orphanage, while in this life, his name comes from his parents' surnames.

His father's name is Han Li and his mother's name is Li Feiyu. When he first learned his parents' names, he was stunned for a long time, forced himself to suppress the urge to complain, and did not show anything unusual.

In his previous life, he was often teased by everyone about his name, but he didn't expect it to be even more outrageous in this life. It directly became the names of his parents, making him feel like he was being watched by something in the dark.

However, thinking that he was in Douluo Continent, oh, that's okay, this place simply cannot afford things like cause and effect.

And he didn't have to worry about his parents. After he awakened his past life memories, he found that his parents had died not long ago. It was because of this incident that his memory awakened early. Due to excessive grief, this body had a high fever for a full half month before it regained consciousness.

His parents are deacons of the Spirit Hall, but unlike Su Yuntao, they both belong to the Spirit Hall under the entire Fanos Province. Both of them are Soul Masters, one at level 42 and the other at level 43. They are mobile law enforcers and the backbone of the force in clearing out fallen soul masters.

The couple and their team discovered two fallen soul masters slaughtering villagers for sacrifice during their patrol. In an emergency, they had no time to report to the authorities and did not care about the soul king on the other side. They interrupted the sacrifice and chose to fight.

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The result was that both sides almost perished together. The mother, who was the highest level and the strongest, sent the only surviving girl to the nearest Spirit Hall, and passed away, leaving behind a will to send her young son back to his hometown.

Thinking of this, Han Li turned his head and glanced at the girl who was eating beside him. Sister Xiu'er was the survivor his mother had saved. She should have awakened that year, but because of this incident, she mistakenly awakened her martial soul and became a being similar to the catwoman that Ning Fengzhi bought at the auction in the original novel, except that her martial soul was a small raccoon.

With the tacit approval of the Spirit Hall, a half-useless girl stubbornly chose to become his maid.

Seeing Han Li's gaze directed at her, Xiu'er was stunned at first, then she smiled sweetly.

"Master, have you finished eating? Do you want to leave now?"

"Well, let's go. We agreed to go to Notting College today to check out the opening of the school." Han Li glanced at Xiu'er who had hidden her ears, and walked out first.

"Master, you don't have to rush. There is only one week left before your awakening. Even if you miss the enrollment time, the academy will not refuse you to join."

The girl's voice came softly from behind.

"Well, I'm not in a hurry, Sister Xiu'er, but I still want to see this year's freshmen enroll. Maybe with the students who will come after me, I can see some interesting things."

Han Li, who was walking in front, had a strange expression on his face while speaking, as if he was a weasel that had successfully stolen a chicken.

I hope you will read this new book soon. Friends who are interested can also invest in it. The sooner you invest, the higher the returns will be.

Because this is a Douluo fan fiction, I will wait a few days before asking the editor to sign it.

(End of this chapter)