"That's enough, Yan Shaozhe."
Seeing his daughter's face turn red after being scolded, Old Song also frowned.
"Shrek's dignity cannot be trampled upon. Lin'er was a little impulsive, but aren't you going too far in accusing her?"
Yan Shaozhe shook his head helplessly.
Passed?
If I didn't say that, this woman would probably really be carried away and rush to fight the Sun and Moon Empire.
You old guys seem to have no brains at all. Judging from your behavior just now, let alone refutation of Xian Lin'er, several of you were even so excited that your blood boiled and you were ready to go with Xian Lin'er!
But after all, Old Song was the third in command of the Sea God Pavilion. Now that Moon En has passed away, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the second in command. In front of the former, he is just a junior and could only nod helplessly.
"Hmph!" Xian Lin'er rolled her eyes at Yan Shaozhe.
"Since Shrek has chosen stable development under the protection of Ancestor A Yin, I suggest that the funding for the Soul Guidance Department be reduced." Yan Shaozhe remained calm and ignored Xian Lin'er's provocation, but started the main topic of today.
"Yan Shaozhe, are you crazy?" Xian Lin'er was irritated and pointed at his nose and said angrily. "When the teacher was still alive, he always supported the development of the Soul Guidance Department. And from the Sun Moon Empire, everyone can see the potential of the Soul Guidance Department. Without the Soul Guidance Department, what can Shrek Academy use to fight the Sun Moon Empire?!!"
Qian Duoduo looked helpless and hugged his wife, fearing that the two would fight in the Poseidon Pavilion.
"Take the martial soul system!" Yan Shaozhe said lightly.
"Can they win?" Xian Lin'er sneered. "In the last competition, the Wuhun Department was beaten to a pulp by the Sun-Moon Empire. So even if we give all the funds to the Wuhun Department, can we win against the Sun-Moon Empire?"
“…”
Hearing this, the elders all looked strange. After all, they were also a traditional martial spirit faction. However, as time went by, many things had happened on the continent, which made them see the horror of the soul guidance system. In addition, with Elder Mu's constant advocacy, they gradually changed their minds.
So Xian Lin'er's attack can be considered as area damage.
"Cough, cough, Lin'er!" Old Song coughed twice lightly.
After stopping Xian Lin'er, she looked at Yan Shaozhe with indifferent eyes: "Okay, let's end this matter here. Shrek Academy will give the Soul Guidance Department resources according to what Mu Lao decided before his death. Not a cent will be reduced!"
Because of her daughter, she has always been a staunch soul guide.
"Mr. Song! This concerns the future of the college!" Yan Shaozhe took a deep breath and looked directly at Song Yunzhi, who had half of her body tied up with bandages, with a firm expression and no retreat.
“This is like an arms race between countries. The gap between us and the Sun-Moon Empire is like a natural chasm. It will take at least several centuries to catch up before there is even a glimmer of hope. But in an arms race, the Sun-Moon Empire can easily bring down Shrek Academy. They are too wealthy… In addition, they have recently swindled a lot of gold soul coins from various major forces. With one side gaining and the other losing, how can Shrek win!”
Yan Shaozhe said earnestly.
"Hehe, do you think that Mr. Mu did something wrong?" Mr. Song sneered.
"I..." Yan Shaozhe choked.
Speaking of which, now is a critical moment.
The Treasure Pavilion was cheated of many of its most valuable treasures, which were sold to the Sun-Moon Empire. But what was even worse was that Shrek took the money "earned" from the Sun-Moon Empire and "gave" it back to the Sun-Moon Empire!
With all the events happening now, even a giant like Shrek is finding it a bit overwhelmed and its foundation has been damaged.
As finances become tighter, internal "struggles" will become more intense.
After all, there is only so much cake, if some people eat more, some people will eat less.
If Shrek Academy was still financially sound a few months ago, even if it allocated more than 100 million gold soul coins to the Soul Guidance Department, he would at most be a little reluctant, but he would not have gone to the extent of confronting Old Song today.
What about now?
You know, the main profit of Shrek City comes from its location at the intersection of three countries, which facilitates trade between merchants from the three countries. At the same time, it is backed by the Star Forest, and can grab quite rich resources from this treasure house.
As Shrek's wealth is depleted and the Sun-Moon Empire is gradually approaching, if something goes wrong with the Star Dou Great Forest, the overall profit of Shrek City will definitely be greatly reduced!
Let alone the nearly 200 million gold soul coins in net profit every year, even 150 million would be difficult to make. The Soul Guidance Department took the lion's share, but what about the Martial Soul Department? ! !
The Spirit Department is large and powerful, it even has a venue dedicated to raising spirit beasts and countless high-level spirit masters. While the Spirit Department has brought glory to Shrek Academy, it naturally also requires a considerable cost to maintain. Now that the Spirit Department's finances have been cut, and he, as the dean, cannot afford to pay salaries, isn't that a disguised way of asking for the decline of the Spirit Department?
