A Hero Is Born Part 1 The Mysterious Noodle Boy

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Tang: "The thing you need to understand about the old legends is that the story is never finished. There may be no pages left to turn, but there is always more to the journey. Rising from the Netherworld, the Demon Bull King attacked. No one could stop him, no one could resist. No one except... the legendary Monkey King. The Monkey King used his magical staff to pick up a nearby mountain. He trapped the Demon Bull King underneath it. The Monkey King sealed the mountain with the staff that no other being could wield, trapping the Demon Bull King forever. With the battle won, the Monkey King vanished, never to be seen again. Legend says the staff still lies on top of that mountain, the one thing keeping our world from certain destruction. And with the Demon Bull King gone, civilization was able to advance into the amazing city we now live in. A world of elegant cultures, gentle loving people, a city brimming with five-star cuisine, and all because of the Monkey King."

The noodle delivery boy jumped up from his chair with excitement.

The noodle delivery boy was a young man with spiky dark brown hair held up by a red bandana. He had chocolate brown eyes. He looked like he was at least 23 years old, but his movements were just like those of a young child. The boy was wearing a plain white shirt under a white shirt with the Pigsy's Noodles emblem on the back. There was an orange stain on the right side of his shirt. And he was also wearing red pants and black shoes, like those of the legendary Monkey King.

MK: "Oh, that's so good! Monkey King's so cool! He's so strong and handsome-"

Tang chuckled at the boy. Tang was considerably older than MK, a grown man with straight black hair combed to the side. He wore round, gold-framed glasses. His eyes were also medium brown. Tang wears a changpao with white on the left side and red on the right, with gold buckles in the middle. He was wearing a red scarf and black boots. He was smiling proudly while giggling at the boy's energy.

Tang: "Oh, MK. And you thought you knew all the Monkey King stories."

MK excitedly came to Tang and opened his notebook with a red cover.

MK: "Oh, but I do. I got his whole life documented extensively in this unauthorized autobiography of Monkey King. Written and illustrated by yours truly. So I still don't know his birth and history before the journey, but hey! Like I knew he was born from a stone, and live behind a waterfall with his sweet little baby monkey friends! And- and- and oh!"

As MK continued to explain, Tang proudly looked at both the paper and the kid.

Tang: "It's nice to know someone's taking in all these stories. Pearls of wisdom, dripping from my lips."

Tang then cleared his throat.

Tang: "Well, you know the deal: one story, one free bowl of Zha jiang mian. Hmm?"

When MK realized what Tang was talking about, he turned back to his bowl of noodles.

MK: "Huh? Oh right, free noodles! Yep, on it. How heavy do you think a mountain is? Compare to like-"

MK tried to take the bowl, but someone threw a spoon at him.

?????: “Free noodles?!”

The person who threw the spoon at MK picked up the noodles.

The person who received the noodles was a round-shaped, short pink pig. He had whiskers on his cheeks and head. He seemed to be the same age as Tang. And he was wearing a white chef's jacket with a brown towel around his neck, black pants, and a white chef's hat.

Pigsy: "No one gets a free meal at Pigsy's! I'm not running a charity here, Tang!"

Tang pushed his friend away with great coolness.

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