My martial spirit leads me to Earth; I begin by submitting my skills to the Douluo Continent.

The next morning.

The Nezha Burger shop was bustling with activity.

This time, however, it wasn't Su Yun or Xiao Wu, who was forced to work, who were busy in front of the oil vat. Instead, it was four local indigenous shop assistants wearing matching red uniforms and sanitary masks.

"Watch the oil temperature! It must be kept at 180 degrees Celsius!"

"Smile! Even when you're using the restroom, show eight teeth! We're after the service experience!"

Su Yun stood with his hands behind his back, like a wealthy landowner surveying his territory, pointing and gesturing behind the counter.

He walked to the area he was responsible for cleaning, tapped the table he had just wiped, and began to expound on his top-level management philosophy with a serious expression.

"Remember our corporate culture! What is ultimate hygiene?"

Su Yun pointed to the restroom in the corner of the shop.

"How thoroughly should the toilet be scrubbed? It should be scrubbed until the water inside is drinkable! That's what makes it acceptable!"

The four native shop assistants turned green with shock, their eyes wide as they stared in the direction of the toilet, trembling with fear, their stomachs churning.

drink……

Drink toilet water?

Is this the rule of a large family?

terrible!

Ignoring their fear, Su Yun turned to look at the dishwasher.

"And washing the dishes! The SOP says to wash them seven times, so it has to be seven times!"

"Skipping one wash is cutting corners, washing one more wash is wasting resources! Not even once is acceptable! What is this called? This is called craftsmanship! Do you understand?"

Although I completely don't understand why I should drink toilet water, nor do I understand why washing myself again is a waste of resources...

But this theory, which sounded extremely rigorous, full of ritual and logically closed loop, immediately made these unsophisticated natives feel that this young boss was unfathomable.

Even though I couldn't understand it, it sounded amazing!

"Yes...yes, boss! We'll definitely wash it seven times!"

"I can't hear you! I can't hear you at all!"

"How can you run a burger shop with such a low volume of voice?!"

The shop assistants straightened their backs, their eyes showing a newfound respect for advanced culture.

"Yes!! Yes!! Boss!!! We'll definitely wash it seven times!!!"

"Great! Very energetic!!"

Su Yun nodded in satisfaction, took off his apron, and tossed it to one of the most clever-looking young men.

"Alright, the shop is now in your hands. You, Wang Er, are promoted to shop manager. If the accounts are even a single copper coin short, I will hold you responsible."

Su Yun took off his apron and tossed it to one of the most clever-looking young men, then put his signature tactical sunglasses back on.

"Xiao Wu, let's go! Time to report to school!"

"Here it comes!"

Xiao Wu, with a cup of bubble tea in her mouth and a bag of freshly fried fries in her hand, hopped and skipped along.

Now that they have this kind of business where they can make money while lying down, they can finally free up their hands to do some serious work that Soul Masters should be doing.

only……

Because the morning training for employees had taken too long, by the time the two of them finally arrived at the gate of Notting Junior Soul Master Academy, the sun was already setting.

……

Academic Affairs Office, Notting Junior Soul Master Academy.

"Sorry, only Dormitory 7 is left."

Director Su, who was in charge of registration, didn't even look up. He was quickly organizing a stack of documents in his hands, speaking in a businesslike tone, leaving no room for negotiation.

Standing in front of the counter, Su Yun pushed up his sunglasses and glanced at the slightly worn-out furnishings around him.

"Teacher, I have money."

Su Yun took out a gleaming gold soul coin from his pocket and casually placed it on the table, making a crisp sound.

He patiently explained:

"I can pay double, no, triple the accommodation fee. I need a single room, or even a double room. I'm not short of money, I just want some peace and quiet."

As a human being with modern hygiene concepts, he really didn't want to squeeze into that legendary dormitory-style dormitory.

"This isn't about money."

Hearing the sound of gold coins, Director Su finally stopped writing and looked up.

He first glanced at the gold coins on the table, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly, but then, when he saw Su Yun's strange outfit and the little girl next to him who was completely unrefined and slurping her milk tea non-stop, his brows furrowed.

"You're too late. The registration system closes in one hour."

Director Su tapped on the table, looking utterly helpless.

"The dormitories for regular paying students, from Dormitories 1 to 6, were all full yesterday. Those were all booked a month in advance."

"Now only Dormitory 7 has a few empty beds left in the entire college. It's the dormitory for work-study students. Although the conditions are a bit poor, it's the only option."

At this point, Director Su paused, then pushed the gold coin back:

"Take your money. The academy has its rules. Unless you can perform magic and conjure a room out of thin air, otherwise—"

He pointed to a wooden sign on the wall behind him:

"Seventh Dormitory, turn left and walk to the end. If you don't want to sleep on the street, hurry up and go."

Su Yun frowned slightly as he looked at the returned gold coin.

Having money but not being able to spend it? This is the first time I've ever seen this.

"No other choice?"

"There was no other choice."

Su Yun took a deep breath.

Fine.

They come, the security.

"Alright, seventh dorm it is."

For him, it doesn't matter where he lives.

"Xiao Wu, let's go. Let's go see the new place."

"Oh...slurp..."

……

The dormitory building, in front of Dormitory Building 7.

"Su Yun, this place doesn't seem very... hygienic."

Xiao Wu pinched her nose, her two rabbit ears standing up alertly.

Even before entering the door, the smell emanating from the crack in the door—a mixture of sweat and foot odor—was already suffocating this clean-loving rabbit.

boom!

Su Yun raised her foot and kicked open the door of Dormitory 7.

The once noisy dormitory instantly fell silent.

Inside this large dormitory room, which could easily accommodate fifty people, dozens of children were either playing around or picking their toes.

At this moment, dozens of eyes were fixed on the two freshmen at the door, whose styles were completely incompatible.

A cool kid wearing an expensive special forces uniform and sunglasses.

A beautiful little girl with delicate features, holding a milk tea cup.

This combination is like two swans who have wandered into a wild boar pen.

"Oh? There's this kind of scum coming to Dormitory Seven this year?"

A burly boy with a buzz cut jumped off the bed.

His name is Wang Sheng, the current leader of Dormitory 7.

Wang Sheng looked Su Yun up and down, his gaze finally settling on Su Yun's brand-new, spotless tactical boots, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes.

"New here?"

Wang Sheng, accompanied by several henchmen, swaggered into the middle of the aisle, arms crossed, staring at Su Yun with a menacing look on his face.

"I heard he was crammed in because he was a paid student with nowhere to live? Hmph, no matter what kind of young master you are outside, once you're in Dormitory Seven, you'd better be a dragon and a tiger!"

"I'm the boss here. According to the rules, any newcomer who wants to join has to fight me first! The loser will be responsible for emptying the chamber pots for the whole dorm!"