Douluo Continent, southwest of the Heaven Dou Empire, Fasinuo Province!
Wang Family Village is an ordinary village near Nuoding City, so ordinary it couldn't be more so. Growing grain and vegetables to supply Nuoding City is probably its only source of income.
Therefore, large fields of farmland can be seen everywhere around the village. Among these fields and the farmers working in them, a half-grown child was mixed in, skillfully swinging a hoe to weed. After all, if you want the grain to grow well, weeding and catching bugs are essential.
His name was Wang Li, six years old this year. He was given such a name because he was so large at birth that his mother died during labor, but he stubbornly survived. Since he was separated at birth, his given name was simply Li.
A few years ago, wild boars from the Back Mountain came out to ruin the crops. The adults in the village went to drive them away, but it was far too difficult for ordinary people to deal with those thick-skinned boars. In the end, there were many casualties, and his father was among them. Now, Wang Li could truly be called alone.
Even though he was only six, Wang Li already had three years of labor experience. His hard work, combined with the occasional help from the Village Chief and villagers, prevented his body from breaking down. Instead, he was sturdier than other children his age.
Six years old with a ten-year-old's body, wheat-colored skin, healthy and energetic, with regular features, thick eyebrows, and big eyes. He might not stand out in the city, but in the countryside, with this appearance and build, he would surely grow up to be a well-known handsome young man in the surrounding villages.
Time quickly reached noon. The sun shone on people's bodies, scorching and incredibly hot. Even adults couldn't stand it, let alone a child like Wang Li.
He also packed up all his farming tools and walked quickly back to his home at the west end of the village. However, at this time, it wasn't empty in front of his house; an elderly figure was sitting there.
Seeing the old man, Wang Li smiled honestly and called out:
"Grandpa Village Chief, why have you come over?"
This old man was the Village Chief of Wang Family Village, named Wang Ping. He lived up to his name, as he handled matters fairly. As an orphan, Wang Li often received care from Wang Ping in his daily life.
Wang Ping looked at Wang Li with a gaze that was both gentle and satisfied. More than half of the villagers in Wang Family Village shared the surname Wang, so there was a thin blood relation between the two, but that wasn't the most critical point.
The key was that Wang Li was an obedient, sensible, and hardworking child. For a farmer digging in the earth for food, as long as they weren't lazy, there was always a way to survive. Barring any accidents, Wang Li would be a good young man for the village in the future, not a lazy or idle person.
What Village Chief wouldn't love a prime laborer? This was a practical matter. Although Wang Li called Wang Ping "Grandpa," Wang Li wasn't Wang Ping's actual grandson.
Wang Ping motioned for Wang Li to put down his tools and then said:
"Little Li, you've had a hard life, having to work in the fields every day at such a young age. But don't go to the fields tomorrow. Tomorrow, a Lord Spirit Master from the Spirit Hall will come to our village to conduct the Spirit Awakening for the children who have reached the age of six. If you can awaken a powerful Spirit and become a Spirit Master in the future, you'll be a person of high status and won't have to farm so hard anymore!"
Speaking of this, Wang Ping's eyes were full of envy. On the Douluo Continent, all paths are Low Grade, only the Spirit Master is high.
Hearing this, Wang Li smiled and said:
"I understand, Grandpa Village Chief. The Spirit Hall is truly good, even sending a Lord Spirit Master to a small village like ours to awaken our Spirits."
Hearing this, Wang Ping also nodded in agreement:
"Yes, so Little Li, come to the Spirit Hall in the center of the village early. We can't keep the Lord Spirit Master waiting. Although you don't have your parents anymore, you're the one I'm most confident in. I believe you will definitely awaken a powerful Spirit!"
There seemed to be a deep meaning in Wang Li's eyes:
"Thank you, Grandpa Village Chief. Perhaps I really can awaken a powerful Spirit."
Wang Ping shook his head and laughed. As the Village Chief, he had seen too many children awaken Spirits, but he had never seen a powerful one. After accumulating so much disappointment, although he had once hoped for a powerful Spirit Master to emerge from his village, his heart had long since become very calm.
Wang Ping stood up and said comfortingly:
"In that case, our village would finally produce a powerful Spirit Master. I must leave now; I still have to go to the next house!"
Wang Li smiled and waved:
"Goodbye, Grandpa."
Watching Wang Ping's departing back, Wang Li couldn't help but think:
"It's finally about to begin. The Spirit Awakening... what kind of Spirit will I embark on the path of a Spirit Master with..."
Wang Li was so confident because he came from Another World. In his World, Douluo Continent was a book, and he was quite familiar with its contents.
He had an Awakening at the age of three. His memories before the age of three quickly blurred and faded, while all sorts of things from his past life constantly surfaced in his mind.
Regarding this situation, Wang Li guessed it was a protective mechanism of the brain, placing his original memories under a Seal. It wasn't until he was three, when his body had preliminary growth and could accept these memories, that they were released.
After all, there's a saying,'since I can remember...' Generally, humans don't remember things before the age of three. Even if they can, it's very messy and blurred. Only after the age of three can they permanently remember things.
After his Awakening, Wang Li, who was a Worker in his previous life, accurately grasped the change in the villagers' attitudes toward him.
While other children were still at the age of crying and playing, he had already used his small body to take farming tools to the fields and work.
Doing a lot or a little wasn't important, but the attitude was. After all, people help with emergencies but not poverty. By being obedient, sensible, and hardworking, he wouldn't become a burden or a parasite. Neighbors, remembering the sentiment, would be willing to lend a hand. Otherwise, when everyone was not wealthy, no one would want an extra mouth to feed in their home.
Wang Li had farmed for three years, and a brand new World was about to open up to him!
In a pleasant mood, Wang Li pushed open the door and entered the house.
He strode to the kitchen and, in front of the stove, lifted the pot lid. Inside was cold white porridge, nearly half a pot. Wang Li nimbly served it out.
Accompanied by pickles, he ate heartily behind the stove.
These were his main foods. He also wanted to eat meat, but he didn't have the conditions for it.
White porridge provided sugar, and pickles provided salt. Combined with hard work, Wang Li had achieved a sturdy body that he was relatively satisfied with. Although he wasn't sure if a sturdy body had any connection to the Spirit Awakening and spirit power.
But being tall and sturdy was always better than being dark and thin.