You're So Shallow!

You're So Shallow!

However, he quickly stopped dwelling on it. A check-in at Notting Academy? He wondered whether Tang San had reached Notting Academy yet.

If he had not, then intercepting him would not be a bad idea. After all, raising a little rabbit sounded pretty nice.

At the thought, Ma Hongjun grew a little excited.

In this anime, the little rabbit was fairly decent in the early stages. Whether in terms of screen time or combat, she was a protagonist, but in the later stages, she was practically nothing more than a tool.

She sacrificed herself for a soul ring, caused Da Ming and Er Ming to sacrifice themselves, and ultimately became the medium through which Tang San achieved the God of Asura.

A complete tool.

So he did not feel the slightest guilt over doing this. He was merely saving an innocent young girl.

Thinking of that, Ma Hongjun felt a sense of mission rise within him.

Before that, though, he needed to absorb the soul ring and settle down at Shrek Academy for the time being.

He also needed to use the Source of Magic first.

What excited Ma Hongjun most was that he had obtained the Soul-Enhancing Grass.

It seemed he might get to see Big Sister Irene.

Soul-Enhancing Grass, as the name implied, was grass that enhanced soul power.

The soul power here was not the kind of soul power he cultivated, but spiritual power.

Was Big Sister Irene not a remnant soul? With this grass, she should be able to recover somewhat.

Ma Hongjun had been greatly looking forward to Big Sister Irene's strength.

Just one percent of Big Sister Irene's strength had been enough to beat a Saint-level mage senseless.

How could Ma Hongjun not look forward to that?

Yet when he thought of this, Ma Hongjun frowned as well.

It had been half a month, but the evil fire in his body had not acted up.

That made him wonder whether his mutation had gone wrong.

If there truly was no evil fire, that would actually be a good thing. At least he would not need to worry about exploding to death.

Still, things were probably not that simple.

Ma Hongjun thought about it for a while, then stopped.

Because they had arrived.

"Kid, from now on, this will be your dormitory," Flender said.

Although Ma Hongjun had already known that Shrek Academy's conditions were not very good,

he had not expected them to be this bad.

The building before him was called a dormitory, but it was really just a small wooden house.

Even the lock on the door was rusted.

He did not even need to go inside to know it probably would not look very good within.

"Dean, can't you at least renovate the academy properly?" Ma Hongjun asked helplessly.

Flender's expression hardened.

"You brat, all you think about is vanity. So shallow. Living in a place like this can temper your will, so stop being picky. Of course, there are still nice places in the academy, such as my lounge. If you agree to become my disciple, you can live in my lounge. How about it? I'll live here instead," Flender suddenly said.

Ma Hongjun was instantly speechless.

This guy was truly persistent about taking him as a disciple.

But likewise, he himself was definitely a persistent person.

Flender was neither a pretty young lady nor a big sister, yet he wanted to take him as a disciple? No chance.

So Ma Hongjun directly held out his hand.

Flender looked puzzled.

"Give me the key. I'll stay here," Ma Hongjun said.

Flender gave an awkward smile.

"Well, I've been away for quite a while. It seems I don't have the key anymore," Flender said.

Ma Hongjun was speechless again.

Then, under Flender's dumbfounded gaze, he stepped forward and punched the lock.

Perhaps because he had awakened the Black Dragon Martial Soul, Ma Hongjun's physical strength had increased tremendously during this period.

With the reinforcement of soul power, Ma Hongjun smashed open the rusted lock with a single punch.

He then opened the door to this so-called dormitory.

Ma Hongjun looked inside, and just as he had expected, it was an even bigger mess.

Flender, meanwhile, was somewhat shocked.

The lock on the door had been rusty, but it had still been intact.

Yet Ma Hongjun had destroyed it with a single punch.

This level of physical strength was simply that of a little monster.

It only strengthened his resolve to take Ma Hongjun as his disciple.

At this moment, however, he also needed to go see Zhao Wuji and the others.

He had been away traveling for several months. Now that he was back, he ought to greet them.

So Flender directly said, "Kid, clean up properly here. If you need anything, go buy it in the village next to the academy. I've been away for months, so I need to go see the others now."

"Got it," Ma Hongjun's impatient voice came from inside the wooden house.

A bitter smile flashed across Flender's face.

"This kid."

He stopped bothering with Ma Hongjun and turned to leave.

Ma Hongjun stayed in the small wooden house and began cleaning up.

There was no helping it. This was where he would be living from now on, so of course he had to clean it properly.

It took nearly two hours before Ma Hongjun had the dormitory neat and orderly.

"At last, it looks like a place where someone can sleep!" Ma Hongjun sighed.

Just then,

Flender's voice came from outside. "Ma Hongjun, come out for a moment. I'll introduce you to the academy's other teachers."

Ma Hongjun, who had been about to get to work, was instantly speechless.

But considering that Shrek Academy probably had only him as a student right now, he said nothing further and walked out of the house.

When they saw Ma Hongjun emerge, everyone looked at him curiously.

"A little chubby kid. Nothing special," a voice said.

Ma Hongjun looked over.

A brawny build, bronze skin, but a rather disappointing height—this should be the Immovable King, Zhao Wuji.

Flender then began the introductions.

"Hongjun, this is Vice Dean Zhao Wuji," Flender said directly.

He then introduced the other teachers of Shrek Academy.

Li Yusong was among them as well.

After finishing the introductions, Flender felt a trace of pride and said, "Every one of them has at least Level 50 cultivation. They are more than qualified to be teachers. Now you should see how powerful our Shrek Academy is, right?"

Ma Hongjun found Flender's words somewhat speechless, but he did not refute him.

For an academy with nothing going for it, if even its teachers were no good, what future could it possibly have?

In truth, the only thing worthy of praise about Shrek Academy was that its teachers were fairly capable.

But when it truly came down to it, Shrek Academy was nowhere near as outstanding as Flender claimed.

Moreover, Flender's educational philosophy was good. An academy that accepted only monsters was called Shrek.

But since they were monsters, they would surely grow to a certain level anyway. At that point, the academy's role was not actually that significant.

Just like the previous Shrek Seven Monsters: rather than saying they were diligently taught by the academy, it was better to say they strove to improve on their own.

"Ma Hongjun greets all the teachers," Ma Hongjun said as he stepped forward.

That counted as his initial integration into the group.

Yet Flender was rather speechless upon seeing how polite Ma Hongjun was.

This little fellow seemed quite impolite toward him, but Flender soon stopped caring. He believed that this little fellow would become his disciple someday.

(End of Chapter)