"Wu Feng makes a good point. Using Soul Tools was only the teacher's suggestion. The choice is ultimately up to you." Mu Jin smiled faintly, though she felt somewhat helpless. After all, she was only their teacher and couldn't force the students to think a certain way. All she could do was offer advice.
Besides, Wu Feng really did have a point. Soul Tools offered very poor value for money, so most people wouldn't choose to use them.
Just then, Chu Feng raised his hand slightly.
At Mu Jin's gesture, Chu Feng stood up and looked at Wu Feng. He spoke slowly:
"Wu Feng, I admit you make a good point."
"But suppose you faced an opponent who was just as strong as you. The two of you fought to the death, and both landed your strongest Soul Skills on each other, but your opponent had a defensive Soul Tool..."
"Both of you ran out of Soul Power. You were gravely wounded and on the brink of death, while your opponent was only lightly injured..."
"What would you do?"
Wu Feng: (╬￣皿￣)
When the other students heard Chu Feng's question and imagined the scene, their faces immediately paled.
If something like that really happened, they might well die on the spot.
Seeing their reactions, Chu Feng continued:
"Although Soul Tools offer poor value for money, times are changing. Even if you don't use Soul Tools, you should at least learn how to use them."
"I imagine many people here have never even used a Soul Tool. Suppose you were about to lose and your teammate tossed you a defensive Soul Tool, but you didn't know how to use it. You'd end up dying at your enemy's hands. I imagine you'd find that pretty damn frustrating."
At his words, more students lowered their heads. Clearly, he'd hit a nerve.
Mu Jin was deeply impressed by Chu Feng's words.
She had never met such a clearheaded student before!
She'd thought Chu Feng's powerful Soul Rings would make him even more conceited and cause him to reject Soul Tools, but he hadn't. Instead, he'd maintained an exceptionally humble attitude. Students like him were truly rare.
Soul Tools were very useful, but because the Three Great Empires had been slow to develop them, some people had begun to sway public opinion against them. Even Shrek Academy was no exception.
However, the students in Shrek Academy's Spirit Master Department were all exceptionally powerful. They could still crush other academies without Soul Tools, which only made more people dismiss these expensive, useless Soul Tools.
"Soul Tools may be auxiliary equipment, but they can also be one of your trump cards. I may not need to use one, but I can't afford to go without one. They're a little expensive, but they can give you something to strive for."
After saying that, Chu Feng paid them no further attention.
As class monitor, he'd done all he could. Whether they took his words to heart was none of his damn business.
After hearing him out, some students remained dismissive, but others agreed with what Chu Feng had said.
"That bastard definitely did it on purpose, just to make me look bad in front of everyone! How despicable!" Wu Feng glared at Chu Feng, her eyes bloodshot.
If she could beat him, she would've charged at him and fought him to the death.
Meanwhile.
On the spacious athletic field, around a hundred students were running laps, all of them panting and looking utterly miserable.
Huo Yuhao ran at the very back of the group. He gritted his teeth and kept going, but his legs had long since stopped obeying him. He could collapse at any moment.
"I can't... I can't fall..."
"I can't get expelled. I have to avenge Mom..."
Huo Yuhao gritted his teeth and pushed himself onward.
Before long, all the other students had finished. Only Huo Yuhao was still running slowly around the field.
After all, they had to run a hundred and twenty laps. Most students could finish by gritting their teeth and pushing through, but Huo Yuhao was frail to begin with. Naturally, he couldn't handle this kind of training.
The only reason he hadn't passed out was that his mental strength was relatively strong.
In the distance, the other students lay sprawled across the athletic field, cursing inwardly, though none of them dared say it aloud.
Zhou Yi swept her gaze coldly over them, then finally looked at Huo Yuhao.
Normally, she would have expelled a useless student like Huo Yuhao. But he'd been recommended by the Tang Sect, and Bei Bei had personally come to plead on his behalf.
On top of that, Chu Feng had beaten Huo Yuhao, and his injuries might not have fully healed. That was why she hadn't kicked him out.
Besides, three students had already left her class, and the matter had surely been reported to the academy. If she expelled students recklessly again, she would face a serious punishment.
"You have decent perseverance, but you're far too weak. You're only at level eleven. If you can finish these 120 laps, I'll give you a chance." Zhou Yi looked deeply at Huo Yuhao.
By evening, the day's classes had quickly come to an end.
On their first day, most classes focused on explaining theory to the students, followed by some training or combat to help them adapt to the cultivation environment at Shrek Academy.
Outside the cafeteria.
Chu Feng lounged on a stone bench with one leg crossed over the other, looking very relaxed.
"Rumble, rumble, rumble—"
Just then, the sound of wheels rolling came from the distance.
"Chu Feng, you jerk! I worked myself to the bone to get you this roasted-flatbread cart, and you're here taking a nap!" Wang Dong wiped the sweat from her forehead. Seeing how relaxed Chu Feng was, she immediately blew her top.
"Of course you should handle this kind of dirty, exhausting work. What did you think I went to all that trouble to beat you up for?" Chu Feng replied matter-of-factly.
Wang Dong: (▼皿▼#) (furious)
"Chu Feng, I've got everything you asked for~"
At that moment, Xiao Xiao returned from the distance and gave the Storage Soul Tool in her hand a little shake with a smile.
"Great. Take everything out."
Only then did Chu Feng get up and look at Xiao Xiao, smiling as he spoke.
"Okay."
Xiao Xiao nodded, then took out everything Chu Feng needed.
Slices of bread, leafy greens, flour, eggs, butter, slices of Soul Beast meat...
She took out a large quantity of ingredients and arranged them neatly to one side.
Chu Feng looked over the ingredients with satisfaction. After all, he was going to make "Old Eight's Secret Burger." The ingredients might be different in this other world, but their freshness and the special flavor of the Soul Beast meat, combined with a few unusual seasonings, could make up for that.
Although he was a Soul Beast himself, and a herbivore at that, he'd spent some time in the Heaven Dou Great Forest and knew which plants made excellent seasonings. He'd asked Xiao Xiao to buy them all this time.
"Chu Feng, what are you making?"
Watching Chu Feng get started, Xiao Xiao asked curiously.
"Old Eight's Secret Burger. It's delicious," Chu Feng said with a grin.
"Tch, you know how to cook? What a load of hot air!" Wang Dong scoffed, clearly unconvinced.
Even if Chu Feng could cook, it would probably be about as good as the school cafeteria's food: bland, and sometimes downright awful.
Chu Feng ignored Wang Dong and focused intently on making the burgers.
He sliced the meat, seasoned and marinated it, coated it in flour, and fried it...
The tools were a little crude, but making burgers was still easy enough. The meat of these Iron-Headed Pigs was especially delicious on its own, which gave the burgers a special boost.
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