"Mr. Song! One hundred million soul coins are really too much. By that time, I'm afraid that only about 40 or 50 million will be allocated to the martial soul system. Do you want the martial soul system to collapse?" Yan Shaozhe took a deep breath.
"If you say that you want to give 100 million to a top scientific research soul instructor like Mingde Hall of the Sun Moon Empire, then I have nothing to say! But relying on a half-baked person like Qian Duoduo, haha, what else can it do except waste the gold soul coins?"
He was firing on all cylinders. After all, it was now a matter of life and death for the Wuhun system. If he continued to endure it, Shrek would probably be ruined by this group of people!
"We can learn! No one can predict the future of the Soul Guidance Department. Its upper limit is much higher than that of traditional martial souls. As long as we start, and then take one step at a time, it will only be a matter of time before we surpass the martial soul department." Xian Lin'er crossed her arms in front of her chest with a look of disdain.
"Learn... hehe." Yan Shaozhe just felt like he was holding back his breath.
"So did the students that Mr. Mu sent to the Sun-Moon Empire last time learn anything and bring back anything?" He stared at Xian Lin'er and asked in a deep voice.
"Hehe, unfortunately, Ning Tian, Wang Dong, the twin martial spirits Xiaoxiao, and even Le Xuan were all instigated by the Sun Moon Empire! As for the others? Let's not talk about the people sent by the martial spirit department, let's just talk about your soul guidance department. After coming back for more than half a year, what have they learned?"
“How do you know they haven’t learned anything? They will contribute to Shrek’s Soul Guidance Department in the future!” Xian Lin’er retorted.
“…”
Yan Shaozhe was silent for a while.
Can the Sun-Moon Empire teach you real things?
Relying on a dozen students whose talents were not strong at all, these guys who had only learned the basics for a few months in the Sun-Moon Empire would be the pillars of the entire Soul Guidance Department in the future. He suddenly felt a little desperate.
For a moment, it seemed as if he no longer had the mood to argue with Xian Lin'er.
He glanced at the elders, all of whom avoided his sight, and Elder Xuan, who was at the front, had a blank look in his eyes, as if he was wandering in the outside world, and kept drinking.
"Lord Zhu, I want to take this opportunity to say something during this meeting." Yan Shaozhe caught a glimpse of Xian Lin'er's victorious demeanor and said in a calm voice, "I want to resign as the Dean of the Martial Soul Department..."
As soon as these words were spoken, the conference room suddenly became quiet.
Countless ministers looked at him.
Old Song frowned even more and scolded, "Yan Shaozhe, you can't just take the position if you want to, or not if you don't want to. Do you really think that we old guys are just for show? If your wish is not fulfilled, you will quit?"
"Being the Dean of the Spirit Department is because the academy values you, otherwise..."
"I can't just watch the martial spirit system collapse in my hands." Yan Shaozhe said calmly.
"Who said the Wuhun system is going to collapse?!" Old Song said angrily.
Yan Shaozhe's words were tantamount to indicating that it was her decision that destroyed the Wuhun system.
The elders had different expressions.
After all, no one dares to take the blame for this, it is too big a responsibility.
“Without sufficient funds, the collapse of such a large organization as the Wuhun Department is inevitable. The only difference is a slow death. If you can’t take the blame, don’t throw it to me…” Yan Shaozhe chuckled.
"You!" Old Song looked grim.
Although this was the truth, she still felt a little embarrassed.
"Yunzhi, what Shaozhe said makes sense. The annual expenditure of the Martial Soul Department is definitely not small. If we continue to give the Soul Guidance Department 100 million gold soul coins every year, how much can the Martial Soul Department get? 30 to 40 million. Even if Shaozhe pays for this amount of money out of his own pocket, it is far from enough to bear the huge Martial Soul Department."
Mr. Zhuang sighed and stood up to comfort him.
"Then what do you want?" Old Song stared at Yan Shaozhe coldly.
"Fifty percent." Yan Shaozhe didn't ask for much. Seventy or eighty million a year was barely acceptable. At most, he could squeeze a little more out of his teeth and live frugally...
"Impossible!" Without waiting for Old Song to speak, Xian Lin'er was the first to say with her eyes wide open.
"The Soul Guidance Department is the future, especially in the early stages. It requires a lot of financial support. One hundred million is already a lot less than the standard that Mu Lao had set. As long as we invest in the Soul Guidance Department in the early stages, it will definitely bring benefits beyond everyone's imagination. The Martial Soul Department has reached its limit, and continuing to invest can only maintain the status quo."
"Actually..." Qian Duoduo was about to speak when he was interrupted by Xian Lin'er's angry glare.
"One hundred million, not a penny less!" Xian Lin'er added.
"Lin'er!" Old Song coughed twice lightly.
