After Yun Chuan exited the room, he sniffed the sweet aroma of cake lingering in the air.
Looking at the small cake on the table, Ning Rongrong, against her will, swallowed her saliva.
Her heart was currently in a struggle.
Rationally, she didn't want to eat such charity, but her body's reaction was honest.
"No! I can't eat it!"
Ning Rongrong forced herself to look away, muttering, "Does that scoundrel think he can buy me off with a piece of cake? Hmph, does he think I'm some country bumpkin who's never seen the world?"
Outside the room.
Yun Chuan leaned against the wall, his eyes slightly closed.
A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Because of his keen hearing, he could clearly hear the sounds coming from inside the room.
It was a very cute sound.
...
After a while, the door opened, and Ning Rongrong walked out expressionlessly, having returned to her dignified young lady demeanor.
"Decided? Then let's go."
Yun Chuan looked at her with a smile, his clear, beautiful eyes revealing an indescribable softness, like a gentle breeze sweeping through Ning Rongrong's heart.
For some reason, Ning Rongrong felt that this guy was actually quite pleasing to the eye, it's just that he was sometimes too annoying.
Ning Rongrong lightly snorted and walked towards the dormitory exit.
In the end, Ning Rongrong still finished her run.
Oscar was greatly surprised, thinking how changeable Ning Rongrong was; she had gone out just now, and not long after, she obediently returned to finish her run.
...
Evening.
The training ground.
Everyone gathered here, waiting for someone's arrival.
Soon, Flender arrived.
He immediately said, "Next, I'm going to take you to your first class.
Rongrong and Oscar, you two have expended too much, just observe.
This will also be your formal lesson.
If you don't follow my requirements, don't blame me for being ruthless then."
"Follow me."
After speaking, Flender led everyone towards Soto City.
This time, Yun Chuan did not go along to join the fun, but honestly slept soundly in his classroom, after all, it was just about the Soto Great Spirit Arena, what fun would he, a teacher, join?
He wasn't a student anymore.
...
The next day.
On the main training ground.
Tang San and the others gathered here again, waiting for a long time before seeing Flender slowly approach.
"Where's Oscar? Is he sleeping in again?"
Flender noticed there were only six people present and immediately said with some anger.
Tang San quickly said, "When I came out this morning, he was still cultivating.
Perhaps he entered meditation and couldn't wake up in time."
Flender frowned and said, "This class today cannot proceed without him.
Tang San, go call him."
Tang San nodded, just about to return to the dormitory, when he saw Oscar running over, his face filled with excitement.
"Oscar, are you trying to run laps again?" Dean Flender glared at him.
Oscar shook his head, "No, Dean, please let me explain.
I've broken through, I've reached level 30."
"What?"
At this moment, everyone simultaneously cast astonished gazes at Oscar.
One must know, Oscar was only fourteen years old, and reaching level 30 spirit power at fourteen was already a quite astonishing number.
More importantly, he had a food system Spirit, which was one of the most difficult types of Spirit to cultivate.
On the Douluo Continent, Spirit Masters above level 30 were already relatively rare.
Those above level 40 were even scarcer.
food system Spirit Masters above level 50 were as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns, and food system Spirit Masters above level 60 had almost never appeared.
Even if they did, they were cultivated by large clans or places like Spirit Hall over many years.
Now, their academy actually produced one.
Flender immediately burst into laughter, "Good, good, good, Oscar, you are the second existing student to reach level 30, truly worthy of being a Shrek Academy student."
Dai Mubai walked to Oscar's side and patted his shoulder, "Little Ao, congratulations.
Although you reached level 30 a bit slower than me, as a food system Spirit Master, you are the most outstanding genius I've ever seen."
The others also stepped forward to offer their congratulations.
Only Ning Rongrong stood in place, looking at Oscar with a somewhat complex expression, while Zhu Zhuqing lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking.
"Alright.
Today's class begins now."
Flender's voice pulled everyone back from congratulating Little Ao.
"Today's class is very simple.
Oscar, you are the protagonist today.
For today's class, each of you, except Oscar, must eat at least one of the two types of Sausage created by Oscar's spirit power."
"What?" Xiao Wu exclaimed as soon as she heard Flender's words.
"Dean, what kind of class is this?"
Flender grandly said, "This is called adaptability training.
I ask you, which is more important: life or face?
When you can only choose one of the two, which will you choose?
Although Oscar's Spirit incantation is a bit vulgar, the Spirit Sausage he creates is the best food system Spirit I have ever seen.
In the future, you will train together, and if you cannot achieve tacit understanding, you will waste the best auxiliary partner."
"At the same time, this is also training for your mindset.
If you can't even do this much, how will you survive in the Spirit Master's world in the future?"
Hearing Flender's words, the three girls present visibly looked displeased, their faces filled with resistance.