Chapter 15 The Title Douluos of the Underworld are envious, I also want to teach at White Shrek Academy!
Beyond the sky, a dark world.
After watching the content shown on the screen, all the Soul Masters couldn't help but start discussing it again.
Many Soul Masters who had previously questioned Shrek Academy in the White World felt incredibly ashamed.
"I...I really want to slap myself twice!"
The Contra player who had just been spouting nonsense was now blushing furiously, wishing he could disappear into the ground.
"I actually called this manual labor? If I had the chance, I'd be willing to be a teacher at Shrek Academy for the rest of my life!"
"Who can argue with that!"
An elderly Contra player standing nearby had a longing gleam in his eyes, and his voice trembled.
"Old Fu has been stuck at level 89 for twenty years... twenty years! If our Shrek Academy had those rewards from the White World, I'd be willing to do anything, even wash students' clothes, let alone be a teacher! Because then I'd have a chance to break through to the Title Douluo level!"
This is reality.
In the face of absolute interests, the so-called "dignity of the strong" is utterly insignificant.
Moreover, Shrek Academy in the White World offers more than just benefits; it's a ladder to a higher level and a key to break the shackles of fate!
"Douluo Pill... Ignores bottlenecks and advances one level..."
A titled Douluo muttered to himself, his eyes glazed over, "If I were over there, I might have become a Super Douluo long ago, instead of being like this now, where every step forward is as difficult as climbing to the heavens."
They finally understood why those strong individuals were willing to stay there.
This isn't just being a teacher; it's clearly investing in one's own future!
As long as you teach students with your heart, you can earn points, become stronger, and even become a god.
This positive feedback loop mechanism is absolutely perfect!
In comparison, what can Shrek Academy in the underworld offer them besides the empty title of "the number one academy on the continent" and a meager amount of offerings?
"I want to go there..."
This absurd yet incredibly real thought arose in the minds of countless Soul Masters.
"I want to teach at Shrek Academy in the white world..."
...
Inside the Sea God Pavilion.
Listening to the commotion outside, Moon sighed deeply.
Those old eyes, which were originally cloudy, were now filled with a complex light.
"If it's true..."
Moon whispered, his voice trembling slightly: "Shrek Academy in that white world is indeed too awesome."
It's not just the resources that are impressive, but the system that's even more impressive.
This "teaching points system" not only motivates teachers but also deeply binds the interests of the entire college with the personal growth of individual teachers.
Teachers will work hard to teach their students well in order to earn points, and when the students succeed, they will give back to the college, which will then use resources to reward the teachers...
This is an absolutely flawless and perfect closed loop!
"Achieving the God-King Realm in two hundred years..."
Recalling the casual remark from the sky, Mu En felt a deep sense of awe. "That Xuanzi not only possesses extraordinary strength, but his management skills are also terrifying. Compared to him..."
He didn't continue speaking, but his gaze dimmed.
In comparison, their underworld, whether it's Xuanzi or Shrek, is completely inferior to them.
...
Outside Shrek Academy, inside a restaurant.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
Xuanzi jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, crushing the new wine cup in his hand to pieces once again.
"It's fake! It's all fake!"
Xuanzi's face turned bright red, veins bulging on his neck, as he roared, "What Douluo Pill, what Martial Soul Pill? How could there be such heaven-defying things? What makes him think he has them?"
"We're both from the Douluo Continent, so why has no one here ever been able to refine this kind of pill? And how could taking pills possibly not have side effects?"
Xuanzi refused to believe any of this.
Because once you believe it, it's tantamount to admitting your own incompetence and that you are a complete failure.
"It's all a lie! I don't believe it!"
In an effort to salvage his crumbling self-esteem, Xuanzi began frantically searching for excuses.
"Beibei and Tangya from the parallel world are definitely shills. They didn't let anyone see the actual product, they're just bragging here. Anyone can brag. I could say I can refine it too!"
"Just wait and see! Once classes actually start, their rubbish teaching quality will be exposed! Then we'll see how they try to cover it up!"
Xuanzi stared intently at the sky, his eyes bloodshot.
His only lifeline now is to bet that the "teaching quality" of the White World is not good.
After all, no matter how good the treatment you give, it's all for nothing if the students you teach are useless!
...
The images flowed across the sky.
After hearing Bei Bei and Tang Ya's introduction, Huo Yuhao was completely convinced.
Looking at the busy yet passionate teachers around him, his admiration deepened.
"So that's how it is..." Huo Yuhao thought to himself, "Is this Elder Xuan's vision? Using god-level resources to gain the full support of all the talents on the continent. In such an environment, it's hard not to become strong!"
"Alright, Yuhao, stop spacing out."
Beibei patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Let's register first, then see if we can be chosen by 'Echoes of Destiny'."
["Um!"]
With the help of two senior students, Huo Yuhao successfully completed the registration process.
At this moment, the massive level-nine soul tool in the center of the plaza—"Echo of Destiny"—finally began to emit a soft light.
[Buzz—]
A strange wave swept across the entire area, and all the registered children held their breath, watching the giant spinning wheel with bated breath.
Huo Yuhao clenched his fists tightly, his palms sweating.
Although he was very confident in himself, no one could guarantee absolute success in a selection process that relied solely on "fate."
However, in the very next second...
[bite!]
A clear, melodious voice rang in his ears, followed by a golden beam of light descending from the sky and precisely enveloping Huo Yuhao.
At the same time, that soft, synthesized electronic voice once again resounded throughout the square:
["Congratulations to student Huo Yuhao for passing the 'Echo of Destiny' selection and officially becoming a freshman at Shrek Academy this year!"]
"Phew..." Huo Yuhao let out a long breath, feeling his legs go weak. "That's great..."
[Then, the electronic voice continued broadcasting:]
"According to the guidance of fate, relevant matters have been assigned to you."
["Dormitory assignment: Freshman dormitory building, single room 107."]
[Class assignment: Grade 1, Class 1.]
"Class teacher: Zhou Yi."
...
In the underworld.
At this moment, after seeing the contents of the sky, the group of soul masters in the dark world were once again puzzled.
Wasn't it said that the White World had very high requirements for teachers?
Why is Zhou Yi still around?
(End of chapter)