Douluo Silas

If it were under other circumstances, Silas would need to think carefully about whether to choose physical enhancement or mental enhancement, but now he has no choice.

Compared with strengthening the spirit, increasing physical fitness is what Silas needs now as an orphan. He is a child without relatives. If his physical fitness is not good, it will really not be easy for him to live.

In Douluo Continent, there are many factors that determine physical fitness.

The first aspect is the enhancement of physical fitness due to the natural growth of the human body; the second aspect is the enhancement of physical fitness brought about by the innate soul power and the soul power obtained through cultivation; the third aspect is the enhancement of physical fitness after absorbing the soul ring and the soul power in it; In four aspects, the enhancement brought by foreign objects such as fairy grass.

Silas neither has a soul ring nor has he ever taken anything like fairy grass. His current physical fitness is completely based on natural growth and innate soul power increase, and the gift of the dice is precisely based on these two points.

Pressing his finger on two points, Silas silently recited extraction in his heart, and a fluorescent light flashed across the points.

Immediately afterwards, a warm current was born in Silas' abdominal dantian, and spread along the meridians, limbs, and body, all over the body.

Like a sudden rain after a long drought, all of Silas's cells were nourished, and a strange swelling feeling was born in his heart. He felt as if he could kill a cow now.

Of course, Silas knew clearly in his heart that this was just an illusion caused by his excessive increase in strength in a short period of time. He could not even kill an ordinary person with one punch now, and killing a cow was even more unthinkable.

Reaching out to pick up branches on the side of the road, Silas estimated his strength by constantly breaking branches. After a small calculation, Silas finally came to a conclusion - his physical fitness should have doubled!

In this way, it is easy to come up with a formula.

The gift that the dice brought to him was equivalent to the natural growth of his physical fitness over the past five years plus the blessing brought by his innate soul power. However, he did not know whether the bonus brought by the dice itself would be included in the calculation formula next time.

The movement Silas made attracted Tang San's attention. He turned back and glanced at Silas and the broken branches on the roadside with some confusion: "What are you doing?"

"It's nothing, let's see if these branches can be used as firewood." Silas said immediately: "I tried it, but it doesn't work well."

Tang San, who couldn't figure out what Silas was up to, already regretted letting Silas come over to collect firewood together, but he couldn't just open his mouth and drive people away at this time.

The reason was naturally because he was afraid that Silas would turn around and go to the blacksmith shop to watch the blacksmithing.

Family scandal should not be made public. This was the truest reflection in Tang San's heart at this moment, so he must not let Silas go at this moment.

It didn't take long to collect firewood originally, but Tang San deliberately delayed it, and finally took a few hours to return. If Silas's physical fitness hadn't been significantly improved, the average five-year-old child might not be able to persist. Come down.

After all, unlike Tang San, Silas did not have any training techniques such as the Xuantian Kung Fu to enhance his physical fitness and soul power.

Tang San is truly worthy of being the future God King of Tang. A five-year-old child would behave calmly when being tricked. Fortunately, Silas is not an ordinary five-year-old child. 166 novels

On the country road, seeing that his evil intentions completely failed to stop Silas, Tang San's mood became very bad. The closer he got to the blacksmith shop, the gloomier Tang San's expression became.

It wasn't until he saw Tang Hao's figure from a distance with his Purple Demon Eyes that Tang San's expression improved slightly.

He didn't have to worry about Tang Hao's drunkard appearance being seen by Silas, nor did he have to worry about his lying being exposed.

In the blacksmith shop, after putting down the firewood and sorting it out, Tang San turned around and started cooking.

As if thinking of something, Tang San looked at Silas not far away and said politely: "Want to stay and have a meal together?"

As soon as the words came out, Tang San's heart suddenly skipped a beat when he saw Silas's shining eyes, but Silas didn't give him a chance to regret: "Eating? Okay!"

If possible, Tang San wanted to regret it at this moment, but facing Silas who was dragged by him to collect firewood on the way, Tang San had no reason or position to regret it.

If he really regrets it, once the incident is spread to the village by Silas, in the future, Tang San and Tang Hao, who are already in an embarrassing situation, may be looked down upon by the villagers.

Bullying an orphan is not a good behavior in any world's simple moral concepts, especially for Tang San who values ​​his superficial reputation.

Even though the landlord's surplus grain was not enough, Tang San could only grit his teeth and scoop a few more spoonfuls of rice into the pot.

Silas took this for granted.

After all, he helped collect firewood for a long time, exchanging an afternoon's hard work for a meal. Is there any problem with this?

This is no problem at all!

Seeing that Silas had no intention of leaving, Tang San knew that an extra pair of chopsticks would be necessary for today's meal at home.

Tang Hao looked at Silas at this time: "Do you know the mistress?"

"My name is Silas." Without any fear of Tang Hao's title Douluo status, Silas said in a clear voice, "I went to collect firewood with Tang San in the afternoon, so he invited me to stay for dinner."

Tang Hao frowned slightly: "Do the adults in your family know?"

"I'm an orphan."

Tang Hao:? ? ?

Hearing Silas's brief words, Tang Hao couldn't help but look at Tang San with a surprised look, the meaning in his eyes seemed to be asking: What do you think? Taking an orphan to collect firewood?

Facing his father's questioning eyes, Tang San had nothing to say, so he could only try to flatter himself: "Silas said he wanted to come to the blacksmith shop to learn blacksmithing this afternoon. I was afraid of hurting him, so I let him He went to collect firewood with me, and now I’ll repay him by letting him have a meal.”

Learn to blacksmith?

Hearing this, Tang Hao frowned immediately, looked at Silas and nodded: "The blacksmith shop is indeed dangerous. You'd better not come to the blacksmith shop casually in the future. It would be bad if it hurts you."

Like Tang San, Tang Hao also had his own thoughts when he said this.

Just like the Tang Sect where Tang San lived in his previous life, the Haotian Sect in this world naturally has a principle within the Haotian Sect that skills should not be passed on to others.

Needless to say, there is no need to say much about the high-level skills of the Great Sumeru Hammer, which are only passed down to one person per generation.

Even the Chaos Cloak Hammering Technique, a hammering technique for blacksmithing and fighting, would only be circulated within the Haotian Sect and could not be learned by outsiders.

Although Tang Hao didn't think Silas, an orphan, could grasp the essence of the random cloak hammering technique just by looking at it, if possible, it would be better to leave no room for it. Tang Hao didn't like an orphan with a foreign surname.

Therefore, what he meant by his words was that he was worried about Silas's safety on the surface, but the more important purpose was to prevent Silas from having the opportunity to come into contact with and learn the random cloak hammering technique.

Silas knew this in his heart, so he just nodded in agreement and waited for the meal to begin.

Less than half an hour later, under the complicated eyes of Tang Hao, Tang San and his son, Silas ate nearly half of the meal by himself.

The afternoon labor helped Silas digest his food. The improvement of his physical fitness also increased his digestive ability. Silas could eat more meals while digesting.

It can be said that all the labor he put in in the afternoon has been paid back in one meal, and he even earned Tang San's labor to light the pot and light the fire.

Maybe Tang San, who ensured that his hammering skills wouldn't be leaked, could say that he made a profit, but Silas definitely didn't lose.

Silas, who had eaten and drank enough, was about to get up and go home when he suddenly thought of something else.

He reached out and took out the dice from before, and with a casual touch, he smacked the shadow of the dark golden dice with his golden fingers directly into it with sinister intentions, and then gave it to Tang San.

"Tang San, I don't have anything else valuable, so I'll just give this to you."