Douluo: Reverse Dimension

Chapter 1 Isn't this the right start?

"No way! No way! No one really hasn't crossed over yet, right?"

"Traveling? That's just a manifestation of the concretization of quantum entanglement."

"Oh, quantum entanglement, you understand again."

"..."

"If you want to hurt her, step on my dead body first!"

"Let them go, I'll go with you!"

"No, Ah Yin! Don't!"

"No!"

"..."

The grotesque dream full of despair quickly shattered, and Song Ke, who was sleeping soundly, felt his head throbbing abnormally, as if someone had hit him hard with a stick.

"Hiss..." In a daze, Song Ke wanted to turn over, cover his head, and get out of this state, but he couldn't move his body at all. Although he was conscious, his body was completely out of control.

I was "pressed by ghosts"?Song Ke tried his best to restrain his consciousness. He knew he was dreaming, but when he was half asleep and half awake, his will was always difficult to control. No matter how hard he tried, the sounds and images in his mind still emerged, which were difficult to eliminate.

All right, why do you have a headache in the middle of the night?
Could it be sudden death from staying up late watching dramas, or cerebral hemorrhage?

WDNMD!No way, I shouldn't just die young like this, right?

Damn it!Wake up!Song Ke, wake up!

Faced with the fear of the unknown, the desire to survive from biological instincts gradually increased. Song Ke tried hard to emphasize the word "dream", which finally had a significant effect.

Why?Doesn't seem to hurt much?

The body is conscious.

Hiss... Strange, how could I dream of the scene of Tang San's mother Ayin offering sacrifices in the animation "Douluo Dalu", and it's so real, it's almost immersive!
Well, it may be because of the consequences of staying up late to watch dramas before I went to bed. Song Ke, who gradually regained consciousness, comforted himself in his heart. As the saying goes, he thinks every day and dreams at night, and he should be talking about his current situation.

Forget it, continue to sleep, tomorrow I have to get up early to move bricks, I don't know how many hours I can sleep...

After Song Ke finished muttering, he fell into a drowsy sleep again.

I don't know how long it took, Song Ke, who was in a coma, only felt some noise in his ears, as if someone was calling him:

"Tang Si! Brother! Wake up! Wake up! Don't scare me!"

Um?Tang Si?Who are you calling?

me?

I'm still Tang San!Why is this dream getting more and more outrageous.

Hiss...Wait, what's with this boyish voice, this crying voice?

Song Ke, who was not fully awake, noticed the key point. He was already at work, and when he woke up, he should have been in the company's dormitory, but why was there a child's voice?

Not only that, but who is Tang Si calling?There is no one named Tang in my dormitory either?

At this moment, the debate on the side suddenly sounded:

"Father, my brother will not be beaten to death by you, right?"

"Hey! Grandpa Jack, what are you doing! Don't be impulsive! Put down your walking stick first!"

"Tang Hao! You bastard! You know how to drink all day! When you drink, you will go crazy! Tang Si is your own son! No matter how naughty and ignorant he is, you can't treat him so cruelly!"

"Ten days will be the Martial Soul Awakening Day! If something happens to Tang Si, the old man, I will expel you from the Holy Soul Village!"

Grandpa Jack!Tang Hao!Holy Soul Village!Song Ke was startled, isn't this a character from Douluo Dalu?
how do I?

No way!
No way!
I won't really time travel!Song Ke suddenly remembered the scene of talking in his dreams before, and couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.

"What's the noise?" Tang Hao's sallow and dull face was full of stubble, and he glanced at Old Jack indifferently, "Is it possible that I don't know if my son is dead or not?"

Old Jack raised the walking stick in his hand high:
"You! You know what a fart! He has been in a coma for nearly half an hour! The children in the ordinary family are treasures, you are good! Use the child as a tool for practicing hands! Don't say anything, take him to see !"

Tang Hao didn't explain, he snorted coldly, turned around, walked to the only table at home, pulled a stool and sat down, took the wine jar, poured a bowl of wine, and immediately drank it all, and said indifferently:
"Little San, take old Jack home."

