The next few days.
Shen Ce, as exchange students sent by the Dou Ling Empire, have their schedules arranged in an orderly manner.
They have fixed classes every day, or observe in a special soul guidance laboratory.
Or a designated instructor can explain the basic theory and the key points of drawing Core Array.
They are busy and fulfilling, and although their progress is not fast, they are at least on a visible path.
In contrast, Long Zhanye.
As well as several other students who, like him, had enrolled at their own expense, were completely left aside.
There is no curriculum, no instructor, no one even telling them where to go and what to do.
It was as if the hefty tuition fee they paid had only purchased the right to stay in this camp temporarily.
As for studying? That seems like a distant additional commitment.
Long Zhanye didn't really care whether there would be classes immediately. What he was most anxious about at the moment was the coffin.
Time passes day by day.
Xiahou Ling's body is temporarily kept in the coffin, but it can't last much longer.
I still remember Xu Mochen's words when she patted her chest and promised to "fix it for you personally".
Nowadays, it is difficult to even see people.
For several days in a row, whenever I heard about any occasion where Xu Mochen might appear, Long Zhanye would immediately go there.
"Senior, you promised to help me repair that Level 3 Soul Tool. When can we start?"
Long Zhanye tries to remain polite every time, but the urgency in his tone cannot be completely concealed.
Xu Mochen's reaction ranged from the initial perfunctory "wait until I'm free".
Later, I became impatient and asked, "Didn't you see that I'm busy?", and my attitude became increasingly cold.
Faced with Long Zhanye's questioning about why no courses were arranged.
He just used words such as "Just wait, it will happen" and "What's the rush? See for yourself first" and other words.
Long Zhanye's heart is clear.
If you continue to wait like this, let alone pass the examination in a month, I am afraid that before then, the body will not be able to hold it anymore.
He no longer places all his hopes on Xu Mochen's "conscience discovery".
On the one hand.
He took advantage of the opportunity of the three Shen Ces to attend class and quietly followed them not far away, secretly learning some fragmentary Soul Tool knowledge.
Especially the content about material processing, energy conduction and the stability of the basic array.
On the other hand, he became more persistent in exploring the whereabouts of Xu Mochen, looking for any possible opportunities.
But.
His "ignorant" frequent questioning finally completely ignited Xu Mochen's anger.
This day.
Xu Mochen just sent away two people who looked like the children of wealthy businessmen and paid high "tuition fees".
Just as he was counting Gold Soul Coin happily, Long Zhanye appeared in front of him again, repeating the question.
Xu Mochen's accumulated irritation suddenly burst out, and he slammed his money bag onto the table.
He pointed at Long Zhanye's nose and shouted, "It's endless, right? Isn't it just a broken Level 3 Soul Tool?"
"Okay! Take it out now! I will fix it for you today!"
"After repairing it, get out of here and don't bother me again!"
Long Zhanye's eyes lit up, no matter how bad the other party's attitude is, as long as he is willing to practice!
He took out the silver-gray coffin from Storage Belt without hesitation.
The heavy coffin fell to the ground with a thud, stirring up some dust.
Xu Mochen's impatience froze for a moment, replaced by shock and surprise.
He walked half a circle around the coffin, knocked on the cold metal coffin wall with his hand, and checked the damaged lines again, his brows getting tighter and tighter.
"What is this?" Xu Mochen raised his head, doubtful with a hint of foreboding, "What's in it?"
Long Zhanye opened his mouth but didn't have time to explain.
Xu Mochen already took the trouble to do it himself, grabbed the edge of the coffin lid, and lifted it up with force--
The coffin lid slid open, revealing the interior.
A body with a peaceful but lifeless face lay quietly among it.
"Ah--!" Xu Mochen jumped back suddenly as if he had been burned.
His face turned pale. He pointed at the coffin and then at Long Zhanye. His voice changed in tone, "You... you are bringing a coffin?"
"There... are dead people in there?! Are you fucking sick!"
"What a damn bad luck! Take it away quickly! Take it away for me!"
He waved his hands repeatedly and even covered his eyes with his sleeves.
