Long-term Mission: Kill Tang San

"Ding. Congratulations, Host, you have triggered the Long-term Mission: Kill Tang San." The system's mechanical voice rang out in Zhao Ming's mind.

"Ding. Son of Destiny Tang San has developed hatred toward the Host. If he is not killed, he will inevitably become a scourge."

"Mission reward: Unknown."

Kill Tang San? But Tang Hao was a problem.

Zhao Ming frowned.

Tang Hao might be watching from somewhere right now! He probably would not have a chance to make a move.

Still, this was a Long-term Mission, and there was no time limit.

"What are you coming over here for?" Tang San asked coldly as he watched Zhao Ming slowly approach.

"Me? What else could I be doing? I just heard you say that Grandmaster accepted you as his disciple. You're still young, so don't lose your way." Zhao Ming said lightly, the corner of his mouth curling upward.

"My affairs are none of your business. And please show some respect to my teacher." Tang San spoke resentfully. Milky-white Soul Power gathered in his hands, turning them jade-white. He had already prepared to attack Zhao Ming.

So this is the Mysterious Jade Hand? Zhao Ming watched the changes in Tang San's hands with some curiosity.

But Zhao Ming had no intention of fighting Tang San right now.

"A Zha, help Little San carry Grandmaster back to his room." Zhao Ming turned and called out to a skinny boy.

"Got it, Boss." The Grandmaster whom Zhao Ming had called hurried out and carried Grandmaster away with Tang San. Grandmaster's dormitory was also in this building, only on the top floor.

"Boss, that new kid seems to have a grudge against you," Wang Sheng said after Tang San and the others left.

"It's nothing. Maybe what I said was a little too harsh." Zhao Ming shook his head.

"Boss, you didn't do anything wrong. If Tang San dares lay a hand on you in the future, I, Wang Sheng, will be the first to teach him a lesson." Wang Sheng patted his chest. Having just witnessed Zhao Ming's methods, he realized that this new boss was definitely no ordinary person.

Whether in talent or intelligence, he was exceptional. In the future, he would surely become someone who could command the winds and clouds across the Douluo Continent. So Wang Sheng had already decided to become Zhao Ming's loyal bootlicker.

After offending Xiao Chenyu, he had gradually come to understand that only geniuses and bootlickers could enjoy superior lives in this academy. A senior from his previous class had also been from Dormitory Seven. He had latched onto a Soul Second Generation, and after graduation, followed that Soul Second Generation into a life of comfort.

"Little Saint Son, you're not bad. I appreciate you." Zhao Ming patted Wang Sheng on the shoulder and nodded in satisfaction.

Though Wang Sheng's talent was lacking, his personality suited Zhao Ming well enough. It would not hurt to give him a hand in the future.

Just then, a crisp voice came from outside. "Is this Dormitory Seven?"

Everyone looked toward the doorway at once, and their eyes immediately went wide.

A pretty little girl stood in the doorway. Her lovely face was fair with a rosy tint, soft and tender like a ripe peach, making people want to take a bite. Though her clothes were very plain, they were exceptionally clean.

Her long black hair was braided into a Scorpion Braid that hung past her hips. Her large, watery eyes brimmed with curiosity. In her hands, she held a brand-new school uniform.

"Xiao Wu?" Zhao Ming's eyes widened.

Seeing Xiao Wu's real appearance, Zhao Ming could not help mocking the Douluo animation from his previous life. Such a pretty girl had actually been turned into a country bumpkin. It was downright painful to look at!

The current Xiao Wu had not yet grown up, but little Xiao Wu was still very cute.

How did that poem go again? Western clothes and cat ears, little mouth and big eyes. Short hair was pretty, long hair was graceful. Give her candy, play at kissing...

"What are you looking at?" Xiao Wu immediately noticed Zhao Ming staring at her lecherously and said irritably.

"Ahem, sorry. I'm Zhao Ming, the dorm leader and boss of Dormitory Seven. What's your name?" Zhao Ming walked up to her and asked.

