Oscar and His Sausages

Hearing Zhao Wuji announce the result, the five of them felt a wave of relief. As long as they had passed, their efforts had not been in vain.

"All right, Mubai, take your junior brothers and sisters to choose their dormitories first," Zhao Wuji instructed.

"Yes, Teacher Zhao," Dai Mubai replied.

"Everyone, follow me." Dai Mubai then smiled and gestured for them to keep up.

"Okay." Of the group, only Tang San nodded and responded aloud. The others merely gave slight nods.

Dai Mubai glanced at Lin Qing. After all, among these people, Lin Qing was now the one he feared most.

Many years later, if anyone asked Dai Mubai whom he had least dared to provoke during his time at Shrek Academy, he would certainly answer: Lin Qing. Whether it was Lin Qing himself or the people around him, if you dared provoke them, then sorry—even a god would not be able to save you.

As the only person present who had witnessed the entire battle between Lin Qing and Zhao Wuji, Dai Mubai understood Lin Qing's terror better than anyone. Because of that, he no longer had even the slightest thought of revenge against Lin Qing.

So, Dai Mubai was now trying his utmost to appear a little friendlier in front of Lin Qing.

However, Lin Qing did not care about any of this. He had barely even paid attention to Dai Mubai at all. If not for Zhu Zhuqing, he would never have noticed Dai Mubai in the first place. Thus, he practically ignored him.

Sensing Dai Mubai glance at him, Lin Qing gave him an indifferent look. That single glance startled Dai Mubai again, and he could only lower his head and lead the way to the dormitories.

After entering the academy, the group, who had been anticipating that the academy might hold hidden wonders when they saw its gates from outside, felt somewhat disappointed. How was this any different from a village?

Lin Qing and Tang San, however, did not feel much about it. One had long known what Shrek was like, while the other trusted his teacher too blindly and believed that since his teacher had sent him to this academy, there must naturally have been a reason.

The group continued onward.

"Selling sausages! Sausages for sale!" As they walked toward the dormitories, a vigorous cry suddenly rang out.

They had set out in the morning, arrived at Shrek Academy, and gone through registration and assessment. By now, it was gradually nearing noon, almost time to eat. Besides, they had just fought a battle. Though they had not been deