RNP Chapter 27: Pre-Battle Preparations
Chapter 27: Pre-Battle Preparations
"Senior, are freshly made sausages better than sausages that have been made and left out for a long time?"
Like a scholar with a spirit of exploration, Ning Yuanshan eagerly snatched the sausage from Oscar's hand after Oscar finished chanting the incantation and ate it without hesitation.
Then, smacking his lips, he picked up a sausage from the ground, ignoring whether it was covered in dust or not, blew on it, and stuffed it into his mouth, savoring it in big bites.
"How lewd, disgusting..." Hearing such a lewd and disgusting incantation, the girls present felt nauseous and made a gesture as if they were about to vomit.
Their disgusted expressions were like another knife plunged into Oscar's heart.
Noticing that his soul power was gradually recovering, Ning Yuanshan clicked his tongue in amazement and nodded, saying, "The taste is very good! The effect is even more outstanding. I'd appreciate it if you could give me a few more, senior."
Ning Yuanshan praised him gently, his eyes as calm as a still lake, revealing not a trace of disdain. Oscar felt an immediate urge to lead Ning Yuanshan's horse and fall from the stirrups, to give his life for him.
Ning Yuanshan could understand why the other girls were disgusted by the Oscar sausage, but why did Tang San, with his braised egg head, also look like he couldn't bear to look at him?
You have a useless Blue Silver Grass martial soul, and your master's martial soul, Luo Sanpao, attacks enemies by farting. How can you have the nerve to mock and despise other people's bizarre martial souls?
"After stealing the Tang Clan's secret techniques in his previous life, Tang San, who possessed unparalleled skills, was able to endure for more than ten years without revealing them. The way of Tang Clan assassins should have such tenacity. In this life, Tang San's temperament seems to be just average..."
It's no wonder Ning Yuanshan shook his head inwardly. Having been bombarded by the massive amount of information in modern times and having read so many novels and watched so many movies and TV dramas, he knew that the protagonists were often different from ordinary people.
For example, when everyone can't stand Oscar's sausage, the protagonist should jump out without batting an eye and eat it all up, then say something pretentious.
"Cough cough cough, how many people would love to eat the delicacies made by a food-type Soul Master? Besides, if we successfully join Shrek Academy in the future, we will inevitably fight alongside this senior. How can we not get closer to such a powerful food-type Soul Master?"
Since an opportunity to show off his unique style and get closer to Oscar was presented to him, Ning Yuanshan certainly couldn't let it pass.
Most importantly, Ning Yuanshan wasn't pretending; he genuinely didn't find eating Oscar sausages disgusting at all. On the contrary, he felt a sense of novelty and curiosity because it was the first time he was eating ingredients made from martial spirit materials.
Tang San and his group of high-born, arrogant guys probably don't think much of Oscar. He's just a tool, a commoner who can't fight.
In modern internet slang, it's like eating too much. Rice is grown with manure, after all. If you've never experienced hunger, how can you know how precious the food made by a food-type Soul Master is?
"The path of martial spirit cultivation not only requires extremely high talent, but also a tenacious will. If you can't even bring yourself to eat a small sausage, what will you do if you encounter a desperate situation where you have no water or food?"
Ning Yuanshan was speaking to Zhu Zhuqing. The two of them had been traveling together for a long time and had become quite close. As for their old acquaintances Tang San and Xiao Wu, Ning Yuanshan felt it was best to avoid them.
"Then I'll try it too..." Zhu Zhuqing thought of how miserable she was during the days she was being chased, and now she was just eating a grilled sausage, which was nothing.
Oscar's sausages were indeed delicious, and Ning Yuanshan chewed them with great relish, eating several in a row. The soul power he had consumed during the fierce battle was slowly recovering to its full strength.
Oscar's sausage-shaped spirit can amplify Ning Yuanshan's second spirit skill to some extent. If the fourth test follows the original story, then the warmonger Zhao Wuji will personally take charge.
Faced with a soul power level difference of tens of levels between the two sides, Ning Yuanshan's existing attack methods would probably not be very effective, so he might as well just play the support role throughout.
If Ning Yuanshan's second soul skill, Adrenaline, could only supply two or three people initially, with Oscar's sausage recovery, Ning Yuanshan could provide adrenaline to four or five people, meeting everyone's support needs.
While pondering how to handle the upcoming assessment, the group headed towards the fourth assessment point.
Just like in the original story, their fourth assessment was indeed a fight with Zhao Wuji, and the freshmen had to work together to withstand Zhao Wuji for the duration of an incense stick burning.
"Why did Teacher Zhao personally take action?" Dai Mubai asked with a serious expression.
To be honest, he was quite embarrassed at the moment. According to the normal assessment content, he should be competing with the freshmen. However, Dai Mubai was defeated by Tang San, Xiao Wu and Ning Yuanshan one after another yesterday and today. If he were to preside over the assessment test, wouldn't he be delivering food to the door?
He waved his hand, beckoning Ning Yuanshan and the other four to his side, and said in a deep voice, "This is going to be difficult. The fourth test is a real battle, and you need to fight me and survive for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. But now the proctor is going to personally take the field, which is going to be tough..." Dai Mubai smiled wryly and gave everyone a look that said, "Good luck to you guys."
"We're five against one, what's a little bit of holding out for the time it takes to burn an incense stick..." Xiao Wu said dismissively.
Ning Yuanshan was well aware of Zhao Wuji's strength. After Xiao Wu finished speaking with a grin, he quickly interrupted and asked Dai Mubai about the situation.
"Brother Dai and I have fought against San Ge before. Judging from his expression, this Teacher Zhao must be extremely difficult to deal with. I would appreciate any advice or suggestions from Brother Dai..."
As the saying goes, "the nail that sticks out gets hammered down," and in some situations, one has to play it safe. But in this situation, one should speak up and speak out. Ning Yuanshan interrupted Xiao Wu's mindless remarks and then pointed out the current situation, prompting everyone to follow their own line of thought and ponder the matter.
This move drew everyone's attention to himself, and by comparing him to Xiao Wu, he inadvertently established his dominant position. In the future, if Ning Yuanshan disagreed with others, everyone would subconsciously trust and submit to him.
Dai Mubai looked at Xiao Wu as if she were an idiot, then introduced Zhao Wuji's soul power level and martial soul enhancement direction to everyone, "Teacher Zhao Wuji is a level 76 Soul Saint. As the vice dean of Shrek Academy, his strength is only slightly weaker than the dean..."
"Teacher Zhao's martial spirit is the Mighty Vajra Bear... Its defensive power is extremely terrifying... You should be careful and try to delay as much as possible," Dai Mubai advised kindly.
As Dai Mubai continued his introduction, everyone's expressions turned serious. The elegant woman with short hair and a long dress suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "It's him?!"
"Zhao Wuji, the Immovable King! He became famous on the mainland long ago, but suddenly disappeared at the height of his fame. I never expected to meet him here, working as a teacher in such a small school!"