Douluo Dalu: I’m Bawang Chaji, Pay Up!

[Mid-story angst, Tang San as strategist, small harem] Xu Ming, an overworked 996 wage slave, had one last regret before dying suddenly: the cup of Chagee he never got to drink. When he opened his eyes again, he had arrived in Douluo Dalu. The Martial Soul that appeared in his palm was none other than that familiar white porcelain cup. “Innate Full Soul Power? Freshly brewed from whole leaves? Talent maxed out?” While Tang San was still forging hidden weapons, Xu Ming was figuring out how to hand-shake a “Seven Miles of Fragrance” so his teammates could run faster. While Oscar recited his lewd Soul Spell, Xu Ming elegantly offered him a cup of “Boya's Unyielding” with an eco-friendly straw on the side. When the Grandmaster's theories were overturned, all he could do was cradle his milk tea and mutter, “This isn't scientific...” This is the story of a man using milk tea to carve out a place for himself in Douluo Dalu. Support? Control? No, I'm just an unremarkable tea mixer. It's just that my tea can make even the gods tremble. Until one day, Xu Ming heard an eerie humming deep in the Soul Hunting Forest: “You love me, and I love you.” Then, in the heart of the Star Dou Great Forest, he found a cup engraved with a little blue deer, with ice still inside. Xu Ming: “??? Is the water in this world deeper than I thought?”