What Was That Called-Slap the Ground and Build a House?

Dai Mubai quickly found Oscar. The latter was still muttering to himself.

"Boss Dai, take another look at the academy. A whole forest has suddenly sprung up here. I suspect there's a huge treasure buried underground. Once I make a fortune, I might become rich overnight..."

Dai Mubai interrupted him impatiently. "Stop dreaming. We'll talk about this another time. First, make Tang San a healing sausage."

"Sure, sure."

Oscar used his soul power to conjure a healing sausage. He didn't need to chant his soul incantation—how wonderful.

As soon as he had made the sausage, Dai Mubai snatched it away. He walked over to Tang San, who was standing beside Luo Mo, and saw that he was still unconscious.

"He's unconscious. How are we supposed to feed him?"

"Just feed it to him directly."

Oscar stood beside Tang San, looking troubled as he offered a suggestion.

"Hmm..."

All the girls looked at Oscar with strange expressions.

Was he a pervert or something?

Even the Shrek Academy had a normal person now?

Luo Mo had been warned beforehand not to take any liberties. Oh, right, now that he thought about it, he couldn't even do that.

Could he still enjoy himself?

He immediately wanted to agree, but after considering the consequences, he thought better of it. Tang San would bury him alive—and Tang Hao was still around, too. He'd be in for it if he made Tang San angry.

"Uh, this doesn't seem right. How about you feed him, Oscar?"

Dai Mubai said that as if he were doing Oscar a favor.

"Boss Dai, I'm not good at that. I might make the girls think I'm taking advantage of him..."

Oscar hurriedly tried to explain. He'd been about to say that he was only worried the three girls might mistake him for a lecher and gang up on him. Fortunately, he stopped himself in time.

He'd forgotten that the academy was full of girls now.

If he left a bad impression on the girls who had just arrived, then his plans to find a girlfriend at the academy would be doomed.

What he didn't know was that the three girls had already decided he was a lecher.

"Uh, then, Boss Dai, you could just feed it to him. I made this sausage with soul power. It's not real, and it'll dissolve quickly once it's in his mouth."

Dai Mubai thought it over and decided that made sense. He followed Oscar's instructions.

One sausage wasn't enough, so he fed Tang San another.

After three sausages, the wounds on Tang San's body began to heal quickly. The broken bones were mended at an even faster rate.

But there was still no sign of him waking up.

Oscar watched from the side, feeling envious. He wished he could have that kind of strength himself.

But then he thought better of it.

That wouldn't be right. They were brothers.

Once Tang San had recovered, Ning Rongrong let out a relieved breath. Then she glared fiercely at Oscar. If Dai Mubai hadn't stopped her, she would have taken him down herself.

"Hmph. I'll let you off for now. Just wait until we're back at the academy, and I'll show you."

Ning Rongrong thought this to herself. Dai Mubai called for the new students to follow him inside, then turned and walked in without looking back.

If Zhu Zhuqing knew what Ning Rongrong was thinking, she would probably just smile.

You should be thinking about how to make it through tonight first.

On the way to the dormitory, Dai Mubai carried Tang San on his back. Oscar walked alongside Xiao Wu, who was supporting Zhu Zhuqing. Tang San had used up too much soul power, so he was exhausted.

Besides, Oscar didn't want to carry Tang San. He might weaken himself.

"Zhu Zhuqing... you're from the Star Luo Empire's Zhu family, aren't you?" Dai Mubai hesitated for a long time before finally asking.

"You've got the wrong person."

Zhu Zhuqing replied coolly, "Zhu Zhuqing of the Star Luo Empire's Zhu family is already dead."

Dai Mubai: "..."

Before long, they arrived at the dormitory.

It was a dormitory, but it was really a shabby wooden house. It stood at the edge of the forest, surrounded by broken-down sheds, damaged walls, and debris. The place was so run-down that the rain would pool into puddles inside.

"Uh..."

"Why is this place so unfit for people to live in?" Ning Rongrong was the first to voice her displeasure.

Those in the know immediately turned their eyes to Luo Mo.

"I'll fix it."

Oscar understood at once and immediately took responsibility for renovating the wooden house.

Oscar drew a sharp breath. "What on earth is going on? What does this mess have to do with Luo Mo?"

Dai Mubai simply told Oscar about what had happened in the forest.

"Damn!" Oscar gasped, as though he'd just witnessed something incredible. "You're more like a Shrek Academy student than I am."

"What are you planning to do?"

Ning Rongrong was now even more curious about what he was going to do to the house.

Luo Mo couldn't explain it either. He walked over to the empty space beside the dormitory, took a deep breath, then brought his palm down on the ground.

"Build a house with one palm strike!"

Rumble!

In the blink of an eye, a three-story wooden building rose from the ground.

"Uh?!" Everyone gaped.

What kind of soul skill was that?

What was that called—slapping the ground and building a house?

Luo Mo smiled calmly, then started introducing the building. "The first floor has a living room, a kitchen, and a bathroom. The second and third floors have four dormitory rooms each. Every room has its own shower. You'll have to figure out the hot water yourselves. I built the house, so I get to choose my room first."

With that, he went into the dormitory first.

Xiao Wu hurried after him. "Hey, wait for me! I want to share a room with you!"

"Whatever you want."

Luo Mo didn't refuse.

Ning Rongrong turned to Zhu Zhuqing. "Zhuqing, how about the two of us share a room?"

There were only two girls left. Zhu Zhuqing didn't refuse either.

The two girls walked into the dormitory, and Dai Mubai carried Tang San inside. Oscar glanced at the two new girls, then followed them in.

In the end, Luo Mo and Xiao Wu took the room on the left side of the third floor. Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong stayed in the room on the right side of the third floor. Oscar and Tang San shared the room on the left side of the second floor, while Dai Mubai took the one on the right.

By the time Tang San woke up, it was already dark outside.

He opened his bleary eyes and realized he was in a wooden house. The room wasn't very large, perhaps only twenty square meters. There were eight beds in total. He was lying on the one to the left, and someone was sitting on the bed to his right.

It was Oscar.

"What is this place?"

Tang San's voice was hoarse. His head felt like it was splitting, and he couldn't help recalling the pain he'd felt when he'd been thrown into the forest.

Oscar saw that Tang San was awake and explained, "This is our new dormitory. Your friend Luo Mo built it. From now on, we're roommates."

Tang San had just started wondering what was going on when Oscar suddenly asked in a serious tone, "Tang San, do you feel anything about the martial souls between us? I suspect our martial souls have fused."

Tang San: "..."

Grass, you'd better not forget that I'm a man.

"I think it might not be martial soul fusion. It could be that your side effect transferred to me." Tang San spoke with a pained expression.

"The side effect transferred?" Dai Mubai was stunned.

Tang San didn't say anything. He just used the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, his first soul skill, Hidden Spirit, and...

Oscar: "?"

That familiar feeling of impending doom struck him again.

He froze for a moment before finally saying, "So... my soul incantation ran over to you?"

"Maybe." Tang San had no idea what to make of it either.

Could this actually work?

Which god was testing him? Could they please stop messing with him?