Douluo: The Peerless King Dong'er's Restarted Life

Chapter 403 What? My crystal plate has been taken?
"What small shop?" Manager Wang asked, somewhat bewildered.

"It's nothing." Seeing Manager Wang's blank expression, Tang San knew that it was impossible to rely on Manager Wang to find Flander's shop.

It's better to just wander around the city; you might just find it.

Thinking this, Tang San actually discovered a shop that looked quite special while he was shopping.

The shop has a small storefront, but it has a sign that looks very similar to the one on the Spirit Hall token.

A longsword, a hammer, and a blue lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex.

Stepping into the shop, it was rather dimly lit.

The only person who looked like the boss was lying on a recliner with his eyes closed, as if he were dozing.

Tang San's eyes quickly scanned the shelves in the shop, a hint of excitement rising in his heart.

Crystallized glass, gold plating!
His "unlimited" dragon beard needles are coming soon!

But what puzzled Tang San was that no matter how he looked around, there wasn't a single thing on the shelves that looked like a crystal plate.

"Boss, do you have anything else here?" Tang San asked the person on the recliner.

"No, no, go away, don't bother me if you don't have money." The boss waved his hand impatiently.

"Is there really nothing else?" Tang San asked, unwilling to give up.

The boss finally raised his eyelids, glanced at Tang San, and said, "So what exactly do you want?"

"A piece of crystal."

"Crystal? There's plenty of crystal out there, are you blind?"

Tang San took a deep breath.

It feels like everything has gone wrong since I arrived in Soto City.

First, he fought with Dai Mubai, and now he almost got into a fight with Dean Flander here.

"Are you going to buy it or not? If not, get out!"

"Manager, actually I am..."

"I don't care who you are. If you're not going to buy anything, get out and don't bother me."

"Master," Tang San uttered two words.

The boss immediately opened his eyes and looked at Tang San carefully, only then noticing that Tang San was wearing a belt inlaid with gemstones around his waist.

"You know the master? He gave you this belt?"

Tang San nodded and said, "Yes, Master is my teacher."

The boss sat up abruptly from his recliner. "How do you know me? Did he tell you?"

“But even he didn’t know my shop was here… Yes, he must have come here secretly.”

"You send your own disciple here, but you just sneak around like a mouse? Xiao Gang, you rascal..."

After rambling on for a while, the shopkeeper looked at Tang San and asked, "What did you just say you wanted?"

"A piece of crystal should be a plate-shaped transparent crystal, which may have some impurities on it."

The boss thought carefully for a moment, but couldn't remember.

He shook his head. "I don't remember. It might have been bought by someone else."

"What? My crystal plate has been taken away?" Tang San was shocked.

Aside from someone like him who possesses Tang Clan secrets and knows how to use hidden weapons, who else would need Ban Jingfa Gold?
Seeing that Tang San seemed to really need this item, the shopkeeper tried hard to recall and finally remembered something.

"Oh, it seems like it was six years ago, a very cute little girl bought it." "She wanted those crystals, but couldn't afford them, so she bought the one with impurities instead."

Is this thing important to you?

"No, it's not important." Tang San immediately denied, "It's just that I... um, my mother used to have a similar one, but I lost it."

"So I was thinking, maybe I could see it somewhere else..."

"What a good child." The boss was moved to tears. "He truly deserves to be Xiao Gang's disciple. His filial piety is truly touching."

Tang San's face flushed slightly; he had never even met his mother before.

But how could he tell outsiders that crystalline gold could be used as a material for concealed weapons?

Even if this person is the dean of Shrek Academy.

Xiao Wu, standing to the side, kept her head down, trying hard to keep a straight face from laughing out loud.

Mom? Has Tang San really met his mother?
Or rather, does he really know what his mother went through?

Unexpectedly, besides being a pervert and having a perverted father, Tang San could lie without even thinking.

Even if she's a bird in a cage, she's still a bird in a cage herself.

If it weren't for the fact that the Title Douluo needed to wait for Tang San to grow up, he wouldn't be here, jumping around like this.

Having failed to obtain the golden plate, Tang San and Xiao Wu walked out of the shop somewhat dejectedly.

However, since there is gold in this world, there must be more than just this one piece. Tang San believed that he would eventually encounter another piece of gold-plated crystal.

Then, the two checked into two rooms at a rather simple hotel. Two days later, they left Soto and headed south.

The master told him the address of Shrek Academy, which was just south of Soto City.

However, after walking for a while, they still didn't find any magnificent academy buildings nearby, until they arrived at the entrance of a village and found that a lot of people had gathered there.

They were all teenagers around their age, along with their parents.

At the entrance of the village, there was a long table with an elderly man in his sixties sitting behind it, wearing a green circular badge on his chest.

Behind him was another wooden archway with a somewhat tattered plaque hanging on it.

The signboard features a green monster head and the words "Shrek Academy" written behind it.

"No way, this is Shrek Academy?" At this moment, Xiao Wu couldn't care less about anything else and couldn't help but complain, "This looks a million times worse than Notting Academy!"

Ahead of them, a boy's mother murmured to herself, "Is this the academy that claims graduates can become imperial viscounts?"

The boy's father said somewhat uncertainly, "Didn't we run into people from the Spirit Hall before we came? That's what they said, so it shouldn't be false, right?"

The boy looked at the wooden archway of Shrek Academy with utter disdain and pouted, "Dad, I'm considered a genius in the junior academy, how can I study in such a disgraceful academy?"

"Perhaps this is a test?" the boy's father said.

"A test?" The boy curled his lip. "Shouldn't the first thing an academy should do be to make its students feel that the academy has real substance?"

"What are they trying to test by making something so rudimentary? Are they testing whether we judge people by their appearance?"

"This..." Upon hearing this, the boy's father realized that it made sense.

No matter what, the image of a college is like the face of a person.

Given the choice between a disheveled beggar and a refined young man, wouldn't anyone be more inclined to like the latter?

Doesn't this college understand this principle?

Tang San overheard the conversation of the family in front of him and glanced at them with a hint of disdain.

This is an academy recommended by his master; these people are so short-sighted!
(End of this chapter)