"Hmm..."
Tang Luochuan maintained a calm and indifferent expression as he looked at Gu Yue before him, though his mind was deep in thought. It wasn't that he wanted to say it, but...
Had Gu Yue gone a little crazy? He had just finished a phone call with Yun'er!
"If Gu Yue didn't genuinely look like she had no idea, I would've thought..."
Tang Luochuan couldn't help but ponder. Based on his understanding of her, if she really knew about his call with Yun'er, she wouldn't be acting like this now.
"Luo Chuan."
"Come take a walk with me today."
Gu Yue, however, didn't seem overly concerned. Instead, she naturally took his hand and murmured softly.
"And..."
"I've been too harsh before. I want to make it up to you..."
As she spoke, her gaze quietly settled on Tang Luochuan, her cheeks tinged with a faint blush.
Leaning slightly closer, though her eyes soon began to waver, she mustered her courage and moved forward.
"Make it up to me..."
"Huh? Gu Yue, you..."
Tang Luochuan froze for a moment, looking at the brave girl before him. He had a rough idea of what she meant.
"Mwah."
A soft sound followed as her lips lightly pressed against his cheek before she quickly pulled back, acting as if nothing had happened.
"This..."
"Is my apology to you! I'm being very sincere."
Gu Yue's face was already flushed as she turned her head away, murmuring while avoiding eye contact.
"Gu Yue..."
Watching this scene, Tang Luochuan was momentarily stunned, a hesitant smile forming on his face.
This kind of apology...
He wouldn't mind more of it!
"Hmm?"
"What, don't you like my sincerity...?"
"Or don't you want to take a walk with me?"
Gu Yue turned her gaze back to him, staring directly into his eyes as she asked softly.
"Not at all."
Tang Luochuan chuckled and shook his head before gently pressing a kiss to her forehead.
"Right, as if you'd dare... Huh? Hey!"
"You..."
"What are you doing, Luo Chuan?!"
Gu Yue had been about to say something, but the moment his lips touched her forehead, she panicked, her face burning with embarrassment.
For a moment, she even felt secretly delighted—Luo Chuan had kissed her! Even if it wasn't on the lips...
"I really like your sincerity."
"And this is mine."
Tang Luochuan smiled warmly and shook his head.
"Do you like it?"
"I..."
Gu Yue hesitated, her face still red, before finally nodding and answering in a voice so soft it was almost inaudible:
"I like it."
"I can't hear you."
"Luo Chuan, you're too much..."
"Alright, alright, I won't tease you anymore."
Not long after, the two left the dormitory and strolled through the outer campus, walking farther and farther away.
"..."
Early the next morning, in the first-year classroom.
"Who knows?"
"What class do we have today?"
Tang Wulin and Xie Xie said excitedly.
Meanwhile, seated at the very front, Tang Luochuan waited for class to begin with a composed expression, his mood not particularly high.
"Gu Yue..."
"You seem really happy today."
Wu Siduo blinked her eyes and glanced at Gu Yue, who wore a faint smile, asking softly,
"Really?"
Gu Yue merely gave a quiet hum in response, her gaze calm as she looked in Wu Siduo's direction.
"Yeah..." Wu Siduo murmured softly in reply.
"Today marks our first official day of classes. Before we begin, let's address a few side matters."
"All committee members, after this morning's class, please report the information of students in their respective sub-professions to the corresponding associations and ensure they join..."
Shen Yi and Wu Zhangkong stepped onto the podium, the former wearing a gentle smile as she spoke unhurriedly.
"Shrek Academy's teaching methods will differ greatly from those of your previous institutions. Regarding your Martial Soul cultivation and related questions, you may consult either me or Teacher Shen outside of class for guidance."
"As for today's lesson, you will be studying 'Introduction to Mecha Manufacturing,' which I will be teaching."
Wu Zhangkong stood at the center of the room and spoke steadily.
"Mecha manufacturing?"
Hearing this, the entire class couldn't help but freeze in surprise. Introduction to Mecha Manufacturing—why was it being taught by a Mecha Designer?
