Douluo Jueshi: Who let him enter Shrek!

The third time he looked, the senior’s eyebrows were so furrowed that they were about to touch each other, and his eyes gradually became solemn.

He carefully picked up the piece of metal from the table and looked at it carefully.

After a few minutes, he shook his head and looked at Jiang Ming with a hint of impatience in his eyes.

"Hey, little brother, you really came here to tease us! You asked us for the core array of a fourth-level soul guide. Thank you for thinking highly of us!"

The senior slapped the piece of metal back into Jiang Ming's hand.

"Go, go, go back to your martial arts department to report. If you are late, you will have to wait in a long line."

As he said that, the senior waved his hand, urging Jiang Ming to leave quickly.

Are you kidding? A fourth-level soul guide!

They are only second and third year students in the Soul Guidance Department. It is already incredible that they can make a third-level soul guide device. A fourth-level soul guide device is as difficult as the Soul Master of the Martial Soul Department!

And if nothing unexpected happens, Soul Sect will be able to graduate from the External Academy!

If they can figure out the core formation of the fourth-level soul guide, can they still accept new students here? Wouldn't it be better to go directly to the inner courtyard? !

Jiang Ming blinked when he heard what his seniors said, and realized that these seniors could not solve his problems.

But, it’s just a fourth-level soul guide device, and this is Shrek Academy!

Jiang Ming was somewhat disappointed. He originally thought that his doubts could be resolved here, but now it seems that he should go to the Wuhun Department to sign up and get the real work done first.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ming glanced at the gray Soul Guidance Department teaching building not far away, noted its location, and planned to sit in on the class when he had time in the future.

Even if the students can’t do it, the teacher definitely can!

Take courses in two departments with one tuition fee, what a great deal!

After Jiang Ming left, the third-year senior who had just been hit hard by Jiang Ming continued to register the younger brothers who came to the Soul Guidance Department.

After registering a new student and distributing school uniforms and dormitory keys, the few people became idle again.

"Hey, Brother Xuan, do you think that martial spirit guy is really a level 4 spirit master?"

With nothing to do, a few of them talked about what had just happened.

But as soon as these words were spoken, the other three looked at the person who spoke as if he were an idiot.

"Forget about others, but as a Soul Guidance student, don't you know what a fourth-level Soul Guidance teacher is? That's a twelve-year-old freshman! A fourth-level Soul Guidance teacher? There may not be such a genius in the Sun-Moon Empire!"

The person called Brother Xuan was speechless.

If this person really has this level of soul guide talent, how could he possibly sign up for the martial soul department? ! Could it be that his talent for martial soul is even greater than his talent for soul guides?

That’s even more nonsense!

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On the other side, Jiang Ming had already arrived at the Wuhun Department's freshman teaching building.

The teaching building on the Wuhun Department's side is much more colorful than that on the Soul Guidance Department's side. It has four colors: white, yellow, purple, and black. Among them, the white teaching building is the freshman teaching building.

When Jiang Ming arrived at the registration office, some people had already started registering.

Fortunately, Jiang Ming didn't spend too much time in the Soul Guidance Department, nor did he have to wait in line for long. He quickly received his school uniform and dormitory key.

With the reminder from the registration senior, Jiang Ming learned that the dormitory building was just behind the teaching building, not far away.

He walked towards the dormitory building, but saw a bulletin board not far away with several notices posted on it.

Out of curiosity, Jiang Ming went over and took a look.

The notice above lists the head teachers of each class.

I am in Class 1...and my homeroom teacher is...Zhou Yi?

Jiang Ming silently memorized the name and continued walking towards the dormitory building.

He didn't really care who his class teacher was. He wasn't familiar with them anyway, so he just had to obey their arrangements.

After a while, Jiang Ming arrived downstairs of the dormitory building.

This dormitory building looks a bit fancy. It is a six-story building painted in four different colors. It also has four doors, also in four different colors. Each color represents the place where students of different grades live.

Well, easy to understand!

Jiang Ming is a freshman and his dormitory is in the white area.

When he reached the door of the white building, Jiang Ming saw an old man.

He was wearing cloth, his face was full of wrinkles, his eyes were half closed, and he was lying on a chair enjoying the sunlight coming through between the buildings.

"Is this... the dorm manager?"

Jiang Ming's eyes lit up, he trotted over to the old man and took a look at the dormitory manager.

"This is... too old..."

Jiang Ming frowned, expressing his disbelief at the Shrek Academy's decision to let an old man in his twilight years be the dormitory manager.

Although the dormitory manager in his previous life’s school was also an old man, he was still a middle-aged man in his sixties or seventies!

This... Jiang Ming was really afraid that this old man would accidentally pass away while lying here.

"Mr. Dormitory Manager?"

Jiang Ming said in a low voice, he was not sure whether the old man was asleep or not.

The old man seemed to have heard it. He slowly opened his half-closed eyes and looked at Jiang Ming beside him.

Jiang Ming subconsciously looked into the dormitory manager's eyes. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that the moment he saw the dormitory manager's eyes, it was like seeing an ocean full of light power. The vastness almost swallowed up his spirit!

But in the blink of an eye, the dormitory manager's eyes became dim again, and he looked like an old grandfather in his twilight years.

"Is it... a hallucination?"

Jiang Ming looked carefully a few more times, but the dormitory manager's eyes were still dim, with the vicissitudes of life.

"Is there a problem?"

The dormitory manager spoke, his voice sounding a little hoarse and low.

"Oh, dorm manager, I'm a new student. Do I need to register here?"

In my previous life, when I went to the dormitory building for the first time, I had to register with the dormitory manager.