Tang San raised his head, his small face was full of worry:
"But, brother, he..."

Tang Hao suddenly pressed the big bowl in his hand on the table, and the hall was shaken by the fluctuation of the thick soul power:
"I said, he can't die!"

Tang San frowned, he hesitated for two seconds, stretched out his right index finger and put it on Song Ke's nose, suddenly, he was overjoyed, and he let out a long sigh of relief.

Angry!Although it is very weak, at least it is still alive!

But, I obviously didn't feel his breath before, what's going on?

As a person who has lived two lives, Tang San is naturally different from other six-year-old children, knowing how to make common judgments. Just now "Tang Si" suddenly went crazy after six years of dementia. As a result, he was hit by Tang Hao's palm, and then fell directly to the ground Fainted out, no, not comatose, but dead directly.

He was sure, very sure!
And Tang Hao also knew that Tang Si had indeed died just now. Although he had controlled his strength, as the most domineering Titled Douluo in the mainland, he seemed to have used the "Killing God Domain" with that palm just now. Thinking about it, he was really scared , almost killed his own son by mistake.

However, during the dispute just now, his mental power caught the anomaly, and Tang Si came back to life!

Thinking of this, Tang Hao breathed a sigh of relief, took another big sip of wine, and calmed down his chaotic mood.

Seeing that the other party showed no regrets, Old Jack gritted his teeth angrily, and couldn't help but walk like flying, and was about to rush in front of him. Looking at his posture, it seemed that he was about to perform the "chaotic cloak and stick technique" in public.

At this moment, Tang San suddenly jumped up from the side, and hugged Old Jack's arm:

"Grandpa Jack! My brother is really fine, it's getting late, I, I'll take you back!"

Old Jack's movements stopped suddenly, and he turned his head in a daze:
"Little San, don't lie to grandpa! Are you afraid of your father and coaxing me with him?"

Tang San tried his best to shake his head, his eyes were extremely firm:
"Absolutely not! If you don't believe me, try it yourself."

oh?Xiaosan still judges life and death?interesting!Tang Hao sat at the table, watching the situation here with great interest.

It stands to reason that when a six-year-old child in an ordinary family encounters such a situation, they will usually be scared to pee their pants, but the one who can maintain calmness and reason, and deal with it calmly, is No. 1.

Not bad!As expected of my son!Tang Hao boasted in his heart.

Old Jack glanced at the comatose Song Ke on the ground, and didn't go up to test it immediately, but looked at Tang Hao and said:
"Tang Hao! I know you are in a difficult situation, and I have helped you a lot these years! If you want to kill Tang Si because he has brain problems, then there is no need for it!"

As he spoke, he walked up to Song Ke and said in a deep voice:
"Such a good child, if you don't raise it, I will!"

"Snapped!"

Tang Hao exerted force with his palm and crushed the porcelain bowl in his hand:
"This is my son! No one can take them away from me!"

Dad, if you crush a few more bowls, we'll eat the porridge with our hands, Tang San looked at the crumbs on the ground, feeling inexplicably distressed.

Old Jack sneered, squatted down, and according to Tang San's method, put his finger on Song Ke's nose, three seconds later, he nodded slightly, and put his hand on Song Ke's chest again.

After confirming that Song Ke was not dead, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and got up with Tang San's support:

"Okay, since Tang Si's child is not dead, I'm relieved!"

"But his breathing and heartbeat are very weak. Xiaosan, you and grandpa, go to my place to get some medicine and food. When your brother wakes up, give him supplements."

Tang San glanced at Tang Hao, before he could speak, Old Jack snorted, and pulled him outside.

"Father, take care of younger brother first! I'll be right back!" Tang San followed Old Jack out, and he didn't forget to close the dilapidated door before leaving.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Tang Hao exhaled, glanced at Song Ke on the ground, and said coldly:
"Since you're awake, stop pretending and get up quickly."

What!How did he know I'd regained consciousness?Song Ke was startled, but he didn't open his eyes.

