Douluo, my clone Groudon

Chapter 217 Name, Mecha Concept

“From today onwards, each of you will need to have a set of Shrek Academy uniforms made.” Gula’s gaze swept over the avatars. “Your mission remains the same: continue to refine your secondary professions. But now that you have the ability to cultivate independently, I will not interfere too much on a regular basis.”

He paused, his voice becoming solemn: "To facilitate future actions, I have given you names based on the characteristics of your respective martial souls, and I'd also like to take this opportunity to discuss your future plans."

The fingertip first pointed at the Abyss Avatar: "Being in the Abyss, yet untouched by its filth, your name is Bai Yuan. You specialize in mecha repair. In the future, I will send you to join the Blood God Legion to devour the power of the Abyss and strengthen yourself."

When turning to the murderous Liu avatar, a hint of admiration flashed in Gula's eyes: "Master of both telekinetic throwing knives, Liu Nian Dao, you are absolutely rational, specializing in mecha design."

"The Tang Clan likes to be war profiteers, so you're perfect for carrying out missions. Later, once I find a way to devour the power of the Abyss, you can also join the Blood God Legion."

Gula then changed the subject: "As for your existence, there's no need to worry about Shrek Academy discovering it. In the future, they'll be too busy taking care of themselves to look after other forces."

The youth who had transformed from the jade banyan tree had a gentle and natural appearance. Gula nodded and continued, "The true nature of wood is to return to simplicity. You can continue to focus on your original martial soul and the ultimate wood. Let's call you Mu Yi."

“You specialize in forging, so it’s perfect to send you to be Mu Ye’s apprentice. You can also learn forging from Master Zhen Hua.”

"When I have the chance later, I'll ask Gu Yue if there's any more Life Gold left. If she recovers from her injuries and there's not a single bit left... I'll go back ten thousand years ago to get it for you... Never mind, I'll make a few more trips and give each of us one piece."

Once the thought crossed his mind, Gula decided to sacrifice Huo Yuhao from at least six parallel universes, because he had so many opportunities.

When the Ghost King Vine was pointed at, the surrounding temperature seemed to drop a few degrees: "Parasitic manipulation, unpredictable and sinister, yin and yang in opposition... Yin myriad life."

"You specialize in the final mecha manufacturing, and then master more puppet or clone abilities. Sigh, looking at your eerie appearance, why doesn't the Sea God Pavilion call you over?"

Yin Wansheng shrugged, and Bai Yuan gave a soft hum.

"Then you should go undercover in the Holy Spirit Cult. I need to know their general movements, especially the whereabouts of Dark Phoenix Douluo. After all, we are master and disciple, so I have to help my teacher find her sister."

Gula pondered for a moment, his gaze finally settling on the blue lotus incarnation. Gula's tone was filled with expectation: "Six senses purified, Vajra of Lapis Lazuli, Blue Lapis Lazuli."

"I have the highest expectations for you because your martial soul attribute is a mutated mental martial soul based on the mental type. You are born with a seven-aperture exquisite heart and profound comprehension."

"From now on, you will follow the path of a researcher, temporarily studying artificial soul technology. After you have thoroughly mastered the technology, you will have another mission."

"You can prepare in advance from now on. Once you reach your bottleneck, I will send you out."

The five avatars nodded in unison, indicating their approval of the arrangement. Having official names would make their future actions much easier. With future plans in place, the avatars would no longer need to consult Gula on every matter.

After watching his avatars head to the Secondary Professional Association, Gula didn't linger. He took Qing Liuli straight to the Spirit Pagoda headquarters, passing through layers of checkpoints to reach the top floor.

"Teacher." Gula bowed to Leng Yaozhu, who was handling some business. "This is my newly formed Azure Lotus incarnation. I would like to ask you to guide her in learning how to create soul spirits."

Leng Yaozhu looked at Qing Liuli with great interest: "Interesting, the Soul Skill Avatar can reach such a level." As expected of a combination of a god-level martial soul and the Golden Tree.

She reached out and touched Qing Liuli's brow, a golden light flashed, "She does indeed possess independent consciousness... and she's a girl just like Yue'er..."

Leng Yaozhu glanced at Gula with regret, "Alright, let her learn from me."

Gula's legs tightened, and she wisely refrained from asking what the teacher was regretting.

After settling Qing Liuli in, Gula turned back to Shrek Academy and headed to the Mech Association. Entering the Mech Association's exhibition hall, Gula found himself surrounded by all sorts of mech models, from basic training types to advanced combat types.

The association's interior features a futuristic design, with holographic projections floating in the air, displaying the parameters and prices of different mechs.

The hall was empty, a stark contrast to the bustling Blacksmiths' Guild.

As Gula was receiving his student card at the registration desk, the teacher on duty couldn't help but remind him, "Student, mecha piloting will take up a lot of training time. Just treat it as a hobby and don't get distracted."

"Thank you for your concern, teacher." Gula smiled and accepted the card. "But I have my own plans."

As he walked through the Soul Guidance Corridor, his thoughts surged.

The Mech Association, being a professional association, is the first choice for most Soul Masters with less talent.

However, at Shrek Academy, where the most outstanding students gather, the outer academy sets the goal of graduating with a single-word battle armor, and very few students are distracted by studying mecha.

But Gula is different. His cultivation now requires a lot of time and effort. With his avatar helping him cultivate his secondary profession, he has plenty of time to do other things.

For example, you could learn to pilot a mecha and own your own mecha.

He had been very interested in Leng Yaozhu's black mecha before, especially since her mecha could transform between a mecha and a soul-guided vehicle, which was simply a man's dream come true.

So it's no wonder that Mu Ye is obsessed with mechas, which led to his lifelong hope of becoming a Super Douluo. Who wouldn't be confused by a giant mecha that can communicate with one's mind?

Gula is enjoying his mecha, unable to come up with a specific design, but it has to be cool! It has to be unique!

Through the glass, Gula stroked a miniature mecha model in a display case in the corridor. "Twenty thousand years of evolution have brought the Martial Soul system to near perfection."

"The super evolution device might have caused a sensation in Tang San's era, but now it's useless, far inferior to mecha and battle armor."

"But there are Steel-type Pokémon in the Pokémon world, and some Pokémon are ancient mechanical creations. Could these mechs be revived as real life?"

Gula's eyes flickered; once this crazy idea took hold, it could no longer be contained. Gula strode towards the training ground, dozens of experimental plans already swirling in his mind.

He needed to know whether giving life to machines would result in the creation of soul beasts or something never before seen.
Upon entering the training ground, Gula's gaze was immediately drawn to the black mech in the center. Its sleek lines concealed terrifying firepower, and the soul-guided array on its chest gleamed with a dangerous light.

"This is a scrapped mecha, just an empty shell, without an energy core. All the weapons on it have been used up. It was the mecha of a teacher who was killed in a soul-guided train attack. That teacher always wanted to revitalize mecha, but unfortunately few people from the academy came to visit."

A young man came over and explained things to Gula.

"Can I touch it?" Gula asked.

“Sure.” The young man nodded. “But it’s outdated. The latest mecha designs are several versions ahead.”

Gula offered no explanation, but simply stroked the mecha's cold metal shell. He sensed a faint pulse emanating from this steel construct.

(End of this chapter)