Douluo Dalu: Journey to infinity

"Then why should he participate in the next competition? With their talents, they may have reached Soul Saint status by the age of 25. Why should he do it in advance?" Yin Jin expressed his opinion after a moment of silence. "And he also said something about support. How is that possible..."

　　"Have you heard of how many competitions the Pope has participated in? One? Or two?" Ling Yunzhi was still solemn.

　　"The elite competition is a waste of time for people like them! They don't need to fight for superficial face issues! And Qianshui, he might just have encountered the right competition at the right time!"

　　…

　　Qianshui didn't know what his teammates thought. He only knew that Bibi Dong wanted him to participate in the competition and to be the team leader, so he just did it.

　　Preparing meals alone outside Wuhun City, it seemed a bit bleak even though it was early spring. The skillfully lit charcoal fire filled the place with the breath of life.

　　In the recent battle with the stronger ones who didn't care about their lives, he didn't use his martial soul to attack directly, to deal direct damage to the soul and spirit, but focused on physical attacks. Although this was a bit unwise, Qianshui's goal was never to win, but to hone himself.

　　Even though he was beaten badly, he made great progress. Although he didn't reach perfection in the use of strength, he did master some advanced techniques, such as the rise, development, transition and combination of strength.

　　Practice is more intuitive than the pretentiousness on the forums in the previous life, so much so that Qianshui has a sense of rules even when cooking. At first glance, it seems to be full of rules, not casual, and a bit rigid.

　　It was about sunset when everyone arrived.

　　The atmosphere was quite awkward, no one was talking, everyone stood in a row, just watching Qianshui stir-frying. At least this very peculiar way of cooking was enough to attract people's curiosity, and it could also be considered a way to kill time.

　　The person cooking in the wok was in a bad mood and was immersed in his own kitchen hobby, not paying attention to the guy behind him.

　　Several dishes were cooked at the same time, and when they were served on the table, Qianshui noticed the serious expressions of the people behind him.

　　"Please sit down." Qianshui didn't think much about it. He put down the barbecue on Chengdui and went back to work.

　　Several people sat down at a large square table made of several folding tables, leaving the main seat empty, but that was all.

　　Another large bowl of braised pork was brought to the table, and Qianshui realized that no one had started eating yet.

　　"Why aren't you eating?" In Qianshui's mind, at a gathering like this, everything should have been eaten up long ago. The six people in front of him all sat upright, as if they were soldiers waiting for orders before dining.

　　He casually served the prepared vegetable skewers and took out some cut fruits from the soul guide. He sat down and started eating directly. He still had some research topics to do in the evening, so he wanted to finish eating early and think about how to start.

　　After eating a few bites, he realized something was wrong. He stopped and looked at everyone who was completely motionless, but he couldn't put it into words, so he habitually looked at Feng Jingyi.

　　At least in Qianshui's opinion, Feng Jingyi is a friend after all, and she is usually not very polite to him, so she will at least greet everyone.

　　"Uh... Leader, we can..." Feng Jingyi is considered to have high emotional intelligence and instantly understood Qianshui's situation.

　　But these words made Qianshui uncomfortable. He finally realized that this was a feudal era. He was the person with the highest status present. Without his feudal patriarch's order, who would dare to take over? Moreover, he had organized such a unique dinner for the Douluo people.

　　"Is that so? Is this what they call a superior? Whoever wants to do it can do it!"

　　"Let's eat together." Qianshui suppressed his discomfort and gave the order to "use chopsticks", not wanting to emphasize polite words like "peers" or "casual". "Squad leader, please help greet everyone. I remembered that I have something to discuss with Uncle Gui."

　　Maybe people all like the feeling of being a leader, but they hate people like Qianshui. He doesn't even like to attend meetings, and he hates being in a position to give orders even more.

　　After saying that, he left the table without washing his pots and pans. Having realized the problem, he didn't want to sit among them awkwardly, so he might as well find an excuse to leave and leave space for them.

　　As Qianshui's figure disappeared, the atmosphere at the table eased a little.

　　"Hahaha, eat it, it smells delicious~ The team leader is a weirdo. After all, he has lived alone outside since he was a child, so he must be like this in this aspect~"

　　Feng Jingyi glanced in the direction where Qianshui left with a somewhat lonely look on her face. The problems brought about by the change in identity were not only for Qianshui, but also for her.

　　If they were peers, it wouldn't matter, but the hierarchy is strict and they are not Blue Star people who can look at each other on an equal footing.

　　On the way back, Qianshui's mood was a little complicated. Certain consciousness that had been dormant for a long time made him unable to calm down for a long time.

　　"The memory of my death suddenly attacked me..."

　　It turned out that he was very close to Qian Renxue. Apart from the guards and servants, it was difficult for him to have this sense of level gap. Coupled with long-term training, he seemed to have forgotten what the real feudal era was like. Today's situation is just a drop in the ocean.

　　But could he choose Shrek's method? Could he fit into their circle? Moreover, it was not easy to erase the braids in people's hearts. He was busy with his own affairs, so how could he have time to do social experiments?

　　"I thought I hated fighting, but now I hate talking nonsense..."

　　…

　　With the blessing of mental power and the control of soul power, Qianshui's craftsmanship has improved a lot. It is really impeccable, at least compared with the Douluo people.

