Douluo Continent: Reincarnated as the Rock King Emperor, Wandering the Mortal World

Chapter 2, Part 02: The Mouth of God, the Traveler's Joy!

On the main street of Tiandou City.

Good morning, Uncle Alse!

Good morning, Paimon!

Good morning, Miss Lina!

Good morning, Paimon!

Paimon can accurately call out the name of anyone he has met even once.

With this skill, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say she's the best tour guide.

Everyone's become used to Paimon, this talking UFO.

At first, I was just a little surprised.

You must know, this is the Douluo Continent!

It's not impossible that a martial spirit is an unidentified flying object!

If the explanation doesn't make sense, just mutate your martial soul, and that will make things clear.

Upon learning that this world was Douluo Continent, Zhongli turned his gaze to Paimon, who was still in a daze.

Coaxing and deceiving, ugh...

After consulting Paimon, the two "people" signed a contract, under which Paimon would live in this world in the form of Zhongli Martial Soul.

Of course, this is just to fool outsiders; there is no way to actually turn Paimon into a martial spirit.

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

"The awakened Paimon, such a peculiar creature, only has a quarter of the fighting power of a wild boar."

"It's more like raising a daughter ahead of time than awakening a martial soul."

Upon learning of Zhongli's situation, everyone couldn't help but sigh.

Paimon is a lovely little cutie, and they really like her, even though she doesn't have much strength.

A Soul Master's strength is almost entirely contained in their Martial Soul. In Zhong Li's case, he's practically useless.

However, unlike others without soul power, Zhongli's "Martial Soul" can accompany him, talk to him, and keep him company...

Seeing that Paimeng greeted everyone he met, Zhongli's usually calm heart was finally stirred.

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

When addressing others, they are either called uncle, elder brother, miss, sister, or brother...

"call……"

Slowly exhaling a breath of stale air, Zhong Li turned his head away, no longer looking at the "Mouth of God".

Now, he can finally understand the joy of being a "yellow-haired auntie".

With Paimon acting as his mouth double, he basically doesn't need to speak.

Good morning, Your Highness!

"Good morning……"

"???"

Xue Qinghe subconsciously called out "Good morning," and when he came to his senses, Zhong Li and Paimeng had already walked dozens of meters away.

Wait, these two guys!

It's hardened, its fists are hardened!

When they saw the Crown Prince, they merely greeted him, as if they had met a commoner, and it was all just a formality.

Shouldn't we exchange a few more pleasantries under normal circumstances?

Xue Qinghe is still bothered by his dream last night.

I came here to see Zhongli and Paimeng again.

Let's test the waters and see if the other party is indeed the Rock King Emperor!

Glancing at Zhong Li's gait, which resembled that of an eighty-year-old man, Qian Renxue shook her head, thinking to herself:

What's wrong with me?

How could this street urchin possibly be the Rock King Emperor!

His martial spirit was just a strange flying object, the kind with absolutely no combat power.

Xue Qinghe had met Paimon before; otherwise, Paimon wouldn't have been able to immediately recognize her "profession."

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

This strange "martial spirit" naturally attracted the attention of "Xue Qinghe", and on the same day, he met the person and the flying object by chance.

After a moment's thought, Xue Qinghe quickly stepped forward and came to Zhongli and Paimeng's side.

"Oh, Your Highness, is there something you need?"

Paimon asked in confusion, "They're on their way to eat tofu pudding, they can't be delayed."

Zhong Li remained silent, as if he were mute, watching Paimon and "Xue Qinghe".

"Paimon, what are you guys planning to do?"

Xue Qinghe smiled and spoke in a kind and friendly manner, as if he were Zhongli and Paimeng's friend.

This approach is not offensive in the slightest.

"Zhongli and I are going to eat tofu pudding. Would Your Highness like to join us?"

"Great, that's perfect, I haven't had breakfast either!"

"???"

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

She was just asking casually!

"Um, that..."

Paimon looked embarrassed; they, they seemed to be running out of money!

She gave Zhongli a somewhat resentful look.

Even without Mora, Morax has traveled through the world, and he's still thinking about taking advantage of others for free!

No one in this world will pay for his knowledge!

Unfortunately, Paimon didn't know that Zhongli also knew the knowledge of this world, and in fact, he knew it better than many people in this world, even the gods!

He's a time traveler!

Xue Qinghe's eye twitched, but he quickly returned to normal.

As expected, you're broke!

What a waste of such a handsome face...

"Little Paimon, it's fate that we met, this meal is on you!"

Paimon was stunned by Xue Qinghe's generous manner.

Are there really suckers in this world?

That old man named Dugu Bo counts as one, and this prince, whose name I can't remember, also counts as one.

"Thank you, Your Highness, hehe."

Paimon smiled somewhat embarrassedly. When she was with the Traveler, there wasn't much Mora involved, except in the early stages.

Through their efforts, they have never lacked money since arriving in Liyue.

Okay, it's all the travelers' money, but without her as a great guide encouraging them, could the travelers have earned so much?

"Zhongli, you better step up! Make some money so we can treat His Highness the Crown Prince to a lavish meal someday."

Zhong Li: "..."

Xue Qinghe: "..."

Such a magical "martial spirit" was something she had never even heard of before, let alone seen!

Invite Qian Renxue to a lavish meal?

If we really need to ask someone, I guess Zhongli himself will have to do it.

In the Douluo Continent, what hasn't Qian Renxue eaten, amidst all the same elaborate meals?

Even if she didn't have that identity now, she would still be the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall!

She wouldn't be interested in any fancy meal that could be bought with Gold Soul Coins.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, Zhongli isn't very good at speaking!"

"Let's go, let's go eat tofu pudding. Paimon loves sweet tofu pudding the most."

"Unlike some social outcast who actually thinks savory tofu pudding tastes better!"

At this point, Paimon glared fiercely at Zhong Li, and it was obvious who she was referring to.

Upon hearing this, Xue Qinghe was completely stunned.

Is there only one in the world that can criticize its host as a social outcast?

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 rather peculiar!

By the way, Zhong Li actually thinks savory tofu pudding tastes better?

This heretic!

(End of this chapter)