Seeing Technology from Ten Thousand Years in the Future, You Must Feel the Impact of Dimensional Supremacy, Right?

Within the Holy Spirit Cult, sinister mist coiled through the surroundings, while dim flames cast twisted shadows across the walls.

Ghost Emperor wore an exaggerated grin, his mouth nearly stretched to his ears, and his laughter was utterly unrestrained.

"Hahahahaha!"

Ghost Emperor slammed a hand against his armrest and laughed so hard that he rocked back and forth.

"I said it long ago—Shrek Academy is nothing but a bunch of sanctimonious hypocrites! They put on an upright facade, but the things they do behind closed doors... tsk, tsk, tsk... they're not even as honest as we of the Holy Spirit Cult!"

After laughing enough, he swept his gaze around the room, his tone filled with undisguised mockery.

"We of the Holy Spirit Cult do evil when we want to do evil. We never hide it, nor do we fear bearing the blame! Unlike them—full of rotten schemes, yet they still insist on posing as righteous gentlemen. Aren't they tired?"

The cultists below immediately joined in with laughter. For a time, the entire hall was filled with harsh, clamorous cackling.

"Lord Ghost Emperor is right!"

"Destroy Shrek Academy soon and return peace to the Douluo Continent!"

All manner of shouts rose and fell, and the Holy Spirit Cult was exceptionally lively from top to bottom.

Meanwhile, within the light screen, in Shrek Academy from ten thousand years ago, Leng Yaozhu frowned. Her crimson eyes were full of confusion and curiosity, and she finally could not help asking.

"What do you mean, 'not necessarily'?"

She tilted her head at Lin Fan, her young face brimming with curiosity.

"I'm not usually one for gossip, but you really know how to leave people hanging."

At the Leng Family, Leng Yaozhu had always carried herself with composure. She never pried too deeply into other people's private affairs or secrets, but Lin Fan's words today left her feeling as though a cat were scratching at her heart.

What did he mean by not necessarily?

Could there be something even more disgraceful within Shrek Academy?

Hearing her question, Lin Fan merely glanced at her. A faint, elusive smile hung at the corner of his lips as he slowly spoke.

"It means exactly what it says. But I can't say too much about what comes next. In short, there are people there I don't like."

He casually deflected the topic, then changed the subject and looked at Leng Yaozhu.

"What about you? What do you plan to do next?"

Leng Yaozhu froze at those words. She had been sent directly to Shrek Academy from ten thousand years ago by that beam of light, arriving for no apparent reason. Whether she could return was still unknown.

"I..."

Leng Yaozhu opened her mouth, hesitated, and finally answered honestly.

"I want to go home, but I probably can't return for now."

Even now, Leng Yaozhu believed that her identity as someone from ten thousand years in the future had not been exposed. After all, traveling through time was absurd enough that, if she said it aloud, someone might take her for a lunatic.

So she merely said that she wanted to go home. As she spoke, Leng Yaozhu could not help growing dejected. She had vanished without warning; the Leng Family and her younger sister must be worried sick, right?

Seeing her like this, Lin Fan did not say much. He simply nodded and spoke.

"Since you came to take part in Shrek Academy's exchange program, why not arrange a legitimate identity here first?"

"You can't go back anyway, and you need somewhere to stay. With an official identity, it'll also be more convenient for you to move around the academy."

After hearing his suggestion, Leng Yaozhu's crimson eyes brightened slightly, and she promptly nodded in agreement.

"You're right. Sorry for the trouble."

She gave Lin Fan a slight bow and sincerely thanked him.

Compared to digging into Shrek Academy's hidden ugliness from ten thousand years ago, Leng Yaozhu now wanted more than anything to find a way back.

After all, everything ten thousand years in the future was her real life. She had her family, her younger sister, and her own responsibilities.

But since there was no way for her to return now, she could only settle down in this era first and slowly search for clues.

At that thought, Leng Yaozhu suddenly raised her head again. She looked at Lin Fan in confusion and asked.

"Lin Fan... you're helping me just like this? Aren't you worried that I might be someone who means you harm?"

"I appeared out of nowhere. My origins are unknown, and my identity is unknown. Yet you're willing to let me stay at Shrek Academy? You seem... far too unguarded around me."

Leng Yaozhu was genuinely curious. People like Lin Fan, who would casually trust a stranger and even take the initiative to arrange an identity for her, were truly rare.

Although this was a good thing for Leng Yaozhu, she still wanted to know why.

Hearing that, Lin Fan merely chuckled softly. His black eyes held a deep confidence.

"That's naturally because you pose no threat to me."

"Or rather, there are basically no people in this world who can threaten me."

Leng Yaozhu could not help drawing in a sharp breath.

Her crimson eyes widened slightly, and her heart was filled with shock. Lin Fan looked around the same age as her, so how could he say something like that with such certainty?

One had to know that even powerhouses at the level of a Titled Douluo would not dare say such a thing lightly.

Seeing Lin Fan's overwhelming confidence, Leng Yaozhu became increasingly curious about his strength.

He had utterly crushed a Soul Douluo-level powerhouse without even using a soul skill. Then Lin Fan's strength... he should be a Titled Douluo, right?

Even in her own era, becoming a Titled Douluo at such an age would be an extraordinarily remarkable achievement.

Leng Yaozhu remembered clearly that Shrek Academy's most recent peerless genius was said to be Yun Ming. Though still young, he had already come close to becoming a Titled Douluo, but Yun Ming was now over twenty.

He would probably only break through to Titled Douluo at around twenty-three.

And Lin Fan... looked even younger than Yun Ming.

Leng Yaozhu suppressed the shock in her heart and asked no further questions. She simply followed silently behind Lin Fan as he helped her complete the enrollment procedures. The entire process went very smoothly.

After finishing the procedures, Lin Fan casually led Leng Yaozhu to an open area. It was quite spacious, and there was no one nearby.

Leng Yaozhu stopped, turned to face Lin Fan, and took something out from her storage Soul Tool.

It was an entirely black metallic construct. The moment it appeared, it exuded a steady, weighty aura. It was a standard humanoid mecha, roughly eight meters tall, with sleek yet sharp lines. Several sophisticated Soul Tool cannons were fitted onto its shoulders and arms, making it look exceptionally imposing.

"To thank you for helping me today, I'll give you this Black-Rank Mecha."

A trace of pride appeared in Leng Yaozhu's eyes. This was an advanced creation from her era; people from ten thousand years ago surely had never seen anything like it, right?

She thought Lin Fan would definitely be stunned when he saw it.

After all, this was a technological gap spanning ten thousand years. To people of this era, it was practically a crushing advantage across dimensions.

As Leng Yaozhu spoke, anticipation appeared on her face. She truly wanted to see an incredulous expression on Lin Fan's face.

However, Lin Fan merely gave the eight-meter-tall mecha a calm glance. Then the corners of his lips rose slightly into a smile.

"In that case, I'll accept it. Thank you."

As the words fell, Lin Fan stretched out his hand, his slender fingers touching the metal surface of the Black-Rank Mecha.

The instant his fingertips made contact, the entire Black-Rank Mecha suddenly vanished.

Seeing this, Leng Yaozhu froze. What had Lin Fan done?

A trace of surprise also flashed through Lin Fan's eyes. What was going on?

Then Lin Fan felt a surge of power suddenly rise within him. His second martial soul, which had yet to awaken, awakened. Its name was Time.