Yu Xiaogang's door was locked for a whole day. No matter how Flender shouted outside the door, there was no movement inside.
It wasn't until the sunset, when Suotuo City's twilight filtered into Shrek's simple courtyard, that the closed wooden door finally creaked open a crack.
Yu Xiaogang stood behind the door, his hair was messy and stuck to his forehead, his eyes were covered with red bloodshot eyes, and he looked as haggard as if he were ten years older. Only a pair of eyes still had a glimmer of paranoia.
More likely, they are hungry and want to go out to find something to eat.
He looked at Flender outside the door, his voice hoarse as if sandpaper had been rubbed against wood. "What are you still doing here? Are you looking at my jokes?"
"Why should I see your joke?" Flender frowned, pushed open the door and walked in. Looking at the fragments of manuscripts on the floor and the smashed tables and chairs, he sighed heavily, "Xiao Gang, we are brothers who have died. If you end up in this situation, can I leave you alone?"
Yu Xiaogang turned away, clenched his fists, and said nothing. The humiliation and collapse of these days had already crushed his self-esteem to pieces. If he hadn't still been holding back the obsession of turning over, he wouldn't have been able to hold on any longer.
"I know you are holding your breath, and I also know that you are obsessed with getting in touch with the child named Luolock." Flender patted his shoulder and said in a firm tone, "Don't worry, brother, I will help you with this matter."
Yu Xiaogang turned his head sharply, a glimmer of light suddenly ignited in his eyes, like a drowning man grasping the last straw. "Do you have any idea?"
"Of course."
Flender grinned, with a hint of businessman-like shrewdness in his eyes. "Have you forgotten? We have Shrek Academy. The only Monster Academy in the entire continent. We only accept geniuses and only teach monsters. With this title, can't we attract a child with a unique Detached Martial Soul?"
He paused and continued to paint Yu Xiaogang: "Next, I will send people to Suotuo City to publicize and post our Shrek Academy enrollment notices all over the streets and alleys. The key point is that our college has the top students in mainland China. The Martial Soul Theory system has a customized training plan specifically for Mutated Martial Soul and Detached Martial Soul, and you, Martial Soul Theory Grandmaster, personally teach."
"Think about it, that child's Martial Soul is so unique that the entire continent can study it, who else but you? As long as the publicity is done well, he will definitely know about the Shrek Academy, and he will definitely come to him. At that time, as the chief theoretical teacher of the college, you can legitimately contact him and guide him, won't the opportunity come?"
These words were like a ray of love, instantly breaking through the haze in Yu Xiaogang's heart.
He froze in place, thinking over and over what Flender said. The more he thought about it, the more feasible it became. The light in his eyes became brighter and brighter, and even his body couldn't help but tremble slightly.
"Yes... yes!"
Yu Xiaogang grabbed Flender's arm, his voice vibrating with excitement. "How could I not have thought! I am Shrek's teacher, and I can legitimately contact him through the name of the college! I don't need to go to him in a low voice, he will take the initiative to come to me for advice!"
"That's right."
Flender saw him regaining his fighting spirit and breathed a sigh of relief. He clapped his hand and said, "Leave this matter to me. Tomorrow I will have people go to the city to post notices and build momentum. Make sure that the entire Suotuo City, and even the surrounding towns, know that we are Shrek Academy and that we have the top Martial Soul Theory teaching here."
Yu Xiaogang nodded repeatedly. The previous decadence and collapse were swept away, leaving only plans and obsessions in his mind. He squatted down, hurriedly picked up the manuscript fragments on the ground, and murmured to himself, "Yes, I want to reorganize the theory and write a research plan specifically for Detached Martial Soul. When he comes, I must convince him and worship me as his teacher..."
Flender looked at his stunned look and opened his mouth. In the end, he didn't say anything. He just shook his head and turned around to go out to arrange publicity.
He knew in his heart that Shrek Academy was now an empty structure, with a few shabby tile-roofed houses, five teachers, and not even a serious training ground. The so-called "Monster Academy" was, in the final analysis, just the obsession of him and a few brothers.
But as long as we can attract a genius like Locke, and as long as we can recruit more good talents through Yu Xiaogang's theory, Shrek will have a chance to turn around.
Early the next morning, the streets and alleys of Suotuo City were filled with the Shrek Academy enrollment notices.
On bright red paper, with large gilded characters, the words are written in a colorful way:
[The only Monster Academy in the whole continent, only accepting talented geniuses!]
[Martial Soul Theory's first person Yu Xiaogang Grandmaster teaches in person, exclusive Mutated Martial Soul, Detached Martial Soul customized training plan!]
[Top-level Soul Master one-to-one guidance will help you break through the shackles of Martial Soul and reach the top of Soul Master!]
As soon as the notice was posted, it immediately attracted the attention of countless people. Local Soul Master and parents gathered in front of the notice and talked about it. They looked at the words "Martial Soul Theory Grandmaster" and "Detached Martial Soul customized training" with curiosity in their eyes.
But when the time-travelers mixed in the crowd looked at this notice, they only felt it was extremely ironic, and they all rolled their eyes with disdain on their faces.
"Damn it, Flender, does this old fox really dare to brag? How dare he say this to the top college in the continent? A three-no pheasant college that doesn't even have a proper school building?"
At the tea stall on the corner of the street, a casual cultivator who traveled through time sneered and cursed in a low voice at his companions.
"That's right! To put it bluntly, he is a gambler. He opens a shabby academy. The admissions threshold is set higher than Spirit Hall. Soul Elder is not accepted if he is under twelve years old. He just buys lottery tickets. If he bets on a genius like Tang San, he will reach the sky in one step. If he doesn't win, he will die." Another time traveler looked full of contempt.
"The most disgusting thing is not this. When a student brings honor, he will be proud of Shrek. If something happens to the student, he will turn his back and deny anyone, what the hell!"
"Yu Xiaogang dares to claim that Martial Soul Theory is the first person? His theory is half full of water. Apart from deceiving Tang San, who else can he deceive? Flender is the only one who will act with him."
"I finally see it clearly. These two guys are the same. One wants to make a comeback by relying on the academy, and the other wants to make a comeback by relying on genius. Both of them are empty-handed masters."
The more they talked, the more angry they became. They were still angry at Yu Xiaogang, and now they saw Flender promoting the Pheasant Academy in a big way, and they were even more angry.
"Damn, it's no use just tossing Yu Xiaogang." A bearded time traveler slammed the table, a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes, "Since they Shrek Academy like to be in the limelight so much, why not let Bu Le also love their teachers!"
As soon as these words came out, the eyes of several time-travelers around him suddenly lit up.