Douluo Dalu: From the Start, I Sign In for the Heroes of Huaxia

A broken bamboo slip. Zero Soul Power.

On the day he awakens, Lin Mo is cast aside by his family and sent to the countryside to await death.

Then a bandit’s blade comes down, and the bamboo slip shatters.

No, it doesn’t shatter. It opens.

The Hegemon of Western Chu steps out of the golden light, sweeping aside thirty-seven men with a single strike of his halberd.

“Little one, I’ve been waiting two thousand years for you.”

Only then does Lin Mo realize that his worthless bamboo slip contains eight thousand people who refused to close their eyes, even in death.

One has knelt on a cliffside for two thousand years, hoping to see the Hegemon one more time.

Another has clutched a broken sword for two thousand years, longing to shout, “Let’s go home!”

One has nothing left but a finger bone, gripping three years’ worth of saved pay. He was going to take it home to his mother.

Lin Mo travels across the continent, bringing them back one by one.

Along the way, he meets a group of people.

Tang San entrusts him with his back.

Zhu Zhuqing shields him from blade after blade after blade.

Even as she bleeds out, she keeps smiling. “If I’m not dead, I can still block them.”

They call him boss.

Spirit Hall calls him a thorn in its side.

Three years later, eight thousand people who have waited two thousand years stand behind him.

After that battle, Spirit Hall is no more.

But the real fight has only just begun.

Ghost Douluo is still alive. Thirty thousand remnants are on the run. Hu Liena is trapped.

And there is a door, one that leads to another world.

On the other side, Ying Zheng is waiting for him.

“I have waited eight thousand years for you.”

The rift is growing. An ancient presence is waking.

Zhu Zhuqing takes his hand. It is covered in blood, but her grip is firm.

“Wherever you go, I’ll go.”

Lin Mo smiles.

Then let’s go.

Eight thousand brothers are waiting for him to come home.

And there is someone who will walk beside him for the rest of his life.