JOJO stand in Douluo Continent

"Mr. Duo? 1500? Why doesn't he just go and rob?" Flanders almost spit out the mutton in his mouth. What does 1500 mean? It's like they want to collect registration fees from 150 students. How dare they ask for that? Awesome!

"That's why we didn't give it to him. The talks broke down, so we have to fight now." Jordiol pulled over a chair and sat down and said.

"Dean, didn't you see that? The boss took care of that Soul Sect master in just a few moves. Wow! So cool!" Ma Hongjun said with a grin.

"If you can take down the Soul Sect in a few moves, I can have some fun with you then." Flanders replied with a smile.

"How are the freshmen? You two didn't bully anyone, did you?" Flanders asked, changing the subject.

"Not bad, Dean. That little Dai doesn't seem to be very smart. He was easily fooled by the boss's words."

"Nonsense, is Xiao Qiao's eloquence the same as that of a normal person? Not to mention you little brats of nine or twelve years old, even that old guy Zhao Wuji was fooled by Xiao Qiao." Flanders snorted twice and joked.

"But we still have to take care of the new students. The White Tiger Martial Spirit's surname is Dai, so he must be the prince from Xingluo. By the way, why is the prince here?" Flanders complained in confusion.

"You loser, Dean, have you forgotten what Boss Qiao said during the day?" Ma Hongjun also opened his mutton soup and chatted while eating.

"Loser? Alas, the poor kid. But why doesn't he bring his girlfriend too? That way the number of students and teachers in the school will be evenly balanced." Flanders joked.

Jodio sat in a rocking chair by the window and looked out the window quietly, thinking about many problems. Occasionally, he would learn from Lao Kong's logic of life and reflect on himself. Xiao Ao and Hong Jun were not worried. He had been training them since they were 6 years old, which was equivalent to teaching them hand in hand when they were not exposed to other ideas. But Dai Mubai

"This fellow is still a coward, and if we are not careful he may indulge himself to no end," Jodio suddenly said.

"Hongjun, you and Oscar should take a break from your work in the fighting spirit arena these few days. Take him out for some wine and meat every day. Note, take him out, and then come back to continue your training." Jodio continued.

"What's going on?" Ma Hongjun asked in confusion. Although he had a desire for a life of luxury, it was not very strong. Anyway, he could eat delicious food by following Boss Qiao's training, fighting spirits, and activities on time every day. But why did he do this to Dai Mubai?

"People have a sense of shame. Whether he can find his own enlightenment depends on himself. If you drown him a little, he may become stressed and then find his original intention." Jodio explained calmly.

"Little Pony, if you had a brother who always beat you, and when you grow up you have to fight, and the loser will either have his soul power destroyed and be exiled or die, how would you feel?" asked Jodio.

"I don't know. I only know that the omnipotent boss can definitely help me solve the problem." Ma Hongjun said vaguely.

"You guy." Jodio complained.

"Well, it doesn't matter. There are many years waiting for me to correct him." Jodio stood up and waved his hand.

"Go to bed early and set an example in front of the new students tomorrow." Flanders nodded.

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Shrek Academy has undergone a wave of minor renovations in the past few years, and at least the house is not so shabby anymore. Although the dormitory is still a large bunk bed, it is divided into several beds by curtains, and some small tables and wardrobes are added, which makes it look much warmer and more secure.

Jodio's nighttime habits remained unchanged. He went to bed on time at 20 o'clock, drank some hot orange juice before going to bed, and then did minutes of soul training. The abundant and huge mental power allowed him to stay energetic and extremely awake at all times. Fatigue had not descended on his body for a long time.

Challenges? Unknown? Future? Jodio will not waste time on these things. He will do what he approves of and what he thinks should be done. This is a kind of belief, a belief that he is on the right path.

After washing up, Jodio went to sleep. The warm candlelight illuminated the soul guide test product on the table. Ah, that thing was a failed product. Although soul guides were everywhere in the Douluo Dalu 2 era, Jodio's soul guide production level was very average. It was good enough to make a soul guide that could record video.

After repeated failures, Jodio was too lazy to continue making those complicated attack-type soul guides. He planned to take some time to make storage and image-taking soul guides. Don't stick to the field you are not good at. Just because other colleagues made soul guides at the first time doesn't mean you have to do it.

The scenes in the dream were much more unreal. Jodio was walking on the vast white land, not knowing where he was going or where he came from. This dream made him feel comfortable, so he simply treated this dream as a rest, and walked and chanted casually in this dream.

