Oscar

She looks about thirty years old, with a gentle face and calm and sharp eyes.

It is Fu Zhi.

Her eyes fell on a little boy with white hair inside the city gate.

The boy was about eight years old and was wearing washed white cloth.

At this moment, I am squatting on the street corner, looking at a Gold Soul Coin in my hand in a daze.

It is Oscar!

Fu Zhi's perception unfolded silently, and he quickly confirmed the boy's breath.

Level 15 Soul Power.

Food-type Martial Soul.

Age, appearance, Soul Power fluctuations... all match the information given by Young Master.

She slowly withdrew her senses and did not rush forward. Instead, she stood at a distance and observed quietly.

Oscar was looking at Gold Soul Coin in his hand, frowning.

This is the Spirit Hall subsidy he received this month.

A Gold Soul Coin.

Not a lot for an eight-year-old.

But...

He raised his head and looked in the direction outside the city gate.

Heaven Dou City...

That place in the dream.

The Teacher Fu in the dream...

Oscar bit his lip.

Ever since he had that dream, he had been uneasy.

Everything in the dream is so real.

Shrek Academy.

Continental high-level Soul Master Academy elite competition.

Ning Rongrong.

And...Teacher Fu!

The one who taught him how to fight and transformed him from a Food System Soul Master who could only hide behind to a Battle Soul Master who could fight side by side.

But this only made him more uneasy.

That dream... was it really just a dream?

Oscar clenched Gold Soul Coin in his hand, feeling entangled in his heart.

In the dream, I once said, Teacher Fu is in Heaven Dou City.

But...

He looked at his shabby clothes.

Then he touched the few remaining Copper Soul Coin in his arms.

It's a long way from Balaque City to Heaven Dou City.

Transportation, food and accommodation... all require money.

Is the little money he has saved enough?

What if after I go there I can't find Teacher Fu at all?

What if that dream was just something he thought about during the day and dreamed about at night?

Oscar's heart is full of contradictions at this moment.

He was both looking forward to it and afraid at the same time.

Expecting everything in your dreams to come true, but fearing that everything is just a fantasy.

"Hey..."

Oscar sighed and stood up slowly.

He decided to think about it again.

At least... save a little more money.

Then he turned around and walked towards Spirit Hall Branch in the city.

The day to receive the monthly subsidy is today.

Fu Zhi looked at his leaving back, his eyes moving slightly.

She didn't follow.

Instead, he turned around and walked into a teahouse nearby.

Sit down by the window.

From this angle, you can just see the door of Spirit Hall Branch.

She has to wait.

Wait for a suitable time.

Young Master's instructions are very clear, contact Oscar "naturally".

Don't arouse suspicion!

So, she needs to be patient.

Fu Zhi picked up the teacup, took a sip, and stared calmly in the direction of Oscar.

It's like she's just an ordinary guest here.

However, no one knows.

This gentle woman is a level 92 Titled Douluo.

No one even knows.

She appears here for an eight-year-old child!

Balaque City, Junior Soul Master Academy.

The afterglow of the evening shines on Oscar's face through the shabby windows of the work-study dormitory.

He was lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling.

Still holding the Gold Soul Coin in his hand, the dream images were flooding through his mind again.

Ning Rongrong's tearful face.

Fu Shiyan Teacher's three scarlet Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring.

The regret of kneeling in the wilderness and screaming.

"Why... why didn't I think of going over to Heaven Dou City to have a look?!"

These words in the dream pierced his heart like needles.

Oscar turned over and buried his face in the pillow.

He hasn't slept well for several days.

Every time I close my eyes, those images pop up.

So true!

It was so real that he could even recall the feeling of Soul Power flowing through his meridians during the battle in his dream!

I can recall the faint fragrance when Ning Rongrong held his arm.

I can recall the warmth that came from the palm of my hand when Teacher Fu patted his shoulder.

"Fake..."

Oscar whispered to himself, "It's all fake..."

"Just a dream..."

But he obviously couldn't convince himself because there were some things in the dream that were too specific.

For example, his First Spirit Skill. "I Have a Big Sausage."

He knew this soul curse when he awakened Martial Soul.

Those Self-Created Soul Skill that appear in the dream...

Gale Phantom Steps.

Thousand Profound Condensing Yuan Force.

He has never heard of these names! And those fighting skills.

Those footwork, those ways of exerting force...

If it was really just a dream, how could it be so detailed?

Oscar sat up irritably, scratched his hair, and felt confused.

I want to go to Heaven Dou City, but I don't dare to go.

What if I can't find Teacher Fu when I go there?

What if that dream was really just a dream?

Then all the money he saved would be in vain.

That money was saved by him frugally.

It is the capital for his future cultivation.

"Alas..."

Oscar sighed, got out of bed and put on shoes. It was time to go to the cafeteria for dinner.

The dinner time for work-study students is later than that for formal students.

When Oscar arrived at the cafeteria, there was no one there.

He ordered the cheapest meal and found a corner to sit down.

Just after taking two bites, a muffled laugh came from the table next to me.

"Look, that sausage boy is eating alone again."

"Who makes him Martial Soul so disgusting?"

"I heard that his soul curse is even more disgusting. It's called 'I Have a Big Sausage'..."

"Pfft, is it true?"

"Why are you lying to me? I heard it with my own ears."

Oscar's hand holding the spoon tightened. As Innate Full Soul Power, Soul Master, it stands to reason that he is a genius everywhere and should be respected.

However, except for those teachers who had great expectations for him, his peers did not have much specialness or respect for him, especially those noble children.

He lowered his head and continued eating, pretending not to hear.

He had heard this kind of talk too many times.

From the day I awakened Martial Soul, I haven't stopped.

Food-type Martial Soul is originally rare.

His Martial Soul form and soul spell are special...

Very embarrassing.

If it is Battle Soul Master, and paired with his Innate Full Soul Power talent, he will naturally thrive in this academy.

But, he is a food system!

But, he is a civilian!

So he didn't have many friends in the college except for the group of work-study students.

Most of the nobles looked at him strangely.

Except when receiving the monthly subsidy, Spirit Hall's deacon would be more polite to him.

Other times, he is transparent.

Oscar Finished the meal quickly, washed the dishes and chopsticks, and left the canteen.

He didn't go back to the dormitory.

Instead, he walked to the woods behind the college.

Usually no one comes here.

Quiet.

He found a stone to sit on and took out a small notebook from his arms.

There are some things written down densely in the notebook.

These are all the details from his dreams that he recalled.

Oscar closed the book and looked up at the sky.

The sky has darkened and the stars are beginning to appear.

"Heaven Dou City..."

He whispered the name, from Balaque City to Heaven Dou City, it was a long way.

If you take a carriage, it will take at least half a month.

The fare, food and accommodation... add up to at least ten Gold Soul Coin.

He now has less than two Gold Soul Coin in savings.

Too much difference.

No matter how frugal he was, he would still have to save for a year.

And... what happens after you go?

What if Teacher Fu is not here?

What if those are all his random thoughts?

Oscar hugged his knees and buried his face in them.

He is just an eight-year-old child.

A civilian Soul Master.

No background, no support.

I live on a Gold Soul Coin subsidy from the Spirit Hall every month.

He is like this...

Is it really possible to chase a "dream"?

He doesn't know.

Really don't know.

Just then.

A gentle female voice came from the side:

"Child, it's so late, why are you here alone?"

Oscar was startled and raised his head suddenly.

I saw a woman in a lavender dress standing not far away.