Flender looked at Tang San's miserable state and felt awkward.
He cleared his throat twice, then quickly turned and waved to a boy hiding behind a distant tree, with only half his butt sticking out.
"Little Oscar! Stop hiding!"
"Come over here and give Tang San a sausage. Hurry up and help him recover!"
The boy was none other than Oscar.
He had wanted to come over and peddle grilled sausages to the new junior students, but he had witnessed Qin Jiuxiao's five black Soul Rings with his own eyes.
He had also seen him make the Zhu sisters and Ning Rongrong use a Martial Soul Fusion Skill to beat Zhao Wuji senseless.
That had given him quite a fright.
He walked over hesitantly, his face flushed red.
It wasn't because he was scared. The incantation for summoning sausages was just too embarrassing.
How was he supposed to get by at Shrek after shouting it in front of so many pretty junior students?
How was he supposed to flirt with girls?
"Dean, I still have some stock in my room. How about I go get it for him?"
"Isn't making one on the spot a little..."
When Flender saw him dawdling, he hurriedly smacked him on the forehead.
"Quit dragging your feet."
Oscar flinched at the slap and had no choice but to steel himself and walk over to Tang San.
He clasped his hands together and recited the embarrassing incantation with a tragic expression:
"I have a Big Sausage!"
Whoosh!
A steaming hot sausage appeared in his hand.
The whole scene seemed to freeze.
Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, Zhu Zhuyun, Xiao Wu, and Tang San, who had just caught his breath.
Everyone's gaze settled strangely on Oscar and the sausage in his hand.
Ning Rongrong in particular had shock