3 Questions

"The first issue is the dormitory building's restroom."

Huo Yuhao set down his teacup, his expression gradually turning serious.

Yan Shaozhe was slightly taken aback.

He had originally thought Huo Yuhao would bring up insufficient cultivation resources or ask the academy to open access to higher-level books.

Instead, it was the restroom?

"Go on."

Huo Yuhao nodded.

"In the Outer Court Freshman Dormitory, there's only one Public Restroom on each floor. There are only a few dozen stalls in total, yet more than a hundred students live there."

"Every morning after getting up, everyone has to line up."

"Some students even end their meditation half an hour early just to grab a spot."

"This has already seriously affected normal cultivation."

Yan Shaozhe's expression was somewhat strange.

Ending meditation early just to use the restroom?

He truly had never heard of such a thing.

Huo Yuhao did not stop.

"Also, the dormitory building's flushing system is far too old and often gets clogged."

At that point, he paused.

He seemed to be considering a more tactful way to describe the sight.

In the end, he gave up.

"Sometimes you can see a Super Strawberry Tower."

Yan Shaozhe: "..."

"Occasionally, a Golden Giant Python appears too."

Yan Shaozhe's face darkened.

Of course he understood what those two terms meant.

But precisely because he understood, he wanted even less to hear any more.

"Enough."

Yan Shaozhe raised a hand to interrupt Huo Yuhao. "I understand this issue already. Tell me the others."

Huo Yuhao was somewhat regretful.

He had not even finished yet.

For example, the stall at the very end of the third floor had been broken for so long that it was practically forming its own ecosystem.

But since Yan Shaozhe did not want to hear it, then so be it.

"The second issue is the Public Bathhouse."

Yan Shaozhe's eyelid twitched.

For some reason, he suddenly had a rather bad feeling.

"The bathhouse is too small, there aren't enough stalls, and there are no partitions at all."

Huo Yuhao said seriously, "Everyone is a hot-blooded young man. Being crammed together so often is somewhat inconvenient."

"Two days ago, two students even started fighting in the bathhouse because they stepped on each other's feet."

"In the end, one of them lost his balance and knocked over all five people beside him."

Huo Yuhao sighed inwardly.

The scene that day had truly been chaotic.

Fortunately, he had finished washing quickly.

Otherwise, there might have been one more person on the ground.

Yan Shaozhe fell silent for several seconds.

"Is there more?"

"Yes."

Huo Yuhao straightened up and said solemnly, "The cafeteria has no benches."

Yan Shaozhe froze.

"No benches?"

"That's right."

"The tables in the Outer Court Cafeteria are very high, but we can only stand while eating."

Huo Yuhao found it somewhat incomprehensible. "The academy can build a Mimicry Cultivation Field worth tens of thousands of Gold Soul Coins, so why is it unwilling to add a few benches to the cafeteria?"

Yan Shaozhe opened his mouth.

For a moment, he did not know how to answer.

Shrek's cafeteria had never had benches.

As for the reason...

It seemed that a long time ago, one dean had believed Soul Masters should not waste time eating, so he had removed all the benches.

Later, everyone got used to it, and no one mentioned it again.

"I hope the academy can take these issues seriously."

Huo Yuhao's tone was stern. "A good living environment allows students to devote more energy to cultivation instead of studying how to fight for restroom spots every day."

Yan Shaozhe slowly nodded.

"Your suggestions are very valuable. The academy will consider them seriously."

He sounded utterly sincere.

As for when they would be resolved, that was another matter.

Repairing the dormitory building's flushing system would cost money.

Expanding the bathhouse would cost money.

Adding tables and chairs to the cafeteria would still cost money.

There were so many Outer Court students. How many Gold Soul Coins would it cost to replace everything for all of them?

They were Soul Masters.

A little hardship was nothing.

Let the students suffer; he would bear the infamy.

Seeing that Yan Shaozhe had already made his stance clear, Huo Yuhao did not press the matter further.