“2、3、5、7、11、13、17、19、23、29、31、37”

Walking forward and counting prime numbers in the vast land of this dream is a great way to relax, but then Jodio suddenly remembered something. If you came to a white world, you can't see its shape up, down, left, or right, and you can only see the infinite land extending in all directions, what is this place called?

"Called death?" Jodio thought, stroking his chin.

The sound of thunder and storm interrupted Jodio's meditation. He looked up and forward, but saw only a fire in the forest and a figure flashing by.

"Jordio"

"Jordio"

"Who?" Jodio looked back, his alertness at the highest level, ready to deal with attacks such as Death 13. There are many soul masters who attack people in dreams, such as Shi Nian next door, who is good at this.

“Time is a bifurcated Möbius strip. You can choose to continue the cycle or to move forward.”

"Jodio, do you have the courage to choose?"

"I have," Jodio replied briefly.

"Then, hold him."

After hearing the voice, Jodio turned around and looked at the owner of the voice. His pupils shrank in an instant, and when he woke up from the dream, everything faded away.

The cuckoo's song and the sunlight from the window slanted towards the head of Jodio's bed. Jodio sat up calmly as always and began to tidy up the bed to prepare for training. I did have a good dream last night, and I dreamed of something very good.

←To Be Continued

Chapter 38 Bone One

Qiao Dio's day is very fulfilling. He often gets up on time at 8:00 and starts his morning run while enjoying the morning sunshine. Well, according to the academy's convention, he usually starts by running five laps around the village. Qiao Dio also feels it is very humorous. Xiao Huo's class teacher is really unique. All the combat soul masters and healing soul masters run 10 laps with weights together. Is this a rule that can be made by humans?

But think about it carefully, this seems to be a show of strength, and it is estimated that as long as you can show a tenacious spirit, you can pass. However, considering the high expulsion rate and low graduation rate of a certain class teacher, Jodio still thinks that the old bitch must have some sadism.

I got up at 8 o'clock and ran a few laps as a warm-up, then ate a few big steamed buns with spicy cabbage, the state banquet of Correa, for a pretty good breakfast. Then it was the book education in the morning, which would probably last until about 11 o'clock. For Jodio, it was more like enriching his knowledge and understanding academic things.

One hour break at noon, physical training and combat training in the afternoon. Shrek Academy implements the big week system, from Monday to the second Friday morning is study time. Physical training and combat training are carried out in the afternoon of odd days, and some cultivation training is carried out in the afternoon of even days, such as playing chess with Lu Qibin, learning to control the heat with teacher Shao Xin, or some simulation training of soul master confrontation, commonly known as paper talk.

The afternoon training ends at 5 o'clock, and the rest of the time is at your disposal. But in fact, most of the time the teachers are lazy, and the afternoon training is basically a physical training for several people, and when they feel that the training is almost done, they leave the get out of class early and do their own things. This also makes Jodio ashamed of Shrek's teaching methods. He has always suspected that the brothers who did not graduate before were not incompetent, and he felt that it was more like they did not receive sufficient teaching.

In the evening, he would go to the clinic in the city and then to the Great Soul Fighting Arena. A day would usually be over after dealing with the matters of the passionate organization. This was how a fulfilling day for Jodio was. His soul power was growing step by step, his research on his stand was also growing step by step, and the organization was also expanding. However, these were only to help Jodio achieve his goal. There was no clue to what Jodio had been looking for, and he had not made much progress.

"Boss, this is the organization's account for this month, please take a look."

Jodio looked at the account book in his hand and felt bored. He only needed to take a general look at the organization's accounts. Even the big flying pillar (Polpo) who was so loyal to Diablo had secretly hidden a few. As long as his subordinates didn't take too much, they would pretend not to see it.

"How's the search for that thing going?" Jodio asked in a low voice, supporting his cheek with one hand.

"Well, there has been no progress. We tried to buy some books from the Spirit Hall branch to learn about these secrets, but there has been no substantial progress. After all, the era of the legendary 'saints' was hundreds of thousands of years ago, and there really isn't much information and documentation." The subordinate said in fear, with beads of sweat dripping down his forehead.

"Isn't it recorded in any book?" Jodio closed the account book with one hand and asked his men.

"Yes, it is a vague myth, but there is nothing else to be found." The subordinate took a deep breath and tried to maintain a calm state of mind as much as possible.

"Ugh"

Jodio stood up and turned his back to look out the window in annoyance. Three years had passed. He had collected all kinds of books, from "Ten Secrets I Have to Tell in the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect" to "Guide to Custom Shops in the Heaven Dou Empire" to "Magical Soul Beasts", "Shrek Killer", "When the Dungeon Emerges", "The Secret of Human Nature", "Dark Psychology" and other books. But there was no record of saints or "bones".

