Huo Yutong

Douluo God Realm.

"Damn God of Destruction!"

A blue-haired man holding a Golden Trident spoke with a gloomy expression. Clearly, he was the leader of the God Realm acknowledged by the two God Kings of Good and Evil.

Then, as if recalling something, he slowly let out a breath.

Fortunately, thanks to the preparations he had left behind on the Douluo Continent, everything in the Douluo Plane remained under his control.

"Grandpa, why is a girl dressing as a boy considered dashing and heroic, while a boy dressing as a girl gets called effeminate?"

"That depends on the circumstances. A man disguising himself as a woman to get close to and assassinate a lecherous enemy would be considered a hero too."

"If a girl can dress as a boy and live in the boys' dormitory, then could a boy dress as a girl and live in the girls' dormitory without doing anything?"

Mu En: ...

At the entrance of a white dormitory building, an elderly man in gray cloth robes lay half-reclined in a chair. His face was covered in wrinkles, and he looked as though he had one foot in the grave. Beside him, a delicate and handsome young boy asked with complete seriousness. He had black hair and black eyes, with a few messy strands sticking up, while his fair fingers peeled the skin from a banana.

"If you want to be expelled, feel free to try." A somewhat hoarse voice sounded, carrying a hint of amusement.

"No, I was joking. I paid ten Gold Soul Coins, after all." A pained look flashed across his fair little face.

An Zhen truly felt the pain.

Although Shrek Academy had not raised its tuition even after ten thousand years—truly conscientious in that regard—and had kept the same fees from its days as a shabby village to its current prosperity, it was still an almost unbearable burden for an undercover agent with an orphan's background.

A transmigrator. An orphan.

When he was six, the Hongchen Family of the Sun Moon Empire had taken him in because of his Innate Full Soul Power. At ten, he had applied to his godfather... no, adoptive grandfather, Jing Hongchen, to study Soul Master knowledge at Shrek Academy. After much maneuvering, he had entered as an orphan who had been recognized for his talent by the lord of a major city in the Dou Ling Empire and granted a recommendation letter.

Naturally, an orphan had no family property.

The city lord had given him some money, but it was far from enough.

Of course, the main issue was that tuition was nonrefundable.

"Grandpa, want a banana? You can still bite a banana, right?" The cheerful boy stuffed the peeled fruit directly into the old man's thin, withered hand. The helpless elder and the smiling youth looked just like a grandfather and grandson basking in the sun together.

"This old man isn't a dorm supervisor."

Having had fruit forcibly stuffed into his hand, the frail elder could only accept it helplessly.

"Listen to you, making it sound like I'm bribing you. Can't it just be that I respect the elderly and care for the young?"

What normal boy wouldn't be a little curious about the girls' dormitory?

The sun had climbed high into the sky.

Under the warm sunlight, the old man and the young boy lay quietly in their recliners, enjoying the rare good weather. The boys and girls passing by paid them little attention, merely assuming they were relatives of some teacher before heading upstairs.

"Hello, Grandpa. I'm a new student here to move into the dormitory. Do you need to inspect my freshman badge?"

A tender young voice, full of respect, rang out.

Without even raising his head, the elder extended his trembling right hand. His hoarse, low voice sounded. "Give me the badge and dormitory key."

"Whoosh—"

The two items traced graceful arcs through the air before landing on someone's peacefully sleeping face.

"Mmm..."

A lazy murmur sounded as a pair of sleepy eyes opened. The boy reached out and fumbled for the things that had disturbed his afternoon nap.

A badge and a key?

"Room 108?"

An Zhen subconsciously read the number written on the key.

"Young people shouldn't be as lifeless as this old bag of bones." Mu En's hoarse voice carried a kindly smile.

"Lack of sleep stunts your growth." The eleven-year-old boy, already nearly 1.6 meters tall, spoke with righteous conviction. This was not laziness; it was for his health.

"Mm."

The old man nodded gently, then closed his cloudy eyes again.

"..."

Who told me to respect the elderly and care for the young?

An Zhen got up with a reluctant expression.

He gently pushed the recliner with one hand. The next instant, space rippled, and the recliner large enough for two people vanished.

"This is?"

An Zhen's gaze settled on the little cutie before him, and his jewel-like clear pupils widened.

Her petite body looked to be only around 1.4 meters tall. On this continent, where everyone developed early, she could practically be called malnourished. Her slightly faded clothes were neat and clean. She had short, ear-length azure hair like the deep sea, a fair and adorable face, and curved willow-leaf brows.

The most eye-catching feature was her eyes. They seemed able to speak, as though they held a pool of autumn water, shining as brilliantly as stars.

Where had this little cutie come from?

"Your eyes are beautiful."

Without looking away, An Zhen honestly praised her.

"Th... thank you."

The somewhat self-conscious child unconsciously lowered her head, her slender and skinny little hand lightly pinching the corner of her plain clothes.

"My name is An Zhen. I'm a new student this year."

"Huo... Huo Yutong." Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's. The loli favored by Fate bravely raised her head. When her starlit eyes met his warm, confident black ones, she still could not help looking away. "My name is Huo Yutong. I'm also a new student this year."

"Come on, follow me."

Grabbing her slender wrist, An Zhen headed directly toward the first-floor dormitories.

Ah!

Startled by his action, Huo Yutong froze for a moment, allowing him to lead her toward the dormitory like a puppet.

After the two left, a tall figure silently appeared behind Mu En. The refined middle-aged man bowed respectfully. "Teacher."

"I originally wanted to spend time with lively children and feel their youthful energy. Who would have thought I'd end up waiting for such a lazy little fellow?" Though he said this, his eyes and brows held a kindly smile, as if he were talking about a beloved grandson.

"An Zhen. Orphan. Eleven years old. A Level 23 Soul Grandmaster. His martial soul is World, and he possesses an extremely powerful ability to influence emotions. Even when people know he has such an ability, they will unconsciously lower their guard and be influenced by him when facing his enthusiasm."

"Shao Zhe, you're overthinking it."

Mu En gently shook his head. "Don't use an adult's mindset to distrust children. Humans are social creatures. Why resist the warmth of the world?"

"Uh."

An awkward expression appeared on the refined man's face. "This student merely feels that this child is very special."

The key opened the door.

An Zhen held Huo Yutong back by the wrist, stopping her from entering. Under the loli's puzzled gaze, he raised a hand and waved. A gust of wind scattered the stale air and kicked up dust throughout the room.

"These dorms haven't been occupied for some time. Wait here. I'll take care of it."

Under the loli's astonished gaze, all the dust in the room was blown into a corner by the gale.

He opened the window to ventilate the room.

"The living conditions for ordinary students are terrible."

An Zhen complained.

The dormitory was only around ten square meters, with no private bathroom. It was just like his university dormitory in his previous life—no, his university dorm had air conditioning. This was the number one academy on the continent. Every student admitted here could be called a genius outside.

Sigh, Flender's stingy spirit had found successors.

"Thank you, Big Brother An Zhen."

Huo Yutong thanked him gratefully.

"It's nothing." An Zhen waved his hand. It was just a small effort. "But I'm not very good at controlling water yet, so you'll have to handle the rest of the cleaning yourself."

"You can even control water! Big Brother An Zhen's martial soul is amazing." The blue-haired, boyishly dressed loli said sincerely. Perhaps sensing his goodwill, the originally self-conscious loli felt a little closer to him and asked curiously, "My martial soul is Spirit Eyes. What is Big Brother An Zhen's martial soul?"

"World."

Adjustment mode.

An Zhen silently added the last four words in his heart.

The kind that should have appeared in an adult anime. The somewhat improper kind.