It was his first day in Darkness Port.
Tang Ling thought he would not have a good night's sleep. The strange situation, the urgency to find Zero, the hatred, the enemies, and the foggy future …
He had to think, plan, and find a safe entry point in the messy situation.
However, to his surprise, he slept soundly.
Amidst the fragrance from the thatched roof of the little house and the pleasant chime of the conch wind chime in the corner of the house, he fell asleep.
He fell asleep unknowingly, and the next morning came.
The morning sun shone brightly.
The sea breeze was gentle, accompanied by the faint sound of waves from afar. It was a peaceful and beautiful morning.
However, in Tang Ling's little house, an unhappy child's voice broke the tranquility. "Are you a pig? Why aren't you getting up? Don't tell me you want me to bring breakfast to your bedside? "
She emphasized the three words "this young lady"!
Tang Ling woke up with a start. His back was drenched in cold sweat as he instinctively reached for the dagger under his pillow.
However, before he could do anything, a slight pain came from his head.
Ding Ling knocked Tang Ling's head with the spatula. Her little body leaped up nimbly and landed on Tang Ling's bed. She stepped on Tang Ling's stomach without holding back.
Tang Ling grunted from the pressure.
"Don't tell me you want to kill me?" Similarly, she emphasized the words' me '.
Tang Ling reacted to the situation. He let go of the dagger and opened his sleepy eyes. What he saw was an angry little ball with a spatula in her hand. She pouted and had her hands on her hips.
"Get up and eat. If you don't come out in 10 minutes, I'll pour your food for Monty." Ding Ling pointed at Tang Ling with her chubby finger and emphasized the word 'me'. She then jumped down from Tang Ling's stomach and stomped on it a little harder.
"Ugh!" Tang Ling groaned again. He really wanted to pee after being stepped on by Ding Ling.
Without further ado, Tang Ling jumped up from his bed and dashed into the toilet. As he peed, his ears were filled with the word 'me'.
"Are you that vengeful?" Tang Ling curled his lips into a smile. Ding Ling and Ding Dong looked identical, but he knew it was Ding Ling who stepped on him today.
Based on what Boss Huang said, Ding Ling was the one with the cooking tools and Ding Dong was the one with the cleaning tools.
What if I don't take the tools? In that case, Tang Ling would be at a loss.
After washing up in the morning, Tang Ling stretched his body. He decided to have a battle of wits and courage with Boss Huang later, so he had to be in a good state.
As a matter of fact, he had a good night's sleep last night. It was so good that he started to suspect that Boss Huang had done something to him to make him sleep so soundly.
One thing worth noting was that Tang Ling's sleep had been in a tense state for a long time. He would wake up at the slightest movement, so how was it possible that someone was standing beside his bed without him noticing?
Of course, the benefit of this kind of sleep was that he was abnormally full of energy. If he ate a little more, his condition would be even better.
When he thought of eating, he thought of breakfast, and when he thought of breakfast, he was confused. What was Monty? Why did he pour his own breakfast for Monty?
Dvesha Moha had a total of five floors.
The first floor was divided into two parts. The front part was the sales hall and the back part was the smithing room. Tang Ling had never visited the first floor before, but Ding Dong had mentioned it yesterday when she brought him upstairs.
As for the second floor, it was Boss Huang's living room, dining room, and two storerooms. One of the storerooms had been converted into the servant's room, which was Tang Ling's little house.
The servant's room was free anyway. As long as it was free, Tang Ling would not care even if it was called the Harsheen Boar Nest.
As a matter of fact, the reason why Tang Ling was willing to follow Boss Huang was because the cost of living in Darkness Port was too high, and he was also a big spender.
Since Boss Huang insisted that he work for him, fine, he would eat, drink, and live in Boss Huang's place for free.
Tang Ling never thought about the remuneration. It was already a huge sum for Boss Huang to provide him with free food and lodging.
What if Boss Huang refused? It would be fine. How could he work without strength? Even if he starved to death, there would be nothing he could do, right?
Boss Huang would not beat him to death, would he? Tang Ling did not sense any malicious intent from Boss Huang at all.
Moreover, if Boss Huang killed him, who would pay him back?
Therefore, Tang Ling did not keep anything for himself and asked Ro Xin to sell all the vicious beast meat. That was his plan.
Tang Ling would never be willing to suffer a loss. It would be better if Boss Huang could not stand him. He would be free then.
No matter how he looked at it, it was a good deal! The only thing he was worried about was his freedom, but it was not a problem at all. As long as he had one or two hours of free time every day, he could go out and gather information, search for Zero, and also locate the siblings.
What if he refused to pay? Tang Ling had never been afraid of going back on his word. Who did not know how to pretend to have a headache, fever, and pain in the ass?
