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Chapter 73 Damn it, Flanders, using education funds to open a Red Mansion?! [Bonus Chapter for 600 Subscriptions!]

How could anyone constantly say that they are a piece of trash?

Hey, some people actually do that.

At least, Chen Hong never resisted the fact that he was a cultivation failure.

"Hmm, twelve years old, level 17 soul power. I heard you have innate soul power level 3?"

In the end, Li Yusong, still curious, placed his fingers on Chen Hong's wrist with Chen Hong's permission to sense Chen Hong's soul power and bone age.

"Compared to everyone here who are either born with level nine soul power or have full soul power, there's no need to look at me; I'm just a complete waste."

Chen Hong opened the goggles on his helmet, opened his black eyes, and looked calmly at Li Yusong.

"No, no, no!" Li Yusong quickly shook his head and said, "If you really are at level 3 innate soul power, then to possess level 17 soul power at this age, you are definitely a cultivation genius!"

If we convert it proportionally, Tang San, Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and the others had innate soul power that was six or seven levels higher than Chen Hong's, but in the end, the difference in soul power between them was not six or seven levels.

Hmm. The algorithm is good. Don't use it next time.

The higher the soul power level, the greater the difference in soul power quality between the first level. It may seem that Chen Hong is only slightly inferior to Tang San and Xiao Wu in terms of 'innate soul power', but in reality, the difference in soul power between the two is getting bigger and bigger.

"Thank you, you're the first person to praise me as a cultivation genius. However, I'm not here to participate in Shrek Academy's freshman assessment."

Chen Hong withdrew his hand expressionlessly, then parked his and Ning Rongrong's "Chasing the Wind" motorcycle to the side, pulled out the key, and tossed it to Ning Rongrong.

"Huh? You're not here to register?" Li Yusong looked at the Shrek Academy's 'rustic' gate that was constantly scrutinizing him, then took out a task list from the spatial ring on his finger and drew a big red cross on it.

"His aesthetic sense is like an old lady wearing new clothes," Chen Hong commented expressionlessly. Then, ignoring how others looked at him, he swaggered into the academy with an air of nonchalance.

"Um, Teacher Li?" Dai Mubai, standing at the school gate, wanted to say something, but seeing Li Yusong's bewildered expression, he didn't say anything more.

Even Ma Hongjun and Oscar, who were standing behind Dai Mubai, had no objection to Chen Hong's arbitrary actions.

Because they knew Chen Hong's identity: the young master of the Technology Chamber of Commerce, now Shrek Academy's biggest financial backer.

Of course, they would soon find out Chen Hong's other identity—a member of the Shrek Academy Board of Trustees.

"Okay, don't worry about him. Mu Bai, you take them to the next exam. Ma Hongjun, Oscar, you two follow that guy and don't let him get away, or it'll be troublesome."

Seeing Chen Hong swaggering around like a leader on an inspection tour, Li Yusong, as a teacher at the academy, didn't want to say much to his sugar daddy, so he assigned tasks to Dai Mubai and the other two.

"Alright, come with me. My name is Dai Mubai, and I'll guide you through the next part of the assessment."

Upon hearing this, Dai Mubai glanced at Zhu Zhuqing in the crowd and sensed something was amiss. He immediately beckoned Tang San and the others to follow, and then headed into the academy.

As for Ma Hongjun and Oscar, these two of Dai Mubai's lackeys, now that they had received Li Yusong's "decree," they immediately abandoned Dai Mubai and excitedly chased after Chen Hong's retreating figure.

"Sigh." In front of the Shrek Academy gate, Li Yusong lay on the armchair, watching the departing figures of everyone, and a small worry rose in his heart.

Shrek Academy suddenly recruited four students at once, which, together with Dai Mubai and the other two, would form a minimum of seven-person Soul Master team.

This should have been an exciting and joyful event for all the faculty and students, but the arrival of Chen Hong, the young master of the Science and Technology Chamber of Commerce, has made the future of the college uncertain.

"Hmm, aren't you going in?"

Suddenly, Li Yusong looked at Ning Quan, who was still standing outside motionless with a conflicted expression.

"I believe in the strength of the faculty and students of the academy, and Chen Hong will not be harmed within the academy."

Ning Quan, clutching his wooden sword, his blue robe impeccably tailored, showed no signs of disarray from his recent journey. He looked at Li Yusong with a hint of excitement and smiled warmly:

"Teacher Li, may I challenge you?"

"Um???"

Inside Shrek Academy, Chen Hong, accompanied by two obsequious followers, kept marking red crosses on the architectural style and expenditure of funds within Shrek Academy in his notebook.

"Student Ma Hongjun, I heard that Dean Flander specifically applied for a sum of money for you to help treat the side effects of your martial soul. May I ask what that money was used for? Why haven't I seen any related facilities in the academy?"

Suddenly, Chen Hong stopped in front of a sculpture and asked the red-haired chubby boy behind him.

"Huh?" Ma Hongjun probably hadn't expected Chen Hong to ask him this question. He wanted to answer, but suddenly became somewhat hesitant:

"I...uh..."

Chen Hong looked up at the exquisitely crafted statue of Flanders in front of him, and in his heart he wished he could poke Flanders' eyes with his pen, but his mind remained as calm and indifferent as ever.

"Flander lined his own pockets?" Chen Hong frowned slightly, dropping the honorific he used for Flander.

"No, it wasn't me." Ma Hongjun stammered, his face turning red, but he just couldn't utter a complete sentence.

"Do you know Oscar?" Seeing that Ma Hongjun was unreliable, Chen Hong had no choice but to change his target and turn to look at "Grandpa White Beard" Oscar.

"You should get your beard trimmed. A young man should have the vigor of youth."

Oscar stared silently at Chen Hong, who was about the same age as him, his mind filled with a mix of frustration and grievances.

However, after a moment's thought, he still answered Chen Hong's previous question: "Dean Flander said he built a place specifically for Fatty to treat the side effects of his martial soul, but I haven't been there. I usually sell sausages outside to earn pocket money. I heard that Boss Dai often takes Fatty there."

"Oh, right, I heard that when Boss Dai took Fatty to cultivate today, they ran into those three new classmates and had a little unpleasantness. Boss Dai didn't tell me what it was about."

Oscar rarely ran around with Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun. Most of the time, besides cultivating, he would set up a stall on the street outside Shrek Academy to sell his soul power sausages.

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Chen Hong turned around and silently watched the red-haired chubby boy, whose face was flushed and who seemed to want to say something.

"No need to say anything more, I understand."

Damn it, Flanders, using education funds to open a Red Mansion?!

(End of this chapter)