This Works Too?

"..."

Seeing this, Mo Lang was at a loss for words.

He had already paid to win, and he still had to go through such a clichéd routine?

"Kid, I'm talking to you. Are you deaf?" Seeing that these Work-Study Students in patched clothes were ignoring him, the tall youth immediately flew into a rage and swung a hand at Mo Lang.

These lowest-class Work-Study Students had no money and no background. They were parasites on society. So what if he hit them?

But the moment the tall youth made his move, Mo Lang appeared in front of him and lightly flicked his forehead.

Bang!

With a thunderous crash, the tall youth was sent flying before everyone's horrified eyes, smashing the bed behind him to pieces.

Mo Lang stuck out his pinky and picked at his ear. "Keep your voice down when you talk to me from now on. My temper isn't very good. Whenever I get angry, I feel like beating people up. Understand?"

"U-Understand."

Watching Mo Lang send Wang Hu flying with a single flick, everyone else in the dorm stared at him in terror and nodded fearfully.

They were only children. When had they ever seen anything like this?

"Also, we aren't Work-Study Students. We paid our tuition. From today onward, I'm the boss here. You'll call me Lang-ge from now on, and he's your Third Brother. Understand?"

"Understood, Lang-ge!"

"Good." Mo Lang nodded in satisfaction and looked at them. "Go help that guy up. I used less than ten percent of my strength. He should be able to take it."

Mo Lang was telling the truth. He now possessed Ten Thousand Jin of Immense Strength. Even one-tenth of it amounted to a thousand jin, far more than a child could withstand.

But to the other children, Mo Lang was simply bragging. Still, none of them dared expose him.

They might have been young, but they understood plenty.

Exposing someone's bragging would bring them no benefit, only a beating.

Only an idiot would run their mouth.

Even though he had long known Mo Lang was like this, Tang San still could not help doubting himself.

Am I the transmigrator, or is Mo Lang the transmigrator?

He was the king of the children in the village, and now that he's at the academy, he wants to be the boss again. Where did he learn to handle things so skillfully?

This is good too. I won't need to make a move and can cultivate quietly.

But if anyone dares harbor killing intent toward Mo Lang, I'll definitely be the first to rush forward.

In this world, aside from his father, Old Jack and Mo Lang were the only people closest to him.

Xiao Wu only counted as half.

After asking around, Mo Lang learned that the tall youth was called Wang Hu. He instinctively wanted to ask what relation he had to Wang Sheng.

But in the end, he did not ask, lest he cause an unnecessary misunderstanding.

"What's going on with you lot? Fighting in the dorm on the first day of school? Think your wings have grown in?"

At that moment, a male teacher in his thirties entered carrying two sets of bedding. Seeing that one of the beds in the dorm had collapsed, he could not help scolding them.

Then he asked, "Which of you are Mo Lang and Tang San?"

Mo Lang and Tang San stepped forward.

The male teacher said, "My name is Mo Hen. You can call me Teacher Mo. Mo Lang, this bedding was given to you by Master."

"Thank you, Teacher Mo. You've worked hard."

Mo Lang and Tang San took the bedding and obediently thanked him.

Mo Hen nodded in satisfaction, gave them a few instructions, and left.

Before leaving, he shot Wang Hu a fierce glare. "Wang Hu, don't bully others just because you're older, understand? Look how well-behaved those two are, then look at you!"

"..."

Wang Hu felt so wronged that he wanted to burst into tears.

Teacher, are you blind?

Can't you see the huge bump on my forehead?

Who exactly bullied whom?

You didn't see what Mo Lang was like just now. He practically had the words 'I'm a thug' written all over his face.

"What? You feel wronged?"

Mo Lang turned to look at Wang Hu, who immediately shook his head. "Not wronged. Not wronged!"

"Then why are you clenching your fists? Planning to sneak attack me?"

"I... I... Waaaah!"

After stammering a few times, Wang Hu burst into tears, leaving Mo Lang rather awkward.

In the end, Mo Lang lost his patience and glared at Wang Hu. "Shut up. Keep crying and I'll twist your head off!"

Wang Hu cried even louder.

"..."

Seeing this, everyone else swore that they would stay as far away from Mo Lang as possible and never come within ten meters of him.

Tang San sighed at the sight. Was that any way to comfort someone?

He walked over, patted Wang Hu on the shoulder, and said, "Don't cry, or I'll sew your mouth shut."

"..."

Wang Hu really did stop crying, because he saw Tang San actually threading a needle.

"..."

Everyone else swore once again.

They absolutely had to stay away from these two brothers!

One threatened to twist people's heads off at the drop of a hat, while the other said he would sew someone's mouth shut and immediately started threading a needle.

They were both ruthless!

"A Lang, I want to sleep with you!"

Just as Mo Lang was about to make his bed, Xiao Wu skipped into the room with her bedding in her arms.

Then, without waiting for an answer, she spread her bedding on Mo Lang's bed.

"..."

When the other people in the dorm saw a pink and adorable little girl walk in, they were stunned at first, then broke into happy smiles.

But after hearing what she said and seeing what she did, the smiles on their faces vanished instantly.

They felt a little indignant. This cute little girl was actually going to sleep in the same bed as a thug like Mo Lang!

It was simply...

Too enviable!

Mo Lang had not expected Xiao Wu to move in to sleep with him, and his head began to ache.

No matter how much he liked Xiao Wu, the moment he saw her little face, he could not have any other thoughts.

After all, he was thirty years old across both lives.

He was afraid that if they kept sleeping together, he would start treating her like his daughter.

"Xiao Wu, there are so many people here. Men and women should keep their distance. Isn't it inappropriate for a girl to sleep here?"

Mo Lang said awkwardly.

"What's inappropriate about it? I don't care, so what are you afraid of? Are you afraid I'll rape you? If I wanted to rape you, I would've done it back at Grandpa Jack's house!" Xiao Wu snorted.

"..."

Hearing those familiar lines, Mo Lang's lips twitched.

Listen to that. Is that something a person should say?

Do I not have any dignity?

If you weren't so young, I'd have become a beast long ago!

Quite a few boys revealed expressions of envy, jealousy, and resentment at the sight.

Only Tang San shook his head and sighed inwardly. Women are troublesome. If you sleep with me at night, how am I supposed to cultivate?

Perhaps it was precisely because of this that Mo Lang finally felt completely at ease about Tang San.

Tang San's heart was colder than that of his chef master, who had spent twenty years killing fish. Even a woman in Black Silk stockings probably could not move him.

"Besides, you still haven't finished the story about seven men and one woman you told yesterday. How am I supposed to sleep?" Xiao Wu said coquettishly.

"!!!"

Hearing that, everyone who had been hungry and planning to eat immediately stopped in their tracks.

If you're going to talk about that, then we're not hungry anymore.

Even Tang San pretended not to care as he made his bed, while secretly pricking up his ears.

Seven men and one woman? This works too?

"Xiao Wu, that was the story of the Seven Dwarfs and Snow White. Since you want to hear it, I'll continue telling it tonight."

Seeing everyone's ears standing up even higher than rabbit ears, Mo Lang could not help sighing.

The children of Douluo Continent matured far too early.

They needed some purification.

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