Full-time Heroic Spirit starting from Douluo

At noon, the sun is like fire.

Notting, west of the city.

Two figures, one old and one young, walked on the street paved with bluestones.

"Mistress, Grandpa has told you what you should explain. Grandpa will send you to the college and go back later. You and Xiaochen must obey the teacher in the college and never leave the college without authorization. Wait until At the end of the semester, grandpa will come to pick you up again."

Perhaps in order to allow the two children to enter the academy in a more dignified manner, Old Jack specially changed into a new set of clothes today and looked a little more energetic:

"By the way, mistress, you told me before that Xiaochen found a restaurant in the city to be a chef in order to adapt to life in the city. Why hasn't he come over yet? Doesn't he know that today is the day of school? "

Hearing this, Tang San lowered his head and felt a little guilty. Brother Chen left without saying goodbye, letting him find any excuse to lie to Grandpa Jack.

When Grandpa Jack asked, he looked at the cooking utensils in the room and blurted out that Brother Chen had found a job in a restaurant in Notting City.

Now there is no news for three whole months. When he thinks that Shi Shi may have actually gone to the Soul Hunting Forest, he is also very worried:

"Brother Shi..."

Suddenly.

A familiar smell wafted over, Tang San shrugged his nose, his eyes lit up, he pointed to a restaurant next to the street, and said happily:

"I understand, Grandpa Jack, Brother Shi is right there."

Old Jack looked in the direction Tang San pointed, and suddenly discovered that it was a restaurant with such a high standard that people didn't dare to enter easily. The plaque was engraved with:

Notting Banquet Hall Taishan!

Got it... A complicated expression appeared on Old Jack's face, and he finally seemed to have made up his mind:

"Okay, mistress, grandpa will be generous just once and take you to the restaurant next time before reporting to the academy."

"No, Grandpa Jack,"

Tang San pulled Old Jack's sleeve and walked into the restaurant.

This restaurant seems to be very popular among civilians in Notting City. During noon time, the restaurant is almost full of people.

The space between the tables is extremely narrow and can only accommodate one person. It is probably prepared for the waiters to pass.

The only thing that was different was that there was only one person sitting in that seat.

He was eating happily as if no one was watching, scooping up the food on the plate with a spoon and putting it into his mouth one by one.

"Well, Grandpa Jack, isn't that Brother Chen?"

As if he heard Tang San's conversation, the man raised his head and looked at them: "Hey, Xiao San'er, you're here. It's noon. Let's have something to eat together?"

"Here we come, Brother Chen."

Seeing that Shi Chen was safe and sound, Tang San smiled and said, "Grandpa Jack, let's go there."

Then he and old Jack sat across from Shi Chen.

After sitting down, Tang San realized that at this moment: his face was red, his face was covered with big beads of sweat, and his whole body was still steaming. He was eating the bright red and translucent... tofu on the plate?

"Hey, ha, do you want to eat something?"

It seemed that he was getting a little hot from eating, so he opened his clothes and let the cold wind flow in to cool him down a bit, then handed the spoon to Tang San:

"Try it, I made it."

"Brother Chen, when I smelled it outside, I knew it was your craftsmanship."

Tang San liked spicy food, and he was very familiar with Shi Chen's craftsmanship: "Then I won't be polite."

Taking the porcelain spoon, he eagerly scooped up a piece of tofu and sucked it into his mouth.

"Well, it's so hot, so numb, so spicy..."

The mouth is spicy and fragrant, full of chili scallions and minced meat particles;

Chew carefully, the tofu will be white, tender and soft, smooth and refreshing;

The combination of Sichuan peppercorns and red oil is perfect, and the blended flavor fully stimulates the entire mouth.

"This destructive power is so exciting, but it's delicious."

Originally, Tang San didn't eat much in the morning, and he had been on the road all morning, and now he was ravenous. After taking a bite of tofu, he entered the state of turmoil, and in the blink of an eye, a large plate of tofu was wiped out.

"Xiaosan'er, how are you? It's delicious."

"Yeah," Tang San nodded. After eating, he felt as if his stomach had become a forged iron furnace, burning.

There was sweat on his forehead, but his expression remained unchanged.

"That's right. The product produced by your brother Chen must be high-quality. If there is not enough, I borrowed their kitchen to make a big pot full of it."

After Shichen came back from the Soul Hunting Forest, he had already gone to Notting College first, but the martial arts opened by Su Yuntao proved to be in the hands of Old Jack, so he simply had to eat first and wait for Tang San and the others.

After eating wild game for three months, it was hard to get out. Of course, I had to treat myself to a good meal.

It turned out that the food cooked by the chef in this restaurant was bland and unpalatable, so he cooked it himself.

"Okay, let's have another...two games."

Tang San seemed to be a little unfinished: "Brother Chen, what is the name of this dish?"

"Good question, this is called 'Hell Level' Mapo Tofu."

