Oscar's Big Sausage

"This class won't work without Oscar, Tang San, go get Oscar..."

Before Flender could finish speaking, Oscar's excited voice reached everyone's ears.

"Dean!"

Turning their heads, they saw Oscar rushing over from the direction of the dormitories, his face not showing the panic of being late, but instead filled with excitement.

Flender's expression visibly darkened. He thought to himself, He's late but so excited, is my authority not enough? Just as he was about to reprimand Oscar, he heard Oscar say breathlessly, "Dean! I... I broke through... level thirty?"

"Level thirty? What level thirty... you mean Soul Power?!"

Flender didn't react at first, then a thought flashed through his mind, and he looked at Oscar with surprise.

It wasn't just Flender; everyone else looked at Oscar in astonishment. Although Oscar was a little younger than Dai Mubai, he was still only fourteen this year, and he was a Support System, Food System Soul Master at that. These types of Soul Masters generally had a harder time cultivating, yet Oscar had broken through to level thirty?

"That's right! Dean, my Soul Power has broken through to level thirty."

After a moment, Oscar's speech became smoother, and he said with excitement.

"Good! Excellent!" Flender's face broke into a smile, and he patted Oscar's shoulder, his eyes filled with relief and a touch of emotion.

Everyone stepped forward to congratulate Oscar. Regardless of the Food System, even a regular Battle Soul Master breaking through to level thirty at fourteen was a terrifying achievement, and Oscar's potential was clearly limitless.

Although no one present lacked talent, it didn't stop them from congratulating him.

However, two people were exceptions. One was Zhu Zhuqing, who stood still with her head down, lost in thought. The other was Ning Rongrong, whose gaze was much more complex as she watched Oscar surrounded by the others.

After a round of congratulations, Flender continued, "Coincidentally, Oscar is the focus of today's class. The lesson is very simple: each of you must eat at least one sausage made by Oscar."

Oscar blinked, and then his smile towards the crowd gradually turned lewd.

"What is this class called?!"

Seeing Oscar's lewd smile and recalling Oscar's Soul Incantation, Xiao Wu's skin crawled. She couldn't help but exclaim.

"This is called adaptability training," Flender glanced at Xiao Wu and continued.

"I ask you, is life more important, or... when your life is in danger, let alone sausages, you'll eat rats, cockroaches, earthworms."

By the end of his speech, the faces of the four girls simultaneously turned pale, looking grim. Ning Rongrong and Hermione, in particular, felt the urge to vomit.

Flender remained unmoved. He said calmly, "You are monsters, not ordinary people! And as monsters, if you can't even handle this, you might as well drop out. Oscar, begin!"

Oscar chuckled, his eyes indescribably lewd, and two Soul Rings rose from beneath his feet.

"I have a big sausage."

"I have a small cured sausage."

After reciting the two Soul Incantations, two sausages of different flavors appeared in Oscar's hands, their rich aroma instantly filling the air.

However, smelling the aroma made the girls' expressions even more grim, and even the remaining two felt the urge to vomit.

Oscar's face darkened. "Are they that terrifying? Who's first."

"Swish!"

Zhao Xuan instantly moved, taking the two sausages from Oscar's hand and began eating them with gusto.

The girls' gazes instantly shifted to Zhao Xuan, as if they were looking at something terrifying, their eyes wide with fear.

Zhao Xuan remained unfazed, his expression normal. As he ate, he commented, "Tastes good, very fragrant! Evenly marbled, fragrant but not greasy."

"See, I told you my sausages were good," Oscar immediately darted to Zhao Xuan's side, his eyes shining with excitement, as if he had found a kindred spirit.

"Good, give me two more!" Zhao Xuan licked his lips, looking unsatisfied, and said to Oscar.

Hermione quietly leaned over, tugged on Zhao Xuan's sleeve, and asked with wide eyes, "You... don't find it disgusting?"

Zhao Xuan was taken aback. "Why should I find it disgusting? It's just a Soul Incantation, and the food itself is fine."

Being disgusted won't make it disappear from my stomach. Compared to some weird foods from my past life, those were truly disgusting.

Like balut, balut, balut...

For the first time, Oscar saw someone appreciate his Martial Soul and almost felt like crying out to the heavens. Finally, someone who knew quality! Hearing Zhao Xuan ask for more, he quickly conjured two more sausages.

But before Zhao Xuan's hand could reach them, a slender hand reached out and swiftly grabbed the two sausages.

Zhao Xuan and Oscar froze. The others also froze. Looking over, they saw that it was Ning Rongrong who had taken the sausages.

Ning Rongrong's expression was resolute, but her eyes held hesitation. Seeing everyone looking at her, she glared fiercely at Oscar, then, making up her mind, she bit down hard, her demeanor looking truly fierce.

Oscar felt a chill run down his spine, always having a bad feeling about this.

Ning Rongrong's expression was initially one of facing death, but slowly, her expression turned to one of surprise. Clearly, Oscar's Martial Soul had surprised her somewhat.

Seeing this, Oscar became smug again. He chuckled, "How is it? My Martial Soul is pretty good, right?"

Ning Rongrong glanced at him, then her gaze, as if inadvertently, swept over his lower body. A smile appeared on her face. "The feeling of biting it off in one go is quite good."

A shiver ran through him, and Oscar shut his mouth again.

However, after this incident, the others' disgust towards Oscar's Soul Incantation decreased significantly. Or rather, once someone tried it, it wasn't so scary anymore.

The group then took sausages from Oscar one after another, the girls included. However, their expressions were much more contorted, especially when they were biting and looking at Oscar at the same time.

Oscar's fierce expression made his hair stand on end, and the lewd smile on his face became strained.

After everyone had eaten, Oscar wiped away sweat that wasn't there and then let out a heavy sigh of relief, feeling as if his entire body had been drained of strength.

"Mhm."

Flender nodded. Today's lessons had gone very smoothly, and he was quite satisfied.

He looked at the nine children present. Each of them possessed talent that surpassed ordinary people. He believed that each of them would grow into powerhouses renowned across the continent, and they would be the pride of Shrek Academy.

Flender took a deep breath and then declared loudly, "You've all done very well!"

Everyone looked at him.

Flender's gaze was intense as he continued, "You must understand that the world of Soul Masters is not ordinary, nor is it peaceful. True Soul Masters face competition, even slaughter. If you dwell on meaningless Soul Incantations when facing danger, you will lose the opportunity to become stronger, and thus lose the power to contend with others."

"Now, you have one day to rest and recuperate. Tomorrow morning, Zhao Wuji will lead you to the Star Dou Great Forest to obtain Oscar's third Soul Ring. Remember, this is not just Oscar's matter; it is a trial for all of you! Zhao Wuji... and Zhao Xuan will not intervene until you encounter a thousand-year Soul Beast. Everything will depend on yourselves."

Flender looked at them with deep eyes, filled with profound expectation.

Grow up quickly, my little monsters. I look forward to your future.