Chapter 67 The First Lesson at Notting College



Looking at the scenery before him, which was completely different from Shenfeng Academy and Notting City, Feng Xiaotian's expression kept changing.

In front of the gate of Notting College stands a completely cut, dark stone tablet with four silvery-white, vigorous characters on its surface: "Unity of Knowledge and Action".

Feng Xiaotian's gaze lingered on the stone tablet for a few seconds. Although he didn't quite understand its meaning, he could roughly guess that it was a school motto like that of Shenfeng Academy: "Swift wind sweeps away all things."

Passing through the stone tablet inscribed with the school motto, there is a wide white stone walkway. Willow trees are planted on both sides of the walkway, and the branches sway in the breeze, making Feng Xiaotian linger for a long time.

"This is completely unlike any academy I know, yet strangely, it feels like this is the academy I should be..."

Feng Xiaotian felt very comfortable here, and there was a strange sense of grandeur about it.

Even at Shenfeng Academy, there are only a few thousand students. Apart from the simulated cultivation environment, the campus environment is quite ordinary and feels very crowded.

Unlike Nottingham College, which has a grand and spacious feel, this school is quite different.

Studying here, Feng Xiaotian felt that at least his mind would broaden considerably.

After walking along the long white stone road, the willow trees on both sides gradually thinned out, and a large modern teaching building appeared in front of him, which surprised Feng Xiaotian.

Are there still buildings like this?

The six-story brick and stone building, which was several hundred meters long, was a large and unusual building he had never seen before.

"Food and Beverage Department..."

Looking at the two large characters on the side of the building, Feng Xiaotian read them aloud softly.

He vaguely remembered that Teacher Ye had assigned him to the War College that morning.

He could roughly understand the meaning from the name.

But with food-type martial souls, does Notting Academy really have that many people?

Looking at the teaching building in front of him, Feng Xiaotian had no doubt that it could accommodate nearly a thousand people studying at the same time.

With a sense of novelty, Feng Xiaotian stepped into the building.

Thanks to the enhancement of his martial spirit and soul power, his hearing was excellent, and he could hear the noisy voices coming from the second floor.

Without much thought, he went up the stairs to the second floor and entered the classroom from the back.

It was a place that, in his view, resembled a kitchen in terms of layout and function, but its spaciousness and cleanliness made him suspicious.

Neatly arranged kitchen counters lined the inside of the classroom, with thick pipes connecting to the stoves above them, and cabinets around them filled with seasonings he was very familiar with.

"Is this a culinary academy...?"

With some absurd idea in mind, Feng Xiaotian didn't rush to leave, but instead stood in the last position.

There were quite a few people in the classroom, about 15, scattered around the kitchen counters, while others gathered in small groups chatting.

From the few words he overheard, Feng Xiaotian roughly knew that today was the first class for the freshmen, and everyone was a stranger to each other.

And no one came up to chat with him from the corner behind him, so he was happy to be left alone.

Since I hadn't eaten lunch, I figured it would be great to get a free meal like this.

Before Feng Xiaotian could wait long, a burly, blond-haired middle-aged man walked in.

He was shirtless, and his eight-pack abs looked incredibly imposing.

Everyone in the classroom, including Feng Xiaotian, was shocked to see the middle-aged man carrying a huge box into the classroom.

"This is a teacher from the Food Science Department? Are you kidding me..."

Feng Xiaotian opened his mouth slightly, thinking that this teacher could lift him up like a chick.

Are food-type Soul Masters starting to focus on battle scrolls these days?

"Greetings, everyone!"

After placing the large box on the ground, the blond-haired middle-aged man glanced down and, seeing that it was quiet below, nodded with slight satisfaction.

After his gaze lingered on Feng Xiaotian for a few seconds, he didn't say anything, but instead began to introduce himself:

"My name is Jie Lu, one of the teachers in the Food Academy. My soul power is level 61, and my martial soul is flour."

"Level 61?"

"Lord Soul Emperor!?"

"A food-type Soul Emperor!?"

"......"

Upon hearing Xie Lu introduce himself, the students below erupted in uproar.

A food-type Soul Emperor is even rarer than a Soul Douluo.

Even Feng Xiaotian didn't expect that any random teacher from Notting Academy would be at the level of a Soul Emperor.

The highest level at Shenfeng Academy is a Food-type Soul King; there isn't a single Food-type Soul Emperor.

Soul food created by food-type Soul Masters is definitely a good thing for ordinary Soul Masters; the higher the Soul Power, the better the effect.

A food-type Soul Emperor is a guest of honor anywhere, and should never appear in an academy.

After listening to Jie Lu's introduction, Feng Xiaotian straightened his posture slightly, his eyes burning with desire as he looked up at Jie Lu.

Both food-based and healing-based items greatly aid in daily cultivation.

Notting College, what a wonderful place!

After the noise below subsided, Jie Lu then spoke:

"Don't be surprised by my soul power and identity. It has nothing to do with your life and studies in the Food Academy."

"Only a small portion of you possess food-type martial souls, yet you still managed to pass the assessment and enter the Food Academy. Do you know why?"

Jie Lu glanced around and pointed at Feng Xiaotian, who was sitting in the back corner:

"This student, why don't you tell us?"

"I!?"

Feng Xiaotian opened his mouth wide and pointed to himself.

He wasn't admitted through an assessment, so how would he know?

However, to avoid giving himself away, he braced himself and stood up, glanced around at his surroundings, and then, a sudden idea struck him:

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