Li Mu paid no attention whatsoever to Zhou Yi leaving outside the door.
After all, the old woman could leave if she wanted. It had nothing to do with him, but Li Mu still had something of a headache at the moment.
After all, he counted as a student in Zhou Yi's class, yet he had offended the old woman at their very first meeting.
If she had been a normal teacher, he could simply have minimized his contact with her and left it at that, but Zhou Yi was extremely vindictive.
Whether in jealousy or vindictiveness, this woman surpassed every other teacher, and she was also the most disgusting of them all.
So, in a rare occurrence, Li Mu really did have something of a headache, but none of that could solve the problem in the end.
Li Mu therefore could not be bothered to dwell on it. Looking at the beds that had been made over there, he sat down on his own bed.
His eyes closed, and his consciousness sank into his spiritual sea.
As Li Mu's figure appeared within his spiritual sea, a massive module slowly stood before him.
Within the module was an extraordinarily handsome young man with medium-length hair. That was the Lan Xuanyu Template, or perhaps it should have been called the Little Dragon God Template.
This was the template inheritance he had obtained on the day of his Martial Soul Awakening. Li Mu did not have any system helping him.
But this template was even more powerful than a system, because it carried all the knowledge and memories from twenty thousand years in the future.
Among them were all the methods of forging, including four-word Battle Armor, which could only be understood upon reaching Divine Forging.
There were also the methods for nurturing the later five-word and six-word Battle Armor.
Everything was recorded in perfect detail, and it even touched on the creation of Dragon Armor.
Beyond that, there was the creation of all sorts of powerful Soul Tools, containing advanced technology from tens of thousands of years in the future.
There were even methods for making Class 10 soul missiles and Class 12 Godslayer Soul Cannon shells.
There were also more advanced spacecraft, and even the kind of ecological spacecraft refined from Di Tian's corpse.
Every one of these technologies that had appeared in the era twenty thousand years in the future was contained within it.
However, he needed to study these modules bit by bit.
Only after his mastery reached the required level could he unlock the corresponding technology within the modules.
At present, both his Soul Tool skills and his forging skills were at level zero-the very beginning.
After all, he had not had time to study these things.
For the first six years, he had not awakened, and during the four years from age six to ten, he had constantly been hiding from danger in the slums.
On top of that, he had been cultivating Soul Power and waiting for an opportunity. He simply had neither the time nor the resources to come into contact with these things.
Even now, he did not actually have much money to buy those unusual metals.
In fact, forging was already widespread in this world.
After all, Soul Tools required specially forged metals, but forging in this world consisted only of the most basic forging and smelting.
There were no distinctions such as Spirit Forging, Soul Forging, Heavenly Forging, or even higher-level forging techniques.
The same held true for Soul Tools. Making red mechas and such things out of Divine Forging metals was not a practice here.
After all, mechas had not even been born in this era. Only later would true mecha prototypes emerge, followed by further mecha development.
But none of these things posed any problem for Li Mu.
As long as he learned enough Soul Tool knowledge and the corresponding forging techniques.
He could build powerful mechas for himself.
He could even assemble an entire mecha legion through his own efforts.
These were all his advantages, so naturally, he would not waste them.
On the bed, Li Mu opened his eyes, a trace of contemplation in his gaze. "Right now, what I lack most is still money."
"As long as I have enough money, I can buy materials."
"Then I can try making Soul Tools and learning to forge."
As Li Mu thought, he opened the Lan Xuanyu Template in his mind.
As the template's knowledge of forging surged forth.
All kinds of forging techniques and tricks churned ceaselessly through his mind.
Everything was there, including Hundred Refinement, Thousand Refinement, and all sorts of subsequent forging techniques.
Moreover, these forging techniques had been distilled from the accumulated experience of countless masters over twenty thousand years.
These techniques could allow someone to quickly master basic forging. After all, they were techniques accumulated by countless generations of masters.
Even in that era twenty thousand years in the future, there might not have been such a complete collection of techniques.
"With these, my template gives me an absolutely overwhelming advantage. As long as I can grow, my future will become extraordinarily easy."
Li Mu sighed as he thought. For now, money was still a problem.
But he had already decided how to solve that problem.
His gaze rested quietly on Dai Huabin opposite him, and his eyes slowly closed.
The night passed, and the following morning was the first day of school.
There was no opening ceremony or anything of the sort here. They were simply required to go to their classrooms for lessons.
However, at six in the morning, the door was pushed open.
Dai Huabin walked in, his left arm in a cast.
Three or four fingers on his right hand were also in casts, and his entire face was wrapped in a layer of gauze.
Both his left and right legs also appeared somewhat twisted.
Although a Life Tree Soul Master had forcibly treated him once, his injuries were still severe.
Dai Huabin's face was dark, his eyes filled with towering killing intent.
He was already planning to move out, but because school started today, he had not yet been able to find a teacher to apply.
So he could only come back.
Looking at Li Mu sitting upright there, Dai Huabin's eyes held not only killing intent, but even more fear.
It was fear that came from deep within his bones.
Never in his life had anyone taught him such a lesson, much less beaten him so miserably.
He even recalled the wound in his neck and the blood that had sprayed onto his hands.
Dai Huabin could clearly recognize that, if those teachers had not arrived in time back then.
The young man would definitely have killed him outright.
Faced with this madman who dared to kill someone the moment he entered Shrek Academy, Dai Huabin immediately invoked the principle that those with happy lives should back down.
Watching Dai Huabin limp into the dorm room, Li Mu calmly stood up.
He took a step forward and, while Dai Huabin took two steps inside, shut the door.
As the door closed and locked, Dai Huabin turned around and looked at Li Mu in terror.
"Y-you, what are you trying to do! Are you going to attack me again?"
"I'm sorry. I was wrong to hit you before. I apologize for that."
"But you... don't you think about attacking me either."
"If you dare attack me, our White Tiger Duke's Mansion will never let you off!"
As Dai Huabin spoke, his body trembled slightly.
Looking at Dai Huabin's fierce exterior and timid heart, Li Mu gave him a rare, gentle smile. "Relax. I'm not a bad person, and I'm not planning to do anything to you."
"But I've only recently arrived at Shrek Academy, and I'm a little short of money."
"I wonder if I could borrow ten million Gold Soul Coins from Second Young Master Dai?" Li Mu smiled at Dai Huabin as he spoke.
The young man's eyes were very gentle, and there was not the slightest hint of a threat on his face.
But looking at the young man, Dai Huabin remembered how, after asking him a question back then, the other boy had punched him in the head without the slightest hesitation.
He had nearly killed him, and Dai Huabin dropped to the floor on his backside.
Drops of yellow liquid trickled out beneath his trouser cuffs.