111: Chapter 111 Killing Chickens in the Dark

He had already become a cripple, with both arms broken and his lineage severed; he couldn't even take care of his own basic needs.

If Tang San left, all that awaited them was the fate of being dragged out and beaten to death by the furious commoners.

Yu Xiaogang was so agitated that his whole body trembled. Like a stray dog by the roadside, he struggled to crawl up, nodding repeatedly at Tang San: "I agree! I agree! Tang San, you be the Dean! We'll all listen to you! As long as you're willing to stay, I'll teach you all my theories! I'll be your assistant!"

He had almost forgotten that he still had Tang San. Although Tang San hadn't paid him any mind this time and they hadn't met in three years, even if he was here to be his Dean now, at least he had come. He was perfectly willing.

Flender and Zhao Wuji looked at each other, both seeing helplessness and despair in the other's eyes.

At this point, what right did they have to bargain?

"We... also agree," Flender said in a raspy voice.

Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar nodded repeatedly, even more terrified.

They had long since lost their backbone. Now that someone was willing to step up and clean up the mess and even take them in, how could they dare to disagree?

Xiao Wu watched the scene before her, completely dumbfounded.

She had originally thought about kidnapping Tang San so she could fleece him every day. She never expected this kid to jump into this fire pit himself and even become some lousy Dean.

"Tang San, are you stupid!"

Xiao Wu stamped her feet in anxiety: "What's so good about being this lousy Dean? You'll have to support a bunch of cripples! Come with me, I'll take you to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School to play. Ning Rongrong will definitely welcome us!"

Tang San turned to look at Xiao Wu. Xiao Wu finally cared about him, but he didn't show it, a faint smile appearing on his face: "It's fine, it won't be a lousy academy for long. Once I've reorganized this place, you can play however you want. Besides, isn't it nice to have so many people working for us?"

Xiao Wu tilted her head and thought about it, feeling like it made some sense. Not having to do the work herself and having people to wait on her seemed pretty good.

"Alright then."

Xiao Wu nodded, "Then I'll stay too! But I won't be a student—no, I'll be the Vice Dean! You have to listen to me!"

Luoluoke said, "Then I wish you success."

Tang San smiled and said nothing. He looked up at the 'Shrek Academy' plaque that had fallen to the ground and was stained with blood and filth, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

From today onwards, Shrek Academy would no longer exist.

This place would become Tang San's first stronghold.

The first step in establishing the Tang Sect!

He would integrate all usable resources here, Cultivate his own forces, and then step by step, walk to the top of this continent.

On the way back, several transmigrators looked at the scene in the courtyard and shook their heads helplessly.

"Well, that kid still managed to get a huge bargain."

"Can't be helped, his mind works fast. Others only saw a mess, but he saw resources that could be utilized."

"Forget it, don't worry about him. Anyway, Shrek is no longer the original Shrek. We should leave quickly to avoid being targeted by some people. I noticed just now that some of our people have already been secretly taken out."

"Is that so?"

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In a second-floor private room of a remote tavern in Soto City with a sign so faded it had lost its color, three figures sat around a wooden table. On the table were several cold dishes and a jar of strong liquor that had barely been touched.

The window was cracked open just enough to see the sky in the direction of Shrek Academy, dyed blood-red by the setting sun.

Gui Mengguan's fingertips lightly tapped the table as his gaze fell out the window, his tone as flat as a stagnant pond: "The information is confirmed. Both of Flender's arms are completely shattered, and his manhood was chopped into mincemeat by Bu Le and the others. Zhao Wuji lost his left arm, and his fate is exactly the same. Those old fogies like Soul Emperor Li Yusong will only be able to lie in bed for the rest of their lives."

"Serves them right."

Oupai picked up his wine cup and took a sip, his face devoid of any sympathy: "I said long ago that the filters in the original work were all lies. What 'Dean who loves students like his own children,' what 'strict yet gentle teacher'—to put it bluntly, they just treated people based on their status."

Qiangu Jue leaned back against his chair, playing with a copper coin in his hand, and gave a cold laugh: "Isn't that right? They were good to Tang San and the others because Tang San is Tang Hao's son, with the Clear Sky Douluo standing behind him. They were polite to Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing because they didn't dare provoke the Star Luo Imperial Family. They fawned over Ning Rongrong because the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's leg was thick enough to cling to. Even Ma Hongjun was Flender's own personal disciple. What about those ordinary students without backgrounds? No one would even collect their corpses if they died in the Star Dou Great Forest."

"Among the victims of the spirit ring explosions today, which one didn't come with hope? And the result? Their tuition was embezzled, their cultivation was delayed, and they almost lost their lives." Gui Mengguan withdrew his gaze and picked up his wine cup to clink with the other two, "This end they've met is all of their own making. They aren't wronged in the slightest."

"Bu Le and those three didn't get off easy either." Oupai curled his lip, "I heard they were castrated silently. Now they're lying on the ground crying with Flender and the rest. It's karma; those three lechers harmed so many girls in Soto City, they had this coming."

The three looked at each other and said no more.

In their eyes, Shrek's destruction was only a matter of time. Even without the revenge of Shi Lei's group of victims, someone would have eventually exposed their scam. This academy, built on deception and double standards, shouldn't have existed in this World in the first place.

The private room was quiet for a moment, with only the occasional clamor of the street coming from outside. Gui Mengguan put down his wine cup, his expression suddenly darkening, and his tone became much more serious: "This little mess with Shrek ends here. There is another matter that is far more serious than this."

Qiangu Jue and Oupai simultaneously set aside their relaxed expressions and looked at Gui Mengguan.

"Last night, 'Old Smoker' went missing."

Gui Mengguan's voice was very low: "That's the Old Smoker who came back from the Star Dou Great Forest three months ago and said he found a stalk of ten-thousand-year Ninth Grade Purple Ganoderma. No sign of him alive, no corpse found. The place where he lived was turned upside down, and that Ninth Grade Purple Ganoderma is gone too."

Oupai's expression changed instantly: "Missing? Could he have been targeted by people from the Upper Three Sects? Didn't he say before that many forces were investigating him?"

"No." Gui Mengguan shook his head, a flash of coldness in his eyes, "I asked someone to check. The scene left behind gunpowder traces that only we transmigrators would use. Moreover, the last person he saw before he died was 'Scarface'."

"Scarface?!" Qiangu Jue suddenly sat up straight, the copper coin in his hand falling onto the table with a 'clatter'. "That's impossible, right? Weren't they fellow countrymen? They escaped the pursuit of Spirit Hall together back then; they had a life-and-death friendship!"

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