Xiao Wu blinked her big eyes and smiled. "My name is Xiao Wu. My Martial Soul is a rabbit. The cute little white rabbit kind. What about you?" When she smiled, two adorable dimples appeared on her cheeks, making her indescribably charming.

"My Martial Soul is Puppet. You may not have heard of it." Zhao Ming smiled.

"Puppet? Never heard of it." Xiao Wu shook her head in confusion, but did not dwell on it. "By the way, you're so young. How did you become the boss here?"

"Because I defeated all of them, I became the boss of this dormitory." Zhao Ming smiled.

"I see. Then if I defeat you, won't I become the boss of Dormitory Seven?" Xiao Wu's expression turned excited. She set her school uniform aside, looking eager.

"Of course you can, but I'm afraid you're no match for me. I've already broken through to Soul Master." Zhao Ming shook his head.

"What? You've broken through to Soul Master? Do you have Innate Full Soul Power?" Xiao Wu asked in surprise. Only someone with Innate Full Soul Power could break through so quickly.

"Mm." Zhao Ming nodded.

"Then I won't fight you yet. Once I break through to Soul Master in a few days, I'll fight you. Then I'll be the dorm boss." As she spoke, Xiao Wu waved her little fist.

"Fine. I'll be waiting." Zhao Ming said indifferently. Xiao Wu was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast in human form, so she also possessed Innate Full Soul Power. But beating him was impossible.

After saying that, Zhao Ming walked over to his bed and slowly lay down.

"Ah, these new blankets I bought are so comfortable to lie on." After waiting for a while and seeing that Xiao Wu had no reaction, Zhao Ming took the initiative to tempt her.

Blankets? Looking at Zhao Ming lounging on the bed with one leg crossed over the other, Xiao Wu felt a little awkward. She had not prepared anything like that when she came.

Work-Study Students all came from poor families and were much more sensible than noble descendants. Several quick-witted students immediately spoke up. "Xiao Wu, use my mattress first. I can make do with half the blanket beneath me and half over me."

Another said, "Xiao Wu, use my blanket. I can barely get by with just the mattress."

Seeing the others eagerly extend olive branches to Xiao Wu, Zhao Ming did not care in the slightest.

Xiao Wu looked at the Work-Study Students' bedding. Though it could not be called filthy, most of it was ragged and worn. Zhao Ming's bedding, on the other hand, was brand-new and much prettier.

And there were carrots she loved to eat...

Xiao Wu's eyes widened. She could not help walking over and taking a sniff. It was the scent of carrots.

Ever since leaving the Star Dou Forest, she had not eaten carrots in a very long time.

Reluctantly pulling herself together, Xiao Wu looked at Zhao Ming. "Um, Zhao Ming. Can I discuss something with you?"

"What is it?" Zhao Ming smiled faintly. He knew the rabbit had taken the bait.

Waiting by a tree stump for a rabbit really did work. The ancients did not deceive me!

Xiao Wu said, "Your bedding looks pretty big. It shouldn't be a problem for two people to share it. How about we push our beds together? Then we can both use it."

"Share it? Wouldn't that be inappropriate? I'm not that kind of casual person!" Zhao Ming hurriedly shook his head.

You're not casual? So I'm the casual one?

With the way you were staring at me just now, only a ghost would believe you!

Xiao Wu snorted unhappily. "I don't even care, so what are you afraid of? Are you scared I'll force myself on you?"

"Fine, then." Zhao Ming rejoiced inwardly, but his face remained calm.

"Come help me move the bed over. What are you standing there for?" Xiao Wu said unhappily.

"I'm not a strength-type Soul Master. Where would I get that kind of strength? And show some respect to your boss, understand? Forget it, I won't hold it against you today." Zhao Ming shook his head and forcefully moved Xiao Wu's bed over.

"Hey, can you do it or not? Line them up. Push it into that hole. These beds can be joined together," Xiao Wu said irritably.

Zhao Ming took a closer look. Sure enough, the beds could be assembled together. But why did Xiao Wu's words sound so strange?