Douluo Continent: My Path to Godhood Through Stat Allocation

Chapter 10 An unexpected encounter with Yu Xiaogang in the cafeteria

"Then what about you?" Wang Sheng asked, puzzled.

"If you knew you couldn't win, why did you challenge me in the first place? You're quick on the uptake."

"If that hit had landed, I would definitely have been injured."

Fang Ling shook his head: "I was just afraid of being bullied, so I showed you my strength. I didn't mean to hurt anyone."

"I have my own things to do and cannot follow your instructions."

Wang Sheng understood and responded with great loyalty:

"Fine, just for your courage and the fact that you didn't stab me in the end, I agree!"

While rubbing his aching stomach, he sighed, "Don't blame me. We work-study students are looked down upon by the other students. Every work-study student will face this sooner or later."

"Therefore, we work-study students must unite."

"I don't care if you don't listen to me or acknowledge me as your boss, but I won't stand up for you if others bully you."

Fang Ling laughed heartily: "Don't worry, I don't need your help if I get bullied. I used to be a beggar, what kind of grievances haven't I suffered?"

"You used to be a beggar?" Wang Sheng's eyes widened.

"Ugh!"

He was about to say something, but only managed to gag once.

His eyes welled up slightly.

Caught off guard, he was hit in the stomach. Although it wasn't hard, it hit his stomach right on the spot, and the pain made him feel nauseous.

He spat out two more mouthfuls of sour water onto the ground, rubbed the sore spot, and felt a little hungry.

"If you're hungry, I'll take you to eat, and we can also show you around the academy."

"Thank you," Fang Ling said politely.

"Don't be so polite. We're all work-study students. If we don't stick together, we'll get beaten up."

Wang Sheng laughed heartily, patting Xia Ling's thin shoulder with his large, thick hand, making him stumble.

Seeing this, he laughed and said, "I see you didn't bring any bedding. Are you short of money?"

Fang Ling was helped to her feet and said, "I have money, I just haven't had time to buy it yet."

"I'll take you there. I worked as a work-study student for five years, and I've been all over the city. I know where to find good food at low prices, and where to buy cheap and good bedding."

He spoke eagerly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a thirty-year-old teacher, like an NPC that suddenly appeared, walked in silently from outside.

"Who is the new work-study student?"

"Teacher, I'm here." Fang Ling quickly waved.

The teacher glanced at Fang Ling's wooden prosthetic leg in surprise, his expression slightly strange:

"My name is Mohen, and I'm the teacher in charge of you work-study students."

"Your name is... oh?"

"Fang Ling," Fang Ling whispered a reminder to him.

Mohen pretended not to hear, but still took out a piece of paper and looked at it: "Fang Ling, right?"

"Mm." Fang Ling nodded gently.

"You are first-year work-study students... cleaning, slacking off, dropping out... opening ceremony..."

In short, just like those leaders who only give brief talks, he went on and on, explaining a great deal of matters.

He finally stopped talking until he was so tired of talking that his mouth and tongue felt dry.

"That's all I'll say. Wang Shengjiao will teach you the rest of the rules."

He left after he finished speaking.

Fang Ling was left standing there, lost in thought.

Wang Sheng gently patted his shoulder and whispered in his ear, "Hey, what are you all thinking about?"

"Stop spacing out! This is your first time here, let me treat you to dinner!"

Fang Ling hesitated slightly, but Wang Sheng simply pulled him away.

The other work-study students quickly followed, pushing and shoving each other as they made their way to the teaching building.

It is also where the cafeteria is located.

The cafeterias are located in a rather strange way, inside the teaching building.

They ate on the first floor, and perhaps because they arrived early, they didn't encounter any other students provoking them. Even Fang Ling breathed a sigh of relief.

In this situation, I'd probably get beaten up most of the time, but I can't kill anyone, so it's best to avoid running into them.

Temporary forbearance is nothing.

He's a late-game hero. Once he's killed a lot of people, reached a high level, and become stronger, then we'll see who dares to show their teeth.

Fang Ling had gotten her food and was sitting down to eat.

Suddenly, they saw a man of medium build, slightly thin, walk past them.

At first glance, he looked to be around forty or fifty years old.

He had a very ordinary appearance, with short black hair parted in a 3/7 ratio.

This person has a special aura, with a hint of laziness and decadence in the way his eyes open and close.

With his hands behind his back, he seemed to be showing off.

At first glance, it seems to have experienced the vicissitudes of life.

However, that eye-catching zombie face, with its large mouth and thick lips, was a bit too striking.

The way he walked with his hands behind his back was like a poor imitation, full of a strange sense of comedy.

"Who is that person?"

Fang Ling had a guess, took a bite of rice, and pointed with her chopsticks at the figure going upstairs to the second floor.

"Who?" Wang Sheng looked up, paused briefly to discern, and then added with a hint of sarcasm, "Oh~ you mean 'Master'?"

"His name is Yu Xiaogang. He's just a freeloader who lives off the dean's connections. He's not very strong and just daydreams all day. He's only level 29 at fifty years old and will never break through to become a Great Soul Master."

He glanced sideways at Fang Ling, chewing rice, but that didn't stop him from talking.

"What's wrong? Do you know them?"

It really is Yu Xiaogang!

To be attracted to such an ugly guy with a zombie face and thick lips, it just goes to show how popular this place is.

Bibi Dong and Liu Erlong were truly blind.

Fang Ling sighed inwardly, without saying anything explicitly: "No, I just felt that his back looked somewhat familiar."

Actually, I just thought his appearance was particularly comical, but I decided against openly insulting him.

Yu Xiaogang may be ugly and incompetent, but Fang Ling looks down on him.

But he was Bibi Dong's darling, the only sacred land in her eyes.

If you need someone's help in the future, you must start now to cultivate the habit of not speaking ill of them behind their backs.

It's best to remain silent.

Otherwise, a casual remark might reach Bibi Dong's ears at any time.

What was originally a promising and crucial trip to the Killing City was ruined because someone spoke ill of Yu Xiaogang, which is ridiculous.

He has a backup plan, but without the Killing City as a springboard, his advancement time will be greatly extended.

Besides, it's not like the divine position is something that can't be contested.

The killing system forces Fang Ling to walk a path of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, which, combined with the pure killing godhood of the Asura Godhood, is just right.

Fang Ling noted down the idea, and seeing that they were almost finished eating, she immediately sped up and began to eat heartily.

After the meal, the wariness among the group gradually dissipated.

They were all young children, and after a brief period of getting to know each other, Fang Ling easily integrated into the group.

After a lengthy opening ceremony, he smoothly began his regular college life.

I attend classes in the morning, go to the slaughterhouse to slaughter pigs in the afternoon, and sweep the floor when I come back to earn a little extra money.

Occasionally, he would bring Wang Sheng and the others some homemade braised meat.

In the evening, I practiced meditation using the basic methods taught in class.

Even though he couldn't sense any increase in his soul power beyond the data displayed on the panel, he was already content and persisted every day.

The sensation of feeling the subtle soul energy flowing through his body was an indescribable feeling of comfort for him.

This is spiritual practice!

Great power originates from within!

(End of this chapter)