Douluo: I founded the mecha tribe and I am the king of mecha battles!

Chapter 18: Night Walk at East Sea Academy
As the days passed, Donghai College lived up to its reputation as the top college on the East China Sea coast. Even the teaching in the intermediate department benefited Chen Zhou a lot.

You know, before leaving Hongshan College, Chen Zhou had almost squeezed out most of Lin Ximeng's knowledge, and even learned some of the knowledge by himself in advance.

Even so, Class 1's education was completely superior to Red Mountain Academy's in terms of spiritual master theory. Every class was refreshing for Chen Zhou, as if a whole new door had been opened. The teachers at East Sea Academy were not only knowledgeable but also flexible and diverse in their teaching methods, tailoring their instruction to each student's individual needs.

Chen Zhou feels like a fish in water here, absorbing new knowledge and improving his abilities every day.

In addition to theoretical knowledge, Donghai College also has a very high level of practical training.

After all, if a soul master only understands knowledge and forgets the importance of fighting, then he will inevitably lose sight of the important and pursue the trivial.

Even if they are mecha masters or soul masters, none of them can’t be defeated...
As night falls, Donghai College seems to be gently shrouded in a layer of gauze, fading away the hustle and bustle of the day and sinking into a deep silence.

The moonlight is like silver, sprinkling on every corner of the campus, as if covering the world with a soft gauze.

The shadows of the trees sway, the breeze blows gently, and rustling whispers come from among the branches and leaves, as if telling the secrets of the night.

The teaching building stood majestically in the night, a few faint rays of light filtering through the window lattices, like the slightly opened eyes of a sleeping giant. The corridors were deserted, only the echo of footsteps was particularly clear in the silence, as if each step was knocking on the door of time. The desks and chairs in the classrooms were neatly arranged, as if awaiting the students' return tomorrow. Now, they simply waited quietly, blending into the night.

On the playground, moonlight streamed down like flowing water, tinting the track a silvery white. The basketball hoop in the distance seemed especially lonely in the night, as if recalling the fierce competition of the day. Dewdrops on the lawn shimmered in the moonlight, like pearls scattered across the earth, quietly awaiting the arrival of dawn.

The library's silhouette loomed majestic in the night, like a temple of knowledge, guarding countless treasures of wisdom. The dim yet warm light within the windows, like twinkling stars in the night sky, guided the students still navigating the sea of ​​books. The air between the bookshelves seemed frozen, only the gentle sound of pages turning echoed softly in the silence, as if telling a story a thousand years old.

Chen Zhou rarely took a walk in the East China Sea College. Normally, he would have returned to the base to continue his research on alchemy engineering and soul guide technology.

As the saying goes, more haste, less speed.

As a scholar, Chen Zhou took the ancient advice very seriously.

Perhaps due to the changes of the times and the changes in the ideological environment, the wise sayings practiced by countless ancestors are gradually no longer applicable, but the principles contained in them can remain unchanged and remain relevant over time.

Chen Zhou knew very well that whether it was the revival of alchemy or the research of soul guidance technology, it was necessary to find breakthroughs through continuous accumulation and precipitation.

Excessive pursuit of speed will only make you lost in endless details and lose grasp of the overall situation.

He strolled along the campus paths, feeling the cool night breeze on his face, his heart at peace. He had benefited greatly from the day's classes, especially the in-depth theories on soul power and spirit rings, which had given him a new perspective on his own cultivation. The teachers at East Sea College not only imparted knowledge but also focused on guiding students' thinking, helping them find the path of cultivation that suits them.

Chen Zhou paused and looked up at the night sky. It was dotted with stars, as if countless pairs of eyes were watching him. He took a deep breath, feeling the flow of soul power within him. Suddenly, a strong desire surged within him—he wanted to become stronger, to explore more of the mysteries of the soul master world, to carve out his own path in the field of soul guidance technology.

However, he also knew that all this would take time, patience, and an insatiable heart.

Just then, there was a sound of collision and fighting coming from the distance.

When the heart sees the joy of hunting, it naturally follows its heart.

Chen Zhou walked towards the direction where the sound came from.

It was an indoor training ground, one of the most expensive facilities built by East Sea Academy. It was protected by a shield composed of soul-guided defense devices, allowing students to train freely.

But as far as Chen Zhou knew, at this point in time, theoretically all the school’s public facilities should have been closed.

"Tang Wulin, don't just rely on your brute force, make more use of your Blue Silver Grass!"

"Your martial spirit is not your body!"

A cold voice came from inside. Chen Zhou had never imagined that his junior college classmate, Tang Wulin, was actually undergoing some "special training" here.

Staying up late at night to practice in the indoor training hall, if this isn't special training, then what is it?

After figuring out what happened inside, Chen Zhou immediately lost interest.

It’s simple, just enough for fighting.

Alchemical creations, the mechanical beast clan, soul guidance technology...

I have to spend too much time every day and have no energy to train for so-called actual combat.

"Who's standing outside?"

Wu Zhangkong's voice pierced Chen Zhou's heart, a chilling sound like a sword pointed directly at his heart. Chen Zhou was startled for a moment, then realized he had been discovered. He hadn't deliberately concealed his presence, simply standing outside the training grounds and observing quietly. He hadn't expected Wu Zhangkong's perception to be so sharp.

Chen Zhou didn't hesitate, pushing open the door and stepping inside. Inside the training ground, the lights were dim, and the air was thick with the aftermath of a surge of soul power. Tang Wulin stood in the center of the field, his forehead beaded with sweat, having clearly been training for quite some time. His Blue Silver Grass spirit swayed slightly behind him, as if responding to its master's fatigue.

Wu Zhangkong stood aside, his eyes as sharp as knives, staring at Chen Zhou coldly.

"Who are you? Why are you peeking here?!"

Wu Changkong's cold, questioning voice echoed across the empty training ground, carrying an undeniable majesty. His gaze was like a knife, piercing straight into Chen Zhou, as if he wanted to cut him open and see through his heart.

Chen Zhou wasn't frightened by the cold aura. Instead, he smiled and calmly replied, "I'm Chen Zhou from Class 1, Grade 1, Intermediate Department. I just heard some noise in the indoor training ground and came over to check it out."

"After all, according to the school's rules and regulations, the indoor training grounds should theoretically be considered public facilities, and Donghai College's public facilities should be closed at night."

"I thought it was some petty thief who sneaked in to steal something."

Yesterday, Lan Jia contacted the Chamber of Commerce of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, and a large amount of wealth was about to be deposited into the account. Chen Zhou was able to remain calm and responded to Wu Changkong in a clear and orderly manner.

There will be two more chapters later.

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