Douluo Amon: I am the Heavenly Venerable of the Dragon King.

Chapter 145 The First Fusheng Conference (Part 1)

Nan Fusheng was dumbfounded by what he saw. Although he already knew this from the original work, he did not expect the dormitory for work-study students to be so dilapidated.

The low houses are only one story high and look obviously dilapidated. There is a grove of trees in front of them, but it seems that the purpose of the grove is more to block the view of the place from being seen, so as not to be embarrassed.

This is really not a comfortable place.

There were about twenty bungalows in this area, with mottled walls. Some of the houses didn't even have windows with glass, and they looked dilapidated.

Using the number on the key, they quickly found their dormitory.

There was only one room, that's right, not even a separate room for men and women. The room was about thirty square meters. It seemed quite large. But inside, there were only two bunk bed frames, not even bed boards. And that was it.

There was a thick layer of dust on the ground. Two panes of glass in the window were broken. Oh, and there was something else—a wire hanging from the ceiling, connected to a small light bulb. I wasn't sure if it was a decoration or a functional item.

Damn it, Nan Fusheng just couldn't take it anymore and directly switched his consciousness back to his original body. Of course, Fusheng No. 1 should bear this suffering for him. (Fusheng No. 1: mmp.)

……

Inside the Spirit Pagoda in Tianhai City.

It was the same familiar room, and the same familiar milk-spitting mushrooms. For the past few years, Nan Fusheng had been staying inside the Spirit Pagoda in Tianhai City.

He has basically parasitized most of the high-ranking officials here, and the Spirit Transmission Tower in Tianhai City can now be considered his headquarters.

During these three years, Nan Fusheng's role as a fourth-order symptom—the parasite—had already been completed. Due to his martial spirit, it could be said that he had been playing the role of the parasite from the very beginning.

After he had almost completely parasitized the staff of the Spirit Pagodas in Donghai City and Tianhai City, his acting progressed at an astonishing pace.

As the role-playing progresses, Nan Fusheng's magic potion is also rapidly being digested, allowing his power to increase, and the upper limit of the number of people he can parasitize also increases, thus creating a virtuous cycle.

A year ago, as Nan Fusheng fully digested the Sequence 4 potion and combined it with the power of his martial soul, he had more than two hundred clones. This was the improvement he received after fully digesting the potion.

One of the reasons he can have so many clones is, of course, his martial soul. Unlike those extraordinary individuals like the Lord of Mysteries who rely entirely on magical potions for their advancement, Nan Fusheng also possesses a martial soul unique to the Douluo Continent.

As his soul power increased, Nan Fusheng's own strength also continued to rise. However, the boost from the Sequence Elixir had been so high that it hadn't been very noticeable until now.

The main difference between the Douluo World and the Mysterious World is probably the completely different boosts to combat power they provide.

In the Douluo Continent, the level difference between a level 1 Soul Master and a level 99 Title Douluo is roughly equivalent to a slight increase in combat power in the early stages.

Each subsequent level increase brings a boost of hundreds of combat power. This also includes additional factors such as martial spirit, spirit rings, and spirit bones, and now, battle armor, among others.

The world of Lord of Mysteries is completely different. Between Sequence Nine and Sequence Five, each advancement in sequence can bring at least ten points, or even hundreds of points, of increased combat power.

The difference between Sequence 5 and Sequence 1 is even more exaggerated; it's a true difference between humans and gods. Each advancement in a sequence can increase combat power by at least a thousand, or even tens of thousands, and that's a conservative estimate.

As the potion is digested, the extraordinary individual's combat power will experience another surge.

Of course, thinking about these things now is not very meaningful. The most important thing now is the choice facing Nan Fusheng: whether or not to change his approach!

He was completely unaware of the 'mistaken' ritual for advancing to Sequence Three.

The only known path to the "Fool" is the ritual of the Sequence Three "Ancient Scholar": completely detached from reality for at least three hundred years, after one has become history and no longer belongs to the current era, by consuming a magic potion.

Three hundred years? The daylilies would have rotted by then, and he would have had to hide himself during that time to avoid being disturbed. In short, he couldn't accept this approach.

Fortunately, although he was unaware of the advancement ritual for 'Error' Sequence Three, he still had clones. As the number of parasites increased, Nan Fusheng discovered that these clones could also provide him with anchor points.

Moreover, the higher the fame of the clone, the more stable the anchor it provides, which gives him the opportunity to advance without relying on rituals, but solely on his own abilities.

So far, among his clones, the one that provides him with the most stable anchor is the Undefeated One, who is also the tower master of the Spirit Pagoda in Tianhai City. Furthermore, he is a Title Douluo, and his reputation as the Undefeated One is not to be underestimated.

"It seems I need to find some time to gather my clones and discuss this together."

……

At night, after cleaning the dormitory, having dinner, and watching how the male angels spent a fortune to seduce the fallen female angels in Shrek City, Nan Fusheng and his group returned to the dormitory.

"I can't live like this anymore, that dog's true form!" Fusheng No. 1 felt like he was living in a slum. What era is this? There's no hot water in the dormitory.

The entire work-study student dormitory area has only one water pipe that provides clean water. Hot water has to be obtained from the main teaching building. The shower area is also located in the main teaching building.

And then, that was it. There were no other facilities. The cafeterias were all near the main teaching building; to get there, you had to cross almost half of Lingbing Square.

Only those brain-dead Shrek people could come up with such a miserable life, and I remember they even called it "letting the work-study students experience what the Sea God went through as a work-study student 20,000 years ago."

"Sigh!" Life is hard, Fusheng sighed, and Fusheng No. 1 could only enter a meditative state with a heavy heart.

Meanwhile, in a building next to the main teaching building, Fors was tidying up her things in her dormitory. It was unclear whether this was a special arrangement by the academic affairs office or if she simply didn't have any roommates.

She was alone in the room. Structurally, her dormitory should be a double room. Fors had seen other dormitories, and they usually came and went in pairs.

"Forget it, it's better to be alone. At least I don't have to worry about being disturbed."

As she pondered, Fors fell asleep. Fors Wall, a 13-year-old Soul Master, was so powerful that she didn't mind slacking off a little.

It's worth mentioning that in the dormitory where Fors lived, the floors below the fourth floor were male dormitories, and the floors above the fourth floor were female dormitories. Fors lived on the sixth floor.

"Is Shrek Academy really that poor? Can't they just completely separate the male and female dormitories? It makes me have to go up several more floors." With indignation in her heart, Fors went to sleep.

The next moment, a red light entered her mind, and a dizzying sensation came over her. When Fors came to her senses, she found herself inexplicably on a huge platform.

This place is somewhat similar to a stadium, but in the center is a floating structure resembling a courtroom, surrounded by floating structures that resemble spectator stands. Fors was standing on one of these structures.

As one red light after another flashed by, figures suddenly appeared, with several red lights appearing next to Fors.

As the red light faded, the face that emerged was one that Fors didn't recognize, yet she felt a natural sense of familiarity towards the person—a feeling that was...

"A clone?" The figure opposite her spoke at the same time.

"..."

"Welcome everyone. I now announce the official commencement of the first Fusheng Conference."

(End of this chapter)