Weinerson ignored Ron, but looked down at the empty golden plate in front of him. The special friction sound and heavy feeling of the parchment still existed, which proved that everything that just happened was true.
God, what happened to me just now? I don’t look like myself for some reason?
His thoughts were still active, and he seemed unable to relax. The scene of sleeping and the projection of the Crimson God was repeated in his mind.
When did He project it?
When I touch the blasphemous slate?
When I talk to amorphous creatures?
Or is it that He is always there, constantly possessing a certain person, constantly shifting, and always putting his perspective around me?
"No, the gods will not be so boring, and he has maintained enough goodwill from beginning to end... Anyway, I have to go back to the old royal court at night and ask Gorot. Listen to his opinion." Weinerson thought about it and laughed at himself, feeling relieved.
After a while, after all the students had finished their tests, Professor Claudy ordered the meal to begin. Only then did Weinerson realize that he was already ravenous.
Ron was devouring pumpkin pie and roast chicken on the side. Carl was holding a glass of red wine and seemed to be tasting it carefully, sometimes nodding and sometimes frowning. He knew red wine very well.
Lilith cut the steak gracefully, her eyes sweeping across the crowd, her attention not on the meal at all, and she didn't look hungry at all.
Ollie Henry's eyes kept fixed on me. Did he hate me?
No, no, his eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he wanted to crucify me upside down... Weinerson was shocked. This royal from Hedunmar actually wanted to kill him?
Is it because of Avril Lavigne?
He moved his eyes back, bypassing the other noble children, and went to the door of the door, looking for Avril, but he did not find her, but saw the senior senior sister from before, Catalina!
"Little brother, are you willing to date your sister?"
"As long as you agree, sister can bring you the ultimate pleasure! Just tonight, right now!"
Catalina stopped charmingly next to the door frame, deliberately exposing her slender thighs wrapped in black stockings, and her dark brown eyes were suddenly covered with a layer of pink.
Weinerson looked at Catalina's pupils, and his whole body suddenly felt warm. A seductive evil thought sprang up from bottom to top, and he could not suppress it.
"What a beautiful lady..."
It happened in an instant. Just as he continued to look directly into the pink eyes, the illusory octopus tentacle deep in the sea of spiritual consciousness suddenly twisted and slapped him.
"oops!"
Weinerson suddenly woke up and covered his forehead with one hand, his expression twisted and beads of sweat rolled down his face.
The whipping came quickly, and the piece that went away disappeared in an instant, and the illusory tentacles immediately returned to silence.
Uh...it hurts!
Weinerson quickly looked away. He randomly picked up a piece of mashed potatoes and stuffed it into his mouth, not daring to look at it again.
As soon as the mashed potatoes entered the mouth, a special milky fragrance burst out from the mouth, soothing the pain of being slapped by the illusory tentacles just now.
Weinerson was immediately stunned. As a member of Greater China in his previous life, he had never tasted any delicacies. After traveling through time, he thought this world was actually a food desert. He never expected that there would be such delicious food.
I'm just superficial. It turns out that the food deserts in other worlds are only for the poor.
Weinerson swallowed quickly, drank a large glass of ice wort, and then dug in a few more spoonfuls of mashed potatoes and some steak.
The sauce is rich and fragrant, the meat is charred on the outside and tender on the inside, crispy and chewy on the teeth. Once you take a bite, you want to swallow your whole tongue.
Professor Claudy stood up at this moment. He looked at the students who were feasting with a smile. It seemed that there was nothing better than seeing the students gather together to enjoy the dinner.
"Children, all your talents have been tested!"
"According to the record of the amorphous creature cub just now, the first place in this test is also the first place in the entrance exam. His name is: Venusson Vandero!"
After Professor Claudy finished speaking, he directly picked up the wine glass.
"Let's raise a glass together and cheer! Let's celebrate!"
The bright red wine liquid swayed in the glass, with layers of film-like wine stains hanging on it. After the professor drank it all, everyone clapped and cheered, while Carl silently raised the white wine. The liquid cup was touched towards Wei Nasen!
"Congratulations, first place in admission!"
Weinerson shook his head. He originally wanted to say the word "lucky", but he was always a little embarrassed. He responded with lines from online articles he read in his previous life. It was not his style at all.
"What do you think of Ron's proposal?" Karl hesitated for a while and asked in a spiritual voice.
"Ron's proposal...is it a points competition?"
Weinerson glanced at Ron, who was lying on the dining table, belching wine. His face was as rosy as his own fiery red hair.
"Karl, you should be very powerful. Do you also need to form a team to complete this points battle?"
