In Douluo Continent, I am the mastermind behind the scenes.

Huo Yuhao took the form and his expression froze instantly. The contents of the form were... far too detailed.

Huo Yuhao stammered, "Your Highness, why is there agricultural knowledge on this? My mother is a seamstress, a seamstress who makes clothes for certain Soul Masters. I myself have never been involved in farm work and don't know anything about agricultural knowledge."

The seamstress's son?

Qin Mengmeng keenly sensed something was amiss. She clearly saw that when the boy in front of her uttered the word "tailor," his right little finger twitched twice.

"In that case, please fill out this form."

As she spoke, Qin Mengmeng opened the drawer and pushed a brand new form in front of Huo Yuhao once again.

This form has significantly less content than the previous one, but the problem is... the "place of origin" column on the form is extremely glaring; his fabricated identity can't withstand close scrutiny.

Once is not enough, Huo Yuhao knew very well that if he questioned the place of origin column, it would inevitably arouse Qin Mengmeng's suspicion. So, he might as well... just write down any city. Would Ningyun Sect be able to verify it?

With that in mind, Huo Yuhao picked up the pen on the table and began to fill out the form carefully.

Name: Chen Yu

Age: Seventeen

Martial Soul: Ice Scorpion

Soul Power: Level 41

Place of origin: Xingluo City, Xingluo Empire

After filling out the form, Huo Yuhao was taken away by the young butler to be assigned a dormitory.

Qin Mengmeng sat in her office chair, resting her chin on her hands, looking at the forms in front of her, her thoughts wandering elsewhere.

Just then, Han Ruoruo emerged from the secret room, quickly stepped forward, and hugged Qin Mengmeng's neck. "Mengmeng, was there something wrong with that person?"

"There are definitely problems, but I'm not sure what his purpose is. I don't know why he came here."

Qin Mengmeng pointed to the Soul Power column and said with a serious expression, "Ruoruo, do you think... a seventeen-year-old four-ring Soul Master, even if he comes from a commoner background, would normally face discrimination for his talent?"

"It can't be that bad," Han Ruoruo pondered. "Nobles come in all shapes and sizes. A Soul Master with his talent can already stand on equal footing with the disciples of middle-class noble families. Unless he has a strange temper and can't get along with anyone, he's disliked by everyone. The noble circles aren't as sordid as he makes them out to be. Even Shrek Academy creates a false image of fairness and justice."

Qin Mengmeng said somewhat helplessly, "Exactly! This guy is full of flaws; he's obviously not a spy sent by Nan Douling or Shrek City to gather intelligence. If he wasn't carrying any mission, why would he lie about something like this?"

"Then... is it possible that he wasn't carrying any mission, or even had the approval of the faction he was loyal to, and just took it upon himself to sneak out...?"

At this point, Han Ruoruo's expression suddenly changed, and she subconsciously exchanged a glance with Qin Mengmeng, a name flashing through her mind.

……

Huo Yuhao lay on his bed in his single dormitory room, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

Qin Mengmeng has changed a lot. At first glance, she is refreshing, but the problem is, he always feels that something is a little strange.

"Go take a shower first."

Huo Yuhao murmured something, then jumped off the bed with a somersault, quickly walked into the bathroom, and turned on the shower.

The moment he took off his clothes, Huo Yuhao finally understood what was wrong.

Seeing Huo Yuhao's dejected appearance, Tianmeng Ice Silk sniffed and tentatively said, "Little Yuhao, do you feel incomplete? You... wait a while, until I regain some strength, and I can help you reshape your body."

"Brother Tianmeng, let's forget about it. I think this is fine. At least... I won't have those feelings for women anymore."

Huo Yuhao leaned against the wall, his face expressionless, and said, "After everything that's happened, I stopped believing in love a long time ago. Actually... in my heart, there's still a girl, and I dream of rekindling our romance. But I know I've wronged her, I've wronged her so much!"

"After Dong'er died, I completely ignored her feelings and drove her to her death!"

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault!"

Tianmeng Ice Silkworm: "..."

People have been dead for tens of thousands of years, what's the point of you repenting for those things here?

Having tasted the bitterness of "birds of a feather flock together, but fly away separately when disaster strikes," doesn't it seem a little too late for him to regret mistreating Wang Qiu'er?

They've been spoiled, they've just been spoiled. Do they really think all girls should revolve around you, Huo Yuhao, and be truly devoted to you, and wouldn't leave you just because you're down on your luck?

This was the first time Tianmeng Ice Silkworm had ever been angry... oh no, to be precise, she was angry at Huo Yuhao because she couldn't control her emotions and didn't want her little brother anymore?

Where did Huo Yuhao, who was determined to become stronger and dared to face difficulties head-on, go?

Ugh!

Seeing Huo Yuhao still kneeling on the ground, weeping bitterly, Tianmeng Ice Silkworm sighed, then stopped paying attention to the outside world and lay back down in Huo Yuhao's spiritual sea of ​​consciousness to fall asleep.

Silent all night.

I'm currently reading the error-free version! This is the first time I've published this novel.

The next morning, Huo Yuhao got up early, carefully dressed himself, and then left the dormitory with satisfaction.

After venting his anger last night, Huo Yuhao regained his confidence. He wanted to become a god, to become the supreme god-king, and to win back Qiu'er's broken heart.

As long as Huo Yuhao can become a god, whether Miss Qiu'er agrees or not, or whether she has feelings for him, is no longer important.

Forced melons aren't sweet, but they quench thirst.

At worst, he could build a secret room in the Temple of Emotions and lock Miss Qiu'er up inside, keeping her like a canary.

If ten thousand years isn't enough, then a hundred thousand years; if a hundred thousand years isn't enough, then a million years. As long as he treats Miss Qiu'er well enough, one day, his relationship with Miss Qiu'er will be able to return to the level of their previous life.

With these thoughts in mind, Huo Yuhao walked into the Yeya City Farmers' Association branch office with great anticipation.

"Your Highness, I've come to report to you."

In order to appear as someone who lacks manners, Huo Yuhao deliberately performed a less-than-standard bow.

Qin Mengmeng nodded, then took out a form from the drawer and pushed it in front of Huo Yuhao.

"Fill out this form."

Huo Yuhao took the form, and after reading its contents, he couldn't help but ask, "Your Highness, you asked me to evaluate the merits and demerits of Shrek Academy, but I've never been a member of Shrek Academy, so I don't know where to begin." (End of Chapter)