Douluo: Peerless Beibei, the Bright Dragon King

Chapter 5: Shinto Companion
What Mr. Gong said was also what Beibei was thinking.

This trip was fruitful, beyond his expectations.

By the time I returned to my own cabin, it was already evening.

The door opened, and the fragrance floated into Beibei's nostrils.

The bright girl in the room was busy bringing plate after plate of delicious food to the table.

"Beibei, come in quickly."

"I've just learned some cooking skills. Try it and see if it tastes good. If you like it, I'll make it for you often in the future."

After entering the door, Beibei did not enjoy the delicious food with fragrant aroma immediately, but started to help Zhang Lexuan.

Seeing her busy with her work with great interest, Beibei thought about it again and again, and finally spoke:

"My meals, or to be more precise, our meals, will be provided by the inner courtyard cafeteria from now on. There is no need to trouble Sister Le Xuan."

Zhang Lexuan paused what she was doing and her voice sounded a little lonely.

"I made this meal, isn't it delicious?"

Bei Bei shook her head. "How could that be? The Sister Le Xuan in my memory would never give me something that doesn't taste good."

"I wish I could eat the food cooked by Sister Le Xuan every day."

"It's just...rather than just enjoying a bowl of porridge and a meal, I want to be with you, Sister Le Xuan, for a long time."

"You are extremely talented. You shouldn't waste your precious time on these trivial matters."

"After obtaining the status of the next-generation successor to the Sea God Pavilion Master, we will receive more resources from the academy, as well as the right to enter the Sea God Pavilion for cultivation."

"If you work hard in your cultivation, Sister Le Xuan, you will be able to reach the realm of an Eight-ring Soul Douluo within five years, before you turn twenty."

Hearing this, Zhang Lexuan couldn't help but complain: "No matter how talented I am, can I be as talented as you?"

"With your talent, in ten years or so you will surpass me and become a little man that I can rely on. Then it will be your turn to protect me."

"The Beibei in my memory would never refuse a little man who could be relied on by her sister."

She pinched Beibei's cheeks and pouted, "Stinky Beibei, you are not very old, but you act like an old man and you are even teaching your sister a lesson."

Beibei pushed her hand away with a frown on her face, brought the soup in the casserole to the table, and served two bowls.

"Do you still remember the goals the elders set for me?"

"Remember, the limit of human soul masters, the Ultimate Douluo."

"I believe, Beibei, you can definitely reach your limit, and become a more powerful Limit Douluo than Mu Lao!"

However, what she didn't expect was that Beibei gave a different opinion: "On the surface, the goal given by the elders is indeed the Ultimate Douluo."

"But the word 'surpass' was mentioned many times, and before 'limit'."

"Beyond the limit, what realm is that - God!"

"Becoming a god is not only the elder's expectation, but also my goal all along."

"The so-called Ultimate Douluo is nothing more than a scene along the way."

This is the first time Beibei confides in someone.

In other words, it was the god-level talent gained from six years of planning that gave Beibei the confidence to make his promise.

A look of shock appeared on Zhang Lexuan's face, and her cherry lips shaped into an "O" in shock.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, it is reasonable for Beibei to have the goal of becoming a god.

His unparalleled talent and his actions over the past six years have proven that he has lofty ambitions.

"So, Beibei, you urged me to seize the time to practice because..."

"Correct!"

"The road to becoming a god is difficult and hard."

"I don't want to walk alone on the path of God. I hope to walk with Sister Le Xuan."

"What I said before, 'long-lasting companionship', in other words, means eternal dependence."

"After becoming a god, you will have two people in one house, three meals a day, and four seasons."

"So, Sister Le Xuan... are you willing to walk this road to heaven and godhood with me?"

Zhang Lexuan came back to her senses from the brief shock, and her previous playful and mischievous expression changed to a serious one, gentle and considerate.

"Beibei..." "No matter when you ask or what you ask, there is only one answer from my sister."

"I do!"

…The next day, early morning.

Follow the instructions of the elder of Poseidon Pavilion.

As a transfer student, Beibei was arranged to enter Class One, Grade One, and directly entered the Wuhun Department after half a year.

As for why you didn’t enroll in the Soul Guidance Department?
Because even if he wanted to go, the elders would not agree.

Even Mr. Song, who was the most supportive of the development of the Soul Guidance Department, and the president and vice president of the Soul Guidance Academy, refused.

There is no other reason, it's just that his martial arts talent is off the charts.

The person who sent Beibei to the outer courtyard was none other than Mu Lao's eldest disciple, the dean of Wuhun Academy, Yan Shaozhe.

"Beibei, I'll leave it to you to conceal your identity and age."

"I think this little trouble is not a big deal for you."

"Haha~"

Beibei looked at him, quite speechless. He looked like a handsome middle-aged man, but his smile was like that of a fox spirit.

"to make!"

"All right!"

"Then please leave first, old man."

"As the dean of Shrek Academy, how can you personally send a transfer student who got in through the back door and used connections?!"

Yan Shaozhe: "..."

I got into the role pretty quickly.

Yan Shaozhe disappeared in a flash at the edge of the outer courtyard of Shrek Academy.

The last look was full of curiosity about the "whole story of the transfer student getting admitted through the backdoor."

On the way to the teaching building alone, Beibei dressed up carefully.

He put on the jade ring, adjusted the soul guide storage belt, and adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses without prescription.

The aura of the nouveau riche and the scum of society has almost become real.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The door of Class 1, Grade 1 was knocked loudly.

"Please come in!"

"Oh!"

The door was not pushed open, but kicked open.

One foot was stretched in first, and then Beibei walked in arrogantly with his feet splayed out.

The teacher who is giving the class is the Dean of Studies, Du Weilun in the original novel.

However, he is still just a class teacher and has not been promoted to the head of the Martial Soul Department.

Du Weilun was not surprised to see Beibei coming in. Since Beibei was joining the class as a transfer student, he would naturally inform his class teacher in advance.

Not only was it not surprising, but I was very happy.

Dean Yan promised personally that once Beibei finished his studies at the Foreign Affairs College, he would be promoted to the head of the Martial Soul Department!

Identifying the right person is the stepping stone for his progress!

He really wants to "join the ministry"!

"Let me introduce this student to you all. She is a new transfer student, Beibei."

"As for the personal introduction of the new students... well, there are still two and a half minutes before the end of get out of class, so I won't talk about it."

“Everyone use this time to communicate with each other.”

After saying that, he walked out of the classroom.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to talk, but he really doesn’t know. The dean has warned him to talk less, think less, and inquire less.

(End of this chapter)