Chapter 5: Partnering with Shinto
What Mr. Gong said was also what Beibei was thinking.
This trip was full of rewards, beyond his expectation.
By the time we returned to our own cabin, it was already evening.
The door is open, and the fragrance is wafting into Beibei's nostrils.
The bright girl in the room was busy bringing plate after plate of delicious food to the table.
"Beibei, come in quickly."
"My new cooking skills, do you think it tastes good? If you like it, I can cook it for you often in the future."
After entering the door, Beibei did not immediately enjoy the fragrant delicious food, but started to attack Zhang Lexuan.
Seeing her busy work with great interest, Beibei thought about it again and again, and finally said:
"My meals, or to be precise, our meals will be specially provided by the inner courtyard cafeteria from now on, so there is no need to trouble Sister Lexuan."
Zhang Lexuan moved her hands for a moment, her voice a little lonely.
"I cooked the food, isn't it delicious?"
Beibei shook her head: "How could it be? Sister Lexuan in my memory would not give me something that is not delicious."
"I wish I could eat the food cooked by Sister Lexuan every day."
"It's just...rather than being greedy for porridge and food, I want to be with you, Sister Lexuan, for a long time."
"You are extremely talented and should not waste your precious time on these trivial matters."
"After obtaining the identity of the next-generation heir to the master of Poseidon Pavilion, we will get more resources from the academy and the right to enter Poseidon Pavilion to practice."
"Work hard in practice. Sister Lexuan, you can reach the realm of the Eight-ring Soul Douluo within five years or two decades."
Hearing this, Zhang Lexuan couldn't help but complain: "No matter how talented I am, can I be as good as you?"
"With your talent, it will take you more than ten years to surpass my sister and become a little man that she can rely on. Then it will be your turn to protect my sister and me."
"The Beibei in my memory will never refuse to be a little man that my sister can rely on."
He pinched Beibei's face with his hand and pouted: "Smelly Beibei, you are not very old, but you look old-fashioned, and you even educate your sister."
Beibei brushed her hand away with a dark look on her face, brought the soup in the casserole to the table, and filled out two bowls.
"Do you still remember the goals set by the elders for me?"
"Remember, the limit of a human soul master is the ultimate Douluo."
"I believe, Beibei, you can reach your limit, and you are a more powerful Limit Douluo than Mr. Mu!"
However, what she didn't expect was that Beibei gave a different opinion: "On the surface, the goal given by the elders is indeed the Ultimate Douluo."
"But both inside and outside the words, the word 'transcendence' was mentioned many times, and it was before 'limit'."
"Beyond the limit, what kind of realm is that? God!"
"Becoming a god is not only Mr. Su's expectation, but also my goal all along."
"The so-called Ultimate Douluo is just a piece of scenery on the road."
This is the first time Beibei confides in others.
In other words, it was the god-level talent acquired through six years of planning that gave Beibei the confidence to promise.
A shocked look appeared on Zhang Lexuan's face, and her little cherry mouth formed an "O" shape in shock.
In fact, if you think about it carefully, it is reasonable for Beibei to have the goal of becoming a god.
His unparalleled talent and what he has done in the past six years all confirm his lofty ambitions.
"So, Beibei, you urge me to seize the time to practice, because..."
"Yes!"
"The road to becoming a god is difficult but hard."
“I don’t want to walk the Shinto path alone, I even hope to walk together with Sister Lexuan.”
“The ‘long-lasting companionship’ mentioned earlier means, in other words, eternal dependence.”
"After becoming a god, two people in one house will have three meals and four seasons."
"So, Sister Lexuan...are you willing to accompany me on this journey to heaven and to the gods?"
Zhang Lexuan recovered from the brief shock, changing her previous playful and naughty look, her serious face became gentle and understanding.
"Beibei..." "No matter when you ask or what you ask about, there is always only one answer from my sister."
"I do!"
...The next day, early morning.
Follow the instructions of the elder of Poseidon Pavilion.
As a transfer student, Beibei was arranged to enter Class 1 of the first grade and directly enter the martial arts department after half a year.
As for why you didn’t enroll in the Soul Guidance Department?
Because even if he wanted to go, the elders would not agree.
Even Mr. Song, who was most supportive of the development of the Soul Tool Department, and the deputy dean of the Soul Tool Department College, refused.
Without him, only the talent of Wuhun is outstanding.
The person who sent Beibei to the outer courtyard was none other than Mr. Mu's eldest disciple and the dean of Wuhun Academy, Yan Shaozhe.
"Beibei, I leave it to you to conceal your identity and age."
"Come to think of it, this little trouble is not that difficult for you."
"Haha~"
Beibei looked at him, quite speechless. He looked like a handsome uncle, but he smiled like a fox.
"It's done!"
"It's all done!"
"Then you, please leave first."
"As the dean of Shrek Academy, how is it appropriate to personally send off a transfer student who uses a back door and relies on connections?!"
Yan Shaozhe: "..."
Getting into the act is pretty quick.
Arriving at the edge of Shrek Academy's outer courtyard, Yan Shaozhe disappeared in a flash.
The last look in his eyes was full of curiosity about "the whole incident of the transfer student enrolling through the back door."
On the way to the teaching building alone, Beibei carefully prepared herself.
Put on the jade ring, put on the soul guide storage belt, and push on the non-prescription gold-rimmed glasses.
The aura of nouveau riche and gentle scum has almost solidified into substance.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
There was a loud knock on the door of Class 1, Grade 1.
"Come in!"
"Bang!"
The door was not pushed open, but kicked open.
One foot was the first to reach in, and then Beibei walked in extremely arrogantly with an outward step.
The teacher who is teaching is Du Weilun, the dean of students in the original book.
However, he is still just the head teacher and has not been promoted to the director of the martial arts department.
Du Weilun was not surprised when he saw Beibei coming in. He was naturally informed in advance by his class teacher when he joined the class.
Not only not surprised, but also very happy.
Dean Yan personally promised that when Beibei's studies in the outer courtyard are completed, he can be promoted to the director of the Martial Arts Department!
Identifying the right person is the ladder to his progress!
He wants to "enter the club" so much!
"Let me introduce to the students, this student is a new transfer student, student Beibei."
"As for the personal introduction of the new students... Well, there are still two and a half minutes before the end of get out of class, so I won't talk about it."
"Let's use this time to communicate with each other."
After saying that, he walked out of the classroom.
It's not that he doesn't want to talk, but he really doesn't know. The dean has given him a warning: talk less, think less, and inquire less.
(End of chapter)