Douluo Continent: My Path to Godhood Through Stat Allocation

Chapter 77 It's so good! (Fourth update, please subscribe!!!)

"I've just arrived, and it's still very unfamiliar to me..." Fang Ling thought it over and over, but still felt it wasn't quite right.

She's supposed to be a senior, but we've only met briefly, and our contact has been limited to joining the team and receiving treatment.

We were complete strangers, and it was difficult to even start a conversation.

"It's better to be a stranger; acquaintances are useless." Qin Ming nodded firmly.

Is that so?

Fang Ling knew a little bit about it.

Because they are acquaintances, there is a subconscious sense of reliance, which makes the sadness even more intense.

Do I become stronger in front of strangers?

"Besides, it's best if you can comfort her. You came from a beggar background and have persevered all alone. It's very inspiring. Your similar experience of loneliness might motivate her?"

Despite the urgency of the situation, Qin Ming still considered many things.

Having Fang Ling try to offer advice might seem abrupt at first glance, but there's actually a reason behind it.

Ye Lingling doesn't know many people in the academy, but they are all already in the group.

However, they all have happy families. Even Dugu Yan, who lost both her parents, has a titled Douluo grandfather who loves her dearly.

Only Fang Ling!

The newcomer, Fang Ling, comes from a poor background as a beggar. He lost his leg at a young age, has a tragic past, but is inspiring and has a strong will.

Having come to this point all alone, his identity, experiences, and youthful, sunny disposition are all the most suitable to comfort Ye Lingling.

Fang Ling pondered for a moment and realized that Qin Ming was right.

Although Ye Lingling's situation is a bit strange, as she has just arrived and is not familiar with the place at all, it is indeed a good opportunity to make connections with her during this time.

She hadn't attempted suicide before, so it's unlikely that something bad would happen to her as soon as he arrived.

He pondered how to begin.

Fang Ling's stomach suddenly rumbled.

He was hungry after running around all morning.

You should eat when you're hungry.

I've got an idea!

Fang Ling's expression was slightly strange, and then, under the gaze of the two, he jumped down from the tree.

Then he quickly walked to Ye Lingling's upwind side and started cooking.

Fang Ling let her cry, ignoring her.

Various spices were brought out.

Because the Frost Ring has a built-in refrigerator effect, and considering that he wanted to fit in with the group, he specially prepared a large batch of fresh ingredients before coming to the academy.

Although Ye Lingling was crying, the sudden arrival of someone still slightly distracted her.

What is the new junior doing?

She saw Fang Ling use his martial spirit to split trees, take out a table and several pots from his ring, and start chopping vegetables, mincing meat, and stir-frying...

A blazing flame rose up.

The movements were fluid and graceful, and the process was a pleasure to watch.

Soon enough, a plate of food that smelled so appetizing and made one feel happy was lifted up by his hand.

As she approached with the plate, Ye Lingling's taste buds began to stir with enticing aromas, her mouth started to water involuntarily, and her stomach began to rumble.

Her cheeks flushed instantly as she clutched her stomach, her eyes still slightly swollen. The black veil, damp with tears, clung to her cheeks. "Are we that close? What are you doing here?"

The voice was cold and sharp.

Fang Ling asked gently, "Senior, would you like some?"

Ye Lingling lowered her head to wipe her face with a towel, then put on a new black veil before raising her head. Her voice, with a deep nasal tone, added a touch of cuteness.

"Hmph~ Did the teachers send you here to counsel me again?"

Having run so far, she was indeed a little hungry, but her stubbornness and pride made it difficult for her to give in easily.

"Go away, I feel unwell right now and I don't want to eat anything."

"Really not going to eat?"

Fang Ling deliberately teased her softly in her ear, seemingly to comfort her: "It's not too late to cry after you finish eating. You've run so far, you must be hungry, right?"

"Hmph!" Ye Lingling was so angry that she made up her mind and immediately turned her head away sharply.

Fang Ling shook her head slightly; she couldn't blame him then. She thought to herself: If you won't eat, I will!

Pick up your chopsticks and start savoring the food in your hands.

Each chewing motion was performed as slowly as possible, appearing so elegant and satisfying.

The enticing aroma wafted slowly, accompanied by the soft sounds of chewing, like invisible threads tightly binding Ye Lingling's senses, making her feel an irresistible itch.

Damn Fang Ling, you did this on purpose, didn't you?

Ye Lingling had run many laps and was already very tired. Kneeling on the ground, her hunger was suddenly aroused, and she couldn't help but curse under her breath.

It smells delicious, I really want to eat it.

The thought had barely formed in her mind when she mentally slapped herself again.

Ye Lingling, what are you thinking about?

How could you let yourself be seduced like that?

The aroma wafted into her nose, and the chewing sounds caused her to salivate profusely, while her stomach rumbled loudly.

Everything was inviting her to join this feast for the senses.

Turning her head slightly, she caught every detail of Fang Ling's blissful expression.

The intense battle between the craving for food and the futile persistence began.

Ultimately, the desire to quickly enjoy the delicious food prevailed slightly.

Deliberately ignoring her earlier statement that she didn't want to eat, Ye Lingling slowly stretched out her hand and whispered, "I want to eat too."

The movement still carried a hint of hesitation.

Fang Ling simply chuckled and handed over the bowl and chopsticks, a hint of amusement flashing in her eyes, as if she had already anticipated her choice.

Why not?

The Emperor of Truthful Fragrance will punish every dishonest person.

Ye Lingling skillfully used her slender fingers to manipulate the chopsticks, deftly picking up a slice of tender meat.

After a slight hesitation, she lifted her veil and blew on it, then gently parted her lips and slowly put it into her mouth.

The meat slices touched her sensitive tongue, and a complex and wonderful flavor, a blend of salty and slightly sweet, instantly burst forth.

This is a harmonious blend of mountain spring water and warm spring sunshine, with a subtle hint of spiciness that gently teases every nerve ending of the taste buds.

It's not just about satisfying your taste buds, but also about comforting your soul.

All worries and sorrows disappeared.

"It smells so good!"

Ye Lingling praised sincerely, and after a moment of thought, removed her veil.

Below her was a face as pink and tender as a newly blossoming peach blossom, with skin as delicate as porcelain, like the most tender petals under the morning dew.

Her bright blue eyes were both affectionate and captivating.

She just cried, so of course she looks radiant; the tear stains are still there.

After picking it, she immediately began to eat it in small bites.

Fang Ling felt a sense of ease and satisfaction.

We prepared her meal and soup, and then ate together.

After finishing her meal, Ye Lingling stopped crying; the delicious food truly soothed her inner pain.

With a hint of satisfaction, she wiped her mouth with a handkerchief and asked疑惑地问道, "Why did the teachers ask you to come?"

"Knowing you can cook, why do you carry all sorts of tools and prepared ingredients with you?"

"Your cooking is really good, better than what we have at the academy."

Ye Lingling acknowledged this.

Fang Ling shook her head: "No, I think it's simply because of my past identity."

"identity?"

"Ah." His voice was low. "Before becoming a Soul Master, I was a little beggar. I endured the loss of my leg on my own."

"Huh?" Ye Lingling was stunned for a moment.

"How...how is this possible? A broken leg, how could this be?"

"Many people may not have been able to hold on and have died, but I am still alive."

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