From the Soul Motion Machine onwards, the Mechanized Douluo

Chapter 7: Not every protagonist has a mother. [Please read on! Please vote!]

"Yes, this matter is of great importance, and I need to report it to the Grand Hall."

Inside the Soto City Martial Soul Branch Hall, after listening to Chen Hong's description, Bishop Soto couldn't help but ponder deeply. The exact size of the Soul Guidance Mithril mine was still unknown, but even if this information was questionable, the very existence of Soul Guidance Mithril, a metal used in soul tools, was enough to benefit the entire Soto City Martial Soul Branch Hall.

Therefore, after careful consideration, Bishop Soto decided to follow the advice of Chen Lin and his son and proceed with meticulousness. He first reported to Wuhun City, and after Wuhun City sent a representative, the local forces of the Heaven Dou Empire, and even the sect forces, no longer dared to openly compete with the Wuhun Hall for the ownership of the mine.

"You have done a good job, and I am willing to trust your intelligence. It will take about a week for the headquarters to send a representative. During this time, I hope you can stay in the city, firstly to ensure your safety, and secondly to prevent intelligence leaks."

Bishop Soto first praised the contributions of Chen Lin and his son, and then put forward his request for house arrest.

However, Bishop Soto did not intend to forcibly restrict the personal freedom of Chen Lin and his son; he merely used the word "hope" to express his demands on them.

The Spirit Hall, being a large and powerful organization, certainly didn't lack a little bit of soul-guided mithril metal. Therefore, Bishop Soto had no reason to entertain the foolish thought that "you have already chosen your own death." This was also the reason why Chen Hong was willing to report the information about soul-guided mithril metal to the Spirit Hall.

"Yes, Your Excellency, I will certainly discipline my son well during this time."

Upon hearing Bishop Soto's request, Chen Lin immediately and respectfully agreed.

Bishop Soto simply looked at the father and son and smiled slightly, saying, "Alright, you may leave."

He wasn't worried about Chen Hong getting into trouble; in his eyes, the boy had always been a very intelligent, yet also very mischievous, child. Bishop Soto preferred to believe that Chen Lin's mental deficiency had led to the leak of information rather than that Chen Hong would cause any problems.

Based on the reports from his Soul Master field teams, Bishop Soto had high hopes for Chen Hong's future. Although the young man's innate soul power wasn't very high, the Spirit Hall never lacked geniuses, did it? Just look at that guy named Yu Xiaogang; he simply compiled the collections of books from various sects and the Spirit Hall itself over a thousand years, and published them, earning the respect of the entire continent.

Although Bishop Soto could vaguely sense the trickery involved, Yu Xiaogang's reputation in most parts of Douluo Continent was still very good, which was beyond doubt. At least, Yu Xiaogang had broken down the barriers to martial spirit cultivation that the sects had been trying to build to some extent.

Bishop Soto now has certain expectations for this adorable young man, Chen Hong.

He had seen many clever boys, and even more mischievous ones, but a mischievous yet clever boy, Bishop Soto recalled of his life, found such a person to be extremely rare.

Intelligent and resourceful, with a strong sense of reason, yet also a cool and aloof demeanor. Neither arrogant nor humble, warm and lively, Chen Hong, possessing a childlike nature, was undoubtedly a child that Bishop Soto found very interesting. Especially the bizarre side effects of Chen Hong's soul skill, which made Bishop Soto find this boy quite amusing.

Chen Lin and his son left the Martial Soul Branch Hall and returned to Chen's Blacksmith Shop in the workshop area.

"Go see your mother. You can stay at her place tonight. I'm working as a blacksmith here every day, it's too noisy."

Back at Chen's Blacksmith Shop, Chen Lin sat down in a chair, took the tea offered by his apprentice, sipped it, and then said to Chen Hong, "Of course, if you want to work as a blacksmith for me, I'm not unwilling, but let me make it clear beforehand that you're doing this voluntarily, and I won't be paying you."

The disciple, who had just served Chen Lin tea and was about to leave, twitched slightly upon hearing this, thinking to himself, "Master Chen is indeed as stingy as the rumors say, even towards his own children!"

"Old Deng! Don't you think you're going too far?!" Chen Hong accepted the tea from his disciple, thanked him, and upon hearing Chen Lin's "capital declaration," his face darkened. He protested, "Believe it or not, I'll tell my mom and have her beat you up!"

"Hey! You brat! Look at the things you've been saying all day! You say I'm getting more and more outrageous? You're just ugly and causing trouble, you have no self-awareness at all!"

Chen Lin poured himself some tea and slowly retorted to Chen Hong.

"Don't you dare mimic me!" Upon hearing this, Chen Hong realized that the phrase "ugly people are always up to no good" was exactly what he had said about Chen Lin before. He immediately felt a little annoyed.

"I'm going to tell my mom right now! You slandered her most precious, cute, handsome son as ugly!"

Chen Hong downed his tea in one gulp and then stormed out the door.

Chen Lin: "."

disciple:"."

The next moment, just as everyone in the blacksmith shop fell silent, Chen Hong walked in from outside again. Under the gaze of Chen Lin and his apprentices, he picked up the small cloth bag he had placed on the stool, snorted coldly, and went out again without looking back.

Chen Lin: "."

apprentice:"."

"Master Chen, do we really have to be so stingy?" an elderly blacksmith in the shop couldn't help but chuckle.

In the Chen family blacksmith shop, the most enjoyable thing to watch was the bickering between Chen Lin and his son Chen Hong. The former was a bit stubborn, and the latter was a bit mentally unstable. Every time they listened to the father and son bickering, the blacksmith masters and apprentices felt that their mundane and boring lives had suddenly become a little more colorful.

To everyone's surprise, Chen Lin looked at them with a melancholy expression and said, "You guys don't understand. I'm saving up for that brat's dowry!"

On the other side, Chen Hong walked out of the bustling, noisy workshop area, turned around and went into the nearby commercial area. After passing through the crowd of people dressed in strange clothes, Chen Hong finally came to a wooden pavilion that exuded a faint fragrance of herbs.

Above the main entrance of the pavilion is a memorial archway with four large characters written on it: "Xuanhu Medical Clinic".

Chen Hong had once wondered why the protagonists in the novels he read in his previous life were always so cold and indifferent, and would kill other people's entire families at the drop of a hat.

Later, Chen Hongcai discovered that this was generally related to the protagonist's family environment.

Having lived two lives, Chen Hong could never escape the fate of being frequently beaten by his mother as a child, who used her iron fist to teach him to be a good person.

As Chen Hong grew up, he discovered that not everyone has a mother.

Especially those so-called time travelers, none of them had parents.

Chen Hong is different. He not only has one, but also a domineering mother.

Ning Lu, Seven-Colored Wine Gourd, Level 49 Support/Battle Soul Sect, Owner of the Hanging Pot Medical Clinic!

Friends!

(End of this chapter)