Douluo Continent: My name is Lu Mingfei, and my martial soul is Lu Mingze.

A voice interrupted his thoughts.

Lu Mingfei looked up and was stunned for a moment—it was the freshman he had bumped into earlier.

"No one's here," Lu Mingfei said. "Have a seat."

The boy sat down with his tray. Lu Mingfei glanced at his tray—it contained only the cheapest white rice and a vegetable dish, not even any meat.

Lu Mingfei didn't say anything and continued eating his meal.

The two ate in silence, neither of them saying a word.

After a while, the boy suddenly spoke up: "My name is Huo Yuhao. Thank you for showing me the way today."

"Lu Mingfei," Lu Mingfei mumbled, chewing his food.

"Hello, senior." Huo Yuhao greeted him earnestly.

Lu Mingfei almost choked on his food: "No, no, no, don't call me senior. I'm just someone who's coasting along."

Huo Yuhao looked at him with a serious expression in his eyes: "Those who can get into Shrek Academy are not ordinary people."

Lu Mingfei paused for a moment, then smiled.

"You just arrived this year, right?"

"Um."

"You'll understand once you've been here a while," Lu Mingfei said.

"Shrek also has ordinary people."

There are ordinary people everywhere.

Huo Yuhao fell silent and lowered his head to eat.

Lu Mingfei looked at him and suddenly asked, "What is your martial soul?"

"Spirit Eye," Huo Yuhao said, "Psychic type."

Lu Mingfei's eyes lit up: "A Body Spirit? I also have a Body Spirit."

Huo Yuhao looked up, a smile appearing on his face for the first time: "Really?"

"Really," Lu Mingfei said, "though it's very weak."

Two spirit-type soul masters, one a good-for-nothing and the other a freshman, began their first conversation in a corner of the cafeteria.

Lu Mingfei didn't know why, but he just found this boy named Huo Yuhao pleasing to the eye.

Perhaps it was his cautious and reserved manner that reminded him of his former self, perhaps it was because he was the first person to sit down next to him, or perhaps it was simply because... he really needed someone to be with him.

After finishing their meal, the two walked out of the cafeteria together.

"Which dormitory do you live in?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"Building No. 3 in the East District".

"Oh, then it's the opposite direction from me." Lu Mingfei waved his hand. "Let's go."

"Senior Lu Mingfei," Huo Yuhao suddenly called out to him.

"Um?"

"Can we have dinner together again tomorrow?"

Looking at the thin boy, Lu Mingfei felt a touch in his heart.

"Sure," he said casually, "I'm alone anyway."

He turned and walked away, but after a few steps, he heard Huo Yuhao's voice behind him: "See you tomorrow!"

Lu Mingfei didn't turn around, he just waved.

Back in the dorm, his roommate Chen Zhe hadn't returned yet. Lu Mingfei lay on his bed, staring at the ceiling.

"Brother, you've made a friend." Lu Mingze's voice rang in my mind, filled with laughter.

"Hmm, it seems so," Lu Mingfei said.

"Is your brother happy?"

Lu Mingfei thought for a moment.

"It's alright."

Lu Mingze's laughter echoed in the sea of ​​his spirit.

"That's good."

Lu Mingfei turned over and closed his eyes.

I'm having dinner with that guy named Huo Yuhao tomorrow.

That guy seems even less reliable than I am.

However, it seems nice to have someone to eat with.

He fell asleep quickly, a slight smile on his lips that he himself didn't even realize.

In the deepest part of his spiritual sea, Lu Mingze sat in the void, smiling as he looked at his sleeping brother.

He was toying with a nearly invisible golden thread of light in his hand.

That was the aura left behind by a million-year-old soul beast.

Tianmeng Ice Silkworm.

That guy came by today.

To be precise, they came for Lu Mingfei.

The silkworm that had been dormant for a million years sensed two Soul Masters with spiritual attributes deep within the Star Dou Great Forest. One was Huo Yuhao, whose spiritual power was pure; the other was Lu Mingfei, whose spiritual power was as strong as an abyss.

Tianmeng Ice Silkworm originally wanted to choose Lu Mingfei.

It traveled thousands of miles to enter Lu Mingfei's spiritual sea, preparing to tell Huo Yuhao, just as it had done to him, that it wanted to become his soul ring.

Then it saw that black, thick, churning substance, like oil.

There was also a cute little boy in a suit sitting right in the center.

The little boy looked at it with a smile.

"Big bug, what do you want to do to my brother?"

The next second, Tianmeng Ice Silkworm was thrown out by an irresistible force.

