Douluo: The Mysterious System

But Wang Xiaotian already had a pretty good guess.

Judging by the story's timeline, Tang San should be arriving soon!

Before enrolling at the academy, he'd already seen Tie Yuntao running around awakening martial spirits. So, if that guy had made his rounds, Tang San's awakening couldn't be far off.

Thankfully, he had made it just in time otherwise, he'd have ended up becoming the junior apprentice of a six-year-old like Tang San. Now that would've been embarrassing.

Wang Xiaotian was very familiar with the Grandmaster's room after all, he went there every other night for lectures.

Naturally, he knew the place like the back of his hand.

And the Grandmaster's knowledge really was profound.

Wang Xiaotian had learned a lot, including things never mentioned in the original plot.

Thanks to the system, he'd even gained some experience points from the Grandmaster.

For example:

Soul Beast Encyclopedia

Cultivation Encyclopedia

Soul Bone Encyclopedia... and more.

Though his time studying under the Grandmaster hadn't been long, and most of his proficiencies were still around 3/1000, at least he had a basic grasp of things.

"Teacher, I'm here."

Wang Xiaotian didn't enter immediately. He first called out at the door.

"Come in."

The Grandmaster's voice was, as always, stern and magnetic like that of a refined middle-aged man.

Inside, the Grandmaster was seated opposite a young boy. When Wang Xiaotian entered, the Grandmaster pointed at him and said:

"Come, meet your junior apprentice brother."

The boy turned to look at Wang Xiaotian, and Wang Xiaotian looked back

Tang San.

Hey there, little bro Tang San. You've arrived.

Of course, he didn't say that out loud. Wang Xiaotian was sharp-minded and knew better than to blurt something so dumb.

He looked like a very ordinary boy, with a healthy wheat-colored complexion and neat short black hair.

Though his clothes were simple, they were clean.

But the most striking feature was his eyes.

Deep. Full of stories.

That's the only way to describe them, Wang Xiaotian thought. He really did look like someone with a history.

"Hello, junior brother. I'm Wang Xiaotian. I became the Grandmaster's student a few days earlier than you."

Wang Xiaotian tried to sound like a mature little adult.

As a fellow transmigrator, Wang Xiaotian was way better at acting like a kid than Tang San.

He was a man who had watched countless Oscar-winning films, after all.

"Hello, senior brother. I'm Tang San. I look forward to learning from you."

For some reason, when Tang San met Wang Xiaotian's eyes, he felt as if he were being completely seen through like inside and out.

But the friendly smile on Wang Xiaotian's face made Tang San dismiss the thought.

How could I even think that?

The Grandmaster nodded.

"You're both my students now. You'll have to support each other going forward."

These two, in the Grandmaster's mind, were the ones who would carry out his dreams.

Even though Wang Xiaotian technically wasn't a formal disciple, he was still his student, so it was only natural for Tang San to call him "senior brother."

"Tang San, your martial spirit may be Blue Silver Grass, but with innate full soul power.

As for you, Wang Xiaotian, though your soul power isn't particularly strong for some reason, your martial spirit is exceptional.

Work hard both of you have great potential."

"Alright, Wang Xiaotian, since your junior just arrived and you're free, take him around the school, get him something to eat.

Tomorrow night, both of you come for class together."

The Grandmaster's main purpose today was to introduce Tang San to Wang Xiaotian, so the latter could look after him a bit.

"Yes, Teacher."

Wang Xiaotian replied respectfully, then left with Tang San. The two walked out together.

"Hey, can I call you Tang San from now on?"

Wang Xiaotian asked. After all, people close to Tang San later on all called him that. Time to start building rapport early.

"Sure, Senior Brother."

Tang San nodded. Still, for some reason, this "Senior Brother" of his gave off a strange, mysterious vibe like seeing flowers through a mist.

"And don't always call me 'Senior Brother' makes me feel old. How old are you?"

"Six and a half."

"I just turned ten, so I'm three and a half years older than you. Just call me 'Wang Xiaotian.'"

Wang Xiaotian thought his name was painfully common.

Wang-ge? Tian-ge? Xiao-ge?

After some thought, Xiaotian-ge had the best ring to it.

"Okay, Xiaotian ge."

Tang San was surprisingly cooperative and called him that immediately.

"Mm, good."

Having Tang San—the Tang San—call him "ge"? Oh, that felt great.

"Since it's our first meeting, I didn't come prepared… so here, have two silver soul coins."

Wang Xiaotian pulled two coins from his "Five-Three" storage wristband and stuffed them into Tang San's hand.

He had only recently transmigrated and didn't have much. In fact, by transmigration age, he was younger than Tang San.

When he first received a gold soul coin, he exchanged it for ten silver coins.

He'd spent five on upgrading to a luxury dorm when school started, gave two to Tang San now, and had also been eating meals these past few days…

Now he only had two silver coins left in his pouch.

I'm broke!

How did I not realize I had such a talent for spending money?! And the next gold coin allowance is still twenty days away!

No way. I've got to find a way to make money, fast this cash burns too quickly!

"This… this doesn't feel right."

Tang San looked at the silver coins in his hand, confused.

What kind of senior gives out money the moment you meet?

Two silver coins were enough for him and his father to live for a whole month and still have some leftover. So, this was no small gift.

"It's fine. You just got here you'll need to buy things. Plus, you're younger, and you need to eat more to grow.

Hm… here, take one more."

Wang Xiaotian gave him another silver coin.

Ouch. Painful.

But when he thought about Tang San's future potential and the fact that he was now his junior apprentice this little investment was totally worth it.

Even if I'm broke… I still have Xiao Yuchen. I'll be fine… I'll be fine…

"Let's go, I'll take you to the cafeteria."

Wang Xiaotian threw an arm around Tang San's shoulders and led him toward the dining hall, pointing out all the sights along the way.

Mid-walk, a system prompt appeared that gave him quite a challenge:

Ding! Mission Activated: Make Money

Mission Requirement:

Within six months, establish your own business on Douluo Continent and earn at least 1,000 gold soul coins.

Mission Reward: TBD

Mission Penalty: You will never be able to learn how to snore.

Wang Xiaotian: "…"

I was literally just thinking about making money and boom, mission alert? The system's that intelligent now?!

And now you're not even telling me the reward? Using my most beloved skill as a threat?!

This system isn't just magical it's a freak in' maniac!

Still… starting a business and earning 1,000 gold soul coins in just six months?

That was a tall order.

Man… life is hard.

"Wang Xiaotian, are you okay?"

Tang San noticed his strange expression and asked with concern.

"Nothing, Tang San. Come on let's go eat first."

Wang Xiaotian shook his head.

What's the point of telling you? You're not Ning Rongrong, the rich little heiress of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan you can't invest in me.

"Oh… okay."