"But we..."
"Aren't we supposed to become Battle Armor Masters?"
Tang Wulin's face was filled with curiosity and confusion.
"I know you must all be wondering why the academy is teaching Introduction to Mecha Manufacturing."
"The reason is simple—for the vast majority of you who aspire to become Battle Armor Masters, you must first learn the foundation of Battle Armor: Mecha!"
"Mecha manufacturing, mecha design, mecha maintenance... No matter which sub-profession you pursue, becoming a Mecha Designer serves as the foundation for becoming a Battle Armor Master."
"High-end mechas are no weaker than low-tier Battle Armor. Their quality depends on materials and forging, their design determines their tier, their manufacturing decides whether they can be realized, and their maintenance determines how long they can be used."
"Now, let's begin with the principles of mecha..."
Wu Zhangkong commenced the lesson. His 'Introduction to Mecha Manufacturing' wasn't solely about manufacturing—it encompassed all four aspects: forging, design, manufacturing, and maintenance. He taught the subject holistically.
The entire morning was spent on the introduction to mecha, significantly elevating most students' understanding of the subject. However, Tang Luochuan was undoubtedly an exception.
He didn't just possess a basic black mecha—he had already crafted a top-tier purple mecha for himself, one that rivaled even black mechas in quality. As a top-tier, all-seven-star sub-profession Mecha Designer, he was far too familiar with mechas.
"Class dismissed."
"The seven class representatives, stay behind."
After dismissal, Wu Zhangkong and Shen Yi's gazes lingered on Tang Luochuan and the others as they spoke slowly.
"Teacher."
"What's the arrangement?"
Tang Luochuan's expression remained composed as he asked softly.
"Our class currently consists of thirty-four Mecha Designers, thirty Mecha Manufacturers, thirty Mecha Maintenance Technicians, and..."
"Nine Forging Masters."
Shen Yi spoke unhurriedly, listing the student names for each sub-profession as she did.
"Hmm..."
A trace of silence crossed Tang Wulin's face as he looked at the data. Though he knew Forging Masters were rare, this...
This was just too pitiful.
This was the talent-filled Shrek Academy, yet there were only a mere nine Forging Masters in an entire grade. Especially since apart from himself and Brother, only Yang Nianxia was a Forging Master above the third rank.
"You will shortly report to the various associations of the academy for registration. At the same time, you must evenly divide the other students—excluding the four of you—into groups based on the four major professions: forging, design, manufacturing, and repair."
"The number of Forging Masters is the smallest, with only nine. So apart from Luo Chuan and Wu Lin, there are seven left. They will be uniformly divided into seven groups."
"You must each assess the capabilities of the students in your own profession. The grouping requirement is that the strength of each of the seven groups should be as balanced as possible."
"And you seven will be the first group."
Wu Zhangkong said calmly.
"Grouping..."
Hearing this, Tang Luochuan and the others showed a hint of curiosity on their faces. Was this grouping meant to facilitate competition within the class?
And as the first group...
Wouldn't they be a bit overpowered?
"After the grouping, everyone will face the first challenge of the semester. Apart from Luo Chuan, each group must produce a Mecha."
"Of course, if it's Battle Armor—even just a single component—it will also count as completing the task."
Wu Zhangkong's gaze lingered on Tang Luochuan before sweeping over the group as he spoke slowly.
"Huh?"
"Teacher, why is Luo Chuan exempt?"
At this moment, Wu Siduo's face showed curiosity, her eyes filled with confusion.
"Siduo."
"What do you think?"
Tang Luochuan chuckled lightly, unconcerned.
"Hmm..."
"Because he already has a black Mecha. Not just a Mecha—his Battle Armor has also been arranged."
Beside them, Wu Zhangkong added calmly.
"..."
Wu Siduo fell into thought, momentarily embarrassed. Her gaze drifted toward Tang Luochuan's direction—she had almost forgotten...
Luo Chuan was a super powerhouse with all professions at the seventh rank.
It would actually be strange if he didn't already have his own one-word Battle Armor.
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