After rolling around on the ground of the Star Dou Great Forest more than a dozen times, Tianmeng Ice Silkworm got up, dizzy and grumbling, and changed its target.

Lu Mingze gently crushed the wisp of golden light, and the light particles drifted out from between his fingers.

"You're smart to know what's good for you."

He looked down at the sleeping Lu Mingfei, and his smile became even gentler.

"Brother, sleep well."

The next day at noon, Lu Mingfei went to the cafeteria to reserve a seat as usual.

He arrived ten minutes early, got two meals, one with meat for himself, and one without meat for the person opposite him. When Huo Yuhao arrived, he was taken aback when he saw the plates on the table.

"Senior, this is...?"

"I got it for you." Lu Mingfei had already started eating. "You're too slow at getting food; there's never any meat left when you come."

Huo Yuhao sat down, looked at the plate of rice containing only vegetarian dishes, and remained silent for a while.

"Thank you, senior."

"Don't thank me." Lu Mingfei picked up a piece of meat and threw it into his mouth. "Eat yours."

Huo Yuhao lowered his head and ate quickly, as if afraid that Lu Mingfei would get impatient. Lu Mingfei glanced at him and put a piece of braised pork from his plate into Huo Yuhao's bowl.

"Senior?"

"I don't like eating fatty meat," Lu Mingfei said.

Huo Yuhao looked at the piece of braised pork with alternating layers of fat and lean meat in his bowl, his eyes reddening slightly.

He didn't say anything, but lowered his head and ate the piece of meat.

After finishing their meal, the two sat in the cafeteria, lost in thought. Huo Yuhao hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Senior, what exactly is your martial soul? You said yesterday it was also a mental type."

Lu Mingfei leaned back in his chair and thought for a moment.

"A physical spirit," he said. "A spirit-type physical spirit."

"A true martial soul?" Huo Yuhao was somewhat surprised.

True Body Martial Souls are rare, and each type of True Body Martial Soul is extremely rare and incredibly powerful—this is what he learned in his textbooks.

"Yes," Lu Mingfei said.

"What is the form of that martial soul?"

Lu Mingfei paused for a moment.

He couldn't mention Lu Mingze.

That was his secret, his biggest secret.

Lu Mingze once told him, "Brother, don't tell anyone I exist. Otherwise, there will be trouble."

"It's a younger version of me," Lu Mingfei said. "A little boy who looks a lot like me, about eight or nine years old, wearing white clothes."

Huo Yuhao's eyes widened: "A martial soul in human form?"

"Mm." Lu Mingfei nodded.

"It's strange, isn't it? Other people's martial souls are swords, knives, animals, or something like that, or like yours, some kind of organ. My martial soul is a miniature version of myself."

"Isn't that amazing?" Huo Yuhao said. "A humanoid martial soul? I've never even heard of one."

"What's so great about it?" Lu Mingfei laughed. "That miniature version of me just stays in my head. It occasionally says a few words to me, but it can't do anything else. It's just a chatterbox."

"He can talk to you?" Huo Yuhao's voice trembled slightly.

"Sure," Lu Mingfei said.

Huo Yuhao looked at Lu Mingfei with a complicated expression.

"Senior...you are really special."

"You're a complete loser, aren't you?" Lu Mingfei laughed self-deprecatingly.

"No," Huo Yuhao shook his head and said very seriously.

"What I mean is, being able to communicate with your own spirit in itself demonstrates your strong mental power. The connection between ordinary spirit masters and their spirits is very vague, let alone the ability to communicate."

Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment.

No one has ever said that.

Teacher Zhou said that he had low innate soul power, that his upper limit was not high, and that no matter how hard he tried, he could not catch up with others.

But no one has ever said that your mental strength is very strong.

As for why Huo Yuhao said that, it was naturally because of a certain big worm—but he wisely didn't tell Huo Yuhao about Lu Mingze's existence, after all, I, a worm, am most afraid of dying.

"Maybe," Lu Mingfei said, his voice somewhat muffled.

Huo Yuhao had no classes in the afternoon, so he said he was going to find his partner Wang Dong for training.

Lu Mingfei originally wanted to go back to his dormitory to sleep, but Huo Yuhao dragged him along.

"Senior, come too! Wang Dong is very easy to get along with."

Lu Mingfei thought to himself, "You call that blue-haired guy easy to get along with?"

In just a few days, the news spread like wildfire throughout the Foreign Languages ​​Department, with all sorts of comments about her stunning good looks circulating everywhere, making every upperclassman interested in her.

Although Lu Mingfei is a loser, when he encounters someone who tries to use his looks to cause trouble, he has to strike hard!

Let's start by refusing Huo Yuhao's invitation!