Chapter 4 Don’t call me Dong’er!

Chapter 4 Don’t call me Dong’er!

"Zhiqua——"

When Wang Zhao opened the door and walked to the courtyard, the sky was at midday.

According to what Xiang Bibi Dong learned before, it had been two full days since he was knocked unconscious and taken away in Notting City.

"I don't know if there is anything going on with Old John..."

Wang Zhao looked at the potted flowers and plants in the courtyard and sighed.

He awakened, or traveled through time, when he was three years old, and he couldn't develop any deep affection for old John. But the kindness of raising him in the past three years and the respect for old John have been engraved in his heart.

Thinking of this, Wang Zhao found a maid in black sitting cross-legged in a dark corner and asked her innocently:

"Sister Die, how are you doing with my Grandpa John?"

Die is the teacher arranged by Bibi Dong to teach Wang Zhao martial arts cultivation when she is not free. She is also the housekeeper and security guard of this mansion.

Die opened her obsidian-like eyes and glanced at Wang Zhao dullly. She thought he was in a state of being hypnotized by an illusion, so she said lightly:

"Don't worry, Your Majesty... Your teacher is still a big shot even in this Wuhun City. After accepting you, your grandfather will naturally have someone to take care of you."

"Oh, thank you Sister Die."

Wang Zhao nodded and saw that the person in front of him was a quiet person who didn't like to talk much, so he left silently without disturbing him.

According to what Bibi Dong said before leaving, he would only start teaching him how to practice tomorrow, so Wang Zhao had nothing to do at the moment. After thinking about it, he informed the people at home and went for a walk in Wuhun City alone. .

But rather than just strolling, it’s better to go out and get familiar with the terrain.

At this time, Die's closed eyes reopened, and she stared at Wang Zhao's departing back, then followed him from a distance...

In Wuhun City, patrolling knights can be seen everywhere.

Although Wang Zhao was trying to get familiar with this strange city, he was no different from an ordinary six-year-old child when he walked on the street, full of curiosity and restraint.

At this time, he suddenly heard a lively sound coming from a tavern on the street. His eyes rolled, and he trotted into the tavern and quietly blended in.

No one would care about a six-year-old child who behaves "obscenely", let alone these people in the pub who are chatting happily.

They talked freely, and at the foot of the Pope's Palace, they had a tacit understanding that they would avoid sensitive topics. As for chatting, bragging, etc., no one would care.

For Wang Zhao, this is also a good place to inquire about news. He needs to confirm some things as soon as possible, such as the timeline.

After all, this is related to some of his plans for the future.

And this tavern did not disappoint Wang Zhao. Not long after, he heard a few rough guys at the next table discussing loudly about Tang Hao, one of the "Haotian Double Stars" who was ordered by the current Pope Qianxun Ji to be wanted across the continent. things.

As for the reason, it is said that the "human traitor" Tang Hao colluded with the soul beasts in an attempt to harm human society.

This made Wang Zhao feel excited. After thinking about it, he soon understood a lot.

For example, a certain god-king who will be dictatorial for eternity in the future may not have been born yet.

Bibi Dong should "kill her husband" and become the new pope of Wuhun Palace within two years.

Qian Renxue should be around nine years old at this time.

As for himself, at best, he still has seven years of development and planning time.

If Tang San's time in Novice Village in Notting City was also included, it would be thirteen years.

After all, only when the Shrek Academy in Soto City gathers the seven monsters is the place where the real "dream" begins.

Thirteen years...

What should I do without plug-ins?

Wang Zhao was relieved.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, you have to start with laying the foundation, and study hard first.

With this in mind, he left the tavern and walked around a few times before returning.

Return to the mansion.

Wang Zhao couldn't wait to walk into the room that Bibi Dong had arranged for him. After rummaging around, he found several books, all about the basic knowledge of soul masters, such as "Ingenious Methods for Identifying the Age of Soul Beasts" and "Basic Meditation Methods and Breathing". Application", "Self-cultivation of the Soul Master" and so on.

Oh... Also, a relatively well-preserved copy of "The Ten Core Competencies of Wuhun".

Among them, what Wang Zhao values ​​​​more is professional training manuals such as "Meditation Method". Although a lot of knowledge is difficult to understand by looking at it alone, that is only for ordinary six-year-old children. After being polished by thousands of online novels in his previous life, Wang Zhao's most indispensable thing is his imagination. Even if he doesn't understand some things, he can still grasp them through analogy. From this, it seems that he can be regarded as a genius.

After all, I have never eaten pork, and I have seen pigs running away.

…

evening.

Bibi Dong arrived quietly, and when she saw Wang Zhao who was flipping through a book, he seemed to overlap with a familiar figure in his mind. He couldn't help but feel dazed for a moment, and suddenly asked:

"Do you like reading books?"

Wang Zhao's body trembled, and he looked at Bibi Dong as if he was frightened. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and greeted:

"Sister Dong'er, when did you come in?"

"What...did you call me?"

Bibi Dong frowned subconsciously.

"Sister Dong'er, Grandpa John once said that when you see a young and beautiful person, you should call her sister..."

As he said this, Wang Zhao's innocent expression suddenly froze, he scratched his head, and murmured as if he was distressed:

"Oh, but you are my teacher now, I should call you Teacher Dong'er."

"...Don't call me Dong'er!"

"Okay, Teacher Dong'er, no problem, Teacher Dong'er."

Wang Zhao promised with a silly smile.

"..."

At this moment, Bibi Dong regretted the name "Wang Dong'er" that she had given to her vest. She looked deeply at Wang Zhao's innocent appearance and couldn't get angry with the little boy. In the end, she could only sigh helplessly.

"Forget it, whatever you want."

"Then I'll call you Sister Dong'er."

Wang Zhao was getting more and more demanding, and still maintained a silly smile on her face.

"Why?"

"Because Sister Dong'er is so beautiful, calling you teacher will make you look old."

Bibi Dong was silent, neither accepting the title nor objecting.

Wang Zhao thought she accepted it, and couldn't help thinking, is this Conan's happiness?

It's so nice to open a small account!

Afterwards, Bibi Dong asked again: "You haven't answered me yet, do you like reading books?"

"Yes."

Wang Zhao nodded as a matter of course, this was not his pretense, because he had never known his past life, and no one in this alien world could understand how much he longed for this extraordinary power to belong to himself.

So even if his martial soul is golden scales, even if his innate soul power is only half a level, as long as there is a chance, he will firmly grasp it.

Thinking of this, Wang Zhao stared at Bibi Dong, the future goddess, and then said:

"I think books are the ladder of human progress. Whether you are a gifted genius or a waste, you can always find your own answer in the book."

Hearing this, Bibi Dong slightly widened her eyes, and suddenly felt that she seemed to be a little bit unable to see through this six-year-old boy.

You know, Yu Xiaogang didn't have this awareness back then, and later it was under her suggestion that he studied theory specifically.

And Bibi Dong's change was actually within Wang Zhao's expectations. After all, he can pretend to be young, but he won't pretend to be stupid.

After all, he was already a waste in terms of his innate soul power. If he didn't show something that could make people look at him differently, why would people look at him favorably?

That night.

Bibi Dong stayed in the mansion and had dinner with Wang Zhao before leaving. She had her own mansion, and she didn't know whether it was right or wrong to choose to keep Wang Zhao in this place like a little lover...