Shi Chen turned to look at Old Jack beside him: "Grandpa Jack, do you want some?"

"Ahem, nothing can happen,"

Old Jack waved his hands repeatedly: "Grandpa can't afford the food cooked by a chef like you."

Looking at the two plates of mapo tofu brought back by the waiter, with thick oily red sauce and tangy spicy taste, Old Jack muttered in his heart:

No wonder the restaurant is so crowded and no one dares to sit near you. Everyone is forced to leave by the spicy smell.

Chef?

Shi Chen felt doubtful and looked at Tang San.

Tang San gave Shi Chen a 'you understand' look.

Shi Chen immediately understood that this was the cover given to him by Xiao San'er.

"Two more bowls of rice, thank you."

"why?"

"Eat along."

When the Sichuan-flavored Hell Mapo Tofu was poured over the rice and lingered between his lips and teeth, Tang San could only say: It tastes really good.

…………

After eating and drinking, the three of them left the restaurant and headed towards the Notting Junior Soul Master Academy not far away.

Along the way, Old Jack told the time again what he had told Tang San.

Roughly speaking, they are: the differences between junior, intermediate and advanced soul master academies; the nobility of the soul master profession; the dangers of hunting soul beasts; and the difficulty of graduating from soul master academies at all levels.

"The requirement for graduation from the junior soul master academy is to obtain a soul ring and become a soul master; the requirement for graduation from the intermediate soul master academy is to become a level [-] great soul master; the requirement for graduation from the advanced academy is to become a level [-] soul master..."

Hey, wouldn’t I be able to graduate already?

Skip a grade directly?

Shi Chen smiled. Normally, a child who awakens his martial soul at the age of six can reach the tenth level of soul power after five or six years of study. He and Xiao San were at the starting line right from the start.

No matter, I'm here to complete system tasks anyway.

"But don't think so much. Grandpa only hopes that you can successfully complete the junior and intermediate soul master academy and become a great soul master like Xixian Yuntao."

Old Jack looked a little sad: "Advanced Soul Master Academy, only those nobles and rich people have the opportunity to attend."

"Why, only nobles can attend high-level colleges?"

Tang San asked in surprise.

"Grandpa also said just now that hunting soul beasts is very dangerous. Soul masters like you who are civilians, after reaching level [-], must rely on your own strength to hunt soul beasts, which is even more difficult. "

"The nobles are different. They are accompanied by their family's soul masters, and they can also hire a dedicated team of soul masters, which greatly reduces the danger and difficulty of hunting soul beasts."

After listening to Old Jack's words, Tang San had a basic understanding of Douluo Continent and the structure of spirit masters.

In this regard, my feelings and understanding have become deeper.

noble?

Isn't this the case with the three Granny brothers and sisters...

Just like in his previous life, most people have struggled for most of their lives, just for that house or car, and spent half their lives in poverty, doing nothing;

But there are a few people who are born with no shortage of these things, and even with just their words, they can make the majority lose everything they have worked hard for half their lives.

This is the reality of society...

Of course, this is what their grandparents and fathers worked hard for.

"What are you talking about, grandpa?"

Old Jack stroked the heads of the two children and said with a kind smile: "You guys, don't think so much. You just need to study hard in the academy."

Grandpa Jack, why do your words sound so familiar to me... Shi Chen complained silently in his heart.

Soon,

The three of them saw a tall arch from a distance.

It is 20 meters wide and more than ten meters high. It is repaired from hard rock and equipped with an iron gate made of fine iron.

The arch is in the middle.

There are four characters "Notting College".

"Children, let's go." Old Jack was about to take Shi Chen and Tang San over, but was stopped by Shi Chen.

"Brother Chen, what's the matter?"

Tang San asked.

"There's no rush, mistress."

Shi Chen said slowly: "Before you go in, take off your clothes."

Tang San: "...ah?"

Immediately afterwards, Tang San saw Shi Chen take out a blue robe that wasn't luxurious, but wasn't shabby either, from the package he was carrying, and handed it to him:

"Put on this, and we'll go in again."

"why?"

"To prevent anyone from being blinded."

Although Tang San didn't understand what it meant, he did as he was told. His family was in a tight financial situation, and the clothes he wore were no different from rags compared to what Shi Chen had given him.

"Brother Chen, this dress fits just right. How do you know my body size?"

Shi: "...I have measured it."

I can't tell you that I can tell your size at a glance, and I just projected this dress into reality.

A big question mark appeared on Tang San's forehead: "Brother Chen, how did you measure it?"

"...Stop talking nonsense, reporting is important."

When Old Jack led the two of them to the gate, the young man guarding the gate stopped them as expected, but this time, he didn't say anything about their countrymen.

"Stop, this is the Soul Master Academy, what are you doing?"

Old Jack was just about to explain their purpose when Shi Chen spoke first, looking arrogant:

"Nonsense, it's the beginning of the school year. Of course the two of us are here to report. Could it be that we're here to say hello to you?"