I don't have money, and I'm shameless. Tang Ling decided to use that as his motto in Boss Huang's place.
From breakfast onwards, Tang Ling would carry out his plan. It would be a battle of wits and courage.
He walked through the living room, which was also decorated with logs and all kinds of seafood. The style was rough yet exquisite, and it was a little tasteful. Tang Ling arrived at the dining room.
In the dining room, there was a huge coral table. Perhaps it was because red corals were no longer rare in the Purple Moon era, but the entire table was made of bright red corals.
On the chairs beside the table were several large, open shells.
However, there was a soft-looking seaweed cushion in the shell, which made people want to sit on it.
Boss Huang's hair was messy and he looked drowsy as if he had not woken up yet.
He was lying down on the biggest seashell chair beside the coral table with a pipe in his mouth. His head would nod from time to time before he jerked his head up, opened his eyes, and continued.
He was basically dozing off.
This time, it was Ding Dong who stood up with her little belly and ordered Tang Ling with the same annoyed tone, "Sit there for me."
Of course, the word 'me' was not missing.
Of course, Tang Ling recognized Ding Dong at first glance because there was a broom beside her.
Without saying anything, Tang Ling cleared his throat and sat down.
He glanced over the food on the table. It was simple: a basket of black mantou and a big pot of green juice that he had no idea what it was.
Each of them had a plate with a piece of fish, a face sized fried egg, and a side dish mixed with seasonings.
"Hmph." Tang Ling chuckled coldly in his heart. The food on the table was not even enough for him. To be precise, he could not even fill half of his stomach!
It was time for him to negotiate with Boss Huang. He would show his eating skills later and show Boss Huang his strength!
Ding Dong carelessly knocked on Boss Huang's head with the broom. Immediately, Boss Huang, who had been dozing off, immediately woke up. However, the pipe that fell from his mouth, and a thin stream of saliva dripped down from the corner of his mouth, made Ding Dong unable to bear to look straight at it.
Boss Huang did not care either. He simply picked up the pipe and put it back in his mouth. He cleared his throat and said in a serious tone, "Tang Ling, you are new here, so you must understand the first rule of Dvesha Moha. Don't waste food. Each of you will get two Demon Fish Gravy Mantou in the basket and a cup of Green Radish Rare Fruit Seaweed Juice. As for the food on the plate, you must finish it as well, understand? "
Tang Ling was very sincere and solemn as he said, "I'll listen to the boss and I won't waste food.
Besides, I owe the boss money, so I'm feeling uneasy. I'm full of energy now. I want to throw myself into the hot job and work hard for the boss. It's just that … "Tang Ling lowered his head in embarrassment and scratched his head in an honest manner.
"Hmm?" Boss Huang absent-mindedly took the two buns from Ding Ling and placed them on the plate. He also took the cup of seaweed juice that Tang Ling had lost his appetite from just looking at it and waited for Tang Ling to continue.
"It's just that I can eat a lot! It's been a problem since I was young and I can't do anything about it. "Tang Ling's gaze was sincere.
"So?" Boss Huang tore a small piece of the bun and stuffed it into his mouth without caring about it.
It was then that Ding Ling passed Tang Ling two buns and a cup of seaweed juice. Tang Ling accepted it passionately and said, "Sigh, I can't do anything if I don't eat my fill. I have to report to the boss first. "
"Hmm, very sincere. You can eat first. If it's not enough, all the buns in the basket are yours. You can also finish the seaweed juice. "Boss Huang was also very sincere.
"What if it's not enough?" Tang Ling's eyes were burning.
Ding Ling and Ding Dong looked at Tang Ling with a strange gaze.
Tang Ling was a little delighted. That's enough to scare you? If I show you the strength of a Harsheen boar, won't you be scared to death?
"Not enough?" Boss Huang also showed an unreadable expression on his face. He then lowered his head to take a sip of the seaweed juice and showed a suppressed smile on his face.
Scared to this extent? Tang Ling raised a brow. What a stingy man! It's just a little food, isn't it? Is it worth it to cover up the tears with a smile?
Boss Huang did not reply. He cleared his throat a few times before he said, "Eat. Remember not to waste anything! Wasting is a serious matter. "
"Let's eat!"
After Boss Huang said that, Ding Ling and Ding Dong obediently stood on the seashell chairs and started eating.
As for Tang Ling, he knew it was time for him to put on a show. He had to take control of the situation with his first move.
Therefore, Tang Ling grabbed a messy black bun and stuffed it into his mouth. He then picked up the cup of seaweed juice that he had no appetite for and drank half of it with a tilt of his head.
The Harsheen boar's show!
Even Tang Ling did not notice that he had started to call himself a Harsheen boar.
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