Jamie took Annie to arrange their dormitory, and the other students, knowing that the terrifying training would begin in three days for a month, were not in the mood for eating and drinking, so Jason hastily ended the banquet.

When they returned to Dormitory No. 18, which was an independent courtyard, Du Chen glanced at Dormitory No. 17 next door. Annie would be moving in there soon. Damn it, he ended up being neighbors with a beautiful girl. Wasn't this increasing his chances of making mistakes?

However, Annie's pair of sky-blue eyes looked really familiar!

Pushing open the door, Xuebir Harry had already set up some snacks on the stone table in the courtyard. When he saw Du Chen return, he warmly greeted him and said, "Respected master, welcome back. I'm sure your gathering with your classmates went smoothly."

Du Chen ignored him with a serious face and walked straight into the inner room. "Harry, I want to rest for a while. If anyone comes looking for me, tell them I'm out. Oh, and exclude my big brother and the academy's teachers."

"Understood!" Harry followed behind Du Chen, fawningly saying, "Master, while you were away, I went out to inquire. Some older students told me that the strengthening training in three days is very terrifying. Be careful. They say that last year..."

Huh? This Snowbeast person is quite clever!

That's right! A capable slave should be rewarded.

Du Chen took out a few silver coins from his purse and threw them to Harry. "You did a good job with this matter. Consider it a reward. In the future, gather more information about the academy's knowledge and let me know if there's any news."

"Oh, master, allow me to praise... hehe, Harry understands. You don't like hearing idle talk. I'll go ask the senior students about what to pay attention to during the strengthening training. If you don't want to be disturbed, I'll lock the door." He quickly ran off, but when he reached the door, he stopped again. "Master, dinner is already in the hall, and the bathwater is in the backyard. Oh, and without your orders, I wouldn't dare enter your bedroom, so I put your favorite honey wine in the study."

This Harry is truly an excellent slave. Even the most demanding master would be taken care of comfortably, right?

Unfortunately, he's a Snowbeast person! Du Chen shook his head. The people of the Fighter God world had accumulated over a thousand years of experience, and they wouldn't be wrong—Snowbeast people equaled betrayal. He couldn't trust him too much.

Du Chen returned to the inner room and continued his research on the Lotus Treasure.

First of all, Du Chen wanted to see if the magical treasure could be imprinted on other parts of his body. Otherwise, he could imagine a scene like this - a great battle is imminent, and Du Chen is facing a life-or-death struggle. The enemy brings out a holy artifact, and at that moment, Young Master Du shouts, "Look at my holy artifact!" and sticks his hand into his crotch...

Just the thought of this scene made Du Chen laugh and cry. It was really inconvenient to have the holy artifact hidden in his buttocks. He couldn't possibly take off his pants before every battle, right?

Or maybe he could make the lotus burst through his pants? But that wouldn't work either. Did he have to fight naked?

That would be too embarrassing.

Fortunately, after Du Chen's research, he found that the three blooming lotus flowers could be imprinted on other parts of his body. Du Chen imprinted two of them on his elbows - he could make them fly out from his sleeves when needed. The other one he used to store things, imprinting it on his lower back to also defend against attacks from behind.

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The second experiment was Du Chen's dream - flying.

Unfortunately, Du Chen failed in this experiment. He couldn't accurately control the lotus flowers to perform various actions, so he couldn't step on them and fly. So far, the three lotus flowers could only be used to throw weapons. Just imagine, in his past life, people could launch projectiles, but who could fly by stepping on them?

To fly, he needed to be able to manipulate the lotus flowers flexibly, something Du Chen couldn't do yet.

But he believed that with more good deeds, he would eventually be able to fly.

When Du Chen's research came to a temporary end, it was already dark outside. He went to the balcony to stretch his muscles, but as soon as he stepped out, he immediately went back inside.

Du Chen's dormitory was an independent small courtyard, with a flower hall in the front yard and a small training ground in the backyard. In the middle was a two-story pavilion, and all the surrounding courtyards had the same architectural style. When Du Chen reached the balcony on the second floor, he saw someone standing on the neighboring balcony - Annie!

Damn it, she had already moved in.

"Master, I heard some good news!" Harry, the Snowbeast people, ran back along the riverbank and as soon as he found Du Chen, he eagerly said, "Master, I found out something. Since yesterday, many faculty members have been marking out routes around the island. It seems that the first task of this year's intensive training is running!"

That's right! Harry is really good! Du Chen secretly praised him and gave him a few silver coins.

After receiving the silver coins, the Snowbeast was about to thank him when his expression suddenly changed and he covered his nose with both hands, sniffing vigorously.

"Harry, what did you smell?" Du Chen asked curiously.

Harry's eyes shifted and he said, "Master, I saw many interesting things by the river. Let's go and take a look!" He gave Du Chen a meaningful look.

The master and servant went to the riverbank, away from the dormitory. It was then that Harry said anxiously, "Master, I smelled a strange scent just now. It was obviously masked by something else, but my nose is the best among Snowbeasts, and I managed to detect it even with all the interference! Master, the witch you encountered in the Port of Antwerp is nearby!"

Witch Helen!?

A flash of insight struck Du Chen. Oh my god, those sky blue eyes belonged to Helen!

Damn it, Helen disguised herself as Annie and infiltrated the Battle God Academy!

"Master, please don't show any surprise. I brought you to the riverbank because I was afraid that the witch would overhear our conversation. Maybe she's watching us right now!" Harry said calmly, though his chubby white face was full of fear.

Du Chen glanced at the seventeenth dormitory where Helen lived and thought to himself, if he could recognize Helen from her eyes, could she possibly recognize him?

........

At this moment, inside the seventeenth dormitory, Helen sat on a chair with her eyes closed, deep in thought. Standing beside her was a middle-aged woman, with an ordinary appearance and attire, like one of the countless middle-aged maids on the street.

"Miss, what are you thinking about? Today, I saw you frequently glancing at the neighboring courtyard. Are you interested in that handsome young man?" the woman said.

"Sulan, stop joking. Let me be alone for a moment! Francis's eyes are exactly the same as the eyes of the Fighter God who saved me," Helen replied.

"Is that possible? He's just an ordinary student, only fifteen years old this year!" Sulan exclaimed. "Besides, you can't determine a person just from their eyes. Human eyes can be very changeable."

"No, do you remember? I told you before, I used the Soul Capturing Technique on him before the Fighter God saved me!" Helen explained.

Sulan's tongue rolled out in surprise - her way of expressing astonishment was peculiar. "So, you're saying Francis could possibly be that Fighter God?"

"I'm not sure either. After all, a powerhouse of that level could easily interfere with my Soul Capturing Technique. I need to have more contact with him to further confirm," Helen said.

Sulan licked her lips and suggested, "Why don't I go and test him tonight?"

"Are you crazy!?" Helen grabbed Sulan's hand. "This is the Fighter God Academy! Not to mention how many experts are around, do you even know Francis's temperament? If he really is that Fighter God and you attack him, I believe he will kill you without hesitation!"

After carefully weighing the pros and cons, Sulan gave up on this bold idea. She sighed and lamented, "Ah, if only I had smelled the scent of that Fighter God during the siege. Unfortunately, my attention was all on Zig."