"Ma’am, how do I get to the dorms?" Gao Neng had no idea why Fang Tangtang was angry.

"Just follow her. You two are rooming together." The female teacher was still lost in her shock and answered offhandedly when she heard Gao Neng’s question.

’I’m rooming with this little girl? So the academy dorms really are co-ed!’ Gao Neng was stunned by the military academy’s liberal attitude.

He didn’t say anything more.

He immediately started following Fang Tangtang.

Fang Tangtang didn’t seem too surprised. She just pouted and walked ahead.

Ten minutes later, the two of them started walking together.

"Your name is Gao Neng? Besides being handsome, do you have any special talents?"

"Does singing count?"

"Singing? I guess that counts. Can you hit the whistle register? Like this... AAAAAAAH OOOOOOH..." Fang Tangtang’s voice soared.

"I could probably learn, but I mainly specialize in children’s songs. Ever heard of ’Little Leaping Frog’?" Gao Neng figured that since they were going to be living together, it was best to break the ice.

"Of course. I’m pretty good at ’Little Leaping Frog’ myself," Fang Tangtang nodded.

"We’ll have to sing it together sometime."

"By the way, are you really from the Forgotten Land? If so, it’s understandable you haven’t heard of the great Death God Fang Tangtang. But tomorrow, at the academy’s freshman orientation, you’ll see just how famous Death God Fang Tangtang is!" Fang Tangtang still seemed hung up on it.

"Freshman orientation?" Gao Neng hadn’t heard anything about it.

"You don’t know? Tomorrow is the 9th. The freshmen will be done learning the school rules, so Old Song will probably want to make a show of his authority and assign everyone to their academies and mentors." 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

"The military academy has different academies?"

"Of course. The military academy has four academies in total: the War Academy, the Manufacturing Academy, the Logistics Academy, and the Research Academy. The War Academy is for training Warriors. The Manufacturing Academy is mainly for learning how to create weapons and Energy Elixirs. The Logistics Academy is mostly for medical personnel, as well as intelligence and reconnaissance. As for the Research Academy, I don’t need to spell that one out for you, do I?"

"You said the Manufacturing Academy is for creating weapons and Energy Elixirs?" Gao Neng understood the other three, but he didn’t quite get the point of the Manufacturing Academy.

"Yep. Look at my Scythe of Death here—it’s a manufactured weapon. Cool, huh?" Fang Tangtang nodded, presenting the Scythe of Death she’d been carrying on her shoulder for Gao Neng to see.

Gao Neng reached out and touched it.

He could immediately feel how sharp the Scythe of Death was. A cold aura radiated from it, and there was even a faint scent of blood.

"Can’t Energy Warriors control energy and transform it into things? Why would you need to specifically manufacture weapons?" Gao Neng asked, voicing his confusion.

"Of course you need manufactured weapons! How strong do you think something you conjure out of thin air can be? Besides, high-level combat is decided in a split second. Who has time to conjure something up? Let me tell you a secret," she whispered, "my Scythe of Death was nurtured with a ’god’ and has killed tons of people. I had to beg my grandpa forever to get it!" Fang Tangtang said with immense pride.

Hearing this, Gao Neng’s mind flashed back to the underground factory, to the sight of Shen Ning’Er in battle.

Back then, Gao Neng had been curious. Why was Shen Ning’Er’s Golden Feather Robe identical every time it appeared? And the suit of armor she had given him also looked the same on both occasions.

They both appeared in an instant.

Then, they were fitted to the body.

Most importantly, it could even resist electricity.

Besides the armor, Shen Ning’Er also seemed to have an alloy spear.

’Thinking back on it now...’

Gao Neng was beginning to understand. ’In a real battle, you don’t have time to slowly conjure things. And even if you did, the result would be crude.’

’But if you could manufacture it beforehand, its strength and power would be on a completely different level.’

Just as Fang Tangtang had said, weapons also needed to be "nurtured."

In the ancient era before the Great Cataclysm, a truly peerless divine weapon could even manifest a "spirit." Countless people had died at the hands of such blades.

"Don’t tell me you’re thinking of enrolling in the Manufacturing Academy, are you?" Fang Tangtang asked, giving Gao Neng a strange look when he didn’t say anything for a while.

"No, just asking." Gao Neng shook his head.

But he was secretly tempted. ’If I could enroll in the Manufacturing Academy and learn to make weapons, Energy Elixirs, and all that... it might not be a bad idea.’

’It’s safe, and you can make money!’

’Oh, right...’

’What exactly is an Energy Elixir?’

Gao Neng was about to ask, but Fang Tangtang had already come to a stop.

Before them stood a small, two-story courtyard house. It was divided into an upper and lower level, with an external staircase leading straight to the second floor.

"Eastern Capital Military Academy is so cheap. They said special admission students get to live in a big house, and this little courtyard is what we get?" Fang Tangtang grumbled, clearly displeased as she looked at the building before them.

Gao Neng, on the other hand, was staring at the small courtyard as if it were paradise.

A lush lawn, a private yard, fully furnished and equipped... there was even physical training equipment in the yard. ’This is a student dorm at the Eastern Capital Military Academy?’

’It’s so much better than the Forgotten Land.’

"Ahem, do you want top or bottom?" At this point, Gao Neng understood that they wouldn’t be sharing a room, but rather living on separate floors.

"What about you?" Fang Tangtang pouted.

"I’m fine with top or bottom," Gao Neng said, unconcerned.

"Then I’ll take top and you can have bottom. I prefer being on top, anyway." With that, Fang Tangtang headed straight up the stairs. Just as she was about to enter her room, she looked back at Gao Neng. "Gao Neng, I, Death God Fang Tangtang, find you pretty easy on the eyes. I am now formally inviting you to join my ’Death God Team.’ What do you think?"

"Death God Team?" Gao Neng was baffled. ’What kind of new gimmick is this?’

"That’s right! My Death God Team is destined to shine bright in the future! Tomorrow, I, Death God Fang Tangtang, will make my name known throughout the entire Eastern Capital Military Academy!"

"’Shine bright’?!" Gao Neng’s eyes narrowed. ’Why does that phrase sound so familiar? Is she quoting "Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star"?’