Transitando de uma vida curta em Naruto para Douluo, Li Xun achou que não estava nada mal. Embora este lugar fosse o piso térreo do mundo fantástico, a expectativa de vida não era reduzida. Com duas a
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Tsk, tsk... Innate soul power of 0.5...
What a pity...
Ignoring the noisy chatter of the villagers around him, Li Xun took a fierce bite of his beef-and-celery bun.
It was the first meal he had eaten since crossing into this world today.
It was also the only proper food this body had tasted in the past few days.
As his stomach filled with food, a warm current surged from it and spread throughout his body.
Savoring the richness of the beef and the fresh fragrance of celery between his lips and teeth, Li Xun closed his eyes in intoxication.
For the first time, he felt that being alive was truly wonderful.
“Your Majesty, the buns are delicious, aren’t they?”
The boy standing in front of Li Xun heard the chewing behind him and swallowed nervously.
He scratched his slightly itchy face, then turned to look at Li Xun.
“If you return the throne to me, I’ll bring you two more buns the day after tomorrow... No, tomorrow!”
“I can even appoint you Marshal of the Empire.”
Li Xun paid no attention to the boy’s endless chatter.
He concentrated on eating the bun in his hand.
He was currently the king of a nation with one queen, two ministers, and one commoner.
Though this faction was tiny and all its members were children, they had still imitated adults and established a few rules.
There was one rule Li Xun valued above all others.
For the first seven days after a new king ascended the throne, every member of the empire had to offer tribute to the king each day.