He had said everything that needed to be said.

Whether the other party listened was the other party's business.

"Dean Yan, why did you call me here?"

Huo Yuhao glanced out the window. "If there's nothing important, I still need to return to the Library to read."

Only then did Yan Shaozhe remember the real matter.

He coughed lightly. The smile on his face gradually faded, and his expression turned solemn.

"There is indeed something very important."

As he spoke, he took out a prepared file from beneath the desk and gently pushed it in front of Huo Yuhao.

"Take a look first."

Huo Yuhao lowered his head to look.

At the top of the file, two large characters were written neatly.

Marriage Agreement.

Below that were his name and Ma Xiaotao's.

Huo Yuhao raised an eyebrow.

He had already guessed that Yan Shaozhe valued his Extreme Ice and had considered that the man might ask him to help Ma Xiaotao suppress her Evil Fire regularly.

But he had not expected the old man to be so direct.

Yan Shaozhe clasped his hands together and said seriously, "I intend to have you and Xiaotao enter into a Marriage Agreement."

"As long as you sign it, you'll be an internal member of Shrek from now on."

Huo Yuhao did not answer. Instead, he picked up the Marriage Agreement and examined it carefully.

The contents were not complicated.

The two parties would become engaged.

He would be responsible for helping Ma Xiaotao suppress her Evil Fire, while the academy would be responsible for cultivating them.

As for what resources would specifically be provided, not a single word was written.

There was even less of any substantive guarantee.

The corner of Huo Yuhao's mouth twitched slightly.

This Marriage Agreement sounded nice, but in reality, they wanted to use a single sheet of paper to tie him, an Extreme Ice Soul Master, directly to Shrek.

There was not even a deposit.

They were looking down on him a little too much.

"I'm sorry."

Huo Yuhao set down the Marriage Agreement and said tactfully, "Senior Sister Ma is outstanding, but I already have a fiancée."

"So I cannot sign this Marriage Agreement."

After saying that, he stood up.

"If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving first."

The smile on Yan Shaozhe's face froze.

"Wait."

He hurriedly picked up the investigation materials on the table and flipped through them quickly.

Name, age, place of origin.

Parents' circumstances, upbringing.

Unmarried.

He truly had no wife.

But this damned investigation form had never asked whether he had a fiancée.

Yan Shaozhe stared at those two words, the corner of his eye twitching fiercely.

He had miscalculated.

The investigation had been so detailed, so how had it missed the most important item?

Still, he was the dean of Shrek's Martial Soul Department.

After a brief moment of astonishment, Yan Shaozhe quickly regained his composure.

"It's fine."

He put down the materials and instead comforted him. "You can cancel your original Marriage Agreement first."

"Then become engaged to Xiaotao."

Huo Yuhao was stunned.

He stood there, looking at Yan Shaozhe's earnest face, unable to speak for a long while.

How exactly was this old man's brain wired?

What did he mean, cancel the original Marriage Agreement first?

Then become engaged to Ma Xiaotao?

If Ju Zi found out, she would probably bring a Tier 9 Fixed Soul Guidance Cannon the next day and block the gates of Sea God Island.

Were all Shrek people this self-righteous?

Yan Shaozhe was still talking at length. He believed Huo Yuhao's family background was unremarkable and he had no backing, so the fiancée he had become engaged to was probably no distinguished young lady and was not worthy of him. He failed to notice Huo Yuhao's face darkening little by little.

"Dean Yan."

"This joke isn't funny."

He turned and walked toward the door, reaching out to pull it open.

"If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving first."

In Huo Yuhao's heart, Ju Zi was indeed somewhat perverted and obsessive. She had actually been attracted to him when he was only eight or nine years old.

But she had cared for him and raised him since he was young. Although he could not truly accept Ju Zi's feelings now, Huo Yuhao still could not bring himself to betray her and be an ungrateful wretch.