"..."
Only after Mu En spent some time reassuring them did everyone's oppressive mood begin to ease.
Although the Sun Moon Empire's momentum surged onward and its soul guidance technology advanced by the day, Shrek still had time, didn't it? Just as Mu En had said, if the Sun Moon Empire truly possessed the technology to mass-produce Mecha, given the enmity between the two sides, the Second War would probably have broken out long ago. How could they have made it through this tournament in peace?
And with Shrek's deep foundations, it might yet raise its arm in a rallying cry as it had four thousand years ago and put an end to the Sun Moon Empire once more. Things were not that dire yet...
"All right, Duoduo. You're the vice dean of the Soul Tool Department. Most of the exchange student slots with the Sun Moon Empire will go to your department this time. After all, those youngsters from the Martial Soul Department wouldn't be much use even if they went..." Mu En said with a wave.
"Take care of it and finalize the list as soon as possible. Encourage everyone to apply, but set some requirements too, such as outstanding performance with soul tools..."
"Yes, Mu En!" Qian Duoduo nodded solemnly.
Yet he also found himself scratching his head in frustration.
He knew his own situation best.
Shrek's Soul Tool Department could produce only a handful of students on par with the Sun Moon Team's main members. The rest would merely be making up the numbers.
Even He Caitou, who was only in his fourth year, ranked near the top among them. That alone showed how far Shrek's soul tool technology lagged behind the Sun Moon Empire's. But that gap signified more than the decline of Shrek's soul