Douluo Continent: Shrek Prince, Getting to the Root of the Matter

Zhou Yi disappeared completely after visiting Du Weilun's office.

No students saw her again within the academy, but this incident did not cause any stir. For the freshmen class, it was undoubtedly good news.

Zhou Yi's disappearance also means that they have a new homeroom teacher, who is none other than Technician No. 108, the legendary stress-resistant king, whom Yu Wudao specifically named to Du Weilun.

Wang Yan stood on the podium, looking at Yu Wudao, who was sitting upright and looking obedient in the classroom, and showed a look of utter despair.

Despite his strong resistance to Director Du, he was moved (fearful) by Yu Wudao's sincerity (threat) and took over the class from Du Weilun.

Du Weilun seemed moved (or pitied) by his fearless expression and promised him that "as long as he brings Yu Wudao into the inner courtyard, he will be promoted three ranks."

However, to everyone's surprise, when Wang Yan heard that "Yu Wudao should be taken all the way to the inner court," his eyes rolled back and he fainted on the spot.

However, the harsh reality doesn't change because of your vulnerability.

Upon waking up, Wang Yan was still dragged into what he considered a den of iniquity.

"Why……"

With a long sigh, Wang Yan opened the textbook in his hand.

Even though she was unwilling to be Yu Wudao's homeroom teacher, there was more than one student in a class. Even for the sake of the other students, Wang Yan understood that she had to take on the responsibility of a teacher no matter what.

The sound of chalk scratching on the blackboard, combined with Wang Yan's gentle voice, immediately drew the students of Class One into a symphony, transforming them into musical notes within the symphony.

Some of the freshmen looked nervously at the man sitting in the back row.

This time, however, Yu Wudao did not cause any trouble; he simply sat in his chair, lost in thought.

He's a bit unethical, but he's not sick.

According to Shrek Academy's schedule, this first lesson should have covered the history of soul tools, but because of Zhou Yi, Class One is already about three lessons behind.

Fortunately, Wang Yan has a solid foundation and is one of the top teachers in the Foreign Languages ​​Department, so this problem is naturally no problem for him.

As the bell rang, Wang Yan's first class in this class quickly came to an end.

The students in Class One slowly came to their senses, while Wang Yan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with lingering fear. He had been multitasking throughout the entire class, lecturing while keeping an eye on Yu Wudao's actions. Even a slight doze off by Yu Wudao could make Wang Yan's hand holding the textbook tremble in fright.

Fortunately, Yu Wudao was kind enough to give him face and he sat quietly until the end of get out of class.

Wang Yan returned to his office, clapped his hands, and opened the class roster.

"Next should be the selection of class monitor... and we happen to have a practical lesson this afternoon!"

Inside the classroom, extracurricular activity time began, and Wang Dong, who had been cooped up for a whole class, was finally freed.

She asked Yu Wudao curiously:

"What exactly did you do? You went out for a while last night and came back, and suddenly the public outcry against you stopped, and Old Lady Zhou lost her job!"

She blinked her long eyelashes, her delicate, fair face filled with curiosity.

Yu Wudao's lips curled up.

"Didn't you say the other day that the old man lying in the sun outside the freshmen dormitory was a Limit Douluo? He's actually the Pavilion Master of the Shrek Sea God Pavilion, and also my great-great-grandfather."

Wang Dong curled his lip upon hearing this, "Fine, don't tell me then! Why are you mocking me like this? Do I look like an idiot?"

You, someone who dares to wear a disguise necklace, cross-dress as a woman, and live in a dormitory in Shrek Academy's outer courtyard, fighting with hundreds of people for the toilet, ask me if I look like an idiot?

Yu Wudao laughed even more heartily.

"Doesn't it look like it?"

Seeing that Yu Wudao was still mocking her, Wang Dong became even angrier. She angrily clenched her small fist and punched Yu Wudao in the chest.

The scene of the two playfully fighting was only a small part of what was happening in the classroom at that moment, but it firmly attracted their attention.

One is Xiao Xiao, a seasoned yaoi fangirl. The strong and powerful troublemaker X the weak and proud little Nan Liang makes her soul tremble with excitement at all times.

The other one is naturally Huo Yuhao.

After what happened with Zhou Yi, most of the students in the class were afraid of Yu Wudao and somewhat disgusted with him, but Huo Yuhao was different.

He didn't dislike Yu Wudao; on the contrary, he greatly admired him.

Huo Yuhao grew up amidst hardship, and he became better able to understand where his classmates' malice came from. However, this was not because he could see through other people's thoughts, but because he had also been the one who was wronged.

When he was still in the Duke's mansion, the Duchess sometimes wanted to mistreat them and their son in a dignified manner without getting involved in anything. She would then mistreat the servants while muttering curses about them. Afterwards, the servants would vent their anger on the mother and son.

Therefore, he greatly admired Yu Wudao, envying his complete lack of fear of the teacher's oppression and his complete disregard for the misunderstandings of his classmates.

The weakness in one's heart can be extinguished, but the regrets of the past can never be made up for.

Huo Yuhao sighed inwardly, his hatred for Duke White Tiger growing even stronger.

"Yuhao, don't worry. Yu Wudao's talent is indeed outrageous, but with my help, you'll definitely surpass him in the future!"

Tianmeng's voice echoed in Huo Yuhao's mind. He suppressed the hatred in his heart and nodded silently.

Yu Wudao sensed something and turned to glance at him.

"Without Electrolux's guidance, I wonder if Huo Yuhao could have easily escaped the control of hatred."

As if he had thought of something, Yu Wudao shook his head again.

"Well, perhaps for him, not escaping the control of hatred is a far better end than becoming an immortal god."

"You seem to be sighing? Is that child special?"

An aged voice resounded directly from Yu Wudao's spiritual sea.

Yu Wudao was overjoyed. "Elder Yi, you've woken up?"

"I've managed to stabilize my condition. Once I've dealt with the old man Jin, I can begin to recover."

"Alright! I'll find a safe place to deal with the Soul-Eating Carving Knife after today's lessons!"

Although he was burning with excitement and couldn't wait to seize the opportunity of the Gold of Life, Yu Wudao didn't run away immediately. After all, Wang Yan was the homeroom teacher he had personally invited, and he couldn't be so disrespectful.

Time quickly came to the afternoon's practical class.

As soon as the bell rang, all the students in Class One stood in unison on the playground.

Wang Yan stood at the front of the line holding the roster.

"At noon today, I carefully reviewed our class information. Let's take this opportunity during the practical lesson to elect the class monitor and vice class monitor."

Wang Yan already had someone in mind, but he wasn't the kind of teacher who made decisions arbitrarily. Moreover, a class monitor selected through practical experience was more likely to gain the students' trust and was easier to manage.

For Wang Yan, a seasoned teacher, this is the most basic respect to give to her students.