Tang Wulin, Rank 11 and possessor of the Silver Blue Grass martial soul, the white-gray-haired child who caught the arrogant child and prevented him from breaking the wall He felt some gratitude.
He didn’t know how much compensation the academy would demand, but if the arrogant boy had shattered the wall, he would’ve had to pay even more.
At the same time, he was shocked by the boy’s physical strength.
The boy had caught him without getting injured, and Tang Wulin knew his own strength—he could swing a 150-kilogram hammer with one hand without any problem.
Long Hengxu said, “And you?
What do you have to do with all this?
Why did the staff bring you here with them?” Mo Ji Wu watched him for a few seconds and replied calmly, “I was on my way to my room after registering when I happened to come across the scene.
I stayed and watched for a bit.
When this child was thrown toward me, I caught him.
When the staff member arrived and saw that, he thought I was fighting too and brought me here with them, even though I’m not from the same room.” “Who are you calling a child?!” The arrogant dagger boy suddenly shouted.
“Shut up!” Long Hengxu shouted before continuing, “First, why didn’t you stop the fight or intervene?
Second, it’s good that you caught him and prevented greater damage.
Third, why didn’t you explain yourself to the staff member instead of coming here?” From these questions, it was clear Long Hengxu was analyzing even a child’s words.
Mo Ji Wu answered in the same calm tone, unbothered by the heavy atmosphere.
“I didn’t intervene because it was his fight.
Also, Tang Wulin isn’t wrong.
Why would I stop him from getting revenge?
When the dagger boy summoned his dagger, I was about to intervene and stop him, but it turned into saving him from greater injury instead.
Finally, I came here because he told me to come with him.” In truth, Mo Ji Wu was lazy and didn’t want to go to Room 210 to see what kind of kids were there if he could avoid it, and he found the perfect excuse to convince himself.
“Stop calling me a child!
And what’s this ‘dagger boy’ nickname?!” The dagger boy kept shouting every time he heard ‘child,’ even though he was nine.
Every child hates being called a child.
“Haa…” Long Hengxu sighed, then said, “It’s true that Tang Wulin isn’t wrong, but at the same time, you’re wrong for not intervening directly to calm things down.
However, you were about to intervene and stopped him from breaking the wall, so I won’t pursue it with you.
You can all leave now.
Keep fighting if you want, but the compensation awaits you after breaking school property.
It’ll also go on your academic record and affect promotion to the Advanced Academy.
If you want to fight more, you can, but it’s advisable that no staff member catches you.” After the children left, Long Hengxu said to the secretary beside him, “Show me Tang Wulin’s files and the white-haired child’s.
He must’ve just registered and I haven’t seen his file yet.” “Sir, but Tang Wulin’s martial soul is just Blue Silver Grass.” “Your head is the Blue Silver Grass.
He must be special to defeat an Agility-type and a Strength-type in a one-on-one fight by himself.
He probably has something special about him.” After his assistant sent the files, Long Hengxu opened them and read.
He found nothing unusual about Tang Wulin.
He was only Rank 11.
As for Mo Ji Wu, the first thing he said was, “What kind of name is this?
Wait, Year 1?
Who put a Rank 12 in Year 1?
Eye-type martial soul?!
Impressive!
He’s a genius!
But even with that, his rank is low.
He should’ve only been in Class 2…” “Sir, this was at the request of Year 1 Class 1’s teacher, Yi Yingluo.” “Oh, that woman?
Does she know him?” …
With that, the five left Long Hengxu’s office with his voice still echoing in their ears—everyone except Mo Ji Wu, who ignored him right after the words ‘you can all leave.’ While leaving the building, Tang Wulin turned toward Mo Ji Wu and said, “Thank you for defending me earlier and catching him before he broke the wall.
Otherwise, I’d have to pay greater compensation.” “I only spoke the truth.
In fact, you did well.
A real man knows how to defend what’s dear to him.
Whoever embroidered that flower must be from your family.
Take good care of it.” Mo Ji Wu replied calmly, but Tang Wulin’s gratitude only increased, though he said nothing more.
The other three felt helpless.
‘He almost broke our room and killed two of us and you’re saying ‘you did well’?’ While Mo Ji Wu looked indifferent to everything with his usual stoic expression, he had spread his spiritual power after leaving the Middle Academy building and was closely observing Tang Wulin—only the upper part of his body, specifically above the navel.
From what he saw, Tang Wulin’s body was extremely muscular and well-proportioned for his age, showing how strong he was.
His muscles were defined and sculpted.
