Chapter 5 Is this the quality of Shrek Academy teachers?
The realm of the gods, the temple of the sea god.
A purplish-black destructive intent raged wildly within the hall, making the entire hall seem as if it were about to collapse at any moment under the wrath of the god of destruction.
Faced with the oppressive aura that could make even a first-level god tremble, Tang San, sitting upright in the main seat, still had his brows furrowed, but there was little panic in his eyes.
"Violation of regulations?"
Tang San slowly stood up, and the Trident of the Sea God in his hand gently tapped the ground. A soft light of the Sea God emanated from it, silently dissolving the destructive aura that was approaching him.
He looked at the enraged God of Destruction before him, a faint smile playing on his lips, his tone so calm it was almost infuriating:
"Destruction, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. As the God-King, you should know best the rules set by the God Realm Committee."
"You say I broke the rules? May I ask, which divine law did I violate?"
The God of Destruction sneered and pointed to the image playing on the sky:
"Tang San, are you still going to try to deny it?"
"That person named Wang Dong is clearly your daughter, Tang Wutong! Gods of the divine realm are not allowed to descend to the mortal realm and interfere in mortal affairs without authorization; this is an ironclad rule!"
"You sent your own daughter down there; isn't that knowingly breaking the law?"
"Oh? You know that's my daughter too."
Tang San calmly countered, "Then, regarding destruction, may I ask you, does Xiao Qi hold a divine position in the God Realm?"
The God of Destruction was taken aback: "It has not yet been passed down."
"Has she managed to condense a divine halo and achieve a divine body?"
The God of Destruction frowned even more: "She is still young, of course not."
"Then that settles it?" Tang San shrugged, looking completely matter-of-fact.
"Xiao Qi has neither a divine position nor a deity; at most, he is just a child with divine blood."
"The rules of the divine realm only restrict gods from descending to the mortal realm, but they don't say that the descendants of gods can't go down to the mortal realm to gain experience, do they?"
"Furthermore, I had her seal away her memories and divine power. Now, she is just an ordinary mortal soul master."
"As a father, it's perfectly reasonable for me to send my child to study at a lower-level academy. How is that considered a violation of the rules?"
At this point, Tang San's eyes turned cold: "Destruction, I know you've always had a grudge against me and wanted to find something to hold against me."
"However, if you arbitrarily label me because of your own selfish motives, it will be difficult to convince the other god-kings."
"You! You're just making excuses!"
The God of Destruction took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart, because he knew that it was impossible to punish Tang San today.
He stared intently at Tang San, his purple eyes filled with warning: "I admit I wronged you this time. But Tang San, you'd better pray you can always exonerate yourself so cleanly."
"Don't let me see you commit any real violations, otherwise, even the two god-kings of good and evil can't protect you!"
After saying that, the God of Destruction snorted coldly, transformed into a raging purple lightning bolt, and instantly disappeared from the Sea God Temple.
Watching the God of Destruction's departing figure, Tang San's originally calm expression instantly turned gloomy.
He sat back down in his chair, looking at the enormous canopy still hanging outside the hall, and a deep sense of irritation welled up inside him.
"This damn canopy... who put it there? When will it finally be shut down?"
If this sky curtain hadn't exposed all of this, how could he have been so relentlessly pursued by Destruction?
Although I managed to get away with it this time, I'll probably have to be more careful in the future.
...
However, the heavens did not stop in the slightest because of the God-King's dissatisfaction.
The scenes shift, and the story of the dark world continues.
[The scene returns to dormitory 108.]
Faced with Wang Dong's series of domineering and unreasonable terms, Huo Yuhao, who had initially intended to settle the matter peacefully, finally reached his breaking point.
Even a clay figure has some temper, let alone Huo Yuhao, who carries the burden of a blood feud.
"You want me to listen to you? Beat me first!"
The two agreed to meet in the grove below their dormitory. Although Wang Dong's martial soul was the top-tier "Goddess of Light Butterfly," and his soul power far surpassed Huo Yuhao's, Huo Yuhao's spiritual eye's detection and his relentless ruthlessness, coupled with Wang Dong's carelessness and underestimation of his opponent, ultimately led to a pyrrhic victory for Huo Yuhao.
