People in Douluo, the mastermind behind the scenes

When Huo Yuhao took the form and took a look at it, the expression on his face froze instantly. The content on this form... was a little too detailed.

Huo Yuhao stammered, “Your Highness, Saint, how can there be agricultural knowledge in this? My mother is a tailor who specializes in making clothes for a certain soul master’s family. I have never been involved in any farm work, so I don’t understand agricultural knowledge at all.”

The seamstress's son?

Qin Mengmeng keenly sensed that something was wrong. She clearly saw that when the young man in front of her said the word "tailor", the little finger of his right hand moved twice.

"In that case, please fill out this form."

As she spoke, Qin Mengmeng opened the drawer and pushed a brand new form in front of Huo Yuhao again.

The content of this form was obviously much less than the previous one, but the problem was... the column for place of origin on the form was extremely eye-catching, and the identity he disguised would not stand up to scrutiny.

Huo Yuhao knew very well that if he questioned the column of native place, it would inevitably arouse Qin Mengmeng's suspicion. Why not... just write a random city. Would the Ningyun Sect be able to verify it?
Thinking of this, Huo Yuhao picked up the carbon pen on the table and filled out the form carefully.

Name: Chen Yu

Age: seventeen years old
Martial Soul: Ice Scorpion

Soul power: Level 41

Birthplace: Xingluo City, Xingluo Empire
After filling out the form, Huo Yuhao was taken away by the deacon to arrange a dormitory.

Qin Mengmeng sat in the office chair, her chin resting on her hands, looking at the form in front of her, her thoughts drifting to who knows where.

At this moment, Han Ruoruo walked out of the secret room, walked up quickly, and hugged Qin Mengmeng's neck. "Mengmeng, is there anything wrong with that person just now?"

"As for the problem... there must be one, but I am a little confused about his purpose right now. I don't know why he came here."

Qin Mengmeng pointed to the soul power column and said seriously: "Ruoruo, you say... a seventeen-year-old four-ring soul master, even if he is from a commoner family, under normal circumstances, will a soul master with his talent be discriminated against?"

"Not really." Han Ruoruo pondered, "As for the nobles, there are big and small ones. A soul master with his talent can already be on par with the disciples of middle-class noble families. Unless he has a weird temper and can't get along with anyone, he is hated by everyone. The noble circle is not as dirty as he says. Even Shrek Academy creates a false impression of fairness and justice."

Qin Mengmeng said helplessly: "That is to say, this person is full of flaws. It is obvious that he is not a spy sent by Nan Dou Ling or Shrek City to gather intelligence. If he does not have any mission, is there any need for him to lie about such a thing?"

"Then... is there a possibility that he really didn't have any mission with him, and didn't even get the approval of the forces he was loyal to, and just ran away secretly on his own initiative..."

Having said that, Han Ruoruo's expression suddenly changed. She subconsciously looked at Qin Mengmeng, and a name emerged in her mind.

……

Huo Yuhao lay on his bed in the single dormitory, tossing and turning but unable to fall asleep.

Qin Mengmeng has changed a lot. At first glance, she gives people a bright feeling, but the problem is that he always feels that something is strange.

"Let's take a shower first."

Huo Yuhao murmured, jumped off the bed, walked quickly into the bathroom, and turned on the shower. The moment he took off his clothes, Huo Yuhao finally understood what was wrong.

Seeing Huo Yuhao's decadent look, Tianmeng Ice Silkworm sniffed and said tentatively: "Little Yuhao, do you feel that you are incomplete? You...wait for a while, until I recover some strength, and then I can help you rebuild your body."

"Brother Tianmeng, forget it. I think this is good. At least... I won't have that kind of feelings for women anymore."

Huo Yuhao leaned against the wall and said expressionlessly: "After so many things happened, I no longer believe in so-called love. In fact... there is still a girl in my heart, and I dream of renewing our relationship with her, but I know that I am sorry for her, I am sorry for her!"

"After Dong'er died, I completely ignored her feelings and forced her to death!"

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault!"

Tianmeng Iceworm: "..."

People have been dead for tens of thousands of years. What's the point of you confessing those things here?

Having tasted the bitterness of "husband and wife are birds of a feather, but fly away separately when disaster strikes", don't you think it's a bit too late to regret having treated Wang Qiuer harshly?
I'm spoiled, purely spoiled. Do you really think that all girls should revolve around you, Huo Yuhao, and be true to you, Huo Yuhao, and won't leave you just because you're lonely?
This was the first time that Tianmeng Ice Silkworm was angry... Oh no, to be more precise, he was angry at Huo Yuhao. Because he couldn't control his emotions, he no longer wanted his little brother?
Where has the Huo Yuhao, who was determined to become stronger and dared to face difficulties, gone?

Ugh!
Seeing Huo Yuhao still kneeling on the ground and crying bitterly, Tianmeng Bingcan sighed, stopped paying attention to the outside world, and lay back in Huo Yuhao's spiritual sea of ​​consciousness and fell asleep.

Silent all night.

The next morning, Huo Yuhao got up early, dressed himself carefully, and then walked out of the dormitory contentedly.

After venting his anger last night, Huo Yuhao regained his self-confidence. He wanted to become a god, to become the Supreme God King, and to win back Miss Qiu'er's broken heart.

As long as Huo Yuhao can become a god, it doesn’t matter whether Miss Qiu’er agrees or not, or whether she has feelings for him or not.

The twisted melon is not sweet, but it quenches your thirst.

At worst, he could build a secret room in the Temple of Emotions and lock Miss Qiu'er in it and raise her like a canary.

If ten thousand years are not enough, then one hundred thousand years will be enough. If one hundred thousand years are not enough, then one million years will be enough. As long as he is good enough to Miss Qiu'er, one day, his relationship with Miss Qiu'er will return to the level of the previous life.

As he thought about this, Huo Yuhao walked into the Yeya City Farmers Association branch office with great anticipation.

"Your Highness, I'm here to report to you."

In order to pretend that he didn't know etiquette, Huo Yuhao deliberately performed a non-standard etiquette.

Qin Mengmeng nodded, took out a form from the drawer and pushed it in front of Huo Yuhao.

"Fill out this form."

Huo Yuhao took the form and after reading the contents, he could not help but ask, “Your Highness, Saint, you asked me to evaluate the merits and demerits of Shrek Academy, but I have never been a member of Shrek Academy. I don’t know where to start?” (End of this chapter)