Melee archer with maxed-out Douluo luck

Chapter 1: A Transmigrator Who Writes a Diary, and a Half-Awakened Raccoon Maid~ Please Read On!

Douluo Continent, Fanos Province, Notting City.

The morning sunlight peeked through the gaps in the curtains into the still somewhat dim room. The figure on the bed turned over, completely unaware of what was happening. His even breathing indicated that he was still fast asleep.

"Young Master? Are you awake? It's time to get up, or it will affect your plans for today."

As a woman's voice sounded from outside the door, the figure on the bed stirred, reached out from under the covers to rub her eyes, and said in a slightly confused voice, "Come in, Sister Xiuer."

With the sound of the doorknob turning, the door was pushed open, and a girl of about ten years old entered the room. She drew back the curtains, walked to the bedside, lifted the blanket, helped the person on the bed up, and began to change the clothes of the boy who had just woken up.

After he had changed his clothes, the boy finally woke up from his daze. At this time, the girl had brought him water, wet a towel, and started cleaning his face.

"Sister Xiuer, what time is it now?"

The boy accepted her service, and only opened his eyes to ask questions after the warm towel was removed from his face.

"Young Master, it's 8:30. After breakfast, you should be there just in time."

The girl called Xiuer wrung out the towel, put it aside, and answered softly.

"Okay, you can go out first. I'll brush my teeth and be there in five minutes."

The boy stood up and gave the order. Just as the girl was about to leave with the basin of water, he seemed to remember something and turned back to say, "Sister Xiu'er, remember to change your headdress or hat. I don't like the way people look at me."

Upon hearing his words, the girl paused briefly, turned around, and replied with a smile, "Okay, Xiao Li."

After the girl closed the door and left, the boy slowly walked to the table, opened the drawer, and took out a notebook.

After opening it, he looked through the contents, muttering something under his breath, and walked towards the sink.

"Whenever it's cloudy or rainy, I experience a tingling and itchy sensation in my ribs, which gradually intensifies and lasts for more than an hour, occurring once each at noon and midnight. Every night, around the third watch of the night, I experience needle-like stabbing pains on the top of my head and the soles of my feet, along with spasms throughout my body, lasting for at least half an hour."

The boy put the notebook aside and closed it, brushing his teeth while silently reciting his secret in his mind.

Spitting out the water in his mouth and drying his hands, the boy picked up the notebook again. Looking at the mixed Chinese characters and pinyin, he confirmed that what he had recited was consistent with what was recorded in the notebook. Then, he put the notebook back in the drawer and walked out with satisfaction.

(Note: The language in the Douluo Continent world is different from Chinese. The diary will be destroyed after the awakening.)

That's right, he's a transmigrator, no, to be precise, a reincarnated person. He was reborn into the Douluo Continent after his death, and it wasn't until he was three years old that he awakened his memories of his previous life.

To be honest, he didn't have the same experience as other people being hit by a truck. He felt a sharp pain in his heart while he was sleeping, and when he pieced together his memories, he found that he was already a three-year-old child.

The content he just wrote in his notebook and the content he recited were his memories from his past life, also known as the "Immortal Herb Code".

He was able to remember these things thanks to his experience before he transmigrated. On the night before he transmigrated, his good buddy, a lousy novelist, invited him out for drinks. While venting his frustrations, he also talked about his next book.

His next book happens to be a fanfiction of Douluo Continent. While discussing the return on investment in the fantasy world, he also made fun of Dugu Bo.

He casually recited the materials he had recently prepared in the form of a rhyming jingle, patted him on the shoulder, and told him to memorize them well, as this was a great opportunity. He said that if he really did transmigrate to Douluo Continent, this would be the key to becoming a god. At the time, he didn't take it seriously, but now it seems that his words hit the nail on the head.

Thinking of this, Han Li's lips twitched involuntarily. He suspected that the guy was doing it on purpose, and maybe he really was some big shot who deliberately pulled this stunt on him.

Otherwise, this is just too much of a coincidence.

Fortunately, he was already all alone, and being in a different, extraordinary world is better than working himself to death. Well, it's a good thing he didn't buy a house, minimizing his losses, but he feels a bit bad for the landlord; his room rents might drop significantly in the future.

Upon arriving at the restaurant, he pulled Sister Xiu'er, the girl from before, to sit down and enjoy breakfast, but his thoughts drifted elsewhere.

It's quite a coincidence that his name was the same in both his lives: Han Li.

The only difference is that in his previous life, his name was given to him by the director of the orphanage, while in this life, his name comes from his parents' surnames.

His father's name was Han Li, and his mother's name was Li Feiyu. When he first learned his parents' names, he was stunned for a long time, forcibly suppressing the urge to complain, and did not show any abnormality.

In his previous life, he was often teased about his name, but in this life it was even more outrageous, as it became his parents' name, making him feel like he was being watched by something in the dark.

However, considering that he was in the Douluo Continent, oh well, this place simply cannot withstand things like karma.

Moreover, he no longer needed to worry about his parents. After awakening his past life memories, he discovered that his parents had recently passed away. It was precisely because of this that his memories awakened prematurely. Due to excessive grief, his body suffered from a high fever for a full half-month before regaining his senses.

His parents were deacons of the Spirit Hall, but unlike Su Yuntao, they belonged to the Spirit Hall under the entire Fanos Province. Both of them were Soul Masters, one at level 42 and the other at level 43. They were mobile enforcers and the backbone of the cleanup of fallen Soul Masters.

The couple, along with their squad, discovered two fallen soul masters slaughtering villagers as a sacrifice during their patrol. In the emergency, without time to report, and disregarding the fact that there was a Soul King on the other side, they forcibly interrupted the sacrifice and chose to fight them head-on.

As a result, both sides almost perished together. The mother, who was of the highest rank and the strongest, also passed away after sending the only surviving girl to the nearest Spirit Hall and leaving behind the dying wish to send her young son back to his hometown.

Thinking of this, Han Li turned his head and glanced at the girl eating beside him. Sister Xiu'er was the survivor his mother had saved. Moreover, she should have awakened her martial soul back then, but because of this incident, she mistakenly awakened a martial soul, becoming something similar to the catwoman that Ning Fengzhi bought at the auction in the original work, except that her martial soul was a small raccoon.

With the tacit approval of the Spirit Hall, a girl who was practically crippled stubbornly chose to become his maid.

When she saw Han Li's gaze fall on her, Xiu'er was taken aback at first, then revealed a sweet smile.

"Young Master, have you finished eating? Shall we set off now?"

"Okay, let's go. We agreed to go to Notting Academy today to check on the start of the semester." Han Li glanced at Xiu'er, who had already hidden her ears, and walked out first.

"Young Master, there's no need to rush. There's only one week left until your awakening. Even if you miss the enrollment period, the academy won't refuse your application."

The girl's voice came softly from behind.

"Well, I'm not in a hurry, Sister Xiuer. But I still want to see the new students this year. Maybe I'll see some interesting things with the students from later years."

As Han Li, who was walking in front, spoke, a strange expression appeared on his face, as if he were a weasel that had successfully stolen a chicken.

I'm looking forward to reading the new book. If you're interested, you can also invest in it; the earlier you invest, the higher the returns.

Because it's a Douluo Continent fanfiction, I'll wait a few days after posting it and then go to the editor to submit it for approval.

(End of this chapter)