The Dispute Over Soul Tools, Old Eight's Secret Burger

"Wu Feng makes a valid point. Using a Soul Tool is merely a suggestion from the teachers; the final choice rests with you." Mu Jin smiled slightly, though she felt a sense of helplessness in her heart. After all, she was only a teacher and could not force her will upon the students; she could only offer guidance.

Moreover, what Wu Feng said was indeed reasonable. The cost-effectiveness of Soul Tools is simply too low, and most people would not choose to use them.

Just then, Chu Feng raised his hand slightly.

At Mu Jin's signal, Chu Feng stood up, looked toward Wu Feng, and spoke slowly:

"Classmate Wu Feng, I admit that what you said makes a lot of sense."

"But suppose you encounter an opponent of equal strength, and you are locked in a life-or-death struggle. Both of you strike each other with your strongest soul skills, but the opponent happens to have a defensive Soul Tool..."

"Your soul power is exhausted, you are critically wounded and dying, while the opponent has only minor injuries..."

"How would you respond?"

Wu Feng: (╬￣皿￣)

Upon hearing Chu Feng's question, the students imagined that scenario and their faces instantly turned pale.

If such a thing were to truly happen, they might very well die on the spot.

Seeing the reaction of the crowd, Chu Feng continued:

"Although the cost-effectiveness of Soul Tools is low, the times are progressing. Even if you don't use a Soul Tool, you must at least learn how to operate one."

"Many people here have likely never even used a Soul Tool. If you were on the verge of defeat and a teammate threw you a defensive Soul Tool, but you didn't know how to use it and ended up dying miserably at the hands of your enemy, that would be quite frustrating, wouldn't it?"

Hearing this, more people lowered their heads, clearly struck by his words.

Mu Jin was taken aback by Chu Feng's remarks and immediately viewed him in a new light.

This was the first time she had encountered such a clear-headed student!

She had assumed that because Chu Feng possessed powerful soul rings, he would be arrogant and reject Soul Tools, but he did not. Instead, he maintained an extremely humble attitude; such a student was truly rare.

Soul Tools have great utility, but because the development of Soul Tools in the Three Great Empires is slow, most people have begun to sway public opinion against them, and even Shrek Academy is no exception.

However, the students of the Martial Soul Department at Shrek Academy are exceptionally powerful and can crush other academies even without Soul Tools, which leads more people to reject the expensive and "trashy" devices.

"Although a Soul Tool is an auxiliary tool, it can also be considered your trump card. I may not need to use one, but I cannot be without one. While they are a bit expensive, they can serve as a goal for your hard work."

After Chu Feng finished speaking, he paid them no more mind.

As the class monitor, he had done his duty. As for whether they could take his advice to heart, that was none of his business.

After listening, some students remained dismissive, but others began to agree with Chu Feng's perspective.

"This guy, he definitely made me look like a fool in front of the class on purpose!! How hateful!" Wu Feng's eyes turned blood-red as she glared fixedly at Chu Feng.

If she weren't unable to beat him, she would definitely have rushed up to fight him to the death.

Meanwhile.

On the vast, empty playground, over a hundred students were running laps, all of them panting and in a sorry state.

Huo Yuhao was running at the back of the pack. Although he gritted his teeth and persisted, his legs had long since stopped obeying him, and he was on the verge of collapsing at any moment.

"No... I cannot fall..."

"I cannot be expelled. I must take revenge for my mother..."

Huo Yuhao gritted his teeth and held on with all his might.

Soon, the other students had finished their laps, leaving only Huo Yuhao running slowly across the playground.

After all, it was 120 laps. An average student could grit their teeth and barely finish, but Huo Yuhao's body was frail, and he naturally could not handle this level of training.

The only reason he hadn't passed out yet was because his mental power was relatively strong.

In the distance, the other students lay on the playground, cursing in their hearts but not daring to speak aloud.

Zhou Yi scanned the crowd coldly, finally letting her gaze settle on Huo Yuhao.

Under normal circumstances, a "trash" student like Huo Yuhao would definitely have been expelled by her, but this person had been recommended by the Tang Sect, and Bei Bei had personally come to plead for him.

Furthermore, Huo Yuhao had been beaten up by that Chu Feng, and his injuries might not have fully healed, which was why she hadn't eliminated him yet.

Besides, she had already lost three students from her class, and the matter had already been reported to the academy. If she were to expel students recklessly again, she would likely face a significant reprimand.

"Your perseverance is good, but unfortunately, your strength is too weak, and your cultivation is only at level 11. If you can finish these 120 laps, I will give you one chance." Zhou Yi looked at Huo Yuhao deeply.

In the evening, the day's classes soon came to an end.

On the first day, most classes were dedicated to explaining theoretical courses to the students, followed by appropriate training or combat to help them adapt to the cultivation environment of Shrek Academy as quickly as possible.

At the entrance of the cafeteria.

Chu Feng sat on a stone bench with his legs crossed, looking quite relaxed.

"Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle—"

Just then, the sound of wheels rolling came from the distance.

"Chu Feng, you bastard! I worked myself to the bone to get this flatbread cart for you, and you're just sleeping here!" Wang Dong wiped the sweat from her forehead, and upon seeing Chu Feng so relaxed, she was instantly fuming.

"This kind of dirty, exhausting work is obviously for you to do. Otherwise, what did you think I went through all that trouble to beat you up for?" Chu Feng said as if it were only natural.

Wang Dong: (▼皿▼#) (fuming)

"Chu Feng, everything you wanted is here~"

At this moment, Xiao Xiao also hurried back from a distance, shaking the Soul Tool in her hand with a smile.

"Alright, take everything out."

Only then did Chu Feng stand up to look at Xiao Xiao, saying with a smile.

"Okay."

Xiao Xiao nodded and immediately took out everything Chu Feng needed.

Bread slices, lettuce, flour, eggs, butter, spirit beast meat slices...

A large quantity of materials was taken out and arranged neatly to the side.

Chu Feng looked at these materials with great satisfaction. After all, he was going to make "Old Eight's Secret Burger." Although the materials in this other world were different, the freshness combined with the unique flavor of the spirit beast meat and some special seasonings could make up for these shortcomings.

As a spirit beast himself, although he was a herbivorous one, he had spent some time in the Heaven Dou Great Forest and knew which plants were excellent seasonings; he had Xiao Xiao buy all of them this time.

"Chu Feng, what are you making?"

Xiao Xiao watched Chu Feng begin his work and asked curiously.

"Old Eight's Secret Burger, a very delicious delicacy," Chu Feng smiled.

"Pfft, you can cook? You're bragging!" Wang Dong curled her lips, clearly not believing him.

Even if Chu Feng could cook, it would just be like the school cafeteria food—bland, and sometimes even terrible to the point of being inedible.

Chu Feng ignored Wang Dong and focused intently on making the burgers.

Slicing the meat, seasoning, marinating, coating in flour, deep-frying...

Although the tools were a bit crude, making the burgers was still very easy, especially with the meat of this "Iron-Headed Pig" spirit beast, which was exceptionally delicious on its own and provided a special bonus to the burger-making process.