In Douluo Continent, the Pope used me as a substitute for my first love.

Chapter 264 Three Months in the Blink of an Eye, the God King Goes to School

In the blink of an eye, three months have passed since Tang San awakened his martial soul.

Inside Notting City, Old Jack walked with Tang Shenwang, who was about to start his school life, while explaining to Tang San the basic knowledge he knew about Soul Masters.

Tang San listened listlessly, but occasionally, when he looked towards the direction of Notting Academy in the distance, a hint of excitement would involuntarily appear on his face.

Tang San: My love, Xiao Wu, just you wait, your Sangiegie is coming soon!

Along the way, an old man and a child happened to pass by a construction site. The area where this construction site was located was considered to be in the core area of ​​Notting City, where the City Lord's Mansion, the Martial Soul Branch Hall, and other buildings were located.

Looking at the magnificent high-rise building that was beginning to take shape in the center of the construction site, Old Jack couldn't help but curiously pull aside a passerby and ask:

What are they building here?

When Tang San saw that Old Jack had stopped, he had no choice but to stop as well. In any case, whether it was meeting Xiao Wu or meeting that certain master, there was no rush. In his opinion, what was there in the small city of Notting that would make the mighty Tang God King lose his composure?

Little did Tang San know that his momentary carelessness would lead to unintended consequences in the future.

At this moment, the passerby who had been held back by Old Jack immediately let go of Old Jack's rough hand, then looked Old Jack up and down and also glanced at Tang San next to him. Seeing that the two were dressed in coarse linen clothes, his gaze became somewhat contemptuous.

Tang San: ?

Warning: A path to certain death!

"You're from the countryside, aren't you? How come you don't even know about the Free Guild?"

The passerby didn't notice the slightly cold look in the punk's eyes, but just spoke to Old Jack with a hint of mockery.

"Free Guild?"

Upon hearing this somewhat unfamiliar term, Old Jack glanced at Tang San discreetly, but still humbled himself and continued to ask:

"I truly don't know. Could you explain it to me in detail?"

Seeing this, the passerby stopped mocking him, but he also didn't bother to explain to Old Jack in detail. He simply said, "Go and find out for yourself," and left.

Old Jack's expression was rather grim. He glanced at the sky and decided to take Tang San to school first.

The two quickly continued on their way, but before leaving, Tang San's gaze lingered on the construction site for a short while.

Free Guild?

How come he doesn't remember this thing existing in Nottingham in his previous life?

Tang San's eyes narrowed slightly, but he soon regained his composure.

Judging from the name, it's probably just some kind of amusement park jointly established by a few minor noble families. He wasn't particularly interested in these things in his previous life, so there's no need to think about it too much...

Anyway, it can't possibly be some newly emerged superpower from the mainland.

With this thought in mind and growing increasingly excited, it wasn't long before Old Jack led Tang San to the gates of Notting Academy.

Sure enough, he came right away, striding towards Tang Shenwang and Old Jack with an air of arrogance.

He was the young concierge of Notting College.

"Hey! What are you doing? Is this a place for country bumpkins like you?"

The gatekeeper stopped Old Jack and Tang San, his eyes filled with undisguised disdain.

Seeing this, Tang San's gaze turned slightly cold. He had almost forgotten about the conflict that was taking place at the gate of Notting Academy because he was so eager to see his beloved little sister Xiao Wu.

Now, as soon as the gatekeeper jumped out, Tang San's memories instantly became clear.

Good heavens, by delaying my first meeting with Xiao Wu, you're courting death!

At this point, old Jack had already started to smile obsequiously at the doorman.

"Young man, we're from Holy Soul Village. This child is a work-study student our village sent this year. What procedures do we need to complete?"

Upon hearing this, the gatekeeper said sarcastically, "Can a golden phoenix emerge from a straw hut? Holy Soul Village... its name is much more imposing than that Warrior Soul Village, but that village produces several work-study students every few years, and even the village chief has become successful. How many years has it been since your Holy Soul Village has had one? This kid is probably an imposter, isn't he?"

Old Jack was momentarily annoyed, but felt mostly bitter.

The doorman was right; compared to him and his Holy Soul Village, his old friend Old John and his Holy Soul Village were indeed much more prosperous.

Without saying much, Old Jack took out the certificate that Su Yuntao had issued last time and handed it to the doorman.

The doorman took the certificate, looked it over, and continued to deliver his sharp tongue as always.

"A Blue Silver Grass spirit with innate full soul power? How laughable! This is utterly ridiculous. I've been a gatekeeper at the academy for four years and I've never heard of a student with innate full soul power. This kid's spirit is Blue Silver Grass, and he can have full soul power... I think this certificate from the Spirit Hall must be forged by you."

"you!"

Even with his good temper, old Jack was starting to lose his patience.

"You're deliberately making things difficult. Fine, you wait here, I'll go find the deacon of the Spirit Hall branch. Little San, let's go."

As he spoke, Old Jack was about to turn around with Tang San.

Seeing that Old Jack was so "unreasonable," the doorman, who knew that the certificate issued by the Martial Soul Branch Hall was not fake, was also somewhat annoyed and couldn't help but feel worried.

Why did I have to run into such a stubborn old man today...?

When he first started working as a doorman, he naturally wanted to just be a doorman. However, every profession has its unspoken rules, and workers gradually become influenced by their professional environment. After getting used to a set of "rules," their daily behavior becomes numb.

After all, not everyone can be so shrewd and discerning, able to clearly understand the psychology and personality of newcomers. Otherwise, why would someone with that ability be a doorman?

At this moment, Old Jack tried to pull Tang San but couldn't budge him. He looked at "Little San" with a puzzled expression and saw that Tang San's gaze was fixed on the back of the academy gate. So he followed his gaze.

Suddenly, a man of medium build, slightly thin, appeared. He looked to be about forty or fifty years old, with short black hair parted in a 3/7 ratio. He had an ordinary appearance, with his hands behind his back, but he possessed a special aura. His eyes held a hint of laziness and decadence as they opened and closed.

Seeing that Old Jack and Tang San were looking past him toward the back of Notting Academy's gate, the gatekeeper muttered, "Look, look, what are you looking at..." He then turned his head slightly, his expression quickly turning somewhat strange.

Hey, this "master" who recently made a fool of himself in public with his foul breath has been released so quickly?

The doorman couldn't help but feel a little mocking, but he still knew that no matter how much of a clown this guy was, he was not someone he could afford to offend, so he put on his signature fawning smile.

(End of this chapter)