It seemed as if one more glance would bring bad luck, and his face was full of undisguised disgust and avoidance.
Expectations were dashed.
I have been teased and perfunctory one after another, and now I am even treated with such disgust.
Long Zhanye The suppressed anger in his heart erupted like a volcano.
He stopped talking nonsense, and with a flick of his wrist, he used his strongest offensive weapon at present--
The sixth-level Soul Tool "Corrosive Ray Cannon" appeared in his hand instantly, and the black muzzle pressed against Xu Mochen's forehead.
"Repair or not?" Long Zhanye's voice said, "If I don't repair, I will get my tuition back in full."
The cold touch made Xu Mochen freeze all over, and cold sweat broke out instantly.
He didn't expect that this seemingly young boy actually had level six attack Soul Tool hidden in his body!
This is not something that ordinary people can have!!
After the fear, Xu Mochen's eyes turned sharply.
He shouted in a sullen tone, "You... you are also Soul Engineer yourself, why don't you cultivate it yourself?"
"Also, the rules are the rules! Once the tuition is paid, it will not be refunded!"
"It's your ability that makes you pass the exam. If you don't pass, just get out of here and don't try to default on your debt!"
"Who said that if there is Soul Tool, it must be Soul Engineer?" Long Zhanye refused to budge, and pushed the muzzle forward again.
"If I knew how to fix it, why would I need to find you? Stop talking nonsense and refund the money or fix it!"
For Long Zhanye, money is important, but time is more pressing, and the body cannot afford to wait.
For Xu Mochen, money is his lifeblood, and it is absolutely impossible for Gold Soul Coin to spit it out.
After all, he is an experienced veteran who has been around for many years, and he also has some courage.
He expected that Long Zhanye would not dare to actually kill anyone in the camp, as it would cause huge trouble.
So.
His heart skipped a beat, and he raised his hand suddenly, Soul Power surged, and pushed the ray cannon away from his forehead.
"Hmph!" Xu Mochen straightened his collar, forced himself to be calm, and assumed a condescending posture.
"Boy, I don't care where you got this thing from. Do you want me to allow someone to take action?"
"Okay!!"
"But you have to prove you're not a loser first!"
"My time is precious, and I will never waste it on a loser who can't even pass Level 1 Soul Engineer!"
He stretched out a finger, pointed at Long Zhanye's nose, and said word by word, "Just as I said, one month!"
"After one month, if you can get Level 1 Soul Master Badge, I will make an exception and fix this unfortunate thing for you!"
"If you can't get it..." He laughed sinisterly twice.
"Hey, don't talk about the coffin. Get out of here with your unlucky things!"
Long Zhanye stared at Xu Mochen: "How do I know that you won't regret it again after a month?"
"Repent?" Xu Mochen seemed to have heard a big joke.
He patted his chest again, "I guarantee this with my identity and reputation of Level 6 Soul Engineer!"
"How could I deceive you like a little brat?!"
His words were resounding and his face was full of "righteousness and awe-inspiring".
It was as if he wasn't the one who hated dodge and went back on his word just now.
Long Zhanye is making rapid calculations in his mind.
The final critical period for the body is approximately one month and three days later.
If I can get the badge within a month and force Xu Mochen to fulfill his promise, it may still be enough time!
This is the only path that seems feasible at present, although the hope is slim...
He slowly put down the Soul Tool in his hand and took it back.
His gaze was like a knife, scraping across Xu Mochen's fake serious face.
"Okay. One month, Level 1 Soul Master Badge."
Long Zhanye's voice calmed down, "I hope that when the time comes, seniors can still remember today's 'reputation guarantee'."
Finished.
He stopped looking at Xu Mochen, leaned over, and took back the heavy mouthful of Silver-Gray Coffin Storage Belt.
Then, straighten your back, turn around and leave.
Xu Mochen looked at the direction the boy left and spat.
He cursed in a low voice, "You don't know the heights of heaven and earth, a month?"
"Go ahead and dream! Let's see how you cry when the time comes!!"
Then he touched the bulging money bag in his arms, a smile appeared on his face again, and he turned around to look for the next "prey".