Douluo Dragon King: I, the wielder of the Holy Sword, will vanquish all evil.

Chapter 128 Foraging
The food around Na'er was piled up into a small mountain, and dishes were still being served continuously.

Xu Lizhi also noticed the "mountain of flesh" in front of Na'er, his eyes widening instantly in astonishment.

"god!"

Na'er raised an eyebrow, picked up a golden-brown roasted thigh, and swallowed it whole, bone and all. She glanced at his plate and said in a nonchalant tone, "Just enough to fill my stomach."

As soon as he said that, the surroundings fell silent for half a second. The students couldn't help but mutter, "Na'er can eat so much, is she really a dragon?"

Tang Wulin looked over enviously, swallowing hard. He also wanted to eat so much delicious food. But his appetite wasn't as good as before.

Ye Xinglan and Xu Lizhi's transfer to the class did not cause any ripples.

Perhaps if this happened in other grades, people would feel that two future competitors have arrived.

But in Su Qiu's class.

It just means there are two more people working.

In the classroom, Ye Xinglan asked incredulously, "What do you mean by saying there's only one group?!"

Su Qiu explained, "It means exactly what it says. The entire Class 1 of the first year is like one big group, where everyone works together towards the goal of getting a set of battle armor for each person within two years."

He pointed to the students who had started discussing enthusiastically again not far away, "The design team is responsible for producing blueprints, the forging team is responsible for materials, and the manufacturing team is responsible for forging battle armor. The repair team is on standby; they will fill any gaps in personnel."

Ye Xinglan was stunned. She originally thought it would be a small team mode with several people in a group, but she did not expect Su Qiu to go so far.

Xu Lizhi, standing nearby, brightened up: "That's great! More people, more fun, and the food tastes better."

Ye Xinglan glared at him fiercely, then turned to look at Su Qiu, her brows still furrowed: "How will the division of labor be calculated? What if someone slacks off?"

"Slacking off? Humph!" Su Qiu shouted, "Classmates, what if anyone slacks off?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the noise in the classroom fell silent for a moment, followed by a chorus of shouts.

"Deduct all contribution points!"

"Kick his ass!"

"That's too lenient on him. Punish him by having Sister Na'er kill him!"

Ye Xinglan was stunned by the scene. Looking at the faces full of fighting spirit, she suddenly realized that Su Qiu was not just shouting slogans. He had really united these freshmen together.

This was the first time she had seen such a united class in all the time she had spent at Shrek Academy.

Xu Lizhi couldn't help but add, "Also, punish him by forbidding him from attending the rice party!"

"So, what are your side jobs?" Su Qiu looked at the two of them and began the procedure.

Ye Xinglan subconsciously straightened her back, her tone carrying a hint of arrogance: "Level 4 Maker."

Su Qiu went along with her, exclaiming in surprise, "Wow, amazing! We're just missing someone like you."

Although he had the fewest blacksmiths in the forging class, he was there, and Gu Yue led the design team.

What we lack most are actually manufacturers.

"So, Xu, what about you?"

Xu Lizhi scratched his round head: "I've almost reached level four in mecha repair."

"Repair it."

Su Qiu looked disappointed: "The level is quite high, but it's not very useful."

"Help the manufacturing team with some work."

Wu Siduo from the repair team gave him a disapproving look: "Hmm?"

Na'er just chuckled foolishly, "Hehehe."

Class started, and Su Qiu opened the door on time, but this time he wasn't there to upset Cai Yue'er.

He had a clear goal and headed straight for the Blacksmiths' Guild in Shrek City.

"Where did the class monitor go?" a student asked, puzzled.

Knowing roughly what was going on, Tang Wulin thought for a moment and replied, "They probably went to find food."

"Looking for food? Didn't you just finish eating?"

"You'll find out tonight," Tang Wulin said mysteriously. "Get ready, you're going to be tired tonight."

The Blacksmiths Guild of Shrek City has met its nemesis.

Su Qiu swaggered in.

They pulled out their sacks and began searching for food.

Su Qiu threw all the metal he saw along the way into the sack.

"Clang, clang."

The crisp clanging of metal echoed continuously in the association's lobby, startling the staff member in charge who abruptly looked up.

Su Qiu carried a sack half his height on his shoulder, walking with a brisk pace. As he passed the shelves, he flicked his wrist and swept several bundles of refined iron ingots and two pieces of black steel raw stones into the sack, his movements as casual as if he were at home.

"Hey! Young man! What are you doing!" The staff member finally realized what was happening and rushed forward to stop him. "These are all materials stored by the association; you can't just take them!"

Without turning his head, Su Qiu took out the Sea God Pavilion token and waved it, his voice so loud that the entire hall could hear it: "Put it on the tab! Put it on the Sea God Pavilion's tab! I'll have your guild leader ask the Holy Spirit Douluo for the money later!"

The staff member was taken aback.

His hand froze in mid-air, his eyes fixed on the Sea God Pavilion token in Su Qiu's hand, the words stuck in his throat.

What kind of place is the Sea God Pavilion? It's an existence that can influence the entire continent, not to mention the title of Holy Spirit Douluo. In the entire Federation, who would dare not give this person face?
Just then, a familiar voice came from over.

"You brat, the way you rob someone is exactly like that old bastard."

Mu Chen walked over.

The staff member immediately bowed his head: "President."

Mu Chen waved his hand: "Go ahead, I'll take care of things here."

"Teacher?" Su Qiu asked in surprise, "What are you doing here? No, how did you become the president of this association?"

What about the East China Sea Association?

"Just transferred here." Mu Chen glared at him: "What, is there a problem?"

The reason why Mu Chen took the initiative to be transferred here is very simple.

He was lonely.

Not only did his daughter come to Shrek Academy a long time ago, but his apprentice also came this year. Then, his good friend Su Wuyan also came to work at the Spirit Pagoda headquarters in Shrek City to protect Su Qiu.

Only his wife was left with him.

But that's precisely what's most terrifying!

Unable to bear it any longer, Mu Chen chose to be transferred to Shrek City.

Su Qiu immediately chuckled and stepped forward, fawningly patting off non-existent dust for Mu Chen: "How could there be a problem! Teacher, you are so capable, it's only right that you were transferred to Shrek City as the president!"

Mu Chen slapped his hand away impatiently, pointed to the half-person-high sack on the ground, and his eyes twitched: "Stop talking nonsense! Tell me, what do you need so many materials for? Are you planning to empty my association?"

"How could that be!" Su Qiu laughed it off, pointing to the sack and then to himself, "It's all for household use, all for household use."

A group of children are waiting for him, eagerly awaiting his arrival.

"Besides, they'll pay for it." Su Qiu toyed with the Sea God Pavilion token in his hand: "Teacher, you can just ask Ya Li for reimbursement later."

Using Shrek's money to support his future soldiers is a very worthwhile investment.

Mu Chen sighed helplessly and reached out to tap Su Qiu's forehead: "Alright, take the materials. Just remember not to neglect your forging practice."

　I've flipped through them many times, but I still think this one is the best.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)