Xiao Wu's voice snapped him out of his thoughts, and he took the empty seat beside her.
"Brother, how's the new toy coming along?" Xiao Wu asked expectantly.
Tang Lan pulled out a Uzi and handed it to Xiao Wu.
"This thing's firepower is much greater than the Python Revolver. Don't point it at people."
"Okay, Brother, I'll try it!"
Xiao Wu, unable to put the gun down, pointed it downwards and pulled the trigger!
"Da da da—"
A rapid burst of fire, and the Uzi was empty.
Dense bullet holes appeared on the ground.
Everyone was dumbfounded!
Tang Lan's mouth twitched.
He needed to build a bullet production line.
Otherwise, with that rate of fire, his manual hammering was too inefficient.
Tang Lan glanced at Ning Rongrong. The gleam in her eyes was gradually intensifying.
—When it comes to production lines, he still had to rely on the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
"Brother!" Xiao Wu exclaimed excitedly, "That was so thrilling! Where are the bullets? Give them to me!"
Tang Lan took out a box of 9mm bullets, exactly 100 rounds.
"I haven't made many bullets. You can collect the casings later."
Armor-piercing rounds made from Hundred-Forged Steel were quite a hassle.
"Brother, let me do it."
Tang San stepped forward voluntarily.
He activated his Mysterious Jade Hand and brushed over the bullet holes, using Crane Controlling Dragon to retrieve the casings.
After collecting them all, he handed them to Tang Lan.
Tang Lan didn't reach out. Instead, he pulled out a stack of blueprints.
"You can have these,"
"These are the blueprints for the Python Revolver and the Uzi."
"Get familiar with them, try crafting some bullets, and see if they're compatible."
Tang San's eyes lit up! He took the blueprints.
He also took on the arduous task of crafting bullets.
And it was predictable that
Tang San's cultivation progress would be delayed again.
This was just great! Beside him, Ning Rongrong's eyes shone as she stared at the stack of blueprints!
Her heart raced with desire!
If it weren't for last night's "lesson," she would have already spoken up and offered to buy the blueprints.
But now… She was a little afraid of Tang Lan.
And she had a rough guess about Tang Lan's possible identity.
She decided to wait until later and write a letter back to her father,
Asking him to come and negotiate himself.
"Why doesn't this one have a cylinder?" Xiao Wu asked curiously. "How do you load the bullets?"
Tang Lan taught Xiao Wu to eject the magazine and load the bullets one by one.
After loading, he opened the safety.
Flender also appeared on the training ground right on time.
Xiao Wu quickly put the Uzi away into her storage Soul Tool.
Flender didn't look bruised, but he did have two black eyes.
It was quite amusing.
But under the pressure of his dean's aura, most people held back their laughter, their bodies trembling.
Only Ning Rongrong was unrestrained, a smile on her lips.
Flender's face darkened, but he couldn't get angry about it.
He could only pretend not to see it.
"Each of you will pay Teacher Li 100 Gold Soul Coins for tuition."
He paused.
Flender changed his tone.
"A soul master's physical condition is the foundation of everything."
"Run around the school. Battle soul masters run 40 laps, support soul masters run 20 laps."
"If you don't finish before dinner, you don't eat."
Everyone was stunned! Shrek Academy was not small; running that much would be a killer!
"No problem!" Ning Rongrong was the first to respond.
"Good," Flender nodded. "Dai Mubai, you lead the team. Tang Lan, stay behind."
"Yes."
Dai Mubai replied weakly and took the lead in running off.
The others could only follow.
Besides Tang Lan, who was asked to stay, Tang San also didn't run.
Flender frowned, staring at Tang San. What's going on with you? Even with the care of Haotian Mianxia, he wouldn't go easy when training was needed! Tang San's expression was a little unnatural.
He didn't expect this big liar to be the dean of Shrek? If not for the ranks of Li Yusong and Zhao Wuji proving this school had some substance.
And his teacher strongly recommended it.
Tang San wanted to leave right now.
He reached into his chest, pulled out a letter, and handed it to Flender.
"This is a letter from my teacher, Yu Xiaogang, to you."
Flender's angry expression froze! Yu Xiaogang? He quickly opened the letter and read it, scanning through it at a glance.
"Hahaha—"
"You're finally not hiding from me anymore?"
"Good, good, good!"
After laughing heartily,
Flender's attitude softened a bit when he saw Tang San, his affection for Yu Xiaogang extending to Tang San.
"Yesterday's ore was indeed stolen in the middle of the night."
"Although I, Flender, love money, since I accepted your prepayment, I won't go back on my word."
Tang San bowed, offering no comment.
"Then I'll go for my run. If I'm late, I won't be able to catch up."
Flender stared at Tang San for a few seconds.
He nodded slightly, letting him leave.
His gaze shifted to Tang Lan.
"Little San has a bit of a childish temper, please don't mind him."
Tang Lan apologized first—
"For the sake of buying that ore, it was the first time in six years he asked me for money. I hope Dean Flender, you can understand."
Flender waved his hand, not wanting to discuss the matter further.
It was a confusing account, impossible to sort out.
"Xiaogang mentioned some things about you in his letter."
"Combined with the information from Zhao Wuji's encounter with you yesterday."
"Your Blue Silver Grass soul rings are not of ordinary quality, are they?"
As expected of Flender, his thinking was sharp.
Although Shrek's facilities were lacking, their teaching resources were top-notch.
Since Tang Hao was backing him, Tang Lan didn't hide anything.
He removed the camouflage of his Blue Silver Domain and directly revealed his soul rings—
Black! Black! Black! Flender's pupils contracted, his eyes widening to their limit! Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings!
The first, second, and third soul rings were all Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings!!!
This was absolutely unbelievable! Was this something a human could achieve? Was this still the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul? His mind buzzed, unsure how to react for a moment.
Fortunately.
Tang Lan thoughtfully revealed his soul bone.
That Hundred Thousand Year aura made Flender's mind buzz once again!
"Haotian Mianxia, you truly are willing to part with it!"
After a while,
Flender finally recovered, patting his chest to quell his excitement.
A Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone indeed greatly boosted physique.
But it shouldn't allow the first Soul Ring to reach ten thousand years.
Otherwise, wouldn't the Upper Three Sects, the Spirit Hall, and the two great empires be able to produce a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone?
No one had ever seen someone start with a ten thousand year Soul Ring.
But Flender thought of Tang Hao, Haotian Mianxia who had beaten up the Pope.
And he felt relieved.
It wasn't impossible, just that his level was unknown.
And also,
This Blue Silver Grass was a mutated Martial Soul, which also gave a certain bonus, right? But no matter what, he couldn't control this matter.
"Put it away. From now on, even within the academy, just use the optimal Soul Ring combination."
Flender said with emotion—
"Three ten thousand year Soul Rings!"
"No wonder! No wonder!"
"No wonder your level is so high!"
"No wonder Zhao Wuji had to use five parts of his strength to break free from your Life Soul Blue Silver Grass!"
"If anyone more than 20 levels lower than you is entangled by the Life Soul Blue Silver Grass, they absolutely cannot break free with brute force!"
"They must use high-level offense-type Soul Skills to escape!"
"Invisibly, it can consume a large amount of the opponent's Soul Power. Truly, being a step ahead means being ahead every step of the way!"
"Zhao Wuji's loss was not unjust."
Tang Lan felt a little embarrassed by the praise.
"If you're going to say nice things, say more."
This playful remark made Flender laugh heartily.
This elder brother was much more pleasing to the eye than his younger brother.
His expression immediately turned solemn.
He said, "."