I started by submitting to the Douluo Continent, and the nation helped me become a god.

Chapter 3 Master, please wait!

"Li Fulan, can you hear me?"

Director Zhao picked up the communicator, his weathered, square face a mixture of excitement and solemnity.

"Received." Li Fulan's calm response came through the walkie-talkie.

"Listen, child," Director Zhao's voice turned unusually serious, each word like a rebar cast in concrete, "From this moment on, your first and only goal is to save your own life at all costs!"

"Tell us what you need. If you encounter danger, don't be reckless; try to find a way to cope. Remember, you are not fighting alone; behind you is the entire nation. We will use all our resources to support you, analyze every situation you may encounter, and provide you with the best solution."

For the first time, Li Fulan felt a strange sensation in her heart.

He had never even considered the idea of ​​"sacrificing himself for his country" in the real world.

Unexpectedly, traversing the world has inexplicably burdened me with such a heavy "mission".

Ironic.

I tried my best.

Just then, a light footstep came from the woods not far away.

A figure emerged from the shadows of the trees.

He was a middle-aged man, with an average appearance, short stature, and even a bit thin.

A name instantly popped into Li Fulan's mind.

Yu Xiaogang.

That "master" from Douluo Continent who was theoretically invincible but practically useless.

Yu Xiaogang also noticed him, paused in his steps, and his slightly dull eyes revealed a hint of scrutiny and vigilance.

"Who are you?" Yu Xiaogang asked.

"Which academy are you from? Don't you know this is the outer edge of the Star Dou Great Forest? Wandering around like this, do you want to become snacks for the soul beasts?"

"I'm lost," he made up an excuse on the spot.

Yu Xiaogang frowned, clearly dissatisfied with the answer.

His gaze swept over Li Fulan from head to toe, finally settling on his empty hands and ordinary clothes.

"Are you a Soul Master?"

"Yes."

"Release your martial spirit and let me see." Yu Xiaogang's tone was like a teacher asking a student to hand in their homework.

Li Fulan didn't care. He spread his right hand, and a white light flashed in his palm. The harmless little white mushroom, carrying a ten-year level white soul ring, floated up leisurely.

"A martial soul... is a mushroom?" A look of surprise flashed across Yu Xiaogang's face.

His mind, which was as vast as a library, was rapidly searching for all records about plant-type martial souls.

Mushroom-type martial souls do exist, but they are all among the worst, even inferior to Blue Silver Grass.

"A food-type martial soul?" he asked subconsciously.

"I guess so, it can be treated," Li Fulan replied.

When Yu Xiaogang's gaze fell on the white spirit ring, the astonishment deep in his eyes completely turned into undisguised contempt.

His expression didn't change much, but the slight downward curve of his lips and the slightly raised chin clearly conveyed one message: another useless person with no talent or background.

His first spirit ring was actually just the worst ten-year spirit ring.

In the Douluo Continent, anyone with power and influence will have their family or sect elders help them hunt spirit beasts to obtain stronger spirit rings. Only commoners would choose ordinary ten-year spirit rings.

The future achievements of such a person are predictable; at best, they will only reach the level of a level 20 Great Soul Master, and they can forget about advancing to the Soul Venerable realm in this lifetime.

"Sigh..." Yu Xiaogang sighed inwardly. He had no interest in saying another word to this "rotten wood".

He turned to leave, but then seemed to remember something, paused, and without turning back, uttered a sentence that seemed less like a question to Li Fulan and more like a monologue expressing a long-held conjecture.

"I have studied martial souls for many years, and based on the theory of martial soul mutation, I deduce that there should be an extremely special form of martial soul in this world—twin martial souls. Unfortunately, so far, I have never found any examples to prove my theory."

After saying that, he took a step forward, seemingly ready to leave this "talented trash" young man and his ridiculous white soul ring mushroom behind him.

Li Fulan watched his retreating figure, her heart completely unmoved, and she even wanted to roll her eyes.

Twin martial souls? Of course! Isn't that the woman who's completely captivated you, sitting right now in the Papal Palace of Martial Soul City, her?

Who, besides Tang San, would be foolish enough to tell you this secret and let you verify your pathetic theory?

His gaze inadvertently swept over Yu Xiaogang's waist.

There, a blue belt was tied.

The belt is made of a material that resembles jade but is not jade. It is evenly inlaid with twenty-four milky white gemstones, each of which is polished to a warm and smooth finish.

Li Fulan's pupils contracted almost imperceptibly.

Holy crap... isn't this "Moonlit Night on the Twenty-Four Bridges"?

In the original story, this thing was a gift from Yu Xiaogang to Tang San as a disciple-acceptance present—a storage soul tool with an internal space of twenty-four cubic meters!

A thought flashed through Li Fulan's mind like lightning!

Soul-guided device!

Handguns are excluded by the "world rules" because they are classified as separate "offensive items".

However, the bulletproof vests and the communication devices attached to them were brought over because they were classified as "clothing".

So...

Does a belt count as clothing?

If this "Moonlit Night on the Twenty-Four Bridges" designation is determined to be part of the clothing, wouldn't that mean...?

Can he use this storage soul tool to bring things from this world back to Earth?

Or, to go even crazier, bring things from Earth into this world?!

"Master, please wait!"