　　"What is this! How can it be so delicious?!" Yin Jin looked like he was about to cry because it was so delicious.

　　"You haven't eaten it, have you? Xiaoshui... uh... Sasha and I have tried the leader's cooking once, and it was top-notch. At least I've never eaten anything as delicious as this."

　　"It's no exaggeration to say that if this meal is served in a top-notch restaurant, it can be sold for tens of thousands of gold soul coins, and those suckers will definitely flock to it!" Yin Jin's family is considered a wealthy family, and no one doubts his knowledge in this area.

　　"Our leader is unexpectedly strong in every aspect..." Ling Yunzhi recalled Qianshui's cooking posture. Although the dishes were delicious, the huge gap in standards still made him feel a little creepy. "Did you notice his cooking movements? There were almost no unnecessary movements!"

　　"Now that you mention it, it is true. Thinking back to the first time I saw him cooking, although he was very casual at that time, there were no unnecessary movements. And the degree of this is even deeper this time!" Feng Jingyi analyzed the first time Qianshui took Qian Renxue on a picnic. "I think I understand what he meant by paying attention to things other than martial spirits and spirit skills."

　　Ling Yunzhi looked at Feng Jingyi who took over the conversation and asked, "Isn't this the first time?"

　　"Yeah, that was on his birthday last year. He wasn't as cold as he is now. I don't know what happened. He was clearly a little kid who looked so happy even when eating Sasha popsicles." Feng Jingyi leaned her head on his hand and pouted, recalling that she had given Qianshui a bandage to tie up his long hair. Unfortunately, although she received it, she never saw him use it.

　　"If you don't eat it now, there will be none left! Look at Yu Zhou and Chen Sha…" Ruoyou reminded Qianshui's two people who were analyzing the situation seriously.

　　"Great, Shasha! You two are really cut from the same cloth!"

　　Looking at the burly man and the queen who devoured the food like whirlwind, Feng Jingyi became anxious because she was not full yet!

　　"Here you go, Xiaofeng..." Chen Sha blushed and handed the uneaten skewers in her hand to Feng Jingyi.

　　"Want a sip? Chilled." Ling Yunzhi looked at this group of friends who had been together since childhood, took out the wine he had prepared in advance, and said to Ruoyou.

　　"Drink it. I have extra practice tonight."

　　…

　　In the nearby woods, Qianshui was silently munching on some meat jerky and dried fruit, looking at the moon that had already risen in the sky before it got dark. Although he did not deliberately control his breath, he was in perfect harmony with the environment.

　　"Team leader, aren't you going? Everyone is waiting for you..." Feng Jingyi followed the direction Qianshui left and found Qianshui.

　　"No need, just leave it there after you finish eating, I'll clean it up."

　　"You have to say something..."

　　Listening to Feng Jingyi's distant tone, Qianshui was really disgusted. He sighed and said calmly: "Do you have to talk like this?"

　　"Xiao, Xiaoshui, don't blame everyone. You are now in charge of the Pope's order, and His Majesty Ghost Douluo... and again..." Feng Jingyi shrank her head. She understood Qianshui's meaning, but she was still cautious.

　　"It's my problem. I didn't consider these things." Qianshui understood, but this situation was not only a change in identity, but also the consequence of his own behavior. Ghost Douluo's following was the result of his willful truancy, and coupled with his previous strength, there was no reason for him not to be alienated.

　　"Monitor, they all seem to be dissatisfied, and they are being controlled by a little kid."

　　The sky gradually darkened, and Qianshui looked very lonely under the moonlight. Although he stood upright, one could feel that he was not as strong as he looked when looking at the moon.

　　"No~ Putting aside the Pope's order, everyone still respects you. After all, you are very strong!" Feng Jingyi felt a little distressed when she saw Qianshui like this.

　　Because of her rapid development, Qianshui looks like an adult, but the hair that has grown over time is floating gently in the breeze.

　　Nowadays, he still looks very handsome in his platinum-toned clothes and his no longer bald head, and he exudes a very mature temperament.

　　"Strong?" Qianshui didn't think he was strong. As always, he would not let his level limit his imagination and comparison. The forest under the moonlight reminded him of the time when he was in the Xingdou Great Forest. It was also under the moonlight, and Bibi Dong spread her six-winged purple wings, with an extraordinary temperament.

　　"There is also that person, who is like the bright moon on the sea. No matter how the waves rise and fall, she just follows the stars in the sky!"

　　I sighed in my heart that I was uneducated. There were so many beautiful words and phrases in my previous life, but I couldn't think of any more suitable one than this.

　　"Pfft~ You obviously have never seen the sea~" Qianshui's pretense was obviously not recognized, but instead he was ridiculed.

　　Qianshui was a little embarrassed, "I've seen it in my previous life!"

　　When Feng Jingyi combined the image of this handsome young leader with that of Qianshui, the bald guy who was beaten black and blue for skipping classes, she finally understood.

　　"You're just a ten-year-old kid."

　　"Hey Xiaoshui, my home is near Hanhai City. Let's go see the sea during the holiday this year?"

　　Feng Jingyi approached Qianshui again and put her arm around the shoulder of this junior who seemed to be as tall as her.

　　"There are other things to do during the holidays, I'll think about it..."