Chapter 35 Klein shared his acting skills with you
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The glass glasses clinked together, making a crisp and pleasant sound. The light golden champagne was covered with fine bubbles, which looked very beautiful under the light.
In contrast, the cup of water in Lu Ze's hand was not so good. Because of the incident of seeing two dead people after drinking, he no longer dared to try alcohol easily.
"Hey, Lu Ze, aren't you going a little too far? This is a dinner specially held for you, and you won't even drink a sip of wine?"
Leonard teased with a smile.
"Oh, sorry."
Lu Ze had no choice but to explain, "After I drink, I tend to become mentally unstable and see strange things, so I can't drink."
After he said this, the atmosphere at the banquet suddenly became a little colder.
Losing control is one of the things every Beyonder least wants to experience, and Lu Ze just happened to be one of the Beyonders on that very dangerous path. With his explanation, no one urged him to drink anymore, but the atmosphere became a little awkward. Even Leonard, who was usually frivolous, had an embarrassed expression, as if he had said something wrong.
"It's okay, don't worry about me."
Seeing this, Lu Ze smiled and said, "I'm usually fine, but I have problems after drinking. It may be because I need to continue to master the potion to reduce the impact. It should be fine after a while. Then we can drink together again."
After that, he raised his glass frequently, symbolically chatting and joking with each of his colleagues, which gradually helped to improve the atmosphere. When Lu Ze and Klein clinked glasses, the latter seemed hesitant, as if he wanted to say something. But he quickly concealed it, and Lu Ze didn't ask any further questions.
Captain Dunn was the last to clink glasses with him.
"Old Neil sent me a letter."
Dunn chuckled, "He said he's feeling very at ease working in the Goddess's church. He's let go of his past regrets and has been sleeping soundly lately."
"That's perfect."
Lu Ze replied.
"If Old Neil were still here, he would definitely praise this steak." Luo Shan cut a piece of juicy steak and said with emotion after tasting it. But even though she said that, she put down her knife and fork, not eating or drinking, and only stared at the meat on the table.
"It's a pity he's not here," said Ms. Xijia Teong, who had a writerly air. "So, just think of it as eating more for him."
"But I still need to lose weight."
Roxanne was a little shaken.
"It's okay, these are for old Neil to eat."
"Ms. Xiga, you are right!"
Luo Shan confirmed Xiga's statement and began to eat hard.
During the dinner, everyone was chatting and laughing, talking about recent interesting things and daily life, and the scene was very lively.
Lu Ze returned to his seat and began to focus on the food before him. The fatigue from the exercise had left him with a loss of appetite, but reason told him he had to eat something. He could only cut the steak into small pieces, stuffing a small amount into his mouth at a time, chewing it roughly a few times, and then using broth and water to help him swallow. After eating slowly for a while, his appetite gradually improved, and he finally finished the food in front of him.
The waiters brought dessert, and the already full colleagues began chatting. Xijia discussed the difficulties of writing his novel with Luo Shan, Klein and Leonard discussed poetry, and even the aloof Luo Yao exchanged a few words with the stern Fry.
The wine and the feast were all good, but they all had to come to an end. Seeing that everyone had almost finished eating, Dunn, as the captain, raised his glass again and said, "Alright everyone, at the end of the feast, let's toast to Lu Ze again."
Everyone raised their glasses at the same time and looked at Lu Ze, with a smile on their face.
Lu Ze stood up with his cup, looked at his colleagues' smiling faces, and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thank you everyone."
He said sincerely.
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Besides a loss of appetite, another consequence of physical exercise is muscle soreness. While Lu Ze hadn't had any problems that day, waking up the next day was a struggle; even getting up was a struggle. Fortunately, his sister Cecilia, who had learned massage techniques while caring for him, massaged his entire body, loosening up his muscles and helping him feel better.
Because of the Lanevus incident, they were unable to go to the theater to see the performance last weekend, so they changed their plans to this weekend.
Over the next few days, Lu Ze's life became more regular. He would report to the company in the morning, then study mystical knowledge until lunch and a break. In the afternoon, he would go to the shooting range to practice shooting, and then go with Klein to receive training from combat instructor Gawain.
"You have almost mastered the basics of occult knowledge."
That morning, Klein smiled at Luze and said, "It's time to put this into practice."
"Oh? How do you mean?"
When Lu Ze heard him say this, he became interested for a moment.
"Don't get so excited. It's just an underground market for mysticism." Klein said with a smile, "I'll take you there to have a look and buy some materials. Then when we come back, I'll teach you how to make a sleeping spell."
"That's a great idea."
Lu Ze said happily that he knew the Sleeping Spell. Luo Yao had used it to control Hainas when he was controlling him. Although he had the more convenient Servant Bell, after all, the origin of that item was difficult to explain, so it was best not to use it in front of his colleagues.
The two of them got on a public carriage and chatted all the way in the shaking carriage until the carriage arrived at the dock area of Tingen City, where they got off.
"How's your control over potions going lately?"
As they chatted, Klein mentioned something about potions, intentionally or unintentionally.
"It's okay. As long as you rest normally, you won't hear any strange noises."
Lu Ze also answered casually, but he began to feel confused in his heart, not knowing what his colleague was going to say.
"Um."
Klein took a few more steps, turned to look at him, and said, "You know, I've been working as a fortune teller at the Divination Club lately."
"I've heard it from others."
Lu Ze nodded. Klein, a true fortuneteller possessing magical powers, going to that kind of place was a complete dimensionality reduction attack. And since he went there so frequently, he must have earned a lot of extra money.
"When I tell fortunes for others in the club and give them guidance, I always feel that the effect of the potion in my body has diminished."
Klein continued.
Um?
Lu Ze sensed something was wrong and couldn't help but stop and look at Klein.
Is he hinting that I should play the role of a lawyer?
"What do you want to say?"
"I mean, when I act according to the name of my potion, it seems to become more adapted to my body." Klein smiled and continued to remind Luze, "So I thought you might as well give it a try and act according to the name of your potion. Perhaps this way, the potion will have less effect on you."
He really knew how to act, and he took the initiative to tell me!
Oh, yes, he probably had similar thoughts at the last dinner.
Lu Ze thought to himself, and understood the meaning of his previous strange micro-expression.