How is this possible!
Cai Yueer was in disbelief; she could sense that Arthur wasn't using any Soul Power or Martial Soul, he was just purely fishing.
Not only that.
With every flick and pull, Arthur caught fish after fish.
There was no gap at all.
It was like he was just stocking up goods.
"How did you do it!" Cai Yueer, unable to understand the scene, began to doubt her very life.
"It's simple, luck." Arthur chuckled, leaving contentedly after seeing Cai Yueer lose her cool.
That's right, he had come here specifically to annoy Cai Yueer.
This Little Yellow Hair is so vengeful... After returning to the dormitory, Arthur saw Tang Wulin waiting there, with a boy standing beside him.
"Hmm? What's wrong?"
Tang Wulin quickly stepped forward: "Brother Arthur, this is Yuan En, a Second Year senior. He wants to have a pair of gauntlets forged."
"Forge a pair of gauntlets?" Arthur said in surprise, "Why look for me? Can't you also do Forging?"
Tang Wulin scratched his head: "Senior Yuan En's Martial Soul causes his body size to increase. To create gauntlets that suit him and can grow with him, Spirit Alloy is required."
"Hehehe, I can't do Spirit Forging yet."
Spirit Forging allows metal to fuse into the human body; after that, no matter how much the body changes, the metal will change along with it.
But Tang Wulin, having lost the Golden Dragon King, was still far from being able to perform Spirit Forging.
"Is that so..." Arthur rubbed his chin, his gaze falling on the boy.
Yuan En... gauntlets... Arthur tilted his head and asked, "Yuan En Yehui?"
The boy's breath hitched, and he couldn't help but look down at himself, wondering how he had been recognized.
Tang Wulin's eyes also widened; Arthur had mentioned this name yesterday—it was that waitress girl.
"You, you, you!" Tang Wulin looked at Yuan En Yehui, stuttering and unable to speak.
This boy and that beautiful girl from yesterday were the same person?!
Yuan En Yehui's face darkened slightly, his eyes cold and hard: "How did you tell?"
"Guess." Arthur smiled. "Spirit Forging gauntlets, right? I'll take the job. You can give me however many contribution points you want."
"No, I don't want them anymore." Yuan En Yehui shook his head and turned to leave; he felt very insecure right now.
Under Arthur's sacred cyan eyes, he felt as if he were being completely seen through.
"The Fallen Angel Martial Soul must be very painful for you. I can help you solve it."
Yuan En Yehui paused for a moment and left a single sentence: "No need."
Then he continued to walk away.
Watching the departing figure, Arthur fell into deep thought.
The key to winning over the Yuan En Family lay in this Fallen Angel Martial Soul.
Currently, the Yuan En Family's biggest concern was whether Yuan En Yehui's Fallen Angel Martial Soul would summon the Demon Gate and connect to the Demon Plane once she reached the level of a Titled Douluo.
Moreover, the Yuan En Family's hatred for the Demon Plane was bone-deep; it was a clan hatred.
If Arthur could solve it, winning their hearts would be easy.
Coincidentally, Arthur really could solve it.
Whatever Demon Plane it was, he could just carpet-bomb it with Light Cannons when the time came.
If they dared to invade, he would certainly make them return in crushing defeat!
Tang Wulin, who had heard everything from start to finish, remembered Le Zheng Yu's persistence from yesterday and muttered to himself, "Fallen Angel..."
"This is a bit bad; is she really an Evil Soul Master?"
"Eh, not necessarily." Arthur corrected him earnestly, "Tang Wulin, remember, there are no evil Martial Souls, only evil Soul Masters."
"Right... right?" Tang Wulin looked bewildered; he felt an indescribable sense of awkwardness hearing those words come out of Arthur's mouth... The next day in class.
"Today we will select the class officers." Wu Zhangkong looked coldly at the entire class and explained, "In general, the class officers include one Class Monitor, two Vice Class Monitors, one Forging Committee Member, one Design Committee Member, one Manufacturing Committee Member, and one Maintenance Committee Member. These correspond to the four major sub-professions."
"The election is based on voluntary registration, with strength and recognition as the standards. We start now." As soon as Wu Zhangkong finished speaking, the classroom fell silent for two seconds before everyone began chattering and discussing.
At that moment, Arthur walked up to the podium.
He came to Shrek to recruit talent, so he definitely had to be the Class Monitor.
Looking at the students below who were all staring at him in surprise and uncertainty, Arthur felt a slight sense of emotion; these were all excellent talents who would work for him in the future.
Arthur leaned against the edge of the podium, his sacred cyan eyes scanning the room, his voice carrying an unquestionable confidence: "I will be the Class Monitor."
"Who supports, who opposes?"
Instantly suppressing all discussion, the freshmen looked at each other, somewhat at a loss.
They had actually noticed Arthur long ago; the scores they received during the entrance exam were all given by him.
He was also ranked second on the genius list.
And yet, he turned out to be their classmate?!
How could they compete? One could tell just by guessing that Arthur must be a young master with an overwhelming background!
"I oppose!"
An angry shout broke the dead silence, and someone suddenly stood up, his eyes full of defiance: "On what basis can you just become the Class Monitor? The election should be about strength and recognition. You haven't even given a reason; why should everyone be convinced by you?"
Immediately, almost all the students looked at him with eyes full of admiration.
What a man!
That person was also a bit dazed, not knowing why everyone was looking at him like that.
He had actually entered the academy through the special talent channel for sub-professions, didn't follow the genius list, and had never seen Arthur before.
"A reason?" Arthur raised an eyebrow, and instead of proving anything, he turned to Shen Yi and said, "Write down his name and give him a demerit."
Arthur was going to start using his power ruthlessly!
Power is meant to be used!
Shen Yi was astounded, her gaze sweeping toward Wu Zhangkong.
Wu Zhangkong continued to pretend he hadn't seen anything.
Out of necessity, Shen Yi's face turned red as she took out the student register and began writing: "Lin Hao, for... for publicly contradicting a class officer candidate and disrupting classroom order, you are recorded with one warning demerit."
Darkness, so much darkness!
"Forget it, no need to record it. Student Lin Hao, don't let it happen again, okay?"
Arthur's tone shifted, a smile appearing in his eyes as he patted the podium: "I was just joking just now; how could I just give out demerits so casually?"
"I don't even have that power."
Who are you kidding?!
Could a joke make a teacher cooperate like that?
Lin Hao stood frozen in place, his face turning pale and then red, not knowing whether to be angry or to breathe a sigh of relief.
"Alright, who else has an objection?"
The classroom was silent; no one dared to speak.
Na'er stood up in a flash, "I support him!"
She began to lie through her teeth: "After being together for so long, everyone has seen Arthur's excellence. I have always felt that he is the well-deserved Class Monitor of this class!"
How long have we been together?
Didn't school just start!
Someone complained silently; Na'er was sucking up too obviously.
However, with Na'er taking the lead, other freshmen also chimed in one after another.
"Support!"
"Senior Arthur as Class Monitor, we have no objection!"
"It's unanimous!"
"Good, good, good. Thank you all for your high regard." Arthur raised his hand to suppress the cheering.
After showing off his power, it was time to give some benefits.
He took out his Level 6 Forging Master badge and pinned it to his chest.
"Since I am the Class Monitor, if you encounter any difficulties with Battle Armor Materials in the future, you can come to me for help."
The Level 6 Forging Master badge was incredibly dazzling.
The classroom erupted with continuous sounds of people gasping in cold air.
"Level 6 Forging Master?!"
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