Douluo Continent, Province of Fanos, Nuoding City.
The morning sunlight quietly seeped through the gaps in the curtains into the still-dim room. The figure on the bed turned over, completely unaware, as the even sound of breathing indicated he was still in a sweet dream.
"Young master? Are you awake? It's time to get up, or it will affect your plans for today."
A girl's voice sounded from outside the door. The figure on the bed moved, stretched out a hand from under the blanket to rub his eyes, and replied, still somewhat confused, "Come in, Sister Xiu'er."
As the door handle turned, the door was pushed open, and a girl, about ten years old, entered the room. She pulled open the curtains, walked to the bed, lifted the blanket, and helped the boy up, assisting him in changing his clothes.
It wasn't until his clothes were changed that the boy finally woke up from his drowsiness. By then, the girl had already brought a basin of water and wetted a towel to wash his face.
"Sister Xiu'er, what time is it now?"
The boy accepted her service and asked as he opened his eyes after the warm towel left his face.
"Young master, it's eight-thirty. After breakfast, it should be just the right time."
The girl, called Xiu'er, wrung out the towel, placed it aside, and answered softly.
"Okay, you can go out now. I'll brush my teeth and be there in five minutes."
The boy stood up and gave instructions. As the girl was about to leave with the basin, he seemed to remember something and turned around to say, "Sister Xiu'er, remember to change your hair ornament or wear a different hat. I don't like those people's gazes."
The girl paused briefly upon hearing his words, then turned back with a smile and replied, "Alright, young master."
After the girl closed the door and left, the boy slowly walked to the desk, opened a drawer, and took out a notebook.
He opened it and looked at the contents, muttering to himself as he walked towards the wash basin.
"Whenever it is cloudy or raining, there is a tingling sensation in both sides of my ribs that gradually intensifies, lasting for more than an hour, occurring at noon and midnight. Late at night, around three in the morning, there is a needle-like pain at the top of my head and the soles of my feet, accompanied by full-body spasms for at least half an hour."
After closing the notebook and putting it aside, the boy began to brush his teeth while silently reciting his secrets.
After rinsing his mouth and drying his hands, the boy picked up the notebook again. He confirmed that what he had recited matched the notes, then put the notebook back into the drawer and walked out, satisfied.
Indeed, he was a transmigrator. No, to be precise, he was a reborn individual who had been reincarnated into the Douluo Continent. It wasn't until he was three years old that his memories from his previous life awakened.
To be honest, he hadn't experienced being hit by a truck like others. He had felt a sharp pain in his heart while dreaming, and when he pieced his memories together again, he realized he had become a three-year-old child.
The contents written in his notebook and what he recited were his memories from his previous life, also known as the "Herb Code."
He could remember these things thanks to his experiences before transmigrating. On the night before he transmigrated, his good buddy, a novelist, had called him out for a drink. While venting their frustrations, they talked about his friend's next book.
His friend's next book was a Douluo fanfiction. As they chatted about the return on investment in fantasy worlds, they joked about Dugu Bo.
Casually, his friend recited some of the materials he was preparing in a rhyming manner and patted his shoulder, telling him to remember it well because it could be a great opportunity. He said that if he ever transmigrated to Douluo, this would be the key to becoming a god.
At that time, he didn't take it seriously, but now it seemed that his friend had hit the nail on the head.
Thinking about this, Han Li couldn't help but twitch his mouth. He suspected that his friend did it on purpose and maybe he was some big shot who intentionally set this up for him. Otherwise, it would be too much of a coincidence.
But fortunately, he was alone to begin with. Transmigrating to a supernatural world was better than working himself to death. Hmm, good thing he didn't buy a house, minimizing his losses, though he did feel a bit sorry for the landlord. His room's rent might drop significantly in the future.
In the dining room, he sat down with Xiu'er, the young girl from earlier, to enjoy breakfast. His thoughts drifted elsewhere.
It was quite a coincidence that his name in both lives was the same—Han Li.
The only difference was that in his previous life, his name was given by the orphanage director, whereas in this life, it came from his parents' surnames.
His father was named Han Si, and his mother was named Li Feiyu. When he first learned his parents' names, he was stunned for a moment, forcibly holding back the urge to complain and showing no unusual expression.
In his previous life, he was often teased about his name, but he didn't expect it to be even more absurd in this life, bearing his parents' names. It felt like something was watching over him.
However, considering he was in the Douluo Continent, it didn't matter. This place couldn't possibly bear the weight of such karma.
Moreover, he didn't have to worry about his parents anymore. After his previous life's memories awakened, he discovered that his parents in this life had passed away not long ago. It was precisely because of this event that his memories awakened early. Due to excessive grief, this body had a high fever for half a month before recovering its senses.
His parents were deacons of the Spirit Hall, but unlike Su Yuntao, they were part of the Spirit Hall under the entire Fanos Province. Both were Soul Ancestors, one at level 42 and the other at level 43, serving as mobile enforcers and a main force in purging evil spirit masters.
The couple, along with their team, discovered two evil spirit masters slaughtering villagers for a sacrificial ritual during a patrol. In a critical situation, they had no time to report and couldn't afford to hesitate despite facing a Soul King. They chose to forcefully interrupt the ritual, deciding to fight head-on.
The result was mutual destruction. The highest-ranked and strongest, Han Li's mother managed to send the only surviving girl to the nearest Spirit Hall, leaving behind a final wish to return to her young child's home before passing away.
Thinking of this, Han Li turned to look at the girl eating beside him. Xiu'er was the survivor his mother had saved. Moreover, she should have awakened her spirit that year, but due to the incident, she mistakenly awakened a beast spirit, becoming similar to the cat girl Ning Fengzhi bought at the auction in the original work. However, her martial soul was a small raccoon. (Xiu'er is Raphtalia.)
With the tacit approval of the Spirit Hall, this half-wasted girl stubbornly chose to become his maid.
Noticing Han Li's gaze, Xiu'er first froze, then gave a sweet smile.
"Young master, have you finished eating? Shall we head out now?"
"Yes, let's go. As promised, we're going to check out NuodingAcademy's enrollment situation today." Han Li glanced at Xiu'er, who had already hidden her ears and walked out first.
"Young master, there's no need to rush. It's only a week until your awakening. Even if you miss the enrollment time, the academy won't refuse you."
The girl's voice gently came from behind.
"Yes, I'm not in a hurry, Sister Xiu'er. I just want to see the new students this year. Maybe I'll meet future classmates and see some interesting things."
As he spoke, a peculiar expression appeared on Han Li's face, like a weasel that had successfully stolen a chicken.
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