To be honest, everyone knows that with today's meeting, the Wuhun system is about to decline, but no one is willing to admit it, because this thousand-year glory is too heavy and no one can afford it.
So only one victim could be chosen.
That is the current dean of the Wuhun Department, Yan Shaozhe.
If he really quits, who will be the dean of the Wuhun Department? As of now, no one is really capable of taking on the responsibility? No fool would jump in at this time.
Cai Meir looked at Yan Shaozhe nervously, with an anxious look on her face, but she couldn't say a word. Although she was the vice-president of the Martial Soul Department, she didn't even have the strength to become a Titled Douluo, so she had no right to speak.
She could only watch her husband debate with the crowd.
"The soul guidance system accounts for 60%, and the martial soul system accounts for 40%. How about it, Yan Shaozhe, are you satisfied with this?" Old Song said in a deep voice.
Now we have to carry on Mu Lao's will and vigorously develop the Soul Guidance Department throughout the Shrek Academy, and the Martial Soul Department will be the one to be sacrificed. There is really no other way, after all, Shrek Academy also has to consider the future.
Xian Lin'er was right. The martial soul system had reached its end. If we continued to invest heavily, we could only maintain the status quo at best. But the soul guidance system was different. It still had a bright future.
"Forty percent... hehe." Yan Shaozhe chuckled.
"Why, you're still not satisfied?!" Old Song's voice suddenly rose several pitches: "Yan Shaozhe, don't be shameless!"
"Then please hire someone else. I will no longer be the dean of the Martial Spirit Department."
Yan Shaozhe shook his head in despair: "I, Yan Shaozhe, don't mind bearing the infamy in the future. It's for the sake of the academy, but you are not even willing to give me the same treatment as the Soul Guidance Department. It just so happens that my teacher has passed away, and I also plan to travel around the continent..."
"Shaozhe..." Mr. Zhuang was anxious, hoping to keep him.
"Lao Zhuang! Get him out!" Old Song was furious. "Just think that the academy has trained you for nothing!"
"Don't say you are from Shrek anymore! Shrek doesn't have deserters like you!"
"Yan Shaozhe, can you please have some shame? You're cheating because you can't afford to play? You're so shameless that you're not even willing to take the responsibility for Shrek!" Xian Lin'er also scolded.
For a while, the meeting at Poseidon Pavilion was quite chaotic.
Elder Zhuang and several other ministers were trying to persuade them, while Elder Song, Xian Lin'er and several other ministers with bad tempers were scolding Yan Shaozhe.
As for Elder Xuan, he sat in the first seat, his face ruddy and he seemed a little drunk. He looked suspiciously at the chaos in the hall and shook his head helplessly: "It's lonely up there..."
…
The next day.
Outside Shrek Academy.
Yan Shaozhe stared quietly at the place where he had lived for half his life.
It would be a lie to say that I was reluctant, but after resigning from the position of Dean of the Wuhun Department, my greed for power and my lifelong struggle with Qian Duoduo and others seemed to have faded a lot. What I felt more was a sense of calm and relief... It was as if the burden on my shoulders was suddenly gone, and I felt a lot more relaxed.
"Are you really going to leave? Don't you want to think about it again?" Qian Duoduo's eyes were full of complexity.
Whether from the perspective of a friend or Shrek, he didn't want Yan Shaozhe to leave.
“Haha, in such a big Shrek Academy, you are the only one who comes to see me off.” Yan Shaozhe smiled.
"This..." Qian Duoduo looked embarrassed.
The news of Yan Shaozhe's departure was naturally not concealed, and almost all the teachers in the academy knew about it. But just last night, Mr. Song ordered that anyone who came to see him off would be expelled from Shrek Academy and never recruited again, so Qian Duoduo risked being scolded and ran to see him off.
"That's all. No need to say more." Yan Shaozhe nodded slightly, his expression unchanged.
He had offended Mr. Song to death, but he did not regret it.
"If it were in the past, I might have scolded you and exposed your shortcomings without mercy, but now..." Yan Shaozhe smiled, "It seems that I have suddenly lost my temper. You and I have known each other since childhood. We have always been in the same grade and class. We know each other well. I only have one question for you before I leave."
He stared into Qian Duoduo's eyes and said, "Given three hundred years, do you have the confidence to catch up with the current level of the soul guides of the Sun Moon Empire?"
"this……"
Qian Duoduo opened his mouth.
"Five hundred years!" Yan Shaozhe said.
Qian Duoduo: “…”
"A thousand years!"
Looking at Qian Duoduo who was still silent, Yan Shaozhe sighed.
"Forget it, I'm leaving now. Take care of yourselves."
After saying this, his figure slowly disappeared.
Only Qian Duoduo's lonely figure was left.
He was also being dragged forward. As the so-called "winner", he envied Yan Shaozhe. He shouldered the future of Shrek and the hope of victory. His burden was even greater... (End of this chapter)
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