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Chapter 1: First time clocking in! Meteor Tears!

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Outside the Holy Spirit Village.

The sky was bright, and the white mist covered the various wooden houses that were not tall in the village.

A little boy in simple linen clothes ran out slowly from the door of the misty village.

He had wheat-colored skin, bright eyes, and even breathing.
He ran towards the hill ahead without hesitation.

Halfway through the run, he suddenly remembered something, stopped at the foot of the hill, and looked at one of the boulders.

I saw a little boy about his size lying on the boulder.

The little boy has beautiful eyebrows and is very pleasing to the eye, but at this time he has a lazy look on his face.
He is lying on a boulder with Erlang’s legs upturned, and his mouth is still holding a blue and silver grass that can be seen everywhere in the village.
It tastes delicious.

“Brother Feng, get up so early every day, will you exercise with me today?”

He smiled at the little boy on the boulder and said.

“Little San’er? Stand down, I’m lying down soundly, squinting for a while, it’s getting hotter and hotter, come and wake me up after you finish your exercise.
”

The little boy on the boulder didn’t open his eyes.
He seemed to have known that he was coming, so he said lazily.

“…Brother Feng, can you stop calling me by the name of Xiao San’er….?”

Tang San gave a wry smile.

Brother Feng, his full name is Wang Feng.

A few months older than him, the famous little slacker in Holy Soul Village.

Most of the other five or six-year-old boys, at this age, get up early and exercise to prepare for the upcoming awakening of the martial art.

Or get up early to plow the land and follow their parents to do some farm work.

Just Brother Feng, he often looked hopeless from the morning, lying down and doing nothing.

However, Brother Feng was very pitiful.
When he was first born, he heard the village chief’s grandfather say that his mother passed away because of dystocia.

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His father was also over-sad later, and he became ill from hard work.
He also passed away in less than a year.

As a result, Brother Feng was adopted by the village chief grandfather.

As the days passed, Brother Feng gradually became aware that, in addition to worshiping his parents every year, he would not be immersed in the sadness of his parents’ early death.

Although he is lazy, Brother Feng is indeed very smart.

Thinking of this, Tang San still looked at the little boy lying on the boulder with some admiration.

In the past few years, Brother Feng didn’t know what methods he had used to greatly increase the production of grain and vegetables in Holy Soul Village, making the originally barren Holy Soul Village gradually rich.

Brother Feng also erected the pillar at the entrance of the village, which was in the mouth of the village chief grandfather, probably the handprint left by the legendary soul saint.

To outsiders, this is the handprint left by the soul saint, and he also compiled a lot of stories, which are almost miraculous, saying that as long as you come to admire him and touch him, you will have the possibility of becoming a soul saint in the future!

It attracted tourists from the surrounding villages, even from Notting City, there are often tourists who come to the village to admire it.

The remote and barren Holy Soul Village was directly built to look like a small town in less than two years.

Even my father said that this Feng kid has a different brain than others… clever and sensible.

The whole village likes him.

But he’s too lazy.

“Not junior San…” Wang Feng thought about it and said: “Could it be, Senior San?”

“…” Tang San looked speechless, “Let’s call Little San, Brother Feng, I’ll go to exercise first.”

Having said that, Tang San waved his hand and swiftly climbed towards the distant hill.

Although he is small, his hands and feet are very agile.
The small mountain pack, which is more than a hundred meters high, seems to be on the ground in front of him.

In just a few minutes, he climbed to the top of the mountain.

“As the saying goes, three points are destined to be destined, seven points depend on hard work…ninety points depend on golden fingers…As the protagonist of Douluo Continent, it’s just different…”

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Wang Feng looked at Tang San’s clean skills with a smile on his face.

Where is this skill that a six-year-old boy should have?

Just like himself, let alone climb up, after running for a while, he can’t get kicked.

“They’re all transmigrates… Little San, you are reborn from the strong…”

Wang Feng sighed leisurely: “I’m different, I’m a weak person… I’m a 21st-century nerd, how did I cross over into the world of the Douluo Continent? Even if I crossed over, I crossed over to a supporting character.”

“Golden Finger won’t give me one either.
How do I play with this? ”

Yes

Wang Feng was also a crossover, but compared to the protagonist Tang San, it was much worse.

There is no background against the sky,