Douluo: Lord of Arms

Chapter 32 Small talk
After the afternoon class, Lin Xingyu and six other students went to the restaurant for lunch together.

The academy has spared no effort in supporting Class 10. Although Dean Yu Zhen may appear bookish, once he makes a decision, it's done with swift resolution and without hesitation.

Just take Lin Xingyu and the other six as an example. The preferential treatment provided by the academy, from academics to daily life, has been implemented in every aspect. Take their daily diet, for example. They can enjoy nutritious meals to their heart's content, building a solid foundation for their high-intensity training and ensuring sufficient energy to support every effort.

Lin Xingyu simply let go. Since it was free, he would eat as much as he could. He had saved a little before because he had to use his money to buy spiritual medicine to promote the cultivation of qi and blood, and to buy metal to strengthen the ability of his first soul skill.

Naturally, he had to be frugal in his daily life. He wouldn't give up his cultivation time to spend a lot of time on tasks just to have enough money. He would only do some design drawings in his spare time to maintain his cultivation at the highest efficiency.

Now that they had free A-level meals, they naturally had to eat their fill. Gu Yue and Xie Xie were stunned by what they saw. It was the first time they saw someone who could rival Tang Wulin in eating.

Xie Xie whispered, "So, their physical fitness is so good because they eat a lot? Are they really human?"

Zhang Yangzi couldn't help but mutter, "Perhaps if I eat more, my physical fitness will really improve?" He looked at the food he had finished, touched his stomach, and forced himself to get another meal. Wang Jinxi and Xie Xie followed silently.

Seeing the expressions of these people, Gu Yue was filled with helplessness and couldn't help but roll his eyes. Are they going to turn everyone into good-for-nothings?
In the end, Lin Xingyu only ate sixteen meals of meal A and then stopped. This was already the limit of his body. If he ate any more, he would have to use his qi and blood to promote digestion.

Tang Wulin looked at Lin Xingyu and chuckled, "Amazing! This is the first time I've seen someone eat almost as much as me. Even though you're not as good as me, can you still eat?"

"No, I've eaten enough. I'm still not as good as you. You eat it yourself." Lin Xingyu said with a smile.

In the end, Tang Wulin ate twenty-eight Class A meals by himself.

The reputation of being a glutton is indelible.

On the way back to the dormitory after dinner, Zhang Yangzi walked over to Lin Xingyu and asked, "Xingyu, what second career did you plan to choose this afternoon?"

Lin Xingyu said: "I majored in mecha designer and minored in blacksmith."

"Huh?" Zhang Yangzi was a bit surprised. Lin Xingyu had not only decided on his second career choice, but he also seemed to have chosen two at once. Is that okay? Didn't Teacher Wu recommend choosing one of the four options: forging, mecha design, mecha manufacturing, or mecha maintenance?

They are still young and unsure of which direction they will have the best chance of developing in. They still have more than two years to experiment, so there is still plenty of time.

"You have already determined the direction, why did you choose two at once?" Gu Yue's somewhat cold voice came over.

Tang Wulin, Xie Xie, and Wang Jinxi also looked over curiously, confused as to why Lin Xingyu had chosen two at once. Except for Tang Wulin, no one else had yet chosen a second career.

"Yeah." Lin Xingyu nodded and said, "I chose my second career very early. I have a good talent for mecha design, so it doesn't take much time for me to learn it. Now I'm a level 5 mecha designer. At level 5, the thing that's holding me back from further improvement isn't my knowledge, but my lack of soul and mental strength. I don't want to waste the rest of my time. Among the remaining careers, I also have a good talent for forging, so I took the time to learn it as well."

As soon as he finished speaking, an invisible barrier suddenly appeared between them. The smiles on Tang Wulin and the others' faces froze instantly. Their mouths opened slightly, but as if something was blocking them, not a single word could escape. Silence enveloped them instantly. After a long pause, as they were almost at the dormitory, Tang Wulin finally spoke, "I heard that secondary professions are very profitable after reaching level five. Is that true?"

Lin Xingyu looked at him in surprise, then nodded in understanding. "That's right. Any secondary profession will undergo a qualitative change when it reaches level five. The ability to make money will be greatly improved."

After hearing Lin Xingyu's words, Tang Wulin's eyes instantly shone with a fiery light.

……

After returning to the dormitory, Lin Xingyu did not read books today, but chose to take out the Baifeng Iron for refining.

Lin Xingyu then calmed his mind and slowly entered a meditative state. As soon as he immersed himself in it, he keenly sensed that his armor seemed to be endowed with mysterious power. A layer of golden-red light gently enveloped it like a veil, shimmering brilliantly.

Looking closely, there are dense spots of light in the light, like stars in a summer night, flickering on and off, as if each spot of light contains unique energy, together forming a dreamlike and wonderful scene.

Inside the room, the neatly arranged suits of armor seemed to be awakened by some mysterious force. As if in sync, they resonated with each other, emitting a subtle yet profound vibration, whispering an untold story. Simultaneously, a faint glow gradually emerged from the surfaces of the armor. This soft and mysterious light intertwined and reflected each other, filling the entire room with a magical atmosphere.

……

The morning light faded, the sky turning pale, gradually dispelling the night. The city slowly woke from its slumber, and the streets were shrouded in a soft halo of light.

Lin Xingyu sat quietly on his bed, a tranquil aura lingering around him, lost in meditation. After an unknown amount of time, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes, a glint of clarity in them. Then, he stretched out his body comfortably and rested comfortably. Last night, with his wholehearted practice, he had successfully broken through to level 29 in his soul power. At this moment, he felt brimming with strength and exceptionally high spirits.

At his current training pace, his soul power would reach level 30 in two months at most, or as fast as a month and a half. It was undeniable that this martial soul mimicry training ground had truly worked wonders, increasing his training speed by 10%. In this unique environment, the concentration and circulation of soul power became increasingly smooth, and with every breath he could feel the trajectory of his growing strength.

"It's time to elevate my soul," Lin Xingyu thought about his future path.

He stood up, relaxed his muscles, and then began his martial arts training. He felt the energy and blood nourishing his entire body, penetrating deep into his bones. His entire body was filled with strength. His flesh, bones, and internal organs were all nourished by the energy of the blood. A golden glow began to emanate from his entire body.

He couldn't help but feel even happier.

After breakfast, he walked into the classroom in a cheerful mood. Although the few people in the classroom were still a little stunned by his seemingly casual words yesterday about a Level 5 mecha designer, they were still a little stunned. But that was a Level 5 professional!

Wu Zhangkong strode into the classroom with a stern expression. He remained handsome and cool, his gaze piercing as he scanned the six students before him. He said gravely, "This morning we'll have a practical class. Let's first summarize the previous promotion match. How do you think you did?"

(End of this chapter)