Oscar the Tofu Seller

A long line had formed at the entrance of Shrek.

At the very end of the queue, Xiao Wu looked at the dilapidated state of Shrek and couldn't help but complain in disgust:

"How is Shrek so run-down? This isn't even as good as Notting Academy back then."

"Brother San, Brother Wu, we haven't been scammed, have we?"

"Perhaps it just looks dilapidated on the outside, but there's more than meets the eye on the inside."

When Tang San said this, his tone was clearly lacking confidence.

Even he didn't believe his own words.

"Discussing it here won't get us anywhere. Let's just go in and see for ourselves in a moment."

As he spoke, Tang Wu lifted his feet and walked toward the line ahead.

Tang San and Xiao Wu exchanged a glance, and the next second, they followed him.

What? How did he get here?!!

The moment he saw Tang Wu, Dai Mubai fought the urge to turn around and run.

Yesterday's events were still fresh in his mind; when he woke up this morning, his "little brother" was still aching.

However, because of that, his regional swelling had grown a size larger.

Dai Mubai didn't know whether to be happy or worried about this.

On one hand, he desperately wanted revenge to reclaim the face he had lost.

But on the other hand, he was terrified of being set on fire by the other party again.

In short, Dai Mubai was extremely conflicted.

Despicable...

To actually come up with such a sinister trick as burning my crotch.

Haji Wu, you bastard!

Hearing the commotion, Li Yusong, who was in charge of new student registration, immediately looked over and asked:

"What's wrong, Mubai? Could it be that you know them?"

"I wouldn't call it knowing them, we've just met once before..."

Dai Mubai couldn't possibly admit that his crotch had been on fire.

So, he simply brushed it off.

Tang Wu looked left and right, finally spotting those two graceful figures in the crowd.

One was dressed in a cyan dress, and the natural air of nobility that radiated from her every movement could only belong to Ning Rong.

Her orange hair hung down to her waist, swaying with the breeze.

Hmm, wait, something feels off...

As for the other, she possessed a devilish figure with a bountiful chest.

Yet, paired with that delicate face that belied her age, it was unmistakably the baby-faced, busty Zhu Zhuqing.

Adding the three people mentioned earlier, everyone had finally gathered...

Tang Wu withdrew his gaze, stopped observing them, and continued moving forward.

For the three of them, this first test was completely effortless, and they entered the village with ease.

Dai Mubai followed them in and said directly to the three:

"No need to waste time. You don't need to take the next two tests; go straight to the final one."

However, no sooner had he finished speaking than a voice of dissatisfaction came from the side.

"Why?"

"Why do they get special treatment when we worked so hard to wait in line? I don't accept this!"

Facing the protests of these people, Dai Mubai merely glanced at them indifferently before tossing the crystal ball to Tang Wu.

Tang Wu channeled his soul power into it, and a blue light instantly filled the entire crystal ball.

As for Tang San's test result, it was just a hair's breadth away from filling it completely.

His level was as high as 29.

The result of Xiao Wu's test afterward was at the same level.

Faced with these undeniable facts, the voices that had just been protesting were like ducks whose necks had been throttled, falling into immediate silence.

Dai Mubai crossed his arms and retorted this time:

"If you aren't strong enough, don't bark blindly. Not everyone is the same as you."

"So, does that mean I can skip the first two tests as well?"

Suddenly, a voice rang out in everyone's ears.

Ning Rongrong was level 26, so according to the rules, she did not need to take the first two tests.

Zhu Zhuqing silently took the crystal ball, and the light that erupted from it was a shade brighter than Ning Rongrong's.

Passing by a vendor's stall, Xiao Wu's appetite was piqued, and she immediately acted spoiled toward Tang San:

"Brother, this smells pretty good. Why don't we buy some to try?"

"Alright, alright, you little glutton. I'll buy it, okay?"

"Yay! Third Brother is the best!"

Seeing Tang San agree, Xiao Wu cheered with joy.

Seeing this, Tang San shook his head with a smile, but what could he do? She was his sister, after all.

He had no choice but to spoil her.

Walking over to Tang Wu's side, Tang San asked his younger brother:

"Xiao Wu, there's a stall up ahead. What flavor do you want?"

"A stall?! Let's go take a look together then."

However, once Tang Wu got close and turned to the front, he realized the vendor wasn't selling sausages at all—it was deep-fried stinky tofu.

What was even more outrageous was that two bottles of green tea were sitting conspicuously by the stall.

Tang Wu felt his scalp tingle and quickly said:

"Wait, wait. Aren't you supposed to be selling sausages? Why did you switch to selling stinky tofu?"

"Young man, I've been selling stinky tofu for years. Don't go around spouting nonsense with your eyes open."

Hearing Tang Wu's questioning tone, Oscar, still disguised as a middle-aged man, instantly flared up and retorted:

"Sometimes you should look for the reason within yourself. Did you read the advertisement clearly? Is there a problem with your own attitude?"

"My mistake. In that case, Boss, fry me two skewers of stinky tofu."

"Coming right up! Just a moment, customer..."

Seeing business arrive, Oscar stopped being angry, grabbed his spatula, and began frying the stinky tofu.

Soon, two skewers of freshly fried, steaming hot stinky tofu were ready.

However, just as Tang Wu was about to take them, Dai Mubai couldn't watch anymore:

"I say, Little Ao, is this any way to do business? You should give them two fresh skewers instead."

"But, Boss Dai, this... this wouldn't be good, not in front of so many future juniors."

Faced with this sudden turn of events, Tang San and Xiao Wu exchanged confused glances.

Putting aside past grievances, Dai Mubai explained the situation to everyone.

Seeing that the tofu came from the hands of a scruffy, bearded man, Xiao Wu immediately lost her appetite.

"Although the soul incantation sounds quite jarring coming from an 'uncle,' I have to say, the taste is actually quite good, and the effects are solid."

Tang Wu said, not caring in the slightest.

Hearing this, Oscar felt as if he had found a kindred spirit and said with immense excitement:

"Right? Right? This little brother knows how to appreciate it, unlike these people."

"I think they just don't get it at all..."

Oscar was moved to tears and immediately decided that from now on, Tang Wu could have as much tofu as he wanted.

The group arrived at the fourth test, and in the center of the clearing, Zhao Wuji lay on a chair.

Seeing Dai Mubai and the others behind him, his eyes lit up:

"Not bad. In previous years, there wasn't a single qualified candidate, but today, a whole bunch of little monsters showed up at once."

"For this assessment, I'll step in personally to test you all."

Dai Mubai wanted to persuade him otherwise, but a single glare from Zhao Wuji silenced him completely.

Immediately after, Zhao Wuji pulled out a stick of incense from somewhere and lit it.

With a casual flick, he planted the incense into the dirt.

"I'll give you one stick of incense worth of time to discuss. Once the incense burns out, the assessment officially begins."

There was no other way...

Dai Mubai had no choice but to reveal information about Zhao Wuji's martial soul and soul skills to the group, hoping to gain some advantage in the coming battle.