N-A-A Chapter 21: Is your school reliable?
Chapter 21: Is your school reliable?
The next morning, when Tang San walked out of that room, he had two faint dark circles under his eyes.
It's not that I didn't sleep, it's that I didn't sleep well.
Tang San stood at the door, took a deep breath of the morning air, and cleared his head.
He walked along the overgrown path toward the meeting place, where only two people were standing in the open space.
Xiao Wu had arrived and was idly drawing circles on the ground with her toes.
She saw Tang San walking over and immediately waved.
"Third Brother, over here!"
Tang San walked over and glanced around. Apart from Xiao Wu, there was another person standing to the side. Tang San recognized the person as the one who had given Zhao Wuji the sausage.
The man looked a bit older than both him and Dai Mubai. His hair was messy, and he had a stubble on his chin, as if he hadn't shaved for several days.
His eyes were quite beautiful, a pair of peach blossom eyes with slightly upturned corners. Oscar noticed Tang San's gaze and grinned.
"You must be the new guy. My name is Oscar, a level 29 weapon spirit master, and my spirit is a sausage."
Tang San nodded without saying anything more. Level 29, the same as his soul power level.
Being able to enter this academy means that one's strength and talent have been recognized, after all, this academy is known for only accepting monsters.
It seems like not everyone has arrived yet.
Tang San glanced around.
Oscar sighed.
"There are only a few of us at our school. Boss Dai and Fatty are injured and can't participate in training today. Teacher Zhao is also injured and hasn't recovered yet."
Oscar didn't intend to hide it from Tang San, after all, Tang San had planned to join Shrek Academy after witnessing that scene yesterday. However, there was nothing he could do, since Tang San had probably been eliminated by Shrek Academy. Oscar sighed, wondering when their school had become a second choice.
Tang San frowned slightly.
"So what do we do today? Who will guide us?"
"Other teachers will probably come over."
Oscar spoke casually.
"Anyway, there are only a few people in the school, and there are more teachers than students, so don't worry, someone will always come to teach us."
Tang San looked around at the surroundings: dilapidated school buildings, overgrown courtyards, and crooked plaques.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have found it hard to imagine that there were soul master academies in the world with such poor conditions.
This very academy is known for only accepting monsters.
"It's better if there are fewer people."
Tang San comforted himself in his heart.
"Few but excellent; those who can get in are all elites. As long as the teaching quality is good enough, it doesn't matter if the conditions are a little poor."
The scene from yesterday at that academy flashed through his mind again, showing that he had actually been eliminated.
Tang San clenched his fist.
"Sooner or later..."
"I'll make them regret it."
Xiao Wu noticed the change in Tang San's expression and leaned over to ask him in a low voice.
"Third Brother, are you alright?"
"fine."
Tang San loosened his fist, and his expression returned to calm.
Just then, the sound of footsteps came from afar.
A figure walked over from not far away. The man looked burly, with little expression on his face. He had wide cheekbones, a flat face, and wore a pair of black-rimmed crystal glasses on his nose. His hooked nose stood out prominently below the glasses.
Oscar immediately stood up straight when he saw the person.
"The dean has arrived. Our school's dean is Dean Flander, a Soul Saint of level 78, known as the Four-Eyed Cat Owl Flander."
Upon hearing these words, Tang San frowned slightly.
He had assumed that the dean of this academy was at least a Soul Douluo-level expert, since the admissions officers of the opposing academy were all seven-ring Soul Saints, and Zhao Wuji was also a seven-ring Soul Saint. However... he never expected that he was only a Soul Saint.
Compared to Wu Changkong, who was on the same level, Tang San had some reservations.
If the dean were a Title Douluo, that would at least reflect the strength of the academy. But with only a Soul Saint, Tang San had doubts about whether Flander could defeat Wu Changkong.
Tang San took a deep breath and suppressed his dissatisfaction.
Since we're already here, let's make the best of it and see what this dean is capable of. Maybe he's a great teacher.
Flander walked up to the crowd, his gaze sweeping over Tang San and Xiao Wu, a slight smile playing on his lips.
"Welcome to our two new students."
Tang San bowed slightly.
"Hello, Dean."
Xiao Wu also bowed slightly.
Flander nodded and turned to look at Oscar.
"Oscar will tell them the school rules later."
"Let me talk to you first. Tonight's training is the main event. During the day, you can go back and rest. Oscar, take them out to eat. Before dark, everyone needs to get themselves into top condition."
Tang San was stunned.
Go back and rest? No training during the day?
He thought he had misheard, but judging from Flander's expression, he didn't seem to be joking.
"Dean."
Tang San spoke.
"I want to start training as soon as possible."
Flanders glanced at him.
"No rush. Tonight's training requires a lot of physical and spiritual energy. If you ruin yourselves now, how will you train tonight?"
Tang San opened his mouth as if to say something, but ultimately kept it closed.
He didn't know what Flander meant by the evening training, but since the dean had made the arrangements, he couldn't very well object to it directly.
"So you're just going to be idle during the day?"
Tang San felt something was off, but he forced himself to suppress the strange thoughts in his mind.
Since Flander said that, and this is an academy that only accepts monsters, then maybe this academy really does have some special training methods that can cultivate monsters.
Therefore, Tang San now chooses to act according to what Flander said and adjust his condition.
I didn't sleep well last night, and it wouldn't be good if that affected my training.
After making arrangements for Tang San and the other person, Flander looked at Oscar.
"Oscar, after you finish explaining the rules to Tang San and the others, run twenty laps around the school. You can use your martial soul to assist you. Of course, if you don't finish before dark, you won't get any food."
"yes!"
Oscar nodded in agreement without hesitation.
After making arrangements for everyone, Flander nodded slightly and then left.
"Let's go, I'll take you to eat first. The conditions are a bit basic, but we'll have enough to eat."
Tang San nodded and followed Oscar forward, with Xiao Wu beside him, whispering something.
"Third brother, this school seems... a bit off."
Xiao Wu's words were quite tactful.
"No rush, we can only trust them now."
Tang San sighed, hoping that Shrek Academy had unique training methods.