Chapter 8: Stalker? nah, just experimenting.
"Again, meditation is not just you close your eyes and pretend to be asleep. You must try to sense all the soul power particles in the air and attract them to your body." Lin Ximeng explained slowly to this little kid with patience.
Her eyes show a kind smile while looking at the most hardworking student in this class, Tang Wulin. This pretty boy is always serious in his class. Even though he has the most useless martial soul in the class, he's the most hardworking one. She even heard that Tang Wulin also worked as a blacksmith apprentice in his uncle's workshop.
This hardworking student is really pleasing to the eye, not like some lazy student who always skips class during meditation class.
"At least Elysium still attends soul master class and cultural class."
Well, his innate soul power is the same as Tang Wulin but his martial soul is a body martial soul and is an important part of his body, A brain. This is a top tier martial soul, which is one step below the founder of the spirit pagoda, whose martial spirit is his eye and brain.
But he shows no regard for cultivation and doesn't even care about these things. He often slacks off and just skips class whenever he gets the chance.
Elysium: It's not that I hate it. If you knew how long I've cultivated, you wouldn't believe it.
After meditation class, Lin Ximeng dismissed the class and allowed the students to return home.
Tang Wulin, who had finished his meditation, felt incredibly refreshed. It felt like all the bluesilver grass in this yard was helping him cultivate and always leaving him full of energy.
"Oh yeah, Tang Wulin. Be careful on the road, don't be like a few months ago, when you couldn't even walk like a freak. Also, go to the hospital if you feel sick or unwell." Wan Yuanchao patted him on the shoulder and quickly left the classroom.
Tang Wulin felt embarrassed when he remembered himself a few months ago, looking like a fool in front of the academy gates, when he was about to go home and suddenly stopped and forgot where he lived.
After a while, he decided to leave and started crawling on the ground like a spider. The incident was so embarrassing that he didn't dare look other students in the face for a whole week.
Even Uncle Mang Tian knew about this embarrassing situation.
"No, I'm a self-sufficient person. Wulin, be strong." Tang Wulin slapped his cheeks with both hands and went to meet his little sister, who was always waiting for him in the garden near the school gate.
"Na'er? What's all this?" Tang Wulin smelled the delicious aroma from the lunch box Na'er had placed next to him. Many students surrounded Na'er but didn't dare approach her.
Even the fatty Wan Yuanchao stopped and stared at the lunch box beside Na'er, holding back his saliva.
"Ah, brother, this is something Elysium gave me. He said to take all of this home so we can eat together," Na'er said with a cheerful smile.
"Oh, it's Elysium…" Tang Wulin frowned at this name.
He couldn't say that their relationship was bad because they never interacted, even in the classroom. After that encounter six months ago, Elysium basically never bothered Na'er like the other students and needed to be taught a lesson.
He sometimes skipped meditation class but got perfect scores in cultural class and soul master class. Even if Teacher Lin Ximeng asked a fairly difficult question like multiplication and division, Elysium could answer it in a second.
"Are you sure he gave all of this to you?" Tang Wulin looked at the pile of still-warm lunch boxes.
"Um, Brother, should we take it home?" Na'er asked as she looked at the lunch box beside her and salivated slightly.
She was still hungry after eating that delicious sandwich. Now, there was a pile of food in here, full of unknowns and mysteries, each emitting a distinct aroma. It was food she had never tasted before.
"Well, probably we should. He already gave you all of this," Tang Wulin said, patting his sister Na'er's head.
"Maybe I should invite Uncle Mang Tian and Brother Long Ge too," Tang Wulin thought.
With his strength, lifting all these lunch boxes was a breeze.
At home, Tang Ziran saw Tang Wulin carrying a packed lunch box that smelled irresistibly fragrant.
"What is this? Where did you get all this?" Tang Ziran asked, giving him a suspicious look. With just a glance, he could see that all of this was something Tang Wulin never had the money to pay for, even if he worked himself to death.
"Ah, it's my classmate's gift." Tang Wulin simply excused himself.
"Wow, I didn't know your classmates were so rich." Tang Ziran opened one of the lunch boxes and gaped at the contents.
A piece of grilled tuna accompanied by a variety of other seafood, including lobster, shrimp, octopus, and even something like shark fin. The rice was golden with a hint of turmeric.
He opened another one and saw A5 wagyu beef, something he had never seen before in his life as a mecha designer in the Xingluo Empire. The meat was rich in flavor and aroma. Tang Ziran took one and tasted the premium flavor of meat, a quality only found in high-quality meat.
This box itself was worth his month's salary.
"Wulin, are you really saying all of this was given to you by your classmates? Not some stranger on the street?"
Tang Wulin glanced at Na'er, who was staring at the lunch box his father had tried. He also looked at the lunch box and refrained from tasting the food.
But, it probably tasted so good.
"You sit at the table, I'll call your Uncle Mang Tian to come and join us, but strictly after I finish this box."
Lang Yue just smiled and could see the pile of lunch boxes—it was truly enormous. Even she herself had never seen this much food in this house.
"After this, we'll go to your friend who gave us this food and thank him. Wulin, do you know where he lives?"
Tang Wulin shook his head. He really didn't know where Elysium lived. He only knew that he was one of his classmates.
"Hmm, then we'll meet him at the school gate later. Make sure to wake up early tomorrow and invite him to dinner with us. Ziran, you'll come too to thank him tomorrow."
"Okay." Tang Ziran gave a thumbs-up as he enjoyed his meal.
The atmosphere was truly happy, and Tang Wulin even forgave Elysium for trying to get close to Naer six months ago. He smiled even more this time, every time they discussed Elysium, and Tang Wulin even described her as a genius in both the cultural and martial soul classes.
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"Well, he'll probably be delightful even if you don't do anything. Because I've heard about it." Elysium smiled when he saw the harmonious atmosphere and began recording the unusual data on the two who were able to finish all the food.
His hands were full of the nutritional content of each dish, recording every detail and how much they ate.
In the end, Elysium tapped in satisfaction, seeing the data he got.
Of the 20 jumbo lunchboxes she had made and given to Naer, two were eaten by Tang Wulin's parents, three by Mang Tian and his disciple, eight by Naer, and seven by Tang Wulin.
"It seems Na'er can still eat more. This proves her metabolism is still the same as when she was a soul beast. Tang Wulin also seems to have been affected by his gene modification, and his metabolism has improved so much that he needs many more calories."
What a wonderful sight. If the two of you get married and have children, will there be any problems with your offspring?
A soul beast hybrid? Will their child inherit the genes of the father or the mother, or will there be some mutations?
This is worthy of further research.