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Chapter 325 Schrodinger's Tang San
Tang Hao felt his consciousness being pulled away in the darkness, and gradually light appeared in front of his eyes. His rigid thoughts began to turn, and his vision recovered, and he saw his grandfather's face.

"Grandfather, am I resurrected?"

Remembering the previous memory of being tortured by Lin Bai, and then falling into darkness, Tang Hao sensed his new body, which was intact, much better than the previous body with countless hidden injuries, and even some details were exactly the same.

"Well, how do you feel? Tell me if you feel uncomfortable."

It was Tang Chen’s first time to resurrect someone, so he wasn’t very skilled yet, but he estimated that he wouldn’t have such an opportunity again in the future.

Thinking of the underworld and Lin Bai, Tang Chen's eyes were complicated, and then he shook his head to dispel the thoughts. At this point, they could no longer be Lin Bai's opponent, and could only survive by relying on him. It would be better not to create trouble.

"This is Xiao San's soul, come and take a look."

Tang Chen took out Tang San's soul.

Tang Hao frowned immediately after taking a look: "Xiao San is not so mature, how could his soul become like this?"

Tang Chen sighed: "This is exactly what I want to say. His soul does not match his appearance. It is very similar to the legendary rebirth. Are you really sure that he is the mistress and your son?"

Tang Hao stared at Tang San's soul in a trance, and all the disharmony from the past was magnified.

He has never cried or made a fuss since he was born. He can be fed with rice porridge since he was young. When he could walk, he took the initiative to help share the housework. At the age of five or six, he was responsible for cooking and chopping wood.

After becoming a soul master, he was unstoppable, with several powerful self-created soul skills, mysterious hidden weapons, knowledge far beyond his peers, and an attitude of indifference to life...

Each and every one of these things clearly illustrates Tang San's peculiarity.

Tang Hao had subconsciously ignored all of this before, but now thinking about it, perhaps deep down in his heart he had always been unwilling to admit that his son had died a long time ago, on that rainy night.

"At the beginning... Qianxunji and I fought for three days and three nights. Xiaosan was in my arms the whole time, and nothing happened to him afterwards. I thought I protected him very well."

Tang Chen's lips were dry and he found it difficult to speak.

Tang Chen slowly closed his eyes, looked up at the sky and shook his head.

"Even if a newborn baby can withstand three days of hunger, how can it withstand the aftermath of a Titled Douluo battle? You just broke through to the Titled Douluo level, how could you have so much spare energy?"

"Grandfather, what should I do?"

Tang Hao was confused.

It would have been fine if Tang Chen didn't say it, but once he did, he became anxious and worried. He was unwilling to admit that Tang San was his son, but he couldn't let go of the years they had spent together.

"Do you still recognize him as your son?"

Tang Chen asked back.

"do not know."

Tang Hao shook his head and looked at Tang Chen in confusion. Tang San had always been very good to him and really treated him as a father. He could still feel it, and the blood of this body at least belonged to his son. But after the soul was resurrected, was it really his son's blood?

Tang Chen answered him: "The bloodline will not change, I will take the initiative to control it. It depends on your opinion. If you are willing to acknowledge him as your son, I will seal your memory and pretend that nothing happened. Otherwise, Lin Bai becomes the god of death, and we can send him to reincarnation."

This is the best way Tang Chen came up with after thinking about it.

Tang Hao's eyes lighted up again, "Grandfather, seal my memory. I am willing to admit that he is the mistress, and he is my son!"

It's shameful to run away, but it works. Tang Chen sighed, "Since it's your decision, I respect your choice."

The blood-colored divine power knocked Tang Hao unconscious from behind. Tang Chen carefully sealed his memory after resurrection, put it aside, and then began to resurrect Tang San.

Tang San cannot be resurrected completely according to his soul, otherwise when he is resurrected, he will definitely know that his identity has been exposed. Tang Chen does not dare to predict what problems will arise at that time.

"Fortunately, the memory of the gods is very strong. I remember what Xiao San looks like."

Tang Chen invested many hundred thousand year soul bones, otherwise the divine power required to resurrect peak Tang San would be too much, which would be too much of a burden for him.

After the divine power surged, Tang San was awakened.

Tang Chen and Tang Hao stood aside. Tang San covered his head and stood up: "Great-grandfather, father, am I resurrected?"

He addressed them both as his elders right away.

Tang Chen's expression became more complicated, and he waved his hand: "It's good that you woke up. Resurrection consumed a lot of divine power. I'm going to rest for a while, and let your father explain the changes in Douluo Continent to you."

Maybe I should really consider Lin Bai's suggestion and ask Poseidon for another one.

"Father, what happened to my great-grandfather?"

Tang Chen asked.

Tang Hao shook his head. "Maybe it's because of Lin Bai. He is now the King of Gods, the God of Time, Space and Death. The Haotian Sect can no longer afford to offend him. It's normal for Grandfather to feel lonely."

"So that's how it is. So many things actually happen after we die."

Tang San's face turned pale. He always felt that his resurrection was not so perfect, as if his current body was too small. But how could that be possible? He looked inside his body and it was exactly the same body as before his death.

The two of them rested for a while and walked out of the room in the evening. Looking at the bustling Fighting Soul Island, there were many earth-attributed soul masters building bridge piers, as if they were preparing to build a cross-sea bridge. Many other soul masters were assisting. This scene made the two of them feel extremely unfamiliar.

How can a dignified soul master do such menial tasks?

It's such a disgrace to them, the soul masters!
But look at the newly erected stone tablet on the Fighting Spirit Island. Points are earned based on labor, and points are distributed according to labor. Five thousand points can be exchanged for a God-given soul ring, giving you a soul skill that perfectly suits you.

Tang San wanted to go, but his Clear Sky Hammer martial spirit was still missing a few spirit rings. Even if they were spirit rings from ferocious beasts, they might not be suitable for him.

There is no such worry for the God-given soul ring.

His Blue Silver Emperor martial spirit has strong vitality, and it will definitely be useful to help build the bridge.

Sensing Tang San's intention, Tang Hao moved his lips, but still nodded and said: "Go, it took us a lot of divine power to revive our grandfather, so don't bother him with these things. If we can solve them ourselves, we can solve them ourselves."

He also decided to help, at least to help Tang San break through to the Peerless Douluo level as soon as possible. Taking advantage of the rapid development of Douluo Continent, maybe Tang San's talent could earn him a godly status.

"Okay, Father."

With someone by his side, Tang San decisively discarded his useless self-esteem. He has always been like this, a pragmatist. Face is worthless, and getting benefits is the best outcome.

The two of them signed up for the work together. The father and son were connected and cooperated well. They soon devoted themselves to the construction of the cross-sea bridge. The huge vines of the Blue Silver Emperor were extremely tough and it was very convenient to transport construction materials. The points they obtained every day were considerable, and it was just around the corner to exchange them for God-given soul rings.

(End of this chapter)