That's right, Tang Hao!He is the youngest Titled Douluo in the entire continent, and he can still see through such trivial things.

Song Ke subconsciously made the most embarrassing explanation in his mind.

Seeing that Song Ke on the ground didn't respond, Tang Hao shook his head invisibly. He knew that the child might just regain consciousness, and if he survived his "Death God Domain" palm, at least he would be disabled.

Perhaps, I really shouldn't have done that. Although he has been in a daze like a walking dead for six years, he is his son after all. Tang Hao regretted it for a few seconds, then got up and walked to him, picked him up, turned around and teased him. Pull up the curtain and go to the side of the house.

"Damn it! If this is a dream, then wake me up quickly!" Song Ke felt the real touch of his body, and a touch of fear emerged in his heart.

It's not that he didn't want to open his eyes, but he didn't dare!

He was afraid that this was reality, and that he had just time-traveled!
Although he had fantasized about various time travels more than once, when this kind of thing happened to him, it was unavoidably inexplicable and frightening to the point of unacceptable.

Maybe this is Ye Gong's love for dragons.

Tang Hao put Song Ke on the bed, while he sat beside him, staring at the sky outside the window, staring at the bright moon in a daze.

At this moment, a strange voice suddenly sounded in Song Ke's mind:

"You are Song Ke?"

who!Song Ke subconsciously spoke, his voice sounded very immature, like a teenager.

Suddenly, in his dim spiritual sea, three strands of dark red flames popped out, suspended in mid-air in the shape of a triangle, illuminating the whole world.

Song Ke stood there, looking at the three flames above his head, and took two steps back vigilantly.

Then, the voice continued:
"My name is Zhen Dejian, and I am your smart golden finger."

"Really cheap"?Goldfinger still has a name?I'm curious why it's not called "Wang Defa"?Song Ke subconsciously complained, thinking that he was still dreaming, so he took two steps forward, half curious, half doubtful and asked:
"Goldfinger, right? Tell me, what is your ability?"

The brightness of the three dark red soul fires suddenly increased, and the piercing Song Ke instinctively raised his right hand and narrowed his eyes.

"My ability is set to "swallow". I can swallow other undead abilities for my own use. There are countless souls of fellow travelers in Douluo Continent. They have already existed in this world since the moment they were born. Therefore, As long as you find them and devour their abilities, you can strengthen yourself."

"An undead can add a skill and a soul power point to you, so you don't have to practice as frequently as other traversers, and you don't have to worry about which kind of soul beast to hunt. You can call it up at any time if you want to use it after devouring it. Is there anything else you don't understand and need me to explain?"

Song Ke frowned slightly, and asked after a few seconds:
"Wait, what you said is true, I'm a materialist! Time travel will never happen, it will only appear in various fantasy novels and movies, you must be lying to me, right? Maybe I'm still dreaming."

Zhen Dejian said politely:

"What you saw before was not a dream, but something that actually happened."

"You mean, I dreamed about the scene when Tang San's mother, A Yin, offered sacrifices?" Song Ke asked.

Zhen Dejian replied respectfully:
"Yes, your time travel led to a major change in the plot. You became Tang San's twin brother. Also, you have been in Douluo Dalu for six years."

Tang San's twin brother?six years?Song Ke was surprised:
"how come?"

Zhen Dejian explained:

"The previous dream indicated that you had crossed over, but then you fell asleep again. You slept for six years, but your body in the world of Douluo Continent actually existed. Without the support of your soul, the body was insane and demented. It just so happens that the main story line is about to start, so I woke you up."

Song Ke froze there, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, but he still couldn't believe the fact that he had time traveled.

"No, what nonsense are you talking about?" He looked at the three soul fires with some amusement.

"If you don't believe it, then open your eyes and see the world!" Zhen Dejian felt that only by letting him experience it himself would he fully believe it.

Song Ke's expression gradually settled down, and it wasn't until then that he realized the fact that he had really time-traveled.

I traveled across time, to the Douluo Continent, and became the twin brother of the protagonist Tang San.

This start is absurd and bizarre!Incredible!

(End of this chapter)