Douluo Dragon King: I Have an Minecraft Dimension

"Brother, I'm so hungry."

Tang Wulin pouted, clutching his stomach with a worried expression.

Tang Heng knew that this was a side effect of the Golden Dragon King's bloodline being restored, just like his hunger level greatly increased after he awakened the two Dragon King martial souls. He should eat something to fill his stomach.

"Why don't you take a shower before you eat? Aren't you uncomfortable feeling sticky and sweaty after sweating so much?"

"Huh? It seems so!"

Too much had just happened, and Xiao Wulin's brain couldn't process such complicated matters. He actually forgot about taking a bath.

Only then did he realize that he was soaked in sweat, feeling sticky and uncomfortable.

The two brothers got out of bed one after the other without disturbing their parents in the living room. Xiao Wulin tiptoed to the bathroom to take a shower, then quickly washed his clothes and hung them on the bedroom windowsill to dry.

Sigh, nowadays, Oudoudou is not only sensible but also quite cute.

Without the guidance of those extraordinary individuals and the machinations of the three demons, Tang Wulin might have led a completely different life.

Tang Heng, who had witnessed everything, was filled with emotion.

This strengthened their resolve to remove Tang San's consciousness.

Not only so that she wouldn't be betrayed in the future, but also so that her younger brother wouldn't have to suffer that abstract, eternal torment.

While Tang Wulin was taking a shower, Tang Heng was quietly savoring the feeling of the two Dragon King Martial Souls fusing together in the bedroom, trying to grasp the balance point of that moment.

It has to be said that the setting of Douluo Continent is a complete mess.

The original story of this era gave the impression that the Golden and Silver Dragon Kings could become one and achieve the position of Dragon God. However, after ten thousand years, a bunch of inexplicable things have appeared.

This made it difficult for even Tang Heng, the former master of Chishi, to cope.

But it doesn't matter, I still have the Minecraft plane. Even if the gold and silver dragons can't become a dragon god by relying on the power of the module and the plane, I can still complete the module quest process in the Minecraft plane.

At that time, he will directly use the Hundred Reincarnations technique to frantically stack up his limit. If Tang San returns and can't kill him with one punch, it's considered a complete failure.

After taking a shower, Tang Heng and Wu Lin returned to the living room.

Seeing that both children had come out, Lang Yue, who had just been discussing tuition fees with her husband, immediately stopped talking, not wanting the children to be affected by financial issues.

"Get up! Come and eat."

"good!"

Tang Wulin was already starving, so he sat down at the table, took the bowl of rice his mother handed him, and started eating voraciously.

Tang Heng was also very hungry. The fusion with the Dragon King Martial Soul had enhanced his physique, but the price was that his satiety level quickly ran out again.

Tang Ziran and his wife sat to one side, watching the two children wolf down their food. At first, they smiled and advised them to eat slowly.

But gradually, after the two brothers had finished eight bowls of rice and three plates of dishes, the smiles on their faces gradually froze.

Tang Ziran and Lang Yue were both shocked. Even if they hadn't eaten lunch, they shouldn't have eaten so much!

Are there any side effects to awakening a martial soul?

Tang Ziran and Lang Yue were not full at all; almost all the food on the table was devoured by their son.

Even so, the two brothers still felt a little unsatisfied.

"Son, is this the legendary way of turning grief into appetite?" Tang Ziran couldn't help but ask after Tang Wulin and Tang Heng had eaten the last bit of food and Lang Yue had sternly stopped them from eating anything else.

"Why should I be sad (⊙︿⊙)?"

Tang Wulin's bright eyes blinked, revealing both clarity and foolishness.

"Let's put that aside for now. Are you planning to join the Soul Master class?" Tang Ziran asked.

Tang Wulin glanced at his brother, who was still sucking his fingers, and nodded solemnly: "Yes! I want to become a Soul Master, earn money to support Mom and Dad, and not cause trouble for my brother."

"If Mom and Dad are worried about tuition fees, there's really no need. I have innate full soul power, so I can attend junior academy without paying tuition."

Although innate full soul power has become increasingly worthless over time, at least the blind teacher Su Haitao reported that his martial soul was the Golden Dragon.

With a True Dragon Martial Soul and innate full soul power, it's not that he wants to study at Red Mountain Academy, but rather that Red Mountain Academy is demanding that he go to school.

As Tang Heng spoke, he used his chopsticks to pick up the last of the sweet and sour pork ribs from the plate.

"Not only that, I also have another source of income, which is more than enough to support my younger brother's schooling."

Upon hearing this, Tang Ziran frowned slightly and asked, "Son, what have you been doing behind our backs again? Our family may be poor, but you must never do anything illegal or disorderly."

As human beings, we must have a conscience!

Tang Heng smiled slightly, put down his chopsticks and bowl, went into the bedroom, and took out the laptop that was on the table.

This is a second-hand computer he bought a few months ago with the red envelopes he had saved up.

In the Douluo Federation era, technological development has approached modern levels. Perhaps due to the existence of martial spirits, the development of culture and entertainment in this world is still slightly slower than in another world.

As a time traveler, you should make the most of your advantages, right?

The saying goes, "The poor study literature, the rich study martial arts." The profession of Soul Master is built on money and resources, unless someone is as useless as Gangzi.

Finding an easier way to earn Federal Currency was something Tang Heng had planned to do even before he awakened his Martial Soul.

Even if you lack talent and don't have any special abilities, being a wealthy man and cultivating your skills is still better than being a student.

"Dad, look! This is the novel I wrote. My first month's royalties were 20,000 Federal Dollars!"

Tang Ziran and Lang Yue both crowded in front of the screen, and their expressions of disbelief were evident when they saw the number of clicks and comments.

"A cute and adorable son-in-law falls in love with a domineering father-in-law? What a strange title... Does anyone actually read this?" Lang Yue looked puzzled. The more she learned about these strange things, the more she felt old and out of touch with the times.

"Of course people are reading! Look, some people are even giving tips to ask for more updates."

After quickly skimming through the first chapter, Tang Ziran pinched the bridge of her nose. She wanted to unleash a torrent of criticism, but then, remembering that it was her son's work, she changed her mind.

"Ahem, well written! My son is really amazing!"

"In that case, Wu Lin, you must study hard and not let your brother's good intentions go to waste."

Tang Wulin nodded, thinking of how his brother had just helped him defeat the low-level dragon beast and was now writing a book for him to read.

The warmth of family love brought tears to his eyes.

After a brief conversation, Tang Heng and Tang Wulin watched TV in the living room for a while before Lang Yue urged them to go back to bed.

Tang Wulin had just awakened his Golden Dragon King bloodline today, and after eating a lot in the evening, he naturally became sleepy very quickly. He fell asleep after listening to a bedtime story in bed.

Listening to the soft snoring from the upper bunk, Tang Heng sat cross-legged on the bed and circulated his soul power to meditate.

How can the extraterrestrial demon defeat the destined protagonist?

It's naturally 99% luck plus 1% hard work.

Tang Heng relied on the instinct of his martial soul to begin meditating. During this time, he also tried to achieve a preliminary fusion of the soul power of the Golden and Silver Dragon Kings, but it was too stable and the effect was not as good as at noon.

As the night deepened, the moonlight grew stronger.

Tang Heng got out of bed and opened his laptop to continue writing when a text message notification suddenly popped up in the background.

"Due to violations of XX regulations, your work 'The Adorable Son-in-Law Falls in Love with the Domineering Father-in-Law' has been removed from the platform?!"

"There's something fishy going on!"