He had definitely trained himself hard.
Mo Ji Wu memorized his name and decided to tell Wu Zhangkong about him when they met tomorrow if possible, in order to change classes.
After this brief exchange, no one spoke again until they reached Room 205, Tang Wulin and the others’ room.
“See you later, children.” With his usual politeness, Mo Ji Wu bid them farewell calmly and continued on his way.
But only Tang Wulin replied, “See you later…” Then he forgot to ask the name of the white-gray-haired boy with dead eyes.
“Are you a child?” Yun Xiao asked helplessly.
“We’re all children at nine.” Tang Wulin replied strangely.
His reply left Yun Xiao and the others who heard it speechless.
Of course, what happened between them later, Mo Ji Wu didn’t know.
He walked toward Room 210, inserted his key, opened the door, and entered.
He found three children in front of him, each on a bed.
The top bunk on the right had been left for him, along with his personal storage cabinet.
The moment he entered, the three focused their eyes on Mo Ji Wu, who said, “Greetings, dormmates.” Then he jumped and reached his bed, sitting down to think.
His manner was strange to children.
They were all lively at least, but he was like an old man.
“Hey, what’s your name and which class are you in?” The child on the top bunk on the left, opposite him, asked.
But Mo Ji Wu ignored him, staring out the window.
His eyes flashed faintly as if he thought of something.
Without giving them a chance to respond, he jumped off the bed again.
Behind him, his soul ring lit up, showing it was activated.
The other three children immediately stood up, ready to fight, but Mo Ji Wu didn’t even glance at them or make out their faces before opening the window and throwing himself out.
“Has he lost his mind?!” One of them shouted, then the three quickly looked out the window to see Mo Ji Wu land safely and lightly as he ran toward the academy’s giant stone gate.
The three children didn’t know what to do, so they decided to ignore this lunatic.
On the other hand, Mo Ji Wu ran until he exited the academy and saw the perfect solution to his problem ahead.
The garden!
The garden in front of the school!
He could live there since he had a sleeping bag in his Storage Soul Tool and all his belongings in the soul tool.
It wasn’t like he hadn’t lived in the wilderness for a whole month before.
He quickly entered the garden and began wandering slowly until he found a tree over a hundred years old.
Gigantic compared to the others, nearly ten meters tall.
It’s worth mentioning the park was deep and old, with even bigger trees, but he was only looking for a small dwelling for a child like him, not a giant apartment.
He quickly climbed it and started searching from branch to branch until he chose a spot where two trunks had grown together, making it look like the roof of a hut—specifically, the roof of his new home.
He immediately took out the axe, activated his soul ring again, and began leveling the ground under the roof, which was made of small branches and an uneven large trunk.
After carving for a quarter of an hour, the surface became flat like tiles.
With that, his new home was ready.
He didn’t think of going back to bother Teacher Wu.
At the same time, he didn’t need any light with his night vision.
Night cold?
Then why does meditation exist?
He had even survived winter and entered spring.
After happily finishing his home, Mo Ji Wu climbed down from the tree and decided to return to the cafeteria for a celebratory meal.
On the way, he took out his half-finished pipe and completed it with doubled happiness, since now he could smoke comfortably in his home.
The moment he arrived at the cafeteria, he heard a voice behind him say, “It’s you!” He turned and saw Tang Wulin with the other two—the child who had flown out the window and the scared child.
‘Their names are Yun Xiao and Xie Zhanxi?’ “Hello, we meet again.” Mo Ji Wu greeted them.
“I forgot to ask earlier, what’s your name?” Tang Wulin asked eagerly, half because he met this kind person again and half because could eat until he was full for free.
“Oh, right, I didn’t introduce myself.
I’m sorry.
My name is Mo Ji Wu.
Pleased to meet you.” Mo Ji Wu introduced himself politely.
“What a strong name.” “A scary name.” Xie Zhanxi and Yun Xiao said respectively.
As expected of children, they didn’t understand the meaning of the name and only liked how it sounded.
Meanwhile, Tang Wulin’s expression changed slightly.
He seemed to have more life experience than them.
But he didn’t point anything out and said, “Pleased to meet you.
I’m Tang Wulin.
Thanks again.
If you hadn’t caught Xie, I would’ve had to pay 14,000 federal coins for the wall.” “14,000 federal coins for a stupid wall?
Has Long Hengxu lost his mind?” Mo Ji Wu said with some shock on his face.
The expressions of Tang Wulin’s trio changed at his words and they hurried to shush him.