The first lesson at Shrek Academy was very simple; it was just a matter of introducing themselves to each other.
However, Fu Qin's strength shocked the people present.
After all, to be able to cultivate to the Soul Venerable level at his age is definitely the mark of a monstrous genius.
The three Shrek heroes naturally introduced themselves as well.
As a time traveler, Fu Qin naturally knew their background.
However, the performance of the three of them was really a bit...
(⊙o⊙)…It's hard to say.
Dai Mubai's eyes never left Zhu Zhuqing.
Oscar's sausage spirit, coupled with his cheeky tone, and his constant refrain of "I have a big sausage," sends chills down your spine.
Ma Hongjun was even more outspoken, his eyes constantly glancing at the girls, and his mouth never stopped spouting dirty jokes. The two of them, with their unlikable appearances, made Fu Qin feel a bit of realism.
As for their martial spirit, age, and soul power, they were almost identical to what Fu Qin knew from his previous life.
Dai Mubai is sixteen years old and at level thirty-seven, a powerful attack-type Battle Soul Master; Oscar is fourteen years old and at level twenty-nine, a support-type Battle Soul Master; Ma Hongjun is thirteen years old and at level twenty-seven, a powerful attack-type Battle Soul Master.
Fu Qin already knew this information, and hearing them introduce themselves was merely confirmation of it.
What concerned him even more was Zhao Wuji's condition.
Although Zhao Wuji looked sullen and his clothes were somewhat disheveled, there wasn't a single scratch on his body from the fight.
Fu Qin understood. The original story, in which Tang San was harassed by Zhao Wuji and Tang Hao came to his door late at night to beat him up, was ultimately changed because of his intervention.
"The butterfly effect is indeed terrifying, but it's also good this way, as it avoids some unnecessary trouble."
He muttered to himself, his steps unwavering, as he walked towards Soto.
Dean Flander announced that the first class would be in the evening, and Fu Qin immediately guessed the destination.
Soto City Grand Arena.
That place is where the Shrek Seven Devils first showed their talents in the original story. The actual combat spirit can not only hone the team's cohesion, but also earn points, which is indeed Flander's style.
It was expected that Oscar and Ning Rongrong would be singled out for a run, as support-type Soul Masters cannot afford to lack physical fitness.
Fu Qin just didn't expect that Ning Rongrong's temperament was exactly the same as in the original novel.
The little devil of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School lived up to her reputation. After running two laps, she gave up and declared that she was going to Soto City to eat dessert. Her arrogant appearance made Fu Qin find her somewhat cute.
Of course, he's not the kind of person who can stay idle.
Shrek Academy is so dilapidated, how could he possibly stay here forever?
......
"Little Dance Steps, you don't need to follow me anymore."
Fu Qin turned around and looked into the girl's bright eyes, softening his tone.
Although I was just putting on an act, the favorability rating on the system panel couldn't be faked.
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"Tang San is very perceptive. If we get too close, he might notice something amiss."
Xiao Wu's smile vanished instantly, her eyes filled with disappointment, her fingers gripping his sleeve tightly, her voice tinged with grievance.
"But she wants to go with you."
Fu Qin's heart softened, and he reached out to ruffle her hair, his fingertips brushing against her reddened earlobe.
"Little Wu, listen to me. Go back and cultivate diligently. If you're willing, I'll come and keep you company tonight."
Upon hearing Fu Qin's words, Xiao Wu's cheeks flushed crimson.
She bit her lower lip, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she just tiptoed and quickly placed a soft kiss on his lips.
The touch was warm and fleeting; before Fu Qin could even savor it, Xiao Wu had already run away, her face flushed.
"You absolutely must come to my room tonight!"
...
The streets of Soto were far more bustling than Shrek Academy.
The sounds of vendors hawking their wares and laughter filled the air, along with the aroma of various snacks.
Fu Qin followed the flow of people to the snack street. He had just bought a skewer of sugar-coated fritters and taken a bite. The crispy exterior and crunchy interior, along with the perfectly balanced sweet and sour flavor, melted on his tongue. Just then, he heard a voice behind him that was both charming and somewhat flustered.
"Fu Qin? What are you doing here?"
Fu Qin turned around and saw Ning Rongrong standing not far away. Her pink dress made her skin look as white as snow, and there was a fine layer of sweat on her forehead, obviously she had run out.
The girl's eyes lit up, first flashing with surprise, then becoming somewhat evasive. Her small hands unconsciously twisted the hem of her skirt, clearly feeling a little guilty for remembering that she had snuck out.
Fu Qin raised an eyebrow, feigning surprise, and handed over the candied fruit in his hand.
"I just disbanded the team and wanted to go out for a stroll. I didn't expect to run into you. What's up, out for dessert?"
Ning Rongrong's thoughts were exposed, and her cheeks flushed slightly. She took the candied fruit and took a bite. The sweetness eased her nervousness a bit. She raised her chin and pretended to be calm as she spoke.
"It's not that I'm sneaking off. I just think running is too boring. Disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School don't need to train in these useless physical exercises."
Seeing her stubborn expression, Fu Qin couldn't help but laugh: "Oh? Then how about I accompany you for a stroll? I haven't really tried many desserts in Soto City yet, would you like to have some with me?"
Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up, and she instantly forgot her earlier panic. She grabbed his sleeve and started walking forward.
"Really? Fu Qin, you're so kind!"
Her fingertips were warm, with a softness unique to young girls.
Fu Qin could clearly feel that touch. Unlike Xiao Wu's maturity and intelligence, Ning Rongrong, who had not yet awakened her memories of her past life, was just like a little girl.
He let Ning Rongrong pull him through the crowd, the girl's laughter as clear as silver bells.
When Ning Rongrong occasionally came across a stall that interested her, she would stop and examine it closely, chattering away with questions. Her spoiled yet innocent demeanor was completely different from the little devil who abandoned her duties at the academy.
Fu Qin stayed by her side, occasionally handing her tissues to wipe away the crumbs of dessert from the corners of her mouth.
When his fingertips accidentally touched her cheek, Ning Rongrong recoiled as if burned, her cheeks instantly turning red, and her eyes becoming somewhat evasive, but she did not let go of the hand holding his sleeve.
This subtle ambiguity permeated the two of them.
Fu Qin knew in his heart that this was the beginning of the cycle of fate buffs taking effect.
Coupled with her almost universally appealing looks, Ning Rongrong's favorability towards her increased almost every minute.
Little did they know.
At the alleyway not far away, Dean Flander was hidden in the shadows, his shrewd eyes taking in everything.
He stroked his beard, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.
"This kid is quite popular with women, but Ning Rongrong's bad temper needs to be changed."
Fu Qin vaguely sensed a prying gaze and subconsciously looked towards the alley entrance, but found nothing.
He frowned, then relaxed, realizing that Flander must have come out with Ning Rongrong.
Given the dean's personality, he must want to see Ning Rongrong's movements and, incidentally, observe himself.