Douluo: Reincarnation of the Rock King, Wandering in the Mortal World

Chapter 2-02: Mouth of God, Traveler's Joy!

On the main street of Tiandou City.

"Good morning, Uncle Arce!"

"Good morning, Paimon!"

"Good morning, Miss Lina!"

"Good morning, Paimon!"

Whenever he met or knew someone, Paimon could call out the other person's name accurately.

With this skill, it is not an exaggeration to say that she is the best tour guide.

Everyone is no longer surprised by Paimon, the talking UFO.

At first, it was just a bit surprising.

You know, this is Douluo Continent!

It is not impossible that Wuhun is a UFO!
If it doesn't make sense, just mutate your martial soul and it will make it clear.

After learning that this world was Douluo Continent, Zhongli looked at Paimeng who was still confused.

Coaxing and deceiving, bah...

After seeking Paimeng's opinion, the two "people" signed a contract, and Paimeng would survive in this world in the form of Zhongli's martial spirit.

Of course, this is just to fool outsiders, and there is no such thing as really turning Paimon into a martial spirit.

"I don't know whether to say Zhongli is lucky or unlucky."

"Even though Paimon is such a strange creature, he only has a quarter of the combat power of a wild boar."

"It's better to say that I have awakened a martial soul than to say that I have raised a daughter in advance."

After learning about Zhongli's situation, everyone couldn't help but sigh.

The little cutie Paimon is quite lovable. They like this little girl very much, even though she doesn't have any strength.

A soul master's strength is almost entirely in his martial soul. In Zhongli's case, it is considered useless.

However, unlike other people without soul power, Zhongli's "Martial Soul" can accompany him, talk to him, and accompany him...

When Zhongli saw Paimeng greeting everyone he met, his calm heart was finally stirred up a little.

Call him a street urchin, a social outcast...

Calling other people, either uncle, uncle, miss, sister, brother...

"call……"

Slowly exhaling a breath of foul air, Zhongli turned his head and stopped looking at the "Mouth of God".

Now he has finally experienced the happiness of the "yellow-haired aunt".

With Paimon as his mouthpiece, he basically doesn't need to speak.

"Good morning, Your Highness!"

"Good morning……"

"???"

"Xue Qinghe" subconsciously shouted good morning, and when he came to his senses, Zhongli and Paimeng had already walked dozens of meters away.

Wait, these two guys!

It’s hard, the fist is hard!
When they saw the prince, they just said hello, as if they had met a commoner, and it was dispensable.

Under normal circumstances, shouldn't we exchange a few more pleasantries?

"Xue Qinghe" is still troubled by the dream he had last night.

The reason I came here was to see Zhongli and Paimon again.

Try to test and see if the other party is the Rock King!
Glancing at Zhongli's gait that resembled that of an eighty-year-old man, Qian Renxue shook her head and thought to herself:
What's wrong with me?
How could this street urchin be the Rock King?
His martial soul is just a strange flying object, without any combat power at all.

"Xue Qinghe" had met Paimeng before, otherwise, Paimeng would not have been able to call out her "occupation" right away.

This story begins when Zhongli and Paimon first arrived in Tiandou City.

Such a strange "Martial Soul" naturally attracted the attention of "Xue Qinghe", and on the same day, he met the man and the flying object by chance. After thinking for a while, "Xue Qinghe" quickly stepped forward and came to the side of Zhongli and Paimeng.

"Hey, Your Highness, is there anything wrong?"

Paimon asked doubtfully. They were just about to eat tofu pudding and couldn't delay any longer.

Zhongli didn't say anything, as if he was a mute, looking at Paimeng and "Xue Qinghe".

"Little Paimon, what are you going to do?"

Xue Qinghe said with a smile and a friendly look, as if he was a friend of Zhongli and Paimon.

There is nothing offensive about doing this.

"Zhongli and I are going to eat tofu pudding. Your Highness, do you want to join us?"

"Okay, I didn't have breakfast either!"

"???"

Paimeng's little head was filled with big question marks. The prince actually agreed?

She was just asking casually!
"That, that..."

Paimon looked embarrassed. It seemed that they, their money was not enough!
He looked at Zhongli with some resentment.

Morax doesn't have Mora, and he has traveled across the world, but he still wants to get something for free!
No one in this world will pay for his knowledge!
Unfortunately, Paimeng didn’t know that Zhongli also knew the knowledge of this world. In fact, he knew it better than many people in this world, even the gods!
He is a time traveler!

The corner of "Xue Qinghe"'s eye twitched, but soon returned to normal.

As expected, you have no money, right?
What a pity for this handsome face...

"Little Paimon, our meeting is fate, I'll treat you guys to this meal!"

Paimeng was stunned by the generosity of "Xue Qinghe".

Are there really such people as suckers in this world?
The old man named Dugu Bo counts as one, and the prince whose name is what also counts as one.

"Thank you, Your Highness, hehe."

Paimon smiled a little embarrassedly. When she was with the Traveler, there was no Mora except in the early stage.

Thanks to their efforts, they have never been short of money since arriving in Liyue.

Well, it’s all money earned by the travelers, but without a good guide like her to cheer them on, could the travelers earn so much money?

"Zhongli, stand up! Make money and we will treat His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to a feast in the future."

Zhongli: "..."

"Xue Qinghe": "..."

Such a magical "martial spirit", she had never seen or even heard of it before!
Treat Qian Renxue to a big meal?
If he really wants to invite someone, I guess Zhongli will have to do it himself.

On Douluo Continent, there are so many monotonous meals. What has Qian Renxue not eaten?
Not to mention that she is now the Crown Prince of Tiandou, even without this identity, she is still the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall!

She would not be interested in any fancy meal that could be bought with gold soul coins.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, Zhongli is not very good at talking!"

"Come on, let's go eat tofu pudding. Paimon likes sweet tofu pudding the most."

"Unlike a certain social loser who actually thinks salty tofu pudding tastes better!"

Having said that, Paimon glared at Zhongli fiercely. It was obvious who she was talking about.

After hearing this, Xue Qinghe was stunned.

I'm the only one in the world who can complain that the host is a social loser, right?

terrible!
Speaking of which, Paimon is Zhongli's martial soul. Because of Paimon, Zhongli cannot become powerful. And because of Zhongli, Paimon also cannot absorb soul rings and become powerful.

Their situation is somewhat strange!

By the way, Zhongli actually thinks salty tofu pudding tastes better?

This heresy!

(End of this chapter)