Lord of Ice in Douluo Continent

Gu Nianbei followed Tang San down the mountain and arrived at the Holy Soul Village.

I originally wanted to leave directly, but then I remembered that I had said that I was here to create items, so I followed suit. Leaving directly would arouse suspicion.

There were many children playing in the village. When they saw Tang San and himself, they didn't come close to talk to each other. The two of them seemed to have their own aura, and they both had an expression of not being near strangers. During this period, Gu Nianbei also saw the old man. Jack and several passerby children who did not awaken their soul power in the original work.

After walking for about a few minutes, Tang San stopped.

"Dong dong dong! Dad, I'm back!" In front of a somewhat dirty cabin, Tang San reached out and knocked on the wooden door, shouting inside.

"Squeak--" The door was slowly pushed open, and what came in was a middle-aged man about fifty years old. He was tall and burly, with dark skin. He was wearing a somewhat worn brown leather coat on the upper body and blue trousers on the lower body. and brown leather boots, with a beige headscarf on his forehead, and the top of his head was like a bird's nest, disheveled.

The whole person looked listless, and his whole body exuded a lazy and decadent atmosphere.

Even though he looks like a lonely middle-aged man now, and his aura is as restrained as that of an ordinary person, when he picks up the Clear Sky Hammer to explode the ring, you know that the former genius - Clear Sky Douluo has How terrifying.

Tang Hao yawned, his eyes casually glanced at Tang San and Gu Nianbei behind him, then turned around and lay back on the recliner, using his hands as pillows and lying on it leisurely.

Tang San shook his head as if he was used to it, and entered the kitchen helplessly, began to wash the pots and pans, and cook a pot of fragrant white porridge.

Gu Nianbei pretended to be a polite good boy and whispered to Tang Hao on the recliner.

"Uncle, I came to you to build something."

"Oh? What?" Tang Hao asked casually without raising his head.

"I would like to ask you to build a personal-fitting load-bearing equipment." Gu Nianbei described it in detail, then took out a gold soul coin from his pocket and placed it on the table. It's not that he is rich, but he doesn't have any blood. , Tang Hao probably wouldn't even pay attention to him.

One golden soul coin is equivalent to ten thousand yuan in the previous life, which is a few months of living expenses for an ordinary civilian family, and this is just one month's pocket money for me. My family is a veritable landowner in Emperor Soul Village, and I am the only one in the village. His father, Renard, was a great soul master, and there were only a few other soul masters. What his father said was often more useful than the village elder Tate.

(ps: According to the setting of this book, a copper soul coin is worth one piece, a silver soul coin is worth a hundred yuan, and a gold soul coin is worth ten thousand yuan.)

[This is enough for you two to eat a few good meals. Help me forge it. I will leave immediately after it is forged. 】

Looking at Tang Hao on the recliner, Gu Nianbei looked calm on the surface, but felt a little panic in his heart. After all, he was a titled Douluo.

I don’t know why, but he, a titled Douluo, can’t get a few gold soul coins? If you drink white porridge every day, is this to maintain your health? They were all eaten to the point of malnutrition by Tang San.

However, this is just what I want. It would be better for Tang San to lose weight.

Tang Hao glanced at the golden soul coins on the table, stretched out slowly, came to the forging table, picked a piece of fine iron and started to burn it. After a few minutes, he took out the red iron piece with iron pliers and lifted it up. The hammer begins to forge.

"Clang, clang, clang!" The hammer struck the red-hot iron block, making a crisp knocking sound that echoed throughout the room. Layers of light halo appeared around the iron block, spreading around like ripples in water.

Gu Nianbei watched intently, only to see Tang Hao's body leaning slightly, raising the hammer in his hand, his waist, legs, and hands coordinate to strike at the same time. Every time the hammer hit the iron block, the iron block would dent. When it went down a part, the hammer was knocked away by the iron block, and with the force of the counter-shock, it hit the iron block again.

This is definitely a random cloak hammering technique. The most basic principle is to use force to strike.

Tang Hao's speed changed from slow to fast, the knocking sounds became more and more frequent, and the prototype of the weight-bearing props began to appear.

"Clang, clang, clang! clang!" As soon as the hammer fell, there was a wave of fluctuation in the air, making people take a step back unconsciously.

"Zizzizi——" After being put into the water to cool down, a vest made of fine iron was placed on the forging table. Tang Hao put down the hammer in his hand and continued to lie down on the recliner.

[This is done, Titled Douluo does things quickly! ] Gu Nianbei muttered to himself, trotted to the forging platform, and looked at the weight-bearing vest.

It's all silver and black, well made, and just the right size. I touched the surface of the vest and found it to be smooth and smooth, with no rough or rough bumps.

"Dad, it's time to eat!" At this moment, Tang San put two bowls of white porridge on the table, noticed a gold soul coin placed on it, glanced at himself in surprise, and then started to drink the porridge.

Tang Hao also picked up the porridge and took a gulp of it. Gu Nianbei didn't stay too long, put on his iron vest and left.

Seeing Gu Nianbei's back disappear from sight, Tang Hao asked casually.

"Do you know him?" A five-year-old child can move freely wearing an iron vest weighing hundreds of kilograms. Even if this child is not born with supernatural powers, he is not far behind.

Displeasure flashed in Tang San's heart, thinking of what happened just now, he turned his head and looked outside.

[Oh, maybe I’m thinking too much. The other person is just a very strong kid. ] Thinking of Gu Nianbei's behavior at that time, he was a child who was very confident in fighting. The only thing that was different from others was that he was a little precocious. It was impossible for Tang San to think that he was also a time traveler.

"I don't know him, he should be from a nearby village." He replied, and Tang San continued to drink porridge.

Tang Hao nodded lightly and said no more. At the same time, he began to think about whether to start teaching Tang San forging...

On the other side, Gu Nianbei, who was walking home wearing an iron vest, stopped and quickly took off his iron vest. The iron vest fell straight to the ground, making a dent in the soil.

Gu Nianbei sat down on the dirt and leaned against a thick tree trunk, breathing heavily. The weight of this vest was about the same as what he requested. It was estimated to weigh a hundred kilograms. He was still too reluctant now. .

This time I went to the Holy Soul Village, determined the timeline, and made equipment to facilitate training. I also tortured Tang San a little, and I became much more proficient in combat skills. It was a good harvest.

It was a bit reluctant to wear this iron vest and go home in one go, but now I was not far from home. Looking up and looking into the distance, I could already vaguely see the buildings of Emperor Soul Village.

After resting for a while, Gu Nianbei put on his iron vest and walked home again. Because his physical strength was almost exhausted, every step he took was difficult, leaving a row of shallow footprints on the ground.

Although it is tiring, you must persevere. This world is also cruel. The slave auction houses and the pink trade in the black market are all unknown dark sides.

Weak people are lucky if they can live a mediocre life. Many ordinary people don't even know when they will die in an accident. Only the truly strong can control their own destiny.

If you want to keep getting stronger until you are strong enough to control your own destiny, then treat this journey as an exercise to break through your limits.

The sky was already a little dark, and the fiery red afterglow rendered the sky bright red. As the sun sets, the sweaty boy's eyes are full of determination...