Although Wang Dong is arrogant, he's also someone who accepts his losses.
After losing, although he was still verbally aggressive, his behavior became much more subdued, and he stopped mentioning those domineering "unequal treaties."
Nothing was said that night.
The following morning, the rising sun shone brightly on the Shrek Academy campus.
Huo Yuhao got up early, dressed neatly, and headed to the teaching building full of anticipation, ready to begin his first class at Shrek Academy.
At this moment, the eyes of the entire Black World continent were focused on this scene.
Especially the young soul masters who failed to get into Shrek Academy, and countless parents who hoped their children would become successful, were filled with endless curiosity about the interior of this number one academy on the continent.
"Look, look! Is this the inside of Shrek Academy?"
"There's nothing special about it... It feels pretty much the same as the junior college in our city."
Through Huo Yuhao's perspective, the audience got a clear look at the Shrek Academy teaching building.
In ordinary stone buildings, some of the plaster has even peeled off due to the passage of time.
The desks and chairs in the classroom are the most ordinary wooden desks and chairs, covered with graffiti and scratches left by students from previous years.
It didn't have the magnificent, high-tech, or sacred feel that people imagined.
"This is a bit disappointing..."
In a certain advanced Soul Master academy in the Heaven Dou Empire, a group of students gathered together and discussed among themselves, "I thought Shrek Academy even had floors made of Soul Guidance Metal, but this is it? The environment isn't even as good as ours."
"Tch, what do you know?"
A teacher standing nearby, who seemed quite knowledgeable, adjusted his glasses, adopting an air of self-assurance that suggested he was the only one who understood the situation. "Shrek Academy is number one not because of these external facilities. What good is a good environment? Can it feed you?"
"The key lies in the software! The quality of the teachers! The teaching level!"
"The teachers at Shrek Academy are all elites who have undergone rigorous selection!"
"It is said that even the most ordinary foreign language teachers are strong enough to stand alone in the outside world."
"Moreover, their teaching philosophy is advanced and their methods are ingenious. This is the secret to Shrek's enduring success!"
Upon hearing this, the people around immediately nodded in agreement.
"That makes sense, that makes sense!"
"A mountain is not famous for its height, but for the immortals who dwell there. As long as the teacher is good, even a lesson in a thatched hut can produce a Title Douluo!"
As a result, the audience's anticipation was once again heightened.
Everyone held their breath, staring intently at the sky, eager to catch a glimpse of Shrek Academy's "famous teacher," to see who this homeroom teacher, who was capable of instructing freshmen at the continent's premier academy, was, and what kind of amazing opening remarks he would make.
[In the scene, Huo Yuhao walks into the classroom of Class 1, the first-year students.]
The classroom was now full, everyone chatting excitedly. Huo Yuhao found a corner to sit down and waited quietly.
Not long after, the classroom doorway suddenly fell silent.
An old woman walked in.
She had gray hair and a face covered in wrinkles, making her look very old.
But her eyes were extremely sharp, radiating a chilling aura that kept strangers at bay. What was most oppressive was the aura emanating from her, like a volcano about to erupt.
She is Zhou Yi, the homeroom teacher of Class 1, freshmen.
Zhou Yi walked up to the podium, but unlike other teachers, she didn't write her name or offer any polite greetings.
Her sharp gaze swept across the entire class like a knife, and the once noisy classroom instantly fell silent.
"I am your homeroom teacher, Zhou Yi."
Her voice was hoarse and unpleasant, like two rough pieces of sandpaper rubbing together.
[Then she uttered that opening line that left the entire class, and indeed the entire Black World audience, speechless:]
"I'm not sure how many of you will be able to walk this year with me."
Zhou Yi said coldly, her eyes filled with undisguised contempt, "But I want to tell you that in my class, no trash can pass the assessment!"
When she said the word "trash," she emphasized it deliberately, as if in her eyes, the hundred talented young people selected from all over the mainland sitting in the audience were nothing more than a pile of waste waiting to be disposed of.
"I'm raising monsters, not idiots!"
"If anyone thinks they can't do it, they can get out now! Shrek Academy doesn't need trash!"
(End of chapter)