If I Say It's Fine, It's Fine!

After class, all the students of Class One went off to find their teammates and discuss the upcoming Freshman Assessment.

As for Ling Luochen, the moment class ended, she ran up to Jiang Ming, a rare trace of anger showing on her cool, aloof face.

"Jiang Ming! How could you agree to Teacher Zhou's terms?! This is the Freshman Assessment. Everyone else has three people, but not only do we only have two, we also have to win the championship. That's completely impossible!"

Ling Luochen truly could not understand why Jiang Ming would agree to such an absurd demand from Teacher Zhou.

One had to know, this was not some ordinary Soul Master Academy. This was Shrek Academy!

Every single freshman in Shrek Academy possessed talent far beyond their peers. They were already difficult enough to deal with, let alone taking the championship!

Jiang Ming raised his eyes to look at the cool little beauty before him, who was so angry her cheeks had puffed up. He reached out with both hands and placed them on the shoulders of the little beauty who was a full head shorter than him, staring straight into her ice-blue eyes.

"Do you believe in Teacher Zhou?"

Jiang Ming asked in a low voice.

With Jiang Ming's hands on her shoulders, Ling Luochen's whole body trembled. Instinctively, she felt a little resistant, but when she saw Jiang Ming's serious and solemn expression, she forced herself to endure it and nodded.

"Of course I believe in Teacher Zhou!"

Although Zhou Yi had been extremely strict with the students of Class One over the past three months, the results had also been very significant.

At least for now, their Class One was already the strongest class among all the freshmen classes overall. In this, Zhou Yi's strict teaching had clearly contributed greatly.

"Then do you believe in me?"

Jiang Ming leaned a little closer, his dark, bright eyes looking into Ling Luochen's ice-blue pupils.

"This..."

Jiang Ming's sudden closeness made Ling Luochen's breath catch. She was so nervous that she could hardly stand it, and even felt as if her body could no longer move.

"I... of course I believe in you..."

Ling Luochen's face turned somewhat rosy as she lowered her head and said softly.

"Then listen to me. If I say there's no problem, then there's no problem!"

Jiang Ming said with great dominance, then patted Ling Luochen on the shoulder and turned to leave.

Mm, this little beauty's shoulders were cool to the touch. They felt pretty nice to pat.

Jiang Ming thought to himself, then packed up his things and headed to the Soul Tool Department.

Although Teacher Fan Yu had been unable to keep staying up late with him to research Soul Tools due to pressure from his family during this period, and had even allocated most of his time to the other freshmen because the Freshman Assessment was approaching, for Jiang Ming, who had already set foot on the right path, this could no longer affect him much.

One had to know that over the past three months, Fan Yu had taught him far too many things. In the time to come, he needed to digest these things step by step and turn them into his own.

Moreover, his next focus in terms of Soul Tools was making Soul Tools.

He had already bought a huge pile of materials for Soul Cannonballs, Milk Bottles, and Soul Rays through Teacher Fan Yu. His current job was to turn these scattered materials into completed Soul Tools one by one!

With Jiang Ming's current efficiency, a Level Four Fixed Soul Cannonball would take roughly one day to complete.

Milk Bottles were a little more complicated. A Level Four Milk Bottle would take about two days.

Fortunately, Jiang Ming did not need that many Milk Bottles. He had already made a few when researching with Teacher Fan Yu before, so if he made a few more, it would basically be enough.

For now, his task was still to first complete the production of Soul Tools such as the Fixed Soul Cannon, Fixed Soul Cannonballs, and Soul Rays.

As for the Freshman Assessment, Jiang Ming was not particularly worried.

He had previously gone to Teacher Zhou and casually asked about the approximate strength and Soul Power Levels of the other classmates in his class, as well as the other students in the same year.

After careful and cautious analysis and research, the final conclusion he reached was this.

As long as he did not admit defeat, the probability of winning the championship was one hundred percent!

Yes, one hundred percent!

Even if he participated alone in a group, it would be the same!

Facing a group of freshmen whose average Soul Power Level was not even Level 20, if he, a Level 41 Soul Ancestor, could not win the championship, that would truly be too embarrassing!

Because of this, Jiang Ming actually did not take the Freshman Assessment to heart.

On the contrary, what he cared about most right now was actually the issue of money!

Yes, the issue of money!

He had given all his savings, which amounted to more than one thousand Gold Soul Coins, to Teacher Fan Yu, asking him to use relatively favorable prices to purchase all kinds of materials needed to make Soul Tools from the academy and Shrek City.

However, although he had the materials now, the money had been spent far too quickly!

As a result, he only had a few dozen Silver Soul Coins left on him. This amount of money was barely enough to cover a few days of meals.

"I need to think of a way to make money."

Jiang Ming once again thought of the method he had used before, selling melons to make money, but at this moment, he could no longer continue using that method.

Although selling melons could earn money, after the previous sale and his consumption over the past few days, there were very few melons left in his possession. He could not make much money from selling them at all.

As for other methods, selling Soul Tools was actually a pretty good option.

Over the past few days, he had also made several Milk Bottles, Fixed Soul Cannonballs, and Soul Tools like Soul Rays. If he took them out and sold them, he could still sell them for several thousand Gold Soul Coins.

It was just that, in that case, he would be putting the cart before the horse a little.

He had never made these soul tools with the intention of selling them.

Still, if there really was no other way, he could only sell a few.

After all, heaven and earth were vast, but eating came first!

If he could not even fill his stomach, then there was no point keeping these soul tools around. Besides, if he wanted to continue making soul tools, he would need a large amount of funding as well.

Sigh, he had to make soul tools, cultivate his Soul Power, and prepare for the Freshman Assessment too. He really was busy, but fulfilled!

Inside a certain laboratory of the Soul Tool Department, Jiang Ming placed the Soul Cannonball he had just finished making into his Storage Soul Tool, packed up his things, and prepared to return to the dormitory to cultivate.

He had spent every night at the Soul Tool Department these past few days, to the point that he had almost forgotten he still had a dormitory.

By the time Jiang Ming walked out of the Soul Tool Department, the moon had already risen into the sky. Judging by the look of it, it should already be eight or nine at night.

At this hour, most of the laboratories in the Soul Tool Department had already gone dark. In the few laboratories that were still lit, certain overachievers were making their final efforts.

Although the Soul Tool Department did not have the Freshman Assessment, it still had an elimination system. No one wanted to be eliminated. Everyone wanted to enter the Inner Court, become strong, and that required hard work!

Jiang Ming glanced back at the few laboratories that still had their lights on, stretched, and walked toward the dormitory.

Before long, Jiang Ming arrived downstairs at the Dormitory Building.

Dorm Manager Grandpa was not under the big tree. He had probably gone back to sleep. An old man could not stay up late.

But beneath the big tree stood a cool, aloof figure, with ice-blue long hair and a long dress. Her pretty face kept turning left and right, as if she were waiting for someone.

Since she was his teammate for the Freshman Assessment, Jiang Ming walked over and greeted her.

"Hey, Ling Luochen, who are you waiting for?"

When Ling Luochen saw Jiang Ming, her eyes immediately lit up, but she quickly complained, "Where did you run off to? You didn't come back to the dormitory all day."

There was a slight grievance in her tone. Clearly, she had been waiting for a long time.