Chapter 48: Adaptive Courses.
The bell rang, and everyone hurriedly finished breakfast and headed to the playground.
Neither the dean nor the teachers had arrived, and as for the students, Oscar was the only one missing. Only Xuan Mo knew that Oscar would soon break through to level 30.
Dean Flanders was once again teaching them today. Xuan Mo and the other seven waited a full quarter of an hour before the dean finally arrived.
A moment later, seeing that Oscar hadn't arrived for class yet, Flanders's face darkened, a vein throbbing on his forehead. "It's the second class today. Where's Oscar? Sleeping again?"
Tang San, Oscar's roommate, quickly explained to Flanders on Oscar's behalf, "Dean! I saw Oscar still practicing this morning, so I didn't disturb him. He must have been practicing too much and lost track of time!"
Flanders's anger faded slightly after hearing Tang San's words, but he still said to Xuan Mo, "Mo, go get Oscar. I can't attend class today without him!"
Xuan Mo smiled faintly, "Dean, I don't think I need to call him. He's already here." He pointed to a figure running towards him from a distance.
Oscar was already hurrying in the direction Xuan Mo pointed, running from the dormitory. However, his face didn't betray the panic of being late; instead, it was filled with excitement and pride.
Flanders's brows furrowed slightly when he saw Oscar, and then his whole body trembled. But he quickly recovered, and the corner of his mouth curled up.
Flanders then glared at Oscar. "Oscar, are you thinking of running laps again?"
Xuan Mo noticed, however, that Uncle Flanders' eyes weren't filled with anger, but rather joy.
Seeing this, Oscar, assuming Flanders hadn't sensed his own breakthrough, quickly shook his head. "No, Dean, please let me explain. I broke through this morning. I've reached level 30."
"What?" Everyone, save Flanders and Xuan Mo, who already knew, simultaneously cast surprised glances at Oscar.
Even Flanders, who already knew, was thrilled, his eyes lighting up, and he exclaimed "good" three times.
Oscar was only fourteen years old. Reaching level 30 at fourteen was a truly astonishing feat. Furthermore, Oscar possessed a food-type spirit, which was extremely difficult to cultivate, far exceeding that of other spirit masters.
"Not bad, little Ao! You're the third person in our Shrek Academy to break through to level 30. Congratulations!" Xuan Mo stepped forward and patted Oscar on the shoulder.
At this point, even Dai Mubai's expression faded. He walked over to Oscar and hugged him. "Little Ao, you're quite capable. Although you're a little slower than me in reaching level 30, as a food-type spirit master, you're already the most talented I've ever met. How did you unleash your potential?"
Oscar scratched his head, chuckling. "It just came naturally. After all, I've been stuck for a long time. It's just average, nothing to write home about."
Despite Oscar's words, he couldn't suppress his smugness, causing the other students to roll their eyes.
"Okay, for today's class, Oscar, come out and use all your spirit power to make grilled sausages and cured sausages,"
Flanders interrupted the discussion and said to Oscar, "Each of them should get at least one of each."
As soon as he said this, the older students, Xuan Mo and the others, remained calm, while Tang San and the others' expressions changed slightly. Xiao Wu, with a grimace on her face, raised her hands in protest. "Dean, you're not going to ask us to eat Big Sausage Uncle's sausages, are you? No!"
However, Xiao Wu's protest was clearly ineffective, and Flanders rebuked her, followed by a lecture.
As he finished his last sentence, the three girls present paled, their faces visibly visibly awful. Ning Rongrong, the rich girl in particular, felt the urge to vomit.
"Oscar, begin!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Oscar simultaneously extended both of his hands, chuckled, and chanted his soul spell, conjuring the sausages.
Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.
"Fatty and I will start first."
Xuan Mo and Ma Hongjun simultaneously emerged from the crowd, picked up a sausage each, and began to devour them with gusto. Xuan Mo and Ma Hongjun were probably the least bothered by Oscar's spell. After all, they had been friends for over six years and didn't eat much. Besides, for a foodie, Oscar's sausages were indeed delicious.
After finishing his meal, Xuan Mo glanced at Ning Rongrong as he walked back to the group, their eyes meeting. Then, Xuan Mo spoke to her,
"I'm next."
Just as Dai Mubai was about to step forward, Ning Rongrong unexpectedly stepped forward. Seeing this, Dai Mubai paused.
After all, he wanted to see if Ning Rongrong would actually eat the sausages transformed from Oscar's spirit, or if she was just showing off.
Ning Rongrong walked back and forth, looking at the two sausages with a strange glint in her eyes. Then, she took a few bites and swallowed them.
After finishing, Ning Rongrong glanced at Xuan Mo, her eyes slightly complicated.
Then, Dai Mubai took the sausages and ate them, followed by Tang San and Xiao Wu. Finally, Zhu Zhuqing, after a moment's silence at Flender's warning, reluctantly ate.
Flanders looked at everyone with satisfaction. "Okay, that's all for today's class. Go back and prepare for the day and get enough rest. Gather here early the next morning, and a teacher will take you to hunt for spirit rings." With that, he left...
Later, on the way back to the dormitory, Dai Mubai told Xuan Mo and the others that he would take care of things. Then, he looked at Xuan Mo and Ma Hongjun and asked if they wanted to go together. He also asked about the Fatty's evil fire problem and how it was being resolved.
But as soon as Dai Mubai said this, Ning Rongrong casually asked, "Xuan Mo, are you and Fatty going to a brothel?"
But before Xuan Mo could reply, Ma Hongjun spoke up, "Don't get the wrong idea. Brother Mo isn't a casual man. He wouldn't even be interested in ordinary women."
Ma Hongjun glanced at Ning Rongrong and fabricated a story about Xuan Mo's type of woman. It all matched. Suddenly, Xuan Mo's face darkened completely.
With the exception of Ning Rongrong, everyone's eyes turned to Xuan Mo, sizing him up, nearly irritating him to death.
Then, after giving Ma Hongjun a scathing glare, he stood up and walked away, clearly intending to settle a score later.
Soon, when most of the group had left, leaving only the remaining boys and Xiao Wu, the only ones left.
Xiao Wu jokingly said, "Fatty, you slander Brother Mo like this, aren't you afraid that he will come after you?"
"Hey, that's nothing." Ma Hongjun waved his hand indifferently, and turned his attention to Dai Mubai and Oscar. As for Tang San, well...
"Dai Mubai, bitch Oscar, did you see anything?"
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