Brother Tianmeng, Don't Sneak My Biscuits

"Nothing much. Just the cookies that senior sister is selling."

Xiao Xiao reached out and pointed at Jiang Nannan, who was standing beside Bai Ran.

At the same time, she did not forget to step forward, ready to buy a few more, seemingly planning to share them with the young ladies later.

"Are they really that good?"

Wang Dong also bought two, choosing to taste them together with Huo Yuhao.

Five Gold Soul Coins for one cookie.

Hearing that price, Huo Yuhao's brow twitched wildly.

Back when he had been in the Duke's Mansion, never mind a Butter Cookie that cost five Gold Soul Coins apiece—even a Sugar Oil Pancake that cost five Copper Soul Coins would have felt like New Year's to Huo Yuhao.

Huo Yuhao: Mother was right. So studying really can change your fate.

At that thought, Huo Yuhao felt even more grateful to Teacher Tang Ya. Without her, a "waste" like him, whose innate soul power was only at rank one, would not even have been able to get through Shrek Academy's gates.

Of course, Senior Brother Beibei was also very kind.

"Mm..."

It was so delicious that she could not even speak. Also, Wang Dong felt that the cookie's flavor was somewhat familiar.

It was as if she had eaten it somewhere before.

Oh, right. The last time she had gone to the dean's office, this was the kind of cookie sitting on the dean's desk, though that time it had been caramel-flavored.

Wang Dong: A cookie that costs 5 Gold Soul Coins apiece? I didn't expect the dean to be such an old foodie.

"This..."

After tasting the Butter Cookie, Huo Yuhao could not find the words to describe how delicious it was for a moment either.

The milky fragrance was rich, the texture crisp. With just one gentle bite, he sank into that wonderful flavor and could not pull himself free.

Clearly, everything in his spiritual domain was normal, but Huo Yuhao felt as if he had been struck by an illusion.

The entire Butter Cookie in his hand disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Huo Yuhao: Brother Tianmeng, did you steal my cookie?

Sky Dream Iceworm: Six six six. You can blame even this on me?

What a pity that this was not the set next door. Otherwise, Brother Tianmeng would absolutely have unleashed the legendary Heaven Rank Battle Skill, "Ghost Possession," and gone to taste exactly how delicious this Butter Cookie was.

"Senior sister, I'll take a box."

"No, wait. Just sell all of these to me."

Wang Dong, who was not short on money, waved her hand grandly and prepared to clear out Jiang Nannan's stock.

"Junior brother, leave one box for your senior sister."

Actually, Jiang Nannan had not planned to sell all of them either. She was going to keep one portion and bring it back for Tang Ya to eat.

Tang Ya was always helping her. Even if Tang Ya never said anything on the surface, Jiang Nannan always felt bad about it deep down.

In the past, she had not had anything decent to give. After all, her circumstances really had not been good. Now that her workplace had given her a box of cookies (employee benefits), the first person Jiang Nannan thought of was Tang Ya.

As for the portion for her mother, Jiang Nannan had already set it aside in advance. When she had time in a couple of days, she would make a trip home.

Jiang Nannan wanted her mother to know that her daughter was actually doing very well at the academy, that she did not need to worry about her, and that life would only get better and better.

Because they had to go prepare for the first match of the afternoon, Wang Dong and the others left after buying the cookies.

"Why isn't anyone coming to buy coffee?"

After standing there and waiting for nearly an hour, the Freshman Competition had officially begun inside the soul dueling arena, yet aside from the two cups of coffee sold to the two old customers, Wang Dong and Huo Yuhao, not a single cup had been sold.

As for Student Xiao Xiao, who had originally wanted to buy a cup of coffee, she had also spent all the Gold Soul Coins on her on Butter Cookies.

He clearly had not brought his uncle along, yet somehow his uncle had still snatched away his business.

Was this the value of Shrek's number one contemporary food-type soul master?

Come to think of it, Luckin Coffee also seemed to sell light meals and desserts.

Could it get its act together or not?

Bai Ran looked at the Luckin Martial Soul in his right hand.

For now, it would probably be very difficult.

If there really was no other way, he could ask his uncle to help him make some desserts.

Luckin Coffee Combo: a cup of Iced Americano for 9.9 Gold Soul Coins + one Butter Cookie for 5 Gold Soul Coins, selling price 13.9 Gold Soul Coins.

As expected of a good thing. It was actually a full 1 Gold Soul Coin cheaper.

Since business was slow for the time being, Bai Ran, feeling bored, headed toward the Soul Fighting Zone to watch the so-called Freshman Competition.

As for the stall?

Jiang Nannan was watching it.

On the way to the Soul Fighting Zone, Bai Ran ran into Tang Ya, who had set up a stall to sell things and raise funds for her sect's activities.

Tang Ya said, "Little Brother Bai Ran, freshly made hidden weapons. Want one? Silent Sleeve Arrow, original price ten Gold Soul Coins, but right now you can take one for just eight Gold Soul Coins."

Although the academy rules stated that soul tools could not be used during the Freshman Competition, they did not say Tang Sect hidden weapons were forbidden.

Relying on that loophole, Tang Ya had made a killing during last year's Freshman Competition.

Of course, she only sold "little toys" like Silent Sleeve Arrows. As for "major killers" like the Zhuge Divine Crossbow, which could easily pierce through a Soul Elder's defenses with a single bolt, she would not have dared take one out to sell even if she had ten extra heads.

Bai Ran said, "Too expensive. Six Gold Soul Coins."

Tang Ya said, "Deal." (Cost: only 5 Silver Soul Coins)

Bai Ran bought Tang Sect hidden weapons partly out of curiosity, and partly because he wanted to try and see whether he could integrate the strengths of Tang Sect hidden weapons into soul tools.

Later, he discovered he was better off honestly selling coffee.

Professional matters like this were better left to professionals (Huo Yuhao).

If he remembered correctly, the first stage of Huo Yuhao's Freshman Competition was held in the thirty-third competition area.

Better to arrive at just the right time than early.

When Bai Ran reached the spectator area of the thirty-third competition area, it just so happened to be Freshman Class One's Huo Yuhao team's turn against Freshman Class Three's Ouyang Junyi team.

"Come on, my big chicken drumsticks!"

A yellow soul ring rose beneath the feet of a chubby boy from Freshman Class Three's team. As he chanted, two braised chicken drumsticks appeared in his hands, and he quickly passed them to the two teammates in front of him.

"Holy shit, Xuan Zi would go crazy for this."

Bai Ran had not paid attention to some of the details in the original work. He had never expected that among this year's freshmen, there was actually a food-type soul master who had awakened a chicken drumstick martial soul.

If Xuan Zi saw this, wouldn't he fight to take him as a disciple?

Ah, it was just a bit of a pity. At twelve years old, his soul power level seemed to be only around sixteen or seventeen.

With talent that poor, he might not even pass the freshman assessment and end up eliminated by the academy.

After all, more than three hundred teams were participating in the Freshman Competition, but in the end, only one hundred and fifty teams could remain and successfully qualify to advance into the second year.

A promotion rate of less than 50%.

It was practically comparable to the promotion rate into regular high school when Bai Ran had been in middle school before transmigrating.

By this point, there was basically nothing left to watch in this match. It was no exaggeration to say that Wang Dong alone could easily pull off a simple one-against-three sweep.

Your Sister Dong might be putting on airs, but she really did have some skill.

She was absolutely not someone Jiahao from the class next door could compare himself to.