Jodio knew that the more the thing actively looked for it, the more likely it was to go wrong. Only when the time was right could it really be caught. But now that the 'fang' had appeared, it hadn't appeared yet. Jodio had to wonder if his guess was wrong. Maybe the appearance of the fang had nothing to do with the thing.

"Boss, please forgive my incompetence." The man immediately knelt on one knee and begged.

"Well, it's not your fault. It's just that what I'm looking for is too rare." Jodio realized that it was his aura and pressure that were too strong that made the person who was working for him feel uneasy. He immediately retracted his aura and pressure, and his irritability as well, and he was no longer so anxious.

"I was a little impatient. It's not your fault. You all have worked hard." Jodio organized his words and spoke slowly.

"It's not hard to work for the boss." The man immediately lowered his head and stroked his chest with one hand.

"The mission remains the same. You still do your best to collect information about the 'saint' and the 'bone'. This bone is not a soul bone, but in short, spread the word to the whole city and tell them that as long as they can get such news, no matter true or false, as long as it is reasonable, then I will owe them a favor and can do something for them that does not violate my bottom line." Jodio sat down again with his hands on the armrests of the sofa and said.

"Boss, excuse me, it's really hard to find the exact answer with only these three keywords."

The subordinate mustered up the courage to ask Jodio, but he actually regretted it the moment he asked. What a joke, how could something that such a big shot would go looking for and even owe a favor to someone be just an ordinary thing! This is just like asking an emperor what kind of memorials he approved today, asking a general where he plans to attack, and asking an old demon Araki why he still looks so young!

"He's dead," the subordinate thought in horror.

"Your name is Banana, right?" Jodio recalled. There are about 2 to 300 people in the organization now. It is not easy for ordinary people to remember all the names, but it is just right for Jodio.

"Banana, do you believe in miracles?" Jodio asked slowly, standing up with his hands on his hips.

"Miracle.?"

"Yes, a miracle, a real miracle."

"The so-called miracles are extraordinary events and births. For example, a level 10 spirit master defeated a Titled Douluo. We call it a miracle. For example, a person gave birth from a dead body. We call it a miracle. For example, a dead body resurrected on its own after death. We call it a miracle. For example, a natural disaster was predicted. We also call it a miracle."

"Those legendary gods are too far away from us, and the so-called miracles have become blurred and difficult to distinguish. In today's history, the only things we can believe in are miracles. Everyone believes that miracles really happen, and those who are blessed by multiple miracles are naturally happy and are destined to be blessed by miracles and achieve extraordinary achievements." Jodio explained.

"Those who are blessed by miracles and accomplish extraordinary feats are called saints. Among them, one characteristic is the most notable, and that is that they appear twice after death and cause at least two miracles." Jodio suddenly bent down and squatted down to speak face to face with Banana.

"Go and find it, show it to me. As long as you can succeed, I will give you a future that you can't imagine." Jodio patted his shoulder again and said with a smile.

←To Be Continued

Chapter 39 Bone Part

"Two miracles after death?"

After Banana left, he still felt incredible. He seemed to have heard a very ancient secret and a legendary language. But! Lord Jodio, who knew all this, was even more incredible! Dio-sama, for you, we are willing to go through fire and water!

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Dai Mubai, who was surrounded by beautiful girls, felt like he had passed through a sea of flowers without leaving a single green. But why? He was enjoying himself.

Tonight he thought he was going to do something shady with Jodio, but he didn't expect that Senior Ma Hongjun would lead him to a not-so-decent place of entertainment and then immediately show off. A large table of food and drinks, a lot of beautiful girls ordered, Dai Mubai still wanted to be a gentleman, but seeing this posture, he couldn't hold it back. He wanted to yell, but there were really too many beautiful girls ordered.

But Senior Ma's attitude was also very strange. He just ate a big meal and left immediately, telling Dai Mubai to have fun while he went to help Jodio. This made Dai Mubai very confused. Why didn't he call him this time? Did he dislike him?

"Impossible, didn't Jodio say he would guide me?" Dai Mubai said to himself, looking at the ceiling of the private room.

"Hey, sir, what are you talking about?" asked a woman of romance who was dressed up in a gorgeous way, just like the classic heroine who was being driven away in a car drama.

"Do you know Jodio?"

Dai Mubai is not very interested in these women now. He is in the period between thinking and enlightenment, and is not interested in these rouge and vulgar powder. He is just curious, what is Jodio doing? Is he testing his endurance?

"Dio-sama? He's a big shot in the city." A woman interrupted.

