Bab 94: Oscar's Big Fresh Sausage And Little Cured Sausage (3)
Again he ate a sausage supplied by Oscar. The open injuries on Zhao Wuji's body began to rapidly heal, the pain also reducing correspondingly.
Tang San had just now not recovered much of his internal strength and was once again exhausted, this time he did not even speak, just directly passed out, fortunately Oscar at his side, hurriedly caught him.
Zhao Wuji's strength was formidable, on his body the injuries were all on the surface. Under the use of Oscar's fresh sausage and dried sausage, in a moment's work he already recovered ninety percent.
Looking at the unconscious Tang San in Oscar's arms, Zhao Wuji's brows wrinkled minutely, saying:
"Mubai, you are in charge of getting these four new students settled. Tomorrow the term starts. You must not move the hidden weapons this Tang San littered all over, some are poisoned, wait until he wakes up and let him gather them himself."
Leaving behind these sentences, Zhao Wuji at this just turned and left.
Following Zhao Wuji walking in the distance with his eyes, Oscar supporting Tang San reached Dai Mubai's side, letting Tang San also lean to the side. Looking at Tang San, again looking at the not lightly wounded Zhu Zhuqing and on the other side the unconscious Xiao Wu in Ning Rongrong's arms. Could not help but say:
"What's going on with teacher Zhao today? Menstruation came? What's he up to making life difficult for a few freshmen?"
Dai Mubai unhappily said:
"Can you speak a bit louder, let teacher Zhao hear you better. Right now I reckon he is holding back a bellyful of fire, just don't know who he will find to vent on. Menstruation? I see you're menstruating. Thirty days a month. Approximately still can rest one day, barring February, still must lack two days."
Oscar somewhat resentfully said:
"Don't say it so lewdly all right, there are still girls present."
"Get lost, you have your Big Sausage Uncle place, can you still lack lewdness? We'll first settle down these few and then speak again."
While speaking, Dai Mubai stood up with Zhu Zhuqing from the ground, regarding Zhu Zhuqing's ice-cold murderous gaze, he seemed to basically just not see it.
Oscar looked at Dai Mubai, again looked on the other side at Ning Rongrong, whispering,
"Why are you holding those beautiful girls, while I'm carrying a guy?"
Dai Mubai's evil eyes swept across,
"This is a question of character."
When Tang San awoke from his sleep, outside the sky was already gradually darkening, somewhat drowsily opening his eyes, he discovered he was lying in a wooden house.
The room was not big, about than ten or more square metres, apart from the bed he was lying on, to the side was still another bed. Oscar sat on it, muttering something unknown to himself.
"Where is this?"
Tang San's voice was a bit hoarse, within his body continuously had an empty feeling.
Oscar saw him awake,
"This is our dorm, hereafter it's you and me together. You're called Tang San, right. Today you were truly awesome, even a fierce person like that teacher Zhao ate a loss from you."
Oscar's peach blossom eyes blinked, looking at Tang San, in his eyes clearly expressing an excited light.
"Xiao Wu? How is she?"
This was Tang San's most important question.
Oscar said:
"Be at ease. She's all right. She and that beautiful Ning Rongrong live together. Should recover from sleeping for a night. That Seven Treasures Glaze Tile School's Ning Rongrong is truly beautiful."
Speaking, he still swallowed saliva. Peach blossom eyes shining repeatedly.
Tang San propped himself up to sit, after consuming a great amount of internal strength he most feared relaxing, if he did not promptly recover, it was very possibly could lower his cultivation.
"Hey, Tang San. From now on we are roommates. How about first getting to know each other? My self-introduction. This one is Oscar (referring himself), twenty ninth ranked Tool Spirit Master, Spirit: Sausage. Nicknamed Sausage Monopoly. You can call me Sausage Monopoly Oscar. You can also directly call me little Ao."
Tang San smiled, saying:
"It's not Big Sausage Uncle then?"
"Pei, pei, what big sausage uncle. Tomorrow I shave my beard. Let you have a look at my handsomely natural, outstandingly elegant, refined wind side. The Academy got several pretty juniors, I can't again be so dejected. Dai Mubai that fellow clearly fancies that ice cube beautiful woman, Xiao Wu is yours. Then I also only can only make an effort with that difficult to pursue Ning Rongrong."
"Me and Xiao Wu are only friends."
Tang San frowned, Oscar's speaking pattern more or less suited him.
Oscar smiled vulgarly, saying:
"Come on, don't pretend. We're both men, who doesn't understand who, ah. Didn't expect, you at such young age, unexpectedly picked up a beautiful young lady. You a lone man and lone woman coming all the way to the Academy, what can't have happened? Boss Dai said, exactly because Xiao Wu was injured you just went at Zhao Wuji like it was your life. You say you are only friends, who will believe it? Be at ease, I little Ao am very principled, what is called 'friend's wife is impolite', eh, no, it's 'should not covet your friend's wife'. I absolutely will not have notions regarding your Xiao Wu."
Seeing the strange light continuously in Oscar's peach blossom eyes, Tang San was speechless. He also didn't feel like explaining anything again, directly entering cultivation state, beginning his internal strength recovery.
In the dead of night, the entire Shrek Academy was completely quiet. In the day's exam, just like what Dai Mubai anticipated, besides Tang San's four, there was not one exam candidate that could pass the third test. And this still was several years since, the most students Shrek Academy accepted in one year.
Zhao Wuji as deputy chairman, naturally had his own residence, and was right now alone within a room somewhat sulky.
He already changed into clean clothes, the wounds on his body had also healed, those minor injuries naturally could not be regarded as anything, but the blow to his mental state could not be small.
How could he have expected, he originally only was scratching an intention to exercise his body, yet greatly lost face. If it was before, he would not even have thought about it, Tang San would immediately have died by his hand. But right now their position was different, he was an Academy teacher, Tang San was a student. He could only swallow this smothering air.
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