Chapter 34: My friend, do you have any dreams?
Zhongli and Paimeng walked slowly towards Tiandou City, passing by many villages and towns, and also seeing many local customs and practices.

The place where the two "landed" was Tiandou City.

It can be said to be the most "beautiful" landing point in the entire Tiandou Empire.

In Tiandou City, both commoners and nobles lived a relatively affluent life, at least they had three meals a day and were very stable.

There is still some spare money for entertainment, such as watching fighting spirits, listening to music, etc.

Compared with Tiandou City, the villages and towns I passed by now are really like heaven and earth.

Not to mention how prosperous it is, the food alone is hard to describe.

Delicious food is something you can pursue and study only when you have enough to eat.

Most civilians can only eat one meal a day, so how can they have delicious food?

That day, the two passed by an unknown village.

The village is not big, with about eighty households.

"Thank you for the hospitality, Grandpa."

Paimeng was holding a bowl of porridge and spoke to an old man somewhat embarrassedly.

It's called porridge, but it's no different from plain water.

The other party was so poor, but he still took out porridge to treat her, which made Paimeng feel a little embarrassed.

Originally he was planning to leave, but Zhongli had no intention of leaving. Instead, he savored the bowl of porridge carefully, talking about the cooking temperature and so on while tasting it.

This left Paimon completely puzzled.

No way, you are the Prince of Yan, and he is so poor, how dare you drink his porridge?

Paimon opened his eyes wide and looked at Zhongli in disbelief, as if he had just met him for the first day.

"No, you're welcome. I don't have anything to treat you two at home. I'm very sorry."

The old man looked very honest and his words were very sincere.

It was not because they saw Zhongli's gorgeous clothes and extraordinary conversation that they entertained them.

There is also Paimon, this little guy is very lovable. He has lived for decades, but this is the first time he has seen such a magical martial spirit!

The little guy has a sweet mouth, but it’s a pity that there is really nothing to eat at home, otherwise he would definitely take it out to treat us.

Next to the old man, there was a boy who looked to be in his teens. He was wearing patched clothes and looked extremely skinny.

At this moment, he was staring at the porridge Zhongli was drinking and swallowed.

His eyes were filled with desire, but he gritted his teeth and held back.

How powerful is Zhongli?

Could it be that he didn't know the situation of this family?
He continued to drink his porridge leisurely, his mind focused.

"Old man, how old is your grandson this year?"

At some point, Zhongli put the empty bowl aside and asked the old man calmly.

This porridge was probably the simplest porridge he had ever tasted. Under normal circumstances, he would not eat it according to his personality.

But, this porridge was not just a bowl of porridge, so Zhongli drank it without distraction.

After hearing this, the old man was slightly stunned, and the child was also stunned. How old is he?

It seems like four... five, or six years have passed since my martial spirit awakened?

For children from poor families, birthdays and other things are not important.

"Sir, my grandson should be twelve years old."

Zhongli sighed, looked at the empty bowl, and then looked at the skinny child.

The twelve-year-old child is not as big as the eight-year-old boy in Liyue. It is sad and lamentable.

This child does not have the soul power fluctuations that a soul master should have, which means that he does not have innate soul power and cannot become a soul master.

If common people want to turn their lives around, the best way is to have a soul master in their family. As long as there is a soul master, they have crossed over a class.

"My friend, what's your name?"

Hearing Zhongli's deep and reassuring voice, the boy felt warm all over. He blinked and said, "Sir, my name is Wang Goudan..."

Zhongli: "..."

Almost, almost!
Just a little bit and Zhongli’s defense would be broken!
It was indeed this name... After taking a deep breath, Zhongli finally calmed down.

"king……"

"Hmm~"

Zhongli was about to call out "Wang Goudan", but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.

"Sir, please forgive me for making fun of you. I am not well educated. My name is Wang Mazi. His father Wang Tiezhu passed away early, so I gave him this name."

"Sir, you are obviously an educated nobleman. How about you give Goudan a name?"

Wang Mazi asked tentatively, "Villagers, it's just a name that comes to mind. There are even more bizarre names."

Anyway, everyone is used to it.

But it would be nice to have a better name.

After hearing this, and looking at the expectant expressions of the old man and the young man, Zhongli finally nodded.

Naming is not a big deal, but it is not a small matter either.

"Zhongli, your wealth of knowledge is finally coming in handy!"

"I heard that you were also the one who named Xiao, right?"

Paimon flew to Zhongli's side at this time and smiled.

Zhongli turned his head and glanced at Paimon.

In fact, many of his old friends were named by him.

Every time one of them died, his heart felt as if something was blocking it...

"That's true."

Zhongli nodded and didn't continue talking about this matter.

Although this world has not been worn out, the heart still hurts!

"Hey~"

After a while, Zhongli finally spoke: "My dear friend, your last name is Wang. How about I give you a single name, Chen?"

"Wang Chen, Chen of the sun, moon and stars."

Most people can't suppress this word, but this child may not be the case.

"Wang Chen?"

When the young man heard the name, his eyes lit up and he quickly said, "Thank you, sir. From now on, I will be called Wang Chen!"

Chen means dragon, soaring into the sky.

Born in the darkest corner under the starry sky, you will overcome all obstacles...

"My dear friend Wang Chen, do you have any dreams?"

"dream?"

"I, I don't have any soul power, and my martial soul is even more useless..."

Wang Chen lowered his head, as if accepting his fate.

Douluo Continent is like this. If you have innate soul power, even if it is only level one, you can still have dreams. As long as you become a soul master, most dreams can come true.

Zhongli nodded thoughtfully and did not ask any further questions.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something and said, "Oh, by the way, old man, there is Wang Chen. Paimeng and I never eat charity."

Paimon: “???”

"Now that I have nothing, I will use this piece of amber to pay for this meal."

After Zhongli said this, he took out an amber "glass bead" from somewhere and placed it on the somewhat broken table.

"Need not……"

"You two, we have urgent matters to attend to. Goodbye!"

Before Wang Mazi and Wang Chen could react, Zhongli gave Paimeng a look and the two of them left.

"???"

After Wang Mazi and Wang Chen came to their senses, they looked at the gem on the table. Even though they had never seen this thing before, judging from its appearance, it was definitely not an ordinary thing!
(End of this chapter)

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