"Dio-sama is the little sun of the city, and he is very kind to us sisters." Another woman explained.

"Favor?" Dai Mubai's subconscious reaction was some plot from novels.

'With Dior-sama here, we have a clear sky. In the past, the madam didn't treat us sisters as human beings and even refused to let us see the doctor. Now she doesn't dare to do anything about it and even has to give us soul coins for our retirement.'

"Although I have never met Lord Dio, I respect him from the bottom of my heart. Guest, do you know Lord Dio?"

"How could I not recognize him? Didn't you see who brought him here? That was Master Ma Hongjun, who is said to be the man who will take over Master Dior's job sooner or later."

"Ah? Why did I hear that it was Oscar-sama who would take over?"

Dai Mubai didn't want to listen to these gossips anymore, he immediately stood up, dressed and prepared to leave. He wanted to know what Jodio meant.

"Oh my lord, can't you play for a while?"

"Sir, my unique skills will leave you with an unforgettable aftertaste~"

"Sir, our four great beauties have a wealth of unique skills."

Dai Mubai felt disgusted when he saw these rouge and powder. He said to them, "You women! What are you crazy about?"

"Quack! You ignorant woman! Stop bothering me, Dai Mubai! I, Dai Mubai, am a great man! How could I be interested in you, a bunch of unreasonable women!" Dai Mubai angrily slammed his hand, closed the door and left. He walked towards the familiar barbecue restaurant angrily, wanting to find out what he was going to do!

The heavy crash forced Dai Mubai to stop and look sideways. He saw two soul masters fighting. Judging from their soul rings, they all looked like great soul masters. Fighting? Why?

"Xiangs! Don't go too far! Don't think that I, Kaidu, am afraid of you! Why are you biting me like a mad dog? Don't be so ungrateful!"

"Kaidu! Do you know who you have provoked? You idiot! How dare you displease Lord Jodio? Today is the day you die!"

The two soul masters collided again. This time, Dai Mubai saw clearly that one of them had a fire dog spirit and the other had a green snake spirit. They both seemed to be soul masters with good strength. But they still didn't explain why they were fighting. Could it be a mission within the organization?

"Stop it!"

Dai Mubai decisively summoned his spirit to possess him and accelerated to block the two of them. As the top spirit among the strong attack spirits, the White Tiger had a very high suppression effect on the two of them. Without spending much effort, Dai Mubai punched them left and right and knocked them back at the same time, forcing them to continue watching each other vigilantly.

"Who are you? Don't you know that this is Lord Jodio's territory?" the great soul master named Xianges asked vigilantly.

"Of course I know. Tell me, what is this guy doing here?" Dai Mubai asked the two with a cold face.

"Brother Soul Master, I am working for the City Lord. Help me kill this ignorant bastard, and I will reward you handsomely!" Kaidu said excitedly.

"Have you finished talking?" Dai Mubai asked with a cold face, and Kaidu immediately felt something was wrong. He was not afraid after hearing the city lord. This guy must be a country bumpkin!

"What a nonsense! I'm asking you why you want to fight, not to listen to your nonsense! You red-haired one! Tell me why you two are fighting!" Dai Mubai asked angrily, pointing at Xiangges.

"My friend, this guy not only didn't pay after eating in the restaurant, but also beat up the owner in the name of not liking the food. The owner of that restaurant has been seriously injured. As the manager of this street, I have the power and responsibility to teach this guy a lesson and make him understand what is right and what is wrong." Xianges explained sincerely.

"Is that so?" Dai Mubai looked at Kaidu again and asked.

“Brother, this is all bullshit.”

"You bastard! I'm asking you a question, don't you understand what I'm asking?"

Dai Mubai was furious and activated his first soul skill, White Tiger Body Barrier, to increase his strength. He pinched Kaidu's throat with one claw, but he still didn't pinch it hard. He just tightened his strength, causing that guy to foam at the mouth.

"It's just like an emperor questioning his subjects, a teacher asking questions to his students, and parents asking questions to their children. When I ask you what happened, it doesn't mean I want to hear your excuses! Instead, I want to restore the course of events from your perspective!" Dai Mubai grabbed Kaidu's throat and cursed.

"It really ruins my mood!" Dai Mubai angrily threw Kaidu to the ground and ignored him. Today is really ruining my mood. Why are so many people so ignorant? I should hurry up and find Jodio to ask him about it.

Dai Mubai was filled with mixed emotions and confusion. For a 12-year-old like him, this was no less than a shock. He desperately wanted his own explanation and opinion, not Jodio's.

What should he do? What should he do? Dai Mubai knew deeply that he had to have an answer.