"What's wrong? You all look like you've eaten gunpowder. Aren't you going to have breakfast?" Ye Zhiqiu calmly sat down next to Ning Rongrong, picked up a pig's trotter and started to chew it.
The moment Ma Hongjun saw Ye Zhiqiu, tears immediately filled his eyes and he cried miserably, "Boss Qiu, Vice Dean Qiu, you have to take charge of this for me. Dai Lao Er beat me up last night. Look how badly I was beaten." Ma Hongjun pointed to the miserable look on his face while speaking.
Ye Zhiqiu continued to eat his pig's trotters calmly, a faint smile on his face. Ma Hongjun looked so funny now, he was beaten so badly that he was almost unrecognizable. If he had come back last night, Ye Zhiqiu might not have recognized him. Now that the swelling had subsided, he could barely recognize him.
"Fatty, you have to look for your own reasons for why he hit you! If you always expose other people's secrets, I would beat you too," Ye Zhiqiu said with a suppressed laugh.
"I don't know that." Ma Hongjun muttered softly. He felt that he was being beaten unfairly.
"Okay, stop making a fuss. It's not a big deal. Let's eat quickly. You won't be able to eat such delicious food tomorrow." Ye Zhiqiu looked around and frowned.
Everyone then sat down and began to eat breakfast peacefully.
Ning Rongrong ate her red bean buns, her cheeks stuffed to the brim, and moved a little closer to Ye Zhiqiu. She whispered, "Did the dean tell you about some classes in advance? Why can't we have a delicious meal tomorrow?"
Ning Rongrong's question was also what Tang San and the others wanted to know, and they immediately pricked up their ears.
"Ahem." Ye Zhiqiu threw away the pig's trotter he had just eaten, straightened his expression, and looked like he was about to say something important.
Tang San and the others immediately sat up straight, looking at Ye Zhiqiu with anticipation. Ever since seeing Ye Zhiqiu's fighting ability, everyone was eager to become stronger and couldn't wait to have some difficult training courses.
At this time, Ye Zhiqiu looked at the expressions of the crowd, but the corners of his mouth curled up with a look of evil taste, and he said word by word with a mysterious look on his face, "You~guess~"!
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[Negative emotion value from Tang San plus 266]
[From Xiao Wu.]
The group of people all looked as if they had eaten a toad, and they were so angry that their teeth were itching when they looked at Ye Zhiqiu.
If you don't want to tell me, then don't make that misleading expression, you bastard! It's so infuriating. If I could beat you, I would definitely beat you up today.
"Boring." Zhu Zhuqing's face, which was originally full of curiosity, turned cold. She drank the last bit of soy milk in the bowl and walked out slowly and gracefully with the steps of a cat.
"Brother Qiu is not reliable at all." Xiao Wu pulled Tang San's collar and followed Zhu Zhuqing, leaving angrily.
Even Ning Rongrong couldn't help but roll her eyes at Ye Zhiqiu.
"Hey, young people nowadays have no sense of humor at all." Ye Zhiqiu shook his head and sighed, then continued to concentrate on finishing the breakfast in front of him.
Not long after, the bell for Shrek Academy's morning classes rang, and the few people left in the cafeteria hurriedly finished their breakfast and gathered on the playground.
Ye Zhiqiu and his companions were the last to arrive. Tang San and his companions had been waiting for a long time. Even Flanders and Zhao Wuji were already there. However, Oscar did not seem to be there.
Flanders first smiled at Ye Zhiqiu, then turned to look at Dai Mubai and the others and asked, "Where's Oscar? Did that kid sleep in again?"
"I guess he was tired last night." Ma Hongjun muttered softly.
"Hmm?" Flanders frowned.
Seeing this, Tang San hurriedly explained: "Dean, when I left this morning, Oscar was still practicing meditation. He might have entered a deep state of trance and hasn't woken up yet."
Tang San had just finished his words of excuse for Oscar when a voice rang out from a distance.
"I'm coming." Oscar waved his hands and ran towards the group of people. His face did not show any panic about being late, but rather an expression of excitement.
Flanders' eyes immediately widened. "Oscar, do you think running 20 laps was too few? How about running 40 laps this time?"
Oscar's face froze, and he smiled awkwardly, "Master Dean, there's a reason I'm late. I just broke through to level 30!"
"What?" Flender was stunned. Not only Flender was stunned, but also Zhao Wuji, Tang San, Dai Mubai and the others were stunned.
In Douluo Continent, food-type martial spirits are one of the most difficult martial spirits to cultivate. Even if Oscar has a food-type martial spirit with innate full soul power, the cultivation speed will be discounted, and it is probably about the same as the cultivation speed of other types of soul masters with innate eighth and ninth level soul power.
Oscar was able to reach level 30 at the age of just 14, which was considered to be a very talented person among the Seven Monsters.
Of course, this guy still can't be compared with some monsters, and he is more vulnerable than others.
But Flanders and Zhao Wuji were obviously very satisfied with Oscar's training speed. They looked at each other and laughed a few times.
"Okay, Oscar, you are very good and did not disappoint us teachers. Originally, I wanted to help your Vice Dean Qiu hunt the fourth spirit ring today, and take you new juniors to the Star Dou Great Forest to see the world. I didn't expect that you would give me a surprise. Now I can help you hunt a spirit ring directly." Flanders said with a look of relief.
"Um, by the way," Oscar, who was originally excited, suddenly became depressed. Could you please not be so hurtful when speaking?
Tang San, Dai Mubai and others were all surprised. It turned out that Ye Zhiqiu was hiding this matter while eating in the cafeteria?
If you think about it carefully, it seems that when Ye Zhiqiu was competing with Zhao Wuji the day before yesterday, he had already said that he was level 40, so there didn't seem to be anything wrong with hunting soul rings. How come they didn't react to this?
"Okay, I'll give you half an hour. Go back and get ready. I'll go to Soto City to rent two carriages and set off soon. Destination: Star Dou Great Forest." Flanders gave the instructions with a smile on his face, then summoned his cat-owl martial spirit and flew away in an instant. The direction he was heading was Soto City.
Flanders was now wealthy, so he naturally chose to enjoy himself when traveling far away. If Shrek's financial situation had been the same as before, Flanders would probably have let them run all the way there.
Shrek is not far from the Star Dou Great Forest, but it is still more than 500 miles away. If one relies on running to get there, it is estimated that few of the Seven Monsters can endure it.
Ye Zhiqiu, Ning Rongrong and Tang San all have storage soul guides, and most of their things are inside, so there is nothing they need to prepare.
Dai Mubai and the others didn't have such goodies. They each returned to their dormitories to pack a change of clothes and carried them on their backs. After all, if they went to the Xingdou Great Forest to hunt soul beasts, if they were unlucky and couldn't find a suitable soul beast, they might stay there for a long time. They had to make some preparations, including some emergency dry food.
About half an hour later, two fairly luxurious carriages slowly drove over from the direction of Soto City. Each carriage was pulled by two nimble horses. It seemed that Flanders must have spent a lot of money.
At the gate of Shrek Academy, everyone has gathered, including teachers Zhao Wuji and Flanders, a total of 10 people.
There were exactly five people in one carriage.