In Douluo Continent, Tang San raids my base right from the start.

Chapter 103 This Oscar is disgusting!

"Brother Tian, ​​isn't this the owner of that shop from back then?" Long Ling'er asked in surprise when she looked up and saw who it was.

"They even tried to raise the price on the spot," Zhu Wu nodded slightly.

Flander's expression froze for a moment, then he quickly recovered.

"Is that so?" Ning Rongrong leaned slightly closer to Long Ling'er.

"He stopped me with a look from Brother Tian and didn't say it outright," Long Ling'er said softly. "Now that I think about it, it really did seem like he was trying to raise the price at the last minute. When Brother Tian handed over the money, this person suddenly said, 'Your money is not enough,' probably meaning he wanted to say it wasn't enough."

"Later they changed their minds and said the money could be left aside. Now that I think about it, there was no need to add 'your' in front of it."

"Then this person is a shrewd businessman!" The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is best at doing business, so Ning Rongrong naturally has a knack for this kind of thing.

"I think there must be some misunderstanding here," Dai Mubai whispered as he led Zhu Zhuqing closer. "The person walking over here is our academy's dean, Flander. With the dean's strength, there's no need for him to do something like this."

"Huh?" Long Ling'er looked surprised and changed her words, "Then maybe Tian-ge and I were wrong."

No, you're right. That's what Zhu Wu thought to himself. That's exactly what Flanders did in the original story.

But I was too lazy to argue; I couldn't very well say that I had read the script.

"Perhaps." He nodded slightly.

Flander breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Dai Mubai with great satisfaction.

Then he saw Oscar winking at him and glancing intently at Ning Rongrong on the other side.

Flander understood immediately, and pondered deeply. If he could bind Ning Rongrong to Shrek Academy, that would indeed be a great thing.

After all, Ning Rongrong's backer is the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, whose wealth is comparable to that of a nation.

Oscar's little tricks naturally didn't escape Zhu Wu's notice, and he couldn't help but think of the original work.

So, in the original story, Flander made Oscar and Ning Rongrong stay behind to run alone, giving them a task that was impossible to complete. Afterwards, he followed Ning Rongrong, and then took the opportunity to give her a hard time and make her cry. During this time, he praised Oscar, mentioning his innate full soul power talent, and then arranged for Oscar to persuade Ning Rongrong. Was all of this intentional? Was the purpose to create opportunities for Oscar?

So, this is the brilliant plan Oscar was talking about?

So, you're conspiring to use PUA tactics? The only difference is that in the original story, Flander was the one in charge, but now Oscar is the one who actively requested it.

Lost in thought, Flander approached the group with a serious expression, surveyed them with satisfaction, and said, "This year is quite good; the academy has suddenly gained six little monsters. Let me introduce myself, my name is Flander, and I am the headmaster of this academy."

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Flander briefly introduced himself, then told everyone to go to the finance office later to pay their tuition of 100 gold soul coins. He then looked at Dai Mubai and asked him to take everyone back to rest, explaining the academy rules and that the first class of the day would be in the evening. Afterward, he turned to Oscar and Ning Rongrong, asking them to stay behind alone.

Zhu Zhuqing seemed to have no desire to stay with Dai Mubai and left immediately.

Ma Hongjun slipped away very quickly.

Dai Mubai watched Zhu Zhuqing's departing figure with a gloomy expression, then turned and walked in another direction.

"It seems they had a fight when they went to call for help," Zhu Wudun guessed, pulling Long Ling'er to stay where they were.

Tang San didn't leave either, standing side by side with Xiao Wu on the other side.

Flander didn't care and focused his attention on Oscar and Ning Rongrong, and began to lecture them.

"Everyone has their own way of cultivating. What the academy will teach you is not how to cultivate your martial spirit, but how to use your martial spirit, how to better protect yourself in future battles, and at the same time, how to better support your teammates."

After a long chatter, they finally revealed their lessons for the day.

"So, your lesson today is physical training. You are required to run 20 laps around the village. You can use your Martial Soul to assist you along the way. If you haven't finished running before lunch, you won't get lunch. Now, Oscar, lead the way, let's begin."

Ning Rongrong frowned but didn't move. She suspected Flander was playing a trick on her, deliberately making things difficult for her. She had run around the village with Zhu Zhuqing that morning and knew the distance of one lap. Running 20 laps before noon was an impossible task.

"What's wrong, Rongrong? Do you have a problem with that?" Seeing that Ning Rongrong didn't move, Flander remained calm and asked.

"Dean, I went for a run around the village with Zhuqing before dawn," Ning Rongrong said politely.

The veiled meaning is: I know the distance of the lap, are you fucking messing with me?

Flander's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately nodded slightly, changing his mind to "10 laps."

Ning Rongrong glanced at Zhu Wu subconsciously. With Zhu Wu's help with treatment afterwards, 10 laps was acceptable. At home, she had a habit of running at her father's request, so her physical fitness wasn't too bad. She immediately nodded, "Okay."

He turned around and started jogging.

Seeing this, Oscar was secretly delighted and quickly followed.

Zhu Wu glanced at Flander out of the corner of his eye. He knew that Ning Rongrong wouldn't finish even five laps before noon, let alone ten, because Flander's definition of running around the village included the farmland outside. However, he didn't point it out, and instead pulled Long Ling'er away.

He also didn't plan to do any physical training; he was leaving in a few days and didn't want to aid the enemy.

Having just obtained the Xuan Tian Bao Lu, he took his young wife home and closed the door to study it.

"Dean, this is a letter my teacher asked me to give you." Tang San stepped forward, took out the letter from his pocket, and handed it over.

"Who is your teacher?" Flander asked, puzzled.

"My master is Yu Xiaogang," Tang San said, neither humble nor arrogant.

"."

On the other side, Ning Rongrong sensed something was wrong after running for a short while and couldn't help but ask.

"Oscar, you're leading us the wrong way, aren't you?"

"There's nothing wrong with that," Oscar replied, turning his head. "We've always run like this."

"Does that also include farmland outside the village?" Ning Rongrong frowned.

"Yes!" Oscar said, "I wanted to say it as soon as the dean mentioned it; it's an impossible task. However, when I thought that we're both support-type Soul Masters, you could provide amplification and I could provide food, which would complement each other perfectly, I didn't say anything."

"I think the dean must have considered this as well."

"The sausages I create with my first soul skill are for healing. They can not only promote the healing of injuries, but also restore stamina. With my sausages, not to mention 10 laps, even 20 laps are no problem. I can't eat lunch, but I can eat my sausages."

"How about it, Rongrong? Want one to help you regain your strength?"

As he spoke, he began chanting a spell, "I have powerful roots."

"Big my foot!" Ning Rongrong glared at Oscar, raised her hand, and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul floated out. A blue light descended from the sky, and the next second, she felt her feet lighten. She immediately sped up and ran away, leaving Oscar behind.

She wasn't stupid. Running around the village, including the farmland, wouldn't be enough for her—she wouldn't even finish 10 laps, there simply wouldn't be enough time. Flander, as the headmaster of the academy and a local, surely knew this? This was clearly a show of force intended to intimidate her.

Besides, this Oscars is disgusting!

(End of this chapter)