After Weinersen subconsciously said it, he immediately frowned. He always felt that something was wrong. He didn't mean to say this just now.
There is a more tactful way. Although this is what I meant, I would never say it so rashly. It is too rude.
Karl paused, and after drinking the last sip of wine, he said calmly:
"You know, we also have this power, but Lilith doesn't. When we team up for the first time, I hope you can protect her, especially in battle, and also let her have a true understanding of the extraordinary world."
"What are you talking about?" Lilith seemed to hear her name. She turned her head and looked at Weinerson and Karl. "Weinason, would you like a glass of Rust red wine?"
"Thank you, yes." Weinerson specially emphasized the word 'yes' when he said it. He was actually saying it to Karl.
"cheers!"
"Wait..." Ron suddenly raised his head with a red, chubby face.
"And me! And me!"
Weinerson looked at the plate next to Luo in stunned silence. It was full of food, and almost all of it was things he had never eaten before.
Pan-fried steak, a whole charcoal grilled chicken, fried pork chops, golden lamb, sausages, Yorkshire pudding, young pea shoots, tenderloin and carrot slices, minced gravy, etc., and even rock sugar.
Ron's size is not unreasonable. Isn't it almost as big as the appetite of two adults? Or the kind that means you have been hungry for three days?
I always felt that if Ron was allowed to eat freely, he might be able to eat a whole cow!
Weinerson whispered, and saw the crimson moonlight outside the window falling all over the ground, and the stars in the sky shining brightly.
The freshman banquet lasted for nearly three hours and ended with Professor Claude's words of praise and everyone's thunderous applause.
"What a wonderful day."
He wiped his eyes, watched the amorphous creature cubs put away their dinner plates one after another, and said:
"Children, the annual competition for points for freshmen is about to begin. In order to ensure that you are all in the best condition, it is time to go to bed."
"According to your will!"
After the banquet, the four members of the team walked through the noisy crowd, walked out of the splendid auditorium, and climbed the marble stairs.
Weinerson's legs felt like lead again. This was not because he was too tired or too full, but because of the dormitory problem.
Living in the same dormitory as Avril...
...
Honavitch University, 5th floor of the senior women's dormitory!
"Katerina, did you see anything today?" Meili, wearing a set of pure white pajamas, scratched her frizzy white hair and asked.
"No."
Catalina answered briefly, her gaze extending outward, thoughtfully.
"Oh, it's different from what I guessed, but Avril seems to know something. At the banquet, she told you not to waste your efforts. Does he have mysterious power that can block the prying eyes of the scrutinizing eye?"
Catalina shook her head. She was very distressed at the moment. Although she used more than half of her spiritual power to activate the extraordinary ability of the "artist", the Eye of Examination, she still could not see clearly the specific situation of Weinersen and obtained a relatively good result. Satisfactory description.
Of course, this does not mean that the eye of scrutiny is invalid. For clerics who are lower than themselves, opening the eye of scrutiny is like a grader selecting students' art papers.
The advantages and disadvantages of each paper cannot escape the scrutiny from a professional perspective. To a certain extent, the eye of scrutiny can see through everything, including the human mental body, spiritual body, and etheric body. It is a very terrifying extraordinary ability.
"I can't see through him at all. Why on earth is that?"
"Is it possible that he is not a low-sequence priest, but has been promoted to a land angel?"
"No, it's impossible for such a young land angel, he is only 19 years old, how could he digest the promotion brought by the Profanity Card so quickly."
Catalina recalled the scene at the dinner. At that time, she tried various methods, even used charm and teasing, and nakedly raised questions about pleasure, with such a passionate attitude, but these methods failed to influence Weiner. Sen works.
Finally, I discovered that he was chatting with Lilith Moore, and I always felt that he seemed to be interested in girls with small breasts.
Catalina lowered her head and looked at herself. Her graceful curves and white skin showed a completely different temperament and figure that a 20-year-old girl should have.
"He actually doesn't like black stockings? There is no man in the entire Phaedras continent who doesn't like stockings."
I must understand what's special about him. The person Professor Wright likes is definitely extraordinary. Fortunately, he comes from a commoner...well...poor family, so there won't be many people who will compete with me.
Humph, I don’t know how many aristocratic ladies from Huttonmar will be seduced by today’s rising star. They are reserved on the surface and always act Gent-style reserved, but in their hearts they desire and admire more men than anyone else to go to bed every night. …
This is different for us Zhan Baiting. If you like it, you will get it. Even if you secretly take a magic potion and drag him to bed, this means that you have taken a mandatory step towards the result. As long as it is what you want, everything will be fine. It doesn't matter.
