Chapter 5: Shrek Academy

After Huo Yuhao left, Bai Zhou smiled and patted Wang Dong on the shoulder, saying, "Alright, from now on you're my roommate. You're responsible for cleaning the dorm from now on, and my clothes, pants, and socks—you'll be washing those too."

"Get lost!! I'm not your servant!! You've gone too far, damn it!!!" Wang Dong slapped Bai Zhou's hand away, instantly bristling with rage, nearly jumping up on the spot.

"What, can't afford to lose? Our bet was that you have to listen to me from now on." Bai Zhou raised an eyebrow, directly grabbed Wang Dong's sharp, delicate chin, and pinned him against the wall.

Feeling the wave of heat radiating from Bai Zhou, Wang Dong's face flushed red. He turned his head away and muttered softly, "I... I didn't..."

"Fine, I'll take a step back. I'll wash my own undergarments and socks; you do the rest." Bai Zhou used a tactic of advancing by retreating, while secretly releasing his Blue Silver Grass. Like tentacles, they probed into Wang Dong's pant legs and waist...

"Don't... I... I... I'll agree to it, just hurry up and take 'them' back!" Feeling the icy, cool Blue Silver Grass, Wang Dong shuddered violently. Remembering the terror of being whipped, he was almost scared to the point of wetting himself.

"That's a good boy. Help me make the bed."

Bai Zhou nodded in satisfaction, then took a quilt from his storage soul tool and tossed it to Wang Dong.

"Oh... I know..."

Wang Dong pouted, reluctantly starting to work, all the while cursing Bai Zhou in his heart, swearing that he would definitely get his revenge later.

Imagining the scene of beating Bai Zhou up in the future, Wang Dong suddenly found much more energy for his work.

"Sniff, sniff... what's that smell..." Suddenly, Wang Dong caught a strange, fragrant scent.

He turned his head abruptly and saw that in Bai Zhou's hand, out of nowhere, appeared a strange, multi-layered food item with some red and white things on it; the aroma was wafting from it.

"This is called a hamburger... chew, chew, chew... it's food from my home... chew, chew, chew... after you finish making the bed, I'll let you have a bite." Bai Zhou said, his mouth full.

This thing was naturally conjured by his martial soul, the Wishing Tree. Not only were there hamburgers, but also Coke. As long as it existed in his mind, he could manifest it through the Wishing Tree—that is, making dreams come true.

The only pity was that he couldn't manifest special items containing spiritual energy; he could only manifest ordinary objects.

"Hmph, who cares..." Wang Dong grumbled, turning his head away. He didn't want to eat it at all! "Gurgle, gurgle..."

However, Wang Dong's stomach couldn't hold out. After all, he hadn't eaten when he arrived, and then he had a fight with Bai Zhou, making him even hungrier. Now his stomach was long since empty, and it finally issued a protest of dissatisfaction...

"I, I just squeezed my stomach, I'm not hungry at all..."

Wang Dong's face turned slightly red as he hurriedly argued, his mouth stubborn.

"Drink some Coke, relax a bit."

Seeing Wang Dong looking so pitiful, Bai Zhou didn't intend to bully him too hard and handed her a bottle of Coke.

"What is this? It's pitch black, can you drink it?"

The moment Wang Dong saw the Coke, he frowned, because it was a drink he had never had before.

"You'll know once you taste it. Don't worry, it's not poisonous, and it's a bit spicy with a sweet aftertaste."

Fearing Wang Dong wouldn't be used to it, Bai Zhou gave a slight warning and opened the bottle cap.

"Hiss—"

Instantly, the Coke bubbled up with a large amount of white foam, making Wang Dong frown even more.

"Are you sure it's not poisonous???" Seeing this pitch-black thing spitting white foam, Wang Dong was instantly unsettled.

"Glug, glug, glug... ah..."

Bai Zhou didn't hesitate, taking a gulp himself before handing it to Wang Dong, saying, "See, not poisonous."

"But..."

Wang Dong pointed at the bottle mouth, wanting to say, you've already drunk from this...

But before Wang Dong could speak, Bai Zhou pinched Wang Dong's little mouth and shoved the Coke bottle in. "Glug, glug, glug... gurgle... glug..."

Wang Dong was completely stunned, his mind blank, letting the soda in his mouth stimulate his taste buds as the Coke flowed down the corners of his mouth...

"You've already drunk from this, you jerk!!!"

Wang Dong spat out a mouthful of soda, his composure completely shattered.

"We're both grown men, what's the big deal?" Bai Zhou feigned speechlessness.

Fortunately, he dodged quickly, otherwise he would have had to go take a bath; after all, being soaked in sticky Coke was still very uncomfortable.

"You!!!"

Wang Dong was now so angry his face was bright red, his chest heaving violently, though it remained flat and unremarkable.

He glanced at Bai Zhou and found that Bai Zhou didn't look too bad, at least within his acceptable range, which made his mood improve slightly.

"I'm a germaphobe, I don't want to drink what you've drunk!" Wang Dong spat, fuming.

"Who told you to doubt me? I could suppress you with one slap; why would I need to poison you?" Bai Zhou shrugged, summoned the Wishing Tree, conjured another bottle of Coke, and handed it to Wang Dong.

The entire production process was done without avoiding Wang Dong at all.

"Wait... this was made by your martial soul... isn't your martial soul the Blue Silver Emperor???"

Seeing this scene, Wang Dong's eyes widened instantly, and he was completely dumbfounded.

"That's right, I have twin martial souls. Is that strange?" Bai Zhou admitted it without any attempt to hide it.

"You actually have twin martial souls too..." Wang Dong's composure crumbled slightly once again.

He had just been thinking that he had twin martial souls and would be invincible in the later stages, and that sooner or later he would pin Bai Zhou to the ground and rub his face in it.

Now he discovered that not only was Bai Zhou stronger than him, but his talent was no weaker, and he also had twin martial souls. How was he supposed to play this game...

Wang Dong felt his future academy life was bleak; he feared he would be pinned under Bai Zhou for the rest of his life.

With no hope for revenge, Wang Dong lost all motivation to work.

Wang Dong sat on the ground, opened the Coke in his hand, and with a 'hiss', a large amount of white foam bubbled out.

Having just tasted a drop, the flavor seemed not bad. He had spat it out too quickly to really taste it, but it seemed sweet and a bit spicy...

Wang Dong raised the Coke and took another gulp.

The moment it entered his mouth, his whole mouth went numb, followed by a flavor he had never experienced before, instantly stimulating his taste buds...

"This, this, this!! What kind of drink is this? Why is it so delicious!!!"

"Glug, glug, glug... ah..."

Wang Dong's eyes instantly lit up. He took another fierce gulp, imitating Bai Zhou's style, chugging the Coke, and instantly got a buzz.

"By the way... glug, glug... Bai Zhou, what is your second martial soul... glug, glug?" Wang Dong asked curiously while drinking the Coke, looking at Bai Zhou.

He had only caught a fleeting glimpse of what looked like a small tree, but he had never seen any small tree that could conjure things out of thin air, especially things completely unrelated to a martial soul.

Even a Food System Soul Master could only conjure food related to their martial soul, but Bai Zhou was outrageous; he conjured drinks directly, and besides being delicious, they had no other use.

(End of Chapter)