NABC Chapter 5: Low entry, high exit; high entry, excellent exit – that's what academies should be d
Chapter 5: Low entry, high exit; high entry, excellent exit – that's what academies should be d
Tang San did not rush to answer Xiao Wu's question.
He stood at the edge of the crowd, his eyes darting back and forth between the two colleges, his mind racing with calculations.
Master Yu Xiaogang once said something to me that left a deep impression when he was in Nottingham.
"There are no useless martial spirits, only useless soul masters."
Thinking about this, Tang San formed a vague judgment in his mind.
An academy that only charges one copper soul coin and allows anyone to enroll... sounds more like the kind of place the master described as "recruiting talents without being bound by conventions".
After all, Yu Xiaogang himself is a researcher of martial spirits, and he never looks down on anyone because of martial spirits.
Meanwhile, the academy on the other side that accepts ten gold soul coins...
Tang San glanced at the dilapidated storefront on the left, then at the indifferent old man at the entrance.
"It looks like a scam no matter how you look at it."
Tang San thought to himself silently.
Xiao Wu leaned closer and lowered her voice.
"Third Brother, I think the new one over there is more reliable. Look at those two admissions officers, they have such good manners, and it only costs one copper soul coin."
Tang San nodded slightly, about to speak.
"Wait a minute."
An old and cold voice rang out.
Li Yusong stood up.
He leaned on his long cane and walked out of the Shrek Academy gate on the left, his steps neither fast nor slow, but each step carried an indescribable sense of oppression.
The laziness on that old face vanished completely, replaced by a layer of frost.
He walked straight across the street, stopped in front of Wu Changkong and Le Zhengyu.
"You're using Shrek Academy's name to swindle and cheat people, and you even charge a copper soul coin. What are you up to?"
Li Yusong's voice wasn't loud, but everyone could hear the anger in it.
Le Zhengyu's smile remained unchanged, and he did not respond.
"One copper soul coin? Do you even know how much the annual operating costs of a legitimate advanced soul master academy are? Teachers' salaries, maintenance of training facilities, procurement of soul beast materials... none of these are free!"
He paused, his gaze sweeping over the hesitant parents.
"Think about it carefully. What can an academy that charges only one copper soul coin offer? What good teachers can it hire? What decent training facilities can it have?"
"Do you do charity?"
Li Yusong snorted coldly.
"There's no such thing as a free lunch. A copper soul coin sounds cheap, but can you see the trap behind it? Once you pay that copper soul coin, they'll start charging you this fee today and that fee tomorrow, adding up to more than ten gold soul coins!"
As soon as he said this, many parents' expressions changed.
The foot that had already stepped across the street was pulled back.
"What this teacher said... seems to make sense."
"Yeah, a copper soul coin, something just doesn't feel right."
The direction of the discussion began to shift.
Tang San frowned as well.
He thought about Li Yusong's words carefully and had to admit that the old man was right.
How could a single copper soul coin possibly support the operation of an academy?
Unless... this academy has some ulterior motive.
Tang San turned his gaze back to the dilapidated academy on the left.
Perhaps... that is the real Shrek Academy?
Just as everyone was wavering, Yue Zhengyu spoke up.
His voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable confidence.
"Old sir, you say you can teach students well by charging ten gold soul coins. Then let me ask you, has your academy ever produced a Title Douluo?"
Le Zhengyu tilted his head slightly, his golden eyes looking at Li Yusong.
Li Yusong's face stiffened.
"Or, to put it another way, even lowering the standards a little... has it ever produced a Soul Saint?"
Le Zhengyu smiled, his tone nonchalant.
Li Yusong's fingers trembled slightly as he gripped the long stick, and his lips moved, but he didn't utter a single word.
Shrek Academy has been established for more than ten years, and to be honest, none of its students have actually become Soul Saints.
Le Zhengyu looked at Li Yusong's expression, his smile unchanged.
"Then let me ask you one more question. You said your academy only admits monster students, and the teachers are top-notch..."
He paused.
"Were those monstrous students created by you, or were they monsters to begin with?"
These words were like a knife, piercing precisely into Li Yusong's chest.
The surrounding crowd fell silent for a moment, then burst into whispers.
"Exactly, if you only accept geniuses, what does that have to do with the academy?"
"A genius is a genius no matter where they are, right?"
"If that's the case, accepting ten gold soul coins doesn't seem worthwhile..."
Li Yusong's expression grew increasingly grim.
He took a deep breath and slammed the long stick in his hand onto the ground.
"Bang!"
A small crater was smashed into the bluestone ground, and gravel flew everywhere.
"I'm too lazy to waste my breath on you."
Li Yusong gave Le Zhengyu a cold look, and then a powerful surge of soul power suddenly erupted from his body.
Rings of spirit energy rose from beneath his feet.
One white, one yellow, three purple, and one black.
Six spirit rings, a six-ring spirit emperor.
And... there's also a black, ten-thousand-year-old soul ring!
The parents stared wide-eyed, their mouths agape, unable to close them for a long time.
Tang San's pupils contracted sharply, his heart filled with shock.
A six-ring Soul Emperor! And a Soul Emperor with ten-thousand-year Soul Rings at that!
A powerhouse of this caliber would be a formidable figure anywhere, yet now... he's just a teacher in charge of student recruitment?
Tang San and Xiao Wu exchanged a glance, both seeing surprise in each other's eyes.
If even the admissions officers are six-ring Soul Emperors, then the true strength of this academy...
Tang San didn't speak, but his gaze was firmly fixed on Li Yusong.
A six-ring Soul Emperor, a ten-thousand-year Soul Ring... This is indeed a configuration that ordinary academies cannot offer.
The attitudes of the surrounding parents also changed once again.
"My God, a sixth-ring Soul Emperor! A Soul Emperor at that!"
"That black spirit ring... it's a ten-thousand-year spirit ring, isn't it?"
"If even an admissions officer is this capable, what level must the dean of the college be?"
"Ten gold soul coins... doesn't seem too expensive?"
The swaying scales began to tilt to the left again.
Li Yusong put away his spirit ring, snorted coldly, and looked at Le Zhengyu.
"My strength is right here. Our Shrek Academy only accepts monsters, not ordinary people. Every student who enters the academy is a genius selected from among thousands. With the guidance of our academy's teachers, becoming a strong person is only a matter of time."
He paused, his voice becoming even colder.
"And what about you? What do you have? A spineless brat who only knows how to talk, and a blockhead who can't even be bothered to speak? You think you can lure people in with just a copper soul coin? What do you have to teach them?"
All eyes turned to Le Zhengyu.
Le Zhengyu took half a step forward, his eyes still filled with confidence.
"Our academy doesn't just recruit monsters. The reason we're called Shrek Academy is to cultivate every student who enters into a monster. Those who enter with low scores will graduate with high scores, and those who enter with high scores will graduate with excellent scores. Isn't that what an academy should do?"