Douluo: I mess around in Tangmen

"Record: Test number 352, failed."

A calm voice came from Ye Nanxiao's mouth.

Inside the Battle Armor Laboratory, there was a deathly silence, broken only by the sound of machinery operating.

The elite team from the entire Soul Guidance Department of Shrek Academy was now intently focused on the battle armor emitting blue smoke on the strategic experimental platform.

Wisps of smoke rose, and occasionally, sparks could be seen.

Although the two team leaders, Su Yan and Lu Zhuo, maintained a calm expression, Ye Nanxiao could see the disappointment and exhaustion in their eyes.

As the person in charge of the experiment, Ye Nanxiao casually tossed aside the multi-functional wrench in his hand.

"when!"

The sound of metal hitting the research table was amplified by the silent environment, and it also became like a small hammer, striking the hearts of every trainee.

"Take a two-hour break. Go eat and drink what you want, or catch up on your sleep if you want." Ye Nanxiao waved his hand, announcing a break.

Su Yan and Lu Zhuo both turned to look at Ye Nanxiao, their faces showing confusion and shame.

"Commander-in-Chief, we don't need a rest."

"Why are you always so tense? Shrek Academy wasn't built overnight, and it's only been a short time since the experiments began."

Ye Nanxiao subconsciously looked at the clock hanging on the laboratory wall.

"Three days have passed, Commander-in-Chief, and we haven't made a breakthrough."

Lu Zhuo lowered his head, his energy fluctuating.

Ye Nanxiao let out a long breath and blinked. Three days had passed. Not bad, his body had rested for three days. However, he still needed to make the most of his recovery time.

That's getting ahead of itself.
Ye Nanxiao looked at the two young men in front of him who were radiating dejection.

"Experiments don't yield results in a day or two, what's the rush, you bunch of kids?"

"One or two of them have put all their talent into crafting and inscription. Studying this stuff takes who knows how long, a day or two, or ten or eight years."

"Get up, everyone, go wash your faces. Those of you with girlfriends, go hug them. Those of you without girlfriends, hug yourselves."

Ye Nanxiao used a bit of mental shock in his voice to wake up the group of students who were in a state of despair.

All the trainees shuddered violently, feeling as if they had been hit on the forehead.

"Ding dong!"

The laboratory door slowly opened, and Elder Xuan appeared in front of Ye Nanxiao in a flash.

"Tsk, look at the group of students you've brought, all of them are disheveled and dirty."

Ye Nanxiao glanced at Elder Xuan and took out a handful of melon seeds from the pocket of his white coat.

Without any hesitation, Elder Xuan grabbed the melon seeds and said, "I just finished testing this morning and haven't eaten yet. Don't just take the melon seeds, you've got plenty of good stuff, have some more!"

Ye Nanxiao took out two more roast chickens, and he and Elder Xuan each took one and sat down to eat.

With the barrier of soul power separating them, they are not afraid of the splashing of juice and smell.

"Did the experimental results improve? You still say fifteen minutes? That's a bit fast!" Elder Xuan turned and glared at Ye Nanxiao. Why is it that every time Ye Nanxiao says something, it sounds different?

Ye Nanxiao said this because, in Xuan Lao's current state, the maximum time he could use the four-word battle armor within his body for combat was only fifteen minutes!
Elder Xuan clicked his tongue and said quietly, "The battle armor you forged for me back then has too many restrictions now! My strength, martial spirit, and physical strength are all difficult to control for long periods of time!"

“After all, I am still a mortal. You used your divine sense, combined with a trace of divine power, to connect the living metal with the Taotie bloodline that I had unleashed at that time. Of these core materials, only the living metal is something I can control.”

"What else is there that I can handle? Besides, with my current lifespan, I can't afford to experience the return of the bloodline to its peak many times."

"So, I can still wield this battle armor for fifteen minutes, which makes me the number one mortal in this world. You want me to improve further? Then I'll come and compete with you for the godhood! You brat!"

Ye Nanxiao was taken aback by Elder Xuan's retort, paused in his act of eating roast chicken, then put away his joking expression, and when he wiped the oil from the corner of his mouth with his fingertips, his eyes became more serious.

"I'm really short-staffed, desperately short-staffed. Could you please lend a hand? We can do a labor contract, let's sign a five-hundred-year contract! How about that?"

"It's not just you, old man. I'm planning to hire Lao Bei and Lao Huo as well. No, I don't need Huo, I only need the other guys."

"Five hundred years should be enough for you, sir, to find a second-level deity!"

Old Xuan paused slightly as he ate the chicken leg, a hint of relief and melancholy flashing in his eyes hidden beneath his disheveled hair.

"You think you can trick this old man into doing hard labor for you? Don't even think about it! I just want to live a carefree life!"

He quickened his pace of gnawing on the chicken leg, lowering his head slightly to conceal the complex emotions in his eyes.

Having spent many years as both a teacher and friend to Ye Nanxiao, how could he not understand the meaning behind Ye Nanxiao's words?
But his lifespan is almost over; it's time for him to pass away, so let him pass away.

When Ye Nanxiao saw that Elder Xuan did not respond, he was so angry that he immediately lost his appetite.

"No old man! Can't I even take you up there to retire? One day in the God Realm is equivalent to one year on Earth. You can watch over Shrek Academy for tens of thousands of years! And who knows, maybe one day you'll really become a god. That's what you call carefree and free!"

He said this deliberately, using the development of Shrek Academy to provoke Elder Xuan into agreeing.

However, they both understood that they couldn't convince each other.

Ye Nanxiao has become a god, different from ordinary people.

After his final time in the mortal realm ended, Ye Nanxiao had to return to the Ice God Realm.

At that time, it will be like waving your sleeves, and there will be no more old friends to talk to.

Elder Xuan lowered his head and sniffed. When he raised his head again, his expression had returned to its previous impatience.

"When did you start being so indecisive and fussy? Do you think I don't have enough to do every day?"

"Hurry up and finish eating and get back to work. Your skills still need improvement. The four-word battle armor you gave me has a time limit, and it was even custom-made?"

Ye Nanxiao sensed the change in Elder Xuan's emotions, sighed slightly in his heart, then finished the roast chicken in his hand in three bites, his expression returned to normal, he raised an eyebrow, and pressed the swear button.

"Hey! Old man! You still have the mind to talk about this? Back then, when we were forced into a desperate situation during the Abyss War, we risked everything to forge that four-word battle armor!"

"You risked your soul being destroyed to unleash your ancestral Taotie bloodline, and I went into a second power surge, using extreme fusion to filter out a trace of divine power that you could withstand, refining the life-giving metal to forcibly forge that four-word battle armor, and then integrating it into the Taotie bloodline. Now you can't control it, and you're blaming me instead?"

"Isn't it still using your blood?"

Ten meters back, Lu Zhuo and Su Yan led their team members to quietly retreat.

"Shh, don't disturb the Commander-in-Chief and Elder Xuan. Senior Sister said this is their unique way of getting along!" (End of Chapter)