Douluo: What the hell is the academic master development system?

Chapter 37 Wang Yan's Little Thoughts

Wang Yan left in a hurry after dinner, but Chen Ping was still busy.

The reason why he soaked the ingredients now was not because he had mastered the entire production process of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, but just to save time.

After all, it is difficult to learn the entire production process of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall in one go, but if you practice specifically on how to handle the ingredients, remove the hair that needs to be removed, and soak the food that needs to be soaked, it is relatively simple.

This is similar to the forward and reverse stick techniques that Chen Ping used in front of Beibei before. Learning a complete set of stick techniques is difficult, so why not learn a few moves and use them first?
So, as soon as he finished processing the ingredients, Chen Ping returned to his room and began his daily exercise and meditation like an ascetic monk.

[I have learned a new technique: left circle and right square]

[Proficiency: Beginner]

[Tips: After mastering movement meditation, you can easily maintain a meditative state while doing other things in most situations.]

Improving your proficiency in this skill will only allow you to complete two different tasks more skillfully, but will not allow you to do more. If you have such needs, please obtain the 'Secret Technique - Distraction Control'.

"Ok?"

Chen Ping listened to a series of prompt sounds, and with some confusion, he put down the desk on his back and put it back in its original place.

He actually figured out new skills on his own?

"Left circle, right square" probably means the technique of drawing a circle with the left hand and a square with the right hand. It is a fitting name for the technique he mastered.

Moreover, Chen Ping was very keen to notice one thing. What he understood about the left circle and right square was a skill.

The distraction control mentioned later in the system is a secret technique.

So, in addition to skills and secret techniques, are there higher-level skill levels, such as unique skills?

Keeping this in mind, Chen Ping once again carried the solid wooden desk in front of him, which weighed about twenty or thirty pounds, and began to squat again and again without haste or slowness.

After practicing for another two hours, he still had to continue learning how to make Buddha Jumps Over the Wall.

He had spent several hours intensively, reopening the simulation training ground dozens of times before he had fully understood how to process each type of food.

In the following time, he had to maintain meditation while learning the next steps of preparing ingredients from the simulation training ground.

The Golden Crow rises three times, and the Jade Rabbit falls three times.

Chen Ping stayed in his room for the past three days without going out.

He ate a little during the day to fill his stomach, and mainly relied on the food that Wang Yan packed up at night to survive.

If Wang Yan was still a little indifferent to Chen Ping's words the night before, when he returned home again, he could already smell all kinds of strange fragrances floating in the room.

On the kitchen stove, which had been unused for years, clay pots of various sizes were bubbling on the fire, and the white soup, as white as jade, made one's mouth water just by looking at it.

At this time, Wang Yan could still hold back. He just swallowed subconsciously, nodded, praised and chatted a few words.

When he came back with the food box the next day to feed Chen Ping, the original white soup had transformed into clear and transparent soup.

The aroma of various ingredients seemed to have permeated the entire house, making Wang Yan absent-minded during his meal. He would occasionally look at the jars in the kitchen.

The faint smell of meat in the room seemed to turn into a small hand made of smoke, floating in front of Wang Yan, constantly hooking his hand, asking Wang Yan to come over quickly and eat to his heart's content.

Fortunately, Wang Yan has to work overtime at Shrek these days, so he can just sleep on the floor without having to sleep in the staff dormitory.

Otherwise, Wang Yan himself didn't know whether he could resist the temptation and ruined the ingredients for Chen Ping in the middle of the night.

On the third day, Wang Yan, for the first time, returned to the staff dormitory at noon, during the busiest time of the day. Watching the soup transform from clear to golden, Wang Yan felt this excited for the first time ever for a meal.

"When will it be better?"

Wang Yan touched his stomach after he had just finished his meal. He was obviously full, but when he smelled the fragrance coming from the house, he always felt that he could eat another meal.

Chen Ping's face also showed some joy, because making Buddha Jumps Over the Wall is really tiring.

Fortunately, Chen Ping has already passed the most difficult stage of "one soup and three changes", and the next step is the simple finishing work.

"I can eat it when I get home from get off work."

Chen Ping gave a decisive reply.

"Wang Yan, thank you for your hard work during this period. You have been working overtime for several days in a row."

At the entrance of Shrek Academy, Wang Yan was following an old man who was covered in grease, had messy hair, and his clothes were torn in many places.

The old man looked quite bad. His clothes, which were supposed to be a white robe, had turned gray-brown and were torn in many places.

He was holding a wine gourd in his left hand and a chicken leg in his right hand, eating happily.

"Haha, everyone's been working really hard lately. I'm not the only one working hard. The files of the graduating students have been sorted out. Before the new students start school, there shouldn't be much work to do."

Wang Yan smiled lightly, revealing a sense of ease and comfort, as well as a barely perceptible hint of absent-mindedness.

"Well, Mr. Mu basically takes a break now. As for me, I really don't want to be busy with these writing matters, so I can only order you around more."

The old man devoured the chicken leg in just a few bites, and without blushing or beating his heart, he stated the fact that he was a big gangster.

"Now that things at the academy are all fine, I can rest assured to travel to the Far North again."

"Xiao Tao's evil fire is getting stronger every year. If I can't find the Ten Thousand Years Mysterious Ice Marrow for Luo Chen to evolve into a soul master with the ultimate ice attribute, Xiao Tao will probably be completely unable to continue her cultivation in a year or two."

"Ah, this girl is also miserable. She has such a good talent, but she has the evil fire phoenix spirit. Alas..."

Having said that, the old man shook his head with some regret and took a few sips of wine.

Wang Yan thought for a moment and then said, "Master Xuan, do you still remember what I mentioned to you these days about my distant nephew?"

The old man called Xuan Lao nodded and said, "I remember that. His martial spirit actually evolved from a willow stick into a dragon-touching stick. He is not a simple person. He has a kind heart and a fierce strength."

Wang Yan smiled and said, "That child. I plan to research the mystery of that child's martial spirit evolution when I have some free time. If I can find out something, maybe I can also help Xiaotao's martial spirit evolve from the Evil Fire Phoenix to her ancestor's Ten-Headed Phoenix martial spirit."

Xuan Lao was delighted when he heard this: "There are still ten Phoenix Martial Spirits. Nine Phoenix Martial Spirits are not something we can ask for."

"But you're right, this is a good research direction. Let's study it. If we can make Xiaotao's Evil Fire Phoenix Martial Spirit evolve into a Fire Phoenix Martial Spirit, it will be a huge surprise for us."

Wang Yan nodded and said, "Then Master Xuan, I won't see you off. I'm going back now."

Seeing that Wang Yan was waiting for him to turn into a stream of light and fly to the far north, Old Xuan sneered and tapped Wang Yan's head with his greasy fingers.

"You cunning boy, do you think my nose is not working well?"

"You have a delicious stew at home. It tastes different these days."

"I guess tonight is the day to lift the cauldron, right?"

(End of this chapter)