Gourd of Douluo

Chapter 667: The Day After

The early morning sun shone through the mist, casting a layer of gold on the ancient bronze bell of Shrek Academy.

Zao Wou-Ki yawned as he climbed to the top of the bell tower.

In addition to being a teacher, he also works part-time as the college's security and bell ringing officer. He does three jobs for one salary. If one day he sees Flanders hung on a street lamp, it would definitely be a very normal thing.

Looking at the huge bronze bell five meters high in front of him, Zhao Wuji stretched lazily. His strong body made a sound like a bowstring being pulled. His body rose a few inches taller in the air. His arm muscles bulged, and accompanied by a whistling strong wind, he slapped the bronze bell hard with his palm as big as a palm fan.

When

The melodious sound of the bell, carrying the lingering sound of powerful soul power, echoed over the academy.

It was as if they were being stared at by an ancient ferocious beast. A chill suddenly crept into their hearts, and the students, who were still a little sleepy, instantly became alert.

The dewdrops condensed on the bluestone slabs reflected colorful light, illuminating the figures of students hurriedly walking into the classroom.

A few leaves swirled and floated to the windowsill. Flanders withdrew his gaze from the clock tower and murmured, "This old Zhao is venting his anger on the bronze bell again. This is a new clock that was just replaced last month."

Her gaze turned to the letter on the desk with the Spirit Hall emblem on it, still waiting for his reply.

Flanders was thinking about the contents of the letter and how to write a reply that would not be impolite to refuse, when he was interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Come in," Flanders said subconsciously.

The door opened and an unexpected person came into view.

Flanders was surprised and asked, "Xiaofeng, when did you come back?"

Wang Xiaofeng smiled and said, "It's been a few days."

"The matter with Mu Bai has been resolved, right? In the blink of an eye, the little tiger has become a prince of a country. Next time I see him, I might have to call him His Majesty and bow to him." Flanders joked.

"If he really dares to do that, I'll help you hold him down and let the fat man spank him."

Wang Xiaofeng walked to the shelf skillfully, fumbled in the secret compartment and took out Flanders collection of tea.

"Hey, this is Yunding's new tea. The dean has made a fortune recently."

"It's not about getting rich." When talking about business, the smile on Flanders' face disappeared.

"A fire broke out suddenly in your territory a few months ago. Although I rushed there with Shao Xin and Jiang Zhu as soon as I received the news, I was still a step too late. Some people were too seriously injured to be saved."

Although Shao Xin is a rare auxiliary soul sage, he is a food type, and his soul skills tend to restore soul power and increase attributes, and he is not proficient in treatment. Although Jiangzhu is specialized in treatment, she is only a soul sage, and she is not capable enough.

"After discussing with your steward who manages the affairs of the territory, he decided to suspend external business and maintain internal stability first.

The business includes providing food ingredients to Shrek, so the school has to find a new supplier. I am currently in charge of the school cafeteria logistics, and I am using it as an excuse to carry out activities to recall the bitter past and think of the sweet past. The students below have not found any problems yet, except that the voices complaining about the food being unpalatable are a bit too sharp. "

"These students are a little too spoiled. They can't stand just two days of hardship."

Flanders couldn't help but say, "Only your territory can provide such high-quality and affordable ingredients. Without you, the price of poultry in Tiandou City has risen by at least 50% in the past few months. Those merchants are really taking advantage of the situation."

"The worst one was Lao Zhao. He ran into my office, pointed at my nose and scolded me for more than half an hour, saying that I was greedy for money and even took my students' money. He even broke the door on purpose when he left. Later, I spent 7 copper soul coins at the timber market to find a piece of wood of similar color to put it back together."

Maybe because he had a unhappy past few months, Flanders talked on and on for a long time.

Wang Xiaofeng listened quietly and then said, "Dean, I have already dealt with the problems in the territory. The chickens, ducks, poultry meat and eggs that will be available in a week can be supplied to the college first. Fresh vegetables will have to wait for a while, but production activities are being restored in an orderly manner. You will not hear any complaints from students soon."

Flanders clapped his hands happily and said, "That's great."

There was a mixture of truth and falsehood in his tone.

On the one hand, he was very happy that someone had finally taken over the mess of canteen logistics, and he could finally return to his leisurely semi-retired life.

On the other hand, it was indeed as Zhao Wuji scolded, when he was in charge of logistics and purchasing food, he secretly changed the accounts and took some benefits.

Well, not much, just about 40,000 gold soul coins.

Flanders raised the teacup and took a sip, feeling somewhat guilty.

Wang Xiaofeng suddenly said, "By the way, Dean, the college is probably running out of money right now."

"There really isn't much money left." Flanders' heart tightened, thinking that Wang Xiaofeng had discovered something.

Wang Xiaofeng showed his white teeth, took out a stack of documents from the gourd and placed them in front of him: "I just happen to have a good idea here"

"Wait." Flanders quickly stopped him from speaking.

Wang Xiaofeng's clever idea had no drawbacks except that it cost money, but the college really had no money in its account.

He had overdrawn the empire's subsidies to the college by taking out loans for five years beyond this date.

"Don't worry, this is a way to make money." Wang Xiaofeng said confidently.

"How much money can you make?" Flanders began to relax.

Wang Xiaofeng held up two fingers: "At least two buildings can be earned in a year."

Isn't that an annual profit of at least 200,000?!

"What a great project! I'll sell everything I have to raise the money for you." Flanders couldn't wait to pick up the document. He couldn't help but read out loud the bold title on the black paper: "Adult Continuing Education Plan?"

Wang Xiaofeng talked freely: "Every year, about 44% of the students who graduate from Shrek Academy are unemployed. The conflicts of interest between civilian soul masters and noble soul masters, the scarcity of positions, the difficulty in matching the professional knowledge they have learned with the work, and other issues make it difficult for them to find easy and high-paying jobs."

"My plan is to establish a continuing education college to solve the pain points of these graduates and seize the opportunity of this billion-dollar market."

"The School of Continuing Education will be affiliated with Shrek College, and will use Shrek's reputation to attract students in the early stages. The college will provide three core services: skill certification training for civilian soul masters, customized special training for families/sects, and special talent supply chain services for enterprises/countries."

"The income comes from three sources: training fees charged to civilian soul masters based on class hours, annual service fees charged to families/sects, and talent recommendation fees."

Flanders flipped through the plan, which was very detailed. He knew the plan would definitely succeed, and he had even begun thinking about how to reduce costs and increase efficiency.

The training venues can be the old teaching buildings in Shrek Academy. As for the teachers, the new teachers will have to suffer. The housing prices in Tiandou City are so high now. If they don’t work hard, they will never be able to afford a house in the surrounding area.

Then I'll take this plan to the prince and say, "I've worked so hard for the future of the empire, so how can I not give him a subsidy of 1 million?"

"Dean, Dean?"

"Ah?" Flanders came to his senses and saw Wang Xiaofeng staring at him blankly.

"I'm done. Why have you been in a daze since just now?"

Flanders put down the plan in his hand and said, "This plan is really well written, but our college can't give you anything better."

The estimated profits from this plan are at least tens of millions of gold soul coins. If it is given to Shrek, it will be a loss.

Wang Xiaofeng waved his hand. "I am an outstanding graduate of Shrek, and a specially-appointed teacher hired by you, the dean. Moreover, I also hold 10% of the shares of the college. It is better to keep the wealth within the family."

Wang Xiaofeng was very grateful to Flanders for bringing Shao Xin and Jiang Zhu to rescue people in the first place. If they hadn't treated him in time, the casualties would have been more than that, and Gref wouldn't have survived. The infection of the burn wound alone would have killed him. The doctors in the territory were selected from refugees and slaves, and there were only a few with good skills. Their medical skills were not much different from those of barefoot doctors, and it was too difficult for them to treat such severe burns.

Flanders must have used his connections to frighten the villains. Otherwise, with their ruthless nature, they would have eaten up Zhufengling long ago.

Wang Xiaofeng drank the tea in his hand in one gulp, patted his butt and stood up: "Since you think this plan is good, I will not participate in the follow-up. I will just split the profits 90% as before."

Flanders tried to persuade him to stay, "You're leaving now. Why don't you stay for a while? Usually no one comes here."

"Next time, I also brought gifts for other teachers." Wang Xiaofeng pointed to the letter on the table, "Don't you have other things to do?"

Flanders subconsciously looked at the desk, and when he turned around, Wang Xiaofeng had already left.

When Flanders thought about the contents of the letter, he felt a headache.

The person who wrote the letter was the first student to graduate from Shrek. His talent was even higher than Qin Ming's. Unfortunately, he was greedy for power and accepted the solicitation of the Spirit Hall. He knew that they were not of the same kind, so he lost contact after graduation. The last news about him was from other teachers who told him that he had become the youngest elder of the Spirit Hall.

Flanders didn't expect that he would still receive a letter from the other party after so many years.

Most of the content is reminiscing about the past friendship between teachers and students. Unfortunately, as the first student admitted by Shrek, he was already in grade 37 when he entered the school and graduated after one and a half years. They didn't spend much time together and several decades had passed. The content is mostly a pile of gorgeous words and is full of boring content.

At that time, Shrek's admission standards were not yet perfect, and Flanders set up the academy on a whim, so many things were done by trial and error.

The most important part of the letter is the second half, which mentions that a horrific tragedy had recently occurred in Tiandou City, and the patriarchs of several major families had been suddenly killed.

There were originally various conflicts within the family, but they were just suppressed. Suddenly, they exploded, and the direct and collateral branches almost fought each other for their own interests.

Common people cannot feel it, but there are undercurrents in the aristocratic circles, all waiting for everyone to suffer losses, and then happily eat and wipe out everything.

Finally, he mentioned that he was very concerned about the safety of teachers and students, and that if they encountered any difficulties, they could ask him for help.

“If you are poor in a busy city, no one will care about you; if you are rich in a remote mountain area, you will have distant relatives.”

After Shrek became famous, all kinds of monsters and demons emerged. So what if he was the youngest elder of the Spirit Hall? Even if he was as powerful as a Titled Douluo, he would be at the mercy of others without a background. He was so eager to build relationships, it seemed that he had a hard time in the Elder Hall, but what did it have to do with him?

Flanders squeezed it lightly, and with a burst of soul power, he crushed the letter in his hand into powder.

I have a great general named Xiao Feng, who can protect Shrek from danger for a thousand years. Please don't try to cause trouble, you outdated graduates.