Ning Rongrong: Is This What a Genius Is?

"I..."

Ning Rongrong had wanted to say that she loved Roasted Sausage, but just as the words were about to leave her mouth, she abruptly changed her tune:

"That's right, I don't like Roasted Sausage either."

"This..."

Hearing Du Cheng's words, Oscar froze:

What was going on? Why would anyone not like Roasted Sausage?

Couldn't you learn from that Bucktoothed Ugly Kid over there?

He'd already finished his fifth one!

"Um... Boss Dai?"

His gaze landing on Dai Mubai, Oscar's eyes held a plea for help.

Oscar knew his own business best. He knew perfectly well just how sleazy his incantations were.

If he summoned sausages in front of so many people, let alone getting them to eat them, it would already be a blessing if Little Oscar wasn't beaten to death.

"Why are you looking at me?"

Feeling Oscar's gaze, Dai Mubai nearly jumped on the spot:

"Since the junior brothers and sisters don't like grilled sausages, just summon some sausages instead."

As the words left his mouth, Dai Mubai could not help cursing inwardly, Idiot!

You're out here selling grilled sausages. Didn't you think to summon extra sausages in advance?

Dai Mubai knew very well that he could use everyone's ignorance to disgust Du Cheng, but he absolutely could not help Oscar cover it up.

As fellow academy members, Du Cheng and the others would certainly have dealings with Oscar in the future. Given enough time, they would naturally learn what sort of person he was.

If he did not cover for him, he could still brush it off by saying that he was used to eating Oscar's sausages and had not considered it.

But if he covered for him, then he would be an accomplice!

As the third prince of the Star Luo Empire, Dai Mubai cared greatly about his personal image.

"I... fine."

Since Dai Mubai had spoken, no matter how unwilling Oscar was, he had no choice but to accept reality obediently.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Oscar first pressed his legs together, then placed one hand three inches below his abdomen:

"I Have a Big Sausage!"

As his sleazy yet somewhat bashful voice rang out, yellow light flashed, and a sausage identical to those on the cart appeared in Oscar's hand.

"For a food-type martial soul to function, it must be paired with the corresponding soul incantation."

Before the others could even cast scornful looks at him, Oscar hurriedly explained:

"But don't worry. Although the incantation is a little strange, my sausages are absolutely proper sausages."

"So all the sausages here were summoned like that?"

Glancing meaningfully at the Chinese sausage in Tang San's hand, half of which he had just bitten off, Du Cheng spoke.

"Not all of them."

With things having reached this point, Oscar had entered a state of simply going all out.

The instant Du Cheng finished speaking, Oscar struck the same pose again:

"I Have a Small Chinese Sausage!"

Yellow light flashed once more, but this time, a Chinese sausage appeared in Oscar's hand.

Yes, it was exactly the same as the one Tang San had eaten...

"Bleurgh~"

A strange sound rang out. Despite having lived two lives, Tang San could not help dropping to the ground and retching.

Such a sleazy incantation, such a sleazy pose, and such a sleazy man—Tang San felt tainted!

His furious gaze landed on Oscar, and several flying daggers gleaming with cold light appeared in Tang San's hands.

Had Dai Mubai not promptly stepped in front of Oscar, that guy would probably have been turned into a sieve by now.

"Little Oscar's soul incantations are indeed a little strange, but there is absolutely nothing wrong with the sausages."

Under everyone's gaze, Dai Mubai could only force himself to explain:

"This is my fault. I forgot to tell everyone that there was something wrong with his soul incantations."

After finishing, Dai Mubai even shot Oscar a glare:

"Little Oscar, hurry up and apologize to everyone!"

"Yes, yes, yes."

It had to be admitted that Tang San was still quite intimidating when angry.

Seeing Tang San's row of buck teeth gleaming under the sun, even Dai Mubai could not help but shudder:

It was all that idiot Oscar's fault. Otherwise, how could something like this have happened?

"I'm sorry!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Oscar apologized.

Hiding behind Dai Mubai, Oscar's tone was incomparably sincere:

"Junior, don't be angry. I'm absolutely sincere in my apology."

As if to demonstrate his sincerity, Oscar even patted his chest:

"To show my sincerity, my sausages will be free for you from now on. Eat as many as you want!"

Watching Tang San bare even more of his buck teeth, a faint anger mark appeared on Dai Mubai's forehead:

Idiot, you call that an apology?

If circumstances had allowed it, Dai Mubai would have turned around and stabbed Oscar twice.

"You, I..."

In truth, Oscar realized he had said something stupid the moment the words left his mouth.

But what could he do? Tang San's aura was simply too terrifying.

"Alright, these are all minor matters."

Seeing the atmosphere around them grow increasingly tense, Du Cheng finally spoke:

"Little San's teacher and our headmaster are good brothers. How could he hurt you over something like this?"

"Really?"

A truly furry head poked out from behind Dai Mubai as Oscar's gaze landed on Tang San.

"Hmph!"

With a cold snort, Tang San actually put away the dagger in his hand after hearing Du Cheng's words:

"For my teacher's sake, I won't hold it against you this time."

It was not that Tang San was magnanimous, but that he understood clearly:

He still relied heavily on Master. If he beat up Master's good brother's disciple here, the losses would outweigh the gains.

"That's good, that's good."

As Tang San spoke, Oscar visibly relaxed:

"You can keep learning about the academy with Boss Dai. I'll go sell sausages somewhere else."

As soon as he finished speaking, before anyone could respond, Oscar had already dragged his little cart away in a puff of smoke.

"Ahem~"

Seeing Oscar's sleazy retreat, Dai Mubai could not help coughing twice:

"Little Oscar has always had that sort of personality. Please don't hold it against him."

Heh heh~

At Dai Mubai's words, everyone present kept a cold face and said nothing. Only Ning Rongrong let out two cold laughs.

Was Oscar at fault?

Yes!

But do not forget that, at the very beginning, Dai Mubai had been enthusiastically recommending Oscar's sausages to everyone.

And when the truth was about to be exposed, Oscar had immediately turned to Dai Mubai for help.

In short, Dai Mubai was definitely not as innocent as he claimed!

Thinking about how she had nearly eaten sausages summoned with such a disgusting spirit chant, Ning Rongrong could not help feeling nauseated.

Her gaze falling on Du Cheng, curiosity flashed in Ning Rongrong's eyes:

Handsome, powerful, and so clever—was this the genius Bone Grandfather and Sword Grandfather had spoken of?

Ding, the Host's bond with Ning Rongrong has reached 30. An Advanced Lottery can be conducted at 50!