Douluo: Becoming a God From Dreaming

Chapter 11

Finally having an independent home of his own, Wang Shenmeng suddenly felt much more at ease, as if he had a sense of security.

The next day, Wang Shenmeng bought a lot of food, meat and vegetables, preparing to replenish his body and make up for the lack of nutrition in the past two years.

Then he found a blacksmith shop, spent a little money, and learned the basic forging techniques.

Combined with the legendary random cloak hammering technique, he is already a qualified blacksmith, and his potential is very great. As long as he keeps practicing for a period of time, he will not worry about making powerful hidden weapons.

In the blink of an eye, more than ten days passed, and after solving the urgent need, Wang Shenmeng finally started to practice.

Hiding the successfully forged sleeve arrow in his wrist, Wang Shenmeng arrived at the gate of Notting College.

"Little brother, Notting College is already on vacation, what can you do?"

As expected, he was stopped by the guard.

However, because he was dressed neatly and cleanly, and although his clothes were not brand-name, they were brand new. In addition, he was extremely handsome and had an indescribable temperament. He was not at all humble and timid like ordinary people. He looked like a noble young master, so The guard not only did not dare to discriminate against him, but instead had a gentle and flattering smile on his face.

Wang Shenmeng glanced at the guard with a smile. This was probably the unlucky guy who discriminated against Tang San and was considered to have a plan for death. Tang San almost killed him with a sleeve arrow.

Or the lucky ones?After all, the one who can escape from Tang Shenwang!
Sure enough, it is necessary to change into new clothes, otherwise the clothes will be in tatters. The guard's attitude is probably completely opposite, which will cause a lot of disputes and troubles.

"I am a soul master. I am here to visit Master Yu Xiaogang. Please pass it on."

Wang Shenmeng resolutely revealed the identity of the soul master, and sure enough, the guard's attitude was more respectful, and he quickly said: "Please wait a moment, I will pass the transmission right away."

The guard is just an ordinary person. He doesn't have much confidence when facing a noble soul master. What's more, this boy has an extraordinary temperament and is probably a son of a noble!

Wang Shenmeng waited patiently for a while, and then saw the guard running back with sweat profusely.

"Sorry, the master said he didn't have time to see you."

The guard's words made Wang Shenmeng frowned. He grabbed a few copper soul coins from his pocket, handed them over, and said with a smile, "Uncle has worked hard. Master, does he really have no time to see me?"

The guard's eyes lit up, he quickly took the copper soul coin in his hand, quickly stuffed it into his arms, and whispered: "The master is still sleeping. He has a weird temper and never pays attention to the students in the college. He probably thinks you are our college." He's a student, I think you have something to ask him for, so I don't want to talk to you."

Wang Shenmeng looked up at the sky. The sun had risen so high that it was at least ten o'clock on the earth.

"The master's life is really leisurely and comfortable, so enviable!"

Wang Shenmeng said against his will.

I thought that this was because I had completely given up on treatment for my cultivation and upgrading. I probably felt that since my efforts were useless, I simply lay flat on my back and turned my head and got stuck in the so-called theory and couldn't get out.

Researching theory, of course, requires a lot of literature knowledge and actual cases to support it. In the 20 years in Notting City, I have already copied everything I can, and I am free in my small life.

Wang Shen has also dreamed of living this kind of life, but reality does not allow it, so he can only force himself to struggle.

"hey-hey!"

The doorman didn't know what to say, so he had to laugh a few times.

"Uncle, please help me with one more trip. Just tell me that I have materials to help the master study, and I am willing to donate them to him for free."

Wang Shenmeng said with a smile, thinking that the Seven Colors Fantasy Heart Butterfly Spirit could be considered as research material, and it might be useful to Yu Xiaogang?
I am willing to dedicate my martial arts spirit to him for free. This is not cheating!

"Okay, I'll go for another run."

For the sake of money, the concierge didn't refuse, and ran to Yu Xiaogang's dormitory again.

When he came back again, he brought a person with him.

Wang Shenmeng's eyesight was very good and he could see the person's face clearly at once.

He is of medium build, slightly thin, and looks about 50 to [-] years old. He has short black hair parted in threes and sevens. He has a very ordinary appearance. He has his hands behind his back, but he has a special temperament. There is a certain air between his eyes. Sloth and decadence.

But Wang Shenmeng prefers to call this temperament Biqi. This hesitant and decadent style looks a bit deep and aloof, as if he despises everything. For some women, it is very lethal.

"Master, this young master is looking for you!"

The concierge smiled obsequiously, pointed at Wang Shenmeng, and said to Grandmaster.

Wang Shenmeng handed over a few more copper soul coins and said with a smile: "Uncle, I want to talk to the master alone. Thank you for helping me communicate."

The concierge smiled happily, took the copper soul coin, and said quickly: "I understand, soul master knowledge, respect privacy. You two talk slowly, I will go over there to rest for a while."

After saying that, he ran away in a hurry, not even caring about his job as a gatekeeper.

The master glanced at Wang Shenmeng indifferently: "Oh, this classmate, do you have anything to do with me? I heard that you have material to give me?"

Wang Shenmeng asked for help from others, and kept his posture very low, boasting: "Yes, I heard that the master is invincible in theory, and he is the most knowledgeable person in the mainland, so I came here to ask for advice, and by the way, I hope to do something about the research of martial arts. small contribution..."

Yu Xiaogang raised his eyebrows, the vanity in his heart was greatly satisfied, he didn't give in to flattery, and his attitude was a little more kind: "Oh, where are you from?"

Wang Shenmeng said: "I am a native of Notting City."

Yu Xiaogang said: "Look at your young age, are you a student of Notting College?"

"This……"

Wang Shenmeng decided to talk nonsense about the tiger's skin. Anyway, he was planning to study at Notting College, so it was not a lie.

"Yes, I am a student of Notting College."

Yu Xiaogang wondered, "I don't seem to have seen you before."

Wang Shenmeng hesitated for a moment, glanced at Yu Xiaogang, and whispered: "Although the master is a teacher in the school, he has never taught a class to the students of the college. It is normal that he has never met me."

"This... cough!"

Yu Xiaogang looked embarrassed, as if he was accused by a child of eating and drinking for nothing, which made him lose face.

He coughed dryly and changed the subject: "What knowledge do you want to ask me?"

Wang Shenmeng said: "I want to ask Master about the knowledge of soul beasts."

Yu Xiaogang said: "Didn't your teacher tell you about it?"

Wang Shenmeng said: "Teacher has only talked about it roughly, I want to know more details."

Yu Xiaogang never cared about teaching at Notting College, so he didn't know what the teachers of each grade said, so he had no doubts.

He looked at Wang Shenmeng and frowned, "How old are you?"

Wang Shenmeng said, "Eight years old."

Yu Xiaogang was slightly surprised and said: "Are you eight years old? You look like you are six or seven years old. It seems that your martial spirit is not a power beast martial spirit. What level of soul power do you have? What is a martial spirit? What is your innate soul power? class?"

(End of this chapter)