"No, just show me your dorm key and badge."

The dormitory manager slowly stretched out his hand, and Jiang Ming quickly placed the dormitory key and badge on his skinny palm.

At the same time, Jiang Ming was constantly looking at the dormitory manager.

He didn't believe that the scene just now was an illusion!

He is in good health, with vigorous blood and sharp five senses. The possibility of him suddenly having hallucinations is very low!

However, this dormitory manager looks really normal.

Jiang Ming frowned, narrowed his eyes, and asked tentatively:

"Old man, are you very powerful?" 3928845.

Chapter 5: I Don't Want to Fight

The dormitory manager's skinny hands paused slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in his cloudy and dim eyes. He glanced at the key and badge in his hand and returned them to Jiang Ming.

"Why do you think so?"

The dormitory manager did not give a direct answer, but asked Jiang Ming why he felt that way.

Jiang Ming smiled, he already had the answer in his mind.

"Hey, dorm manager, this is Shrek Academy! To be able to stay in Shrek Academy for retirement, someone of your age should be a Titled Douluo, right?!"

When the dormitory manager heard this, a smile flashed across his old face. The muscles on his face moved, stacking several layers of wrinkles together, which seemed to be enough to kill several flies.

"The freshmen nowadays are quite active...Okay, your room is the second one on the left on the second floor. Remember, starting from the fourth floor, girls live there. If you go up there, you will be expelled!"

The dormitory manager reminded.

"Okay! Thank you, dorm manager. I'll come and chat with you later!"

Jiang Ming held the dormitory key and badge in his hand, turned and walked into the white dormitory building.

The dormitory manager shook his head. His cloudy eyes were still old, but a gleam of brilliance flashed in the depths of his eyes.

“Funny kids...”

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Following the instructions of the dormitory manager, Jiang Ming quickly found his dormitory.

To be honest, the environment is not very good.

The dormitory building has obviously been there for a long time and is a bit old inside. There are collective toilets on both sides of the corridor.

The doorplate hanging on the dormitory door was a little rusty, and it was obvious that it had been in service for a long time.

Jiang Ming thought about it, inserted the key into the door, turned it to open, and then quickly stepped back two steps to avoid the turbid air that had been accumulated for a long time.

All freshman dormitories are like this, no different from the dormitories in my previous life.

After getting some fresh air for a while, Jiang Ming walked into the dormitory and opened the window.

A thick layer of dust had accumulated in the dormitory, and there was a clear shoe print wherever he stepped on the floor, making Jiang Ming feel as if he had no place to step.

Looking at the surrounding environment, Jiang Ming gently closed his eyes and urged his soul power to activate his martial soul!

One yellow, two purple, a total of three soul rings!

Jiang Ming, who was only twelve years old, had already reached the realm of a three-ring soul master! Moreover, his second soul ring was a purple thousand-year soul ring! This was definitely a top talent in Shrek Academy, which was full of geniuses!

However, when the soul ring appeared, Jiang Ming's martial soul disappeared. It had neither the characteristics of a beast martial soul nor a weapon martial soul. All that was left was the sound of a heartbeat quietly ringing in the dormitory!

The sound of the heartbeat was very loud, many times louder than a normal heartbeat.

And, along with the continuous heartbeat, the dust in the entire dormitory began to vibrate slightly.

The dust particles jump with the rhythm of the heartbeat, just like the crazy men and women in a disco. The scene is very dynamic.

His heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and the dust in the entire dormitory was vibrating. It gathered in front of Luo Zhan's eyes to the dynamic rhythm and formed an oversized ball with legs stretched out and eyes glaring.

“Still tastes good...”

Jiang Ming wrinkled his nose. Although the dust in the room had been piled under his feet, the smell still needed to be removed.

This job can only be left to the northwest wind outside the window. It's great that it can drink and work at the same time.

It would take time for the smell to dissipate, so Jiang Ming took out some daily necessities from the storage soul guide on his waist and placed them one by one.

After finishing all this, Jiang Ming left the dormitory directly.

The dormitory manager downstairs was still lying on a chair, the sunlight shining on his old face, and he looked contented with his gray hair and long hair.

Jiang Ming walked to the side of the dormitory manager, touched the soul guide on his waist with his finger, and a recliner appeared next to the dormitory manager.

Jiang Ming lay down leisurely, competing with the dormitory manager for the sunlight that finally came through between the buildings.

It must be said that lying down is indeed more comfortable than standing or sitting. Lying on a recliner, holding a book, and absorbing knowledge in the rhythmic swaying is really enjoyable.

The dormitory manager next to him obviously noticed Jiang Ming's actions, but he didn't say much and generously shared the sunshine with Jiang Ming beside him.

Jiang Ming was holding a book on the basic structure of soul-guided shells and the core array design of special soul-guided shells, reading it with great interest, sometimes frowning and sometimes raising the corners of his mouth.

The years are quiet and time flies by unconsciously.

While Jiang Ming was reading, the new students who came to the dormitory building were not very kind. They went straight into the dormitory building without even saying hello to this low-key sweeping monk.

Alas, young people are not sensible! Anyone who has read a novel will know these unspoken rules.

After reading for a while, Jiang Ming felt a little thirsty. He waved his hand and a folding table appeared next to him.

Then, Jiang Ming took out an ice-blue fruit that looked like a watermelon. Its oval shape had crystal clear frost patterns on it, like a work of art.

A cold light flashed, and the fruit was cut into sixteen even pieces. The flesh was light blue and as clear as the sky.

"Mr. Dormitory Manager, here, have some melon."

Jiang Ming took out two slices of melon and handed one over.