"Switch classes?"
Du Weilun was not surprised that Ling Feng knew a little about Zhou Yi.
Those who could come directly to him to handle enrollment procedures generally had special backgrounds.
A student with talent like Ling Feng's was surely backed by no weak force.
As for switching classes—
With his status as the dean of studies, it was merely a matter of a word.
But with that madwoman Zhou Yi's temperament, if she learned that he had a genius who had reached level twenty-nine at twelve but had not assigned him to her, who knew what trouble she might stir up again.
She might casually whisper something in her husband Fan Yu's ear, and the Soul Tool he wanted would somehow get held up in approval.
More importantly—
If every student were like Ling Feng, asking to switch classes the moment they heard Zhou Yi would be their homeroom teacher—
Then, over time, her class might not have a single student left.
If such a serious teaching accident occurred, would Zhou Yi reflect on her own problems?
Of course not!
She would only think that everyone she expelled was trash, then complain that Du Weilun kept giving her useless students.
In the end, Du Weilun would still be the one with the headache.
"Teacher Zhou Yi is very good. Her class has the highest assessment pass rate in the entire year every year."
"And she has just transferred down from the upper grades, so she has extensive teaching experience."
"As for her shortcomings, she is merely somewhat stricter than others. But strict teachers produce outstanding students..."
Du Weilun did not blush or skip a beat.
After all, what he said was basically true.
As for what the truth was—
Don't ask.
"I still think another class would be a little better." Ling Feng saw Du Weilun's hesitation. "Is it difficult?"
Hearing this, Du Weilun inexplicably felt that if he did not agree to Ling Feng's request, Ling Feng would flip the table the next second.
"It isn't difficult, but..."
Du Weilun considered it, then tested the waters. "How about this? Go study in Class One for a month first."
"After one month, if you truly feel that Teacher Zhou's teaching methods do not suit you, come find me anytime. I'll transfer you."
"What do you think?"
At this, Ling Feng furrowed his brows.
What did this mean?
Had the Sugar God King intervened?
Was he determined to tie him to Huo Yuhao's original path?
But he quickly figured it all out.
Du Weilun was simply afraid that if he went to another class, Zhou Yi would be unhappy and have Fan Yu make things difficult for him!
And Du Weilun had made it very clear.
After one month, as long as he was dissatisfied, he could transfer then.
Besides, why wait a month? Once school started, he could casually argue with Zhou Yi a couple of times and get himself expelled.
Ling Luocheng was an Inner Court disciple, and he himself could be considered a genius of the same generation.
Could Shrek really expel him?
Even if they do, it's fine, as long as it doesn't affect my check-in.
Ling Feng thought to himself.
Seeing Ling Feng fall silent, Du Weilun was about to persuade him further when Ling Feng nodded at him.
"Then I'll follow your arrangements, Teacher."
"Good!" Du Weilun instantly beamed.
If Ling Feng ran off and transferred to another class later, at least the Fan Yu couple could not blame him.
"I am the dean of studies for the Martial Soul Department of Shrek Academy's Outer Court. My surname is Du. You may have heard of me."
Ling Feng thought for a moment and recognized the man before him. "Director Du Weilun."
Hearing that Ling Feng truly knew him, Du Weilun lightly patted Ling Feng's shoulder.
"Good child. Here are your freshman badge and dormitory key. Go tidy up your dormitory first."
"There are still three days before school starts. You can familiarize yourself with the academy during this time."
After leaving the Academic Affairs Office, Ling Feng lowered his head and glanced at the dormitory key in his hand.
"108? This dorm number sounds rather familiar."
After passing through the teaching building, he soon saw dormitory buildings in various colors.
Before long, Ling Feng spotted a frail old man at the entrance of the white dormitory building.
"This must be Mu En, the master of Sea God Pavilion, right?"
Compared to Xuan Zi, Mu En was relatively normal. At least when he had something good, he truly gave it away.
Ling Feng walked over, intending to make his presence known before Mu En.
"Sir, where is Dorm 108?"
"One-zero-what?"
"One-zero-eight!" Ling Feng raised his voice.
"What-zero-eight?"
"One-zero-eight!!" Ling Feng was already shouting.
"One-what-eight?"
"...?"
Was this old man messing with him?
"Sir, you should rest."
"Alright."
Ling Feng silently took back what he had just thought.
Mu En was absolutely a doddering old man!!!
Only after Ling Feng entered the dormitory building did Mu En glance at his retreating back.
"An interesting child..."
The dormitory doorplates were arranged in normal numerical order, and Ling Feng quickly found his room.
He unlocked the door with his key, and a slightly stale gust of air rushed at his face.
"This dorm manager has no standards at all. At least air the place out!"
Enduring the unpleasant smell, Ling Feng rushed into the room and opened the window.
With both the dormitory door and window open, a strong breeze swept through, and the strange odor in the room quickly dissipated.
Casually shutting the door, Ling Feng looked over the dormitory's layout.
It was around ten square meters, with one table, two metal cabinets, and one lamp. The environment was extremely simple.
"I'll check in here."
After all, it was his first check-in, and he was receiving Huo Yuhao's template. What if it caused some commotion or took a while?
He also had no idea what this template meant.
Could it be that Sky Dream Ice Silkworm, Ice Empress, and Electrolux would be directly sent into his spiritual sea?
It could not possibly mean he had to relive Huo Yuhao's experiences, could it?
If that were the case, he would rather not have this system.
After simply wiping the dust off the wooden bed and making sure he would not get dust all over himself, Ling Feng finally sat down cross-legged.
"Check in!"
As Ling Feng silently spoke in his heart, a string of system notifications immediately rang out in his mind.
"Congratulations, Host, on completing your first check-in!" "First martial soul, Ice Scorpion, evolving... Martial soul replaced: Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion!" "Second martial soul unlocking... Complete. Second martial soul granted: Spirit Eyes!" "Soul skills adjusting..."
As his martial souls and soul skills changed, Ling Feng's aura gradually changed as well...
Outside the dormitory building—
Mu En was still half-reclined in his chair, feeling the vigor of the young students. His life, which had nearly burned out, seemed to have been extended for a brief moment.
As though sensing some change, Mu En abruptly opened his eyes and nearly jumped to his feet.
He clearly sensed an extremely powerful aura of a ferocious beast!
Not a soul beast, but a ferocious beast!
Only soul beasts with cultivation exceeding one hundred thousand years could be called ferocious beasts!
Although that trace of aura was so faint it was nearly impossible to catch, he was Mu En, the strongest person in Shrek Academy!
After discovering that the change came from the dormitory building, his tightly wound nerves relaxed somewhat. Yet his vast spiritual power continued to search for the anomaly as countless possibilities ran through his mind.
When he discovered that the source of it all was Ling Feng, Mu En froze on the spot. After confirming several times that Ling Feng was not a soul beast in human form, he took a long while to recover.
"An interesting brat... It seems I'll need to keep a closer eye on him."
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