70 Chapter 70.
E/N : Here's today's sixth chapter. Enjoy!
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The next morning, Wang Feng arrived at the village square bright and early. To his surprise, Ning Rongrong was already there, looking lively.
"Where's Oscar?" Wang Feng inquired.
Ning Rongrong, who had been about to do their daily training of running 20 laps around the village, didn't respond verbally. Instead, she simply turned and began running as soon as she saw Wang Feng.
Wang Feng was left with a puzzled expression. Hadn't everything been fine yesterday? Was the same issue cropping up again today? Is she not going to finish the laps today too? Or maybe she likes getting kicked…Maybe its her kink…
However, reality didn't align with Wang Feng's suspicions and speculations. Ning Rongrong gritted her teeth and dutifully completed twenty laps running arounf the village. By the end, she was covered in sweat and were out of breath.
One lap around the village was no small feat, covering approximately 2,000 meters and twenty laps equated to nearly 40 kilometers—an almost marathon-worthy distance. With four hours of continuous running, compared to yesterday's sporadic attempts, her improvement was remarkable.
"Indeed, great progress." Wang Feng commented sincerely.
The force behind that kick had been more potent than Wang Feng had anticipated.
"Ah."
Ning Rongrong closed her eyes and rested, as if she had no intention of speaking with Wang Feng.
"Still upset?" Wang Feng thought to himself. The girl seemed to have a lifelong affinity for the silent treatment, as if her favorite pastime was the Cold War, waiting for someone to coax her...
Coax her? Really?
Wang Feng wasn't in the mood to placate Rongrong. He simply stood still, awaiting the arrival of other students.
However, after a while, it seemed that Ning Rongrong couldn't bear it any longer. She looked at Wang Feng and finally said, "Wang Feng, use your [Deification] soul ability on me."
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Wang Feng raised an eyebrow. "Why? Planning to pick a fight with me by using my own soul ability against me?"
"No." Ning Rongrong glanced around nervously.
"Just show me, don't ask so many questions. If you do, I won't be mad at you for a while."
"If you don't tell me why, I won't show it." Wang Feng replied, shaking his head.
"You!"
Ning Rongrong stamped her foot. "I just told you! I...I...I just want to see myself become more beautiful."
Wang Feng's mouth twitched inexplicably.
Seriously? She wanted to use my soul ability as a beauty filter? What's going on in these girls' minds? I possess such an incredible soul skill and she wants to use it to make herself look more beautiful?
"Aish! Okay then." Wang Feng agreed reluctantly.
"In the future, if you listen to me, I'll use it on you more frequently."
Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong's face displayed a faint smile. Wait, something's not right here. 'I, Ning Rongrong, can't just forgive him like this! I'm still mad at him!'
Just as Wang Feng was in the midst of his exchange with Ning Rongrong, Tang San and the others also started arriving at the square one after the other. It wasn't long before Flender also made his way to the square. His sharp gaze swept across the group, briefly pausing on Ning Rongrong, who was still slightly out of breath from her morning run.
"Well." Flender smiled, addressing Wang Feng, "By the way, Wang Feng, where's Oscar?"
"I didn't see him since this morning." Wang Feng replied.
"President, Oscar seems to have been practicing, so I didn't wake him up." Tang San hurriedly explained.
But Tang San barely finished speaking when Oscar, who had been in the distance, stretched and approached. But as soon as he spotted Flender's dangerous expression, his attitude changed and he quickly explained, "Dean, it's not that I wanted to slack off. It's just that I've broken through to the 30th level of Soul Grandmaster."
His announcement left everyone stunned.
"You're already at level 30?" Flender's eyes lit up.
"Well, you're now the third student in the school to reach level 30! And with a food martial soul reaching level 30 at that!"
Food-type martial souls were indeed rare on the Douluo Continent and Oscar's was a particularly unique case. Cultivation was notoriously challenging for such martial souls, which made his achievement even more remarkable.
"Xiao Ao, how did you manage it? What spurred you to reach level 30?" Dai Mubai, looking considerably more cheerful today, asked with a smile.
Oscar scratched his head, grinning, "It's no big deal, really. It's quite normal. Nothing worth celebrating. You will all get used to me being a genius eventually."
The others exchanged bemused glances.
Wang Feng observed Oscar closely. In the original story, Oscar had reached level 30 after a period of heartache after finding Ning Rongrong was not what she seems. However, it seemed that Flender's earlier changes had altered the course of events and Oscar's breakthrough was not connected to Ning Rongrong. At most, it might have been driven by his own fondness for pretty girls.
"Wang Feng, if I recall correctly, your soul power has also reached level 30, hasn't it?"
Flender turned his gaze toward Wang Feng, well aware of the recent incident involving the crystal ball explosion during Wang Feng's enrollment.
"It's nearly saturated at level 30." Wang Feng confirmed.
"Good. We have a class today and tomorrow I'll have Teacher Zhao lead your team to take you to the Star Dou Great Forest to acquire your soul ring!" Flender announced, his excitement palpable.
"Soul ring..." Wang Feng muttered to himself. Zhao Wuji had hunted down a 30,000-year-old soul beast to obtain his but could he do the same for him?
With both the Dean and Zhao Wuji involved, perhaps they might just do.
"If I can activate the Pangu Axe and harness its power." Wang Feng pondered silently, "maybe, just maybe, I could take down a 30,000-year-old soul beast by myself..." He harbored high hopes for the Pangu Axe—a weapon capable of world-rendering attacks.
As for the soul beast, Wang Feng didn't even consider the possibility that Teacher Zhao and the Dean might not have to intervene. Shrek Academy struck him as a place where rules were less rigid compared to other institutions. It exuded an air of freedom, something Wang Feng deeply appreciated.
"This place is probably going to 0my favorite." he thought.
"Now, for today's class, Oscar, come forward and use all your soul power to create sausages." Flender instructed Oscar.
"Each of us will need at least three or four."
"Wow, Dean, are you saying we will have to eat Oscar sausages today?" Xiao Wu protested, raising her hand as if she were a student in class. She wore a forlorn expression.
The collective expressions of everyone else also shifted, reflecting their concern.
Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai displayed a bit of enthusiasm, wearing relatively pleasant expressions, while Tang San, Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu appeared less thrilled.
"Yes." Flender nodded, his demeanor serious. "You will become partners in the future. Oscar's sausages not only fill your stomachs but also grant soul masters the ability to recover. This recovery encompasses body healing and the restoration of physical strength. In the future, you'll face situations where food is scarce and this ability will be your lifeline."
This was an undeniable truth and as Oscar began casting the spell to create the sausages, the group exchanged glances, unsure of how to react.
"I'll go first." Wang Feng declared, stepping forward to retrieve a few roasted sausages and devouring them with relish.
Among the group, Wang Feng seemed to be the most comfortable with Oscar's magic sausages.
"I'll have some too." Ning Rongrong chimed in, almost immediately after Wang Feng finished. She approached the roasted sausages, her eyes gleaming with a peculiar intensity. It was a stark departure from her behavior the previous day when she didn't eat during their run.
Oscar watched Ning Rongrong with astonishment. The young lady had refrained from eating his big and juicy sausage yesterday during their run. Little did he know that Ning Rongrong had consumed a few sausages that day—initially force-fed but later by her own choice.
Ning Rongrong picked up several grilled sausages and enjoyed them with a few chuckles as she sucked…ate them. After finishing her meal, she raised her chin provocatively towards Wang Feng.
Following her lead, Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun helped themselves to sausages as well. Then, Tang San followed by Xiao Wu also partook in the meal. Lastly, under Flender's urging, Zhu Zhuqing reluctantly ate a sausage as well without complaining word.
"Alright, that concludes today's lesson. Go back, prepare for the day and get a good rest. We'll gather here tomorrow morning." Flender announced before departing.
The group chatted as they made their way to the cafeteria, planning to have lunch.
"So, what's on your agenda for the day?" Ma Hongjun inquired, brimming with energy and refreshment after his escapades the previous night.
"You, fatty, do you have plans for tonight too? The dean told us to rest and recover!" Xiao Wu rolled her eyes at Ma Hongjun.
Ma Hongjun coughed nervously and vigorously shook his head. If there was another way to disperse the lingering evil fire in his body, he really wouldn't want to go anywhere near that place.
"Fatty, since you're not going, you can stay in the dormitory this night." Dai Mubai said in a low voice after a moment of silence.
"I'm planning to meet the twins again tonight."
Ma Hongjun's eyes lit up. "Damn, Boss Dai, those twins are something else! Can I join you..."
"But didn't you just say you weren't going today? Besides, they don't seem interested in you." Dai Mubai replied, teasingly.
"You want to impress them? I'll handle this kind of thing. I want you to show me some respect first."
Dai Mubai's playful banter was met with a stoic expression from Zhu Zhuqing, who remained aloof.
Wang Feng, on the other hand, couldn't help but envy Dai Mubai's ease and confidence in such matters. It was as if he were a wealthy playboy, experienced and discerning in his choice of companions. But considering Dai Mubai's background as the prince of the Star Dou Empire, it wasn't surprising that he had such an attitude towards relationships. He never seemed to get emotionally involved and simply enjoyed the company of others without any burdens.
"Wang Feng, will you join us?" Dai Mubai asked with a smile, bringing everyone's attention to Wang Feng.
At that moment, Ning Rongrong shot a fierce glare at Wang Feng, her eyes filled with intensity and Zhu Zhuqing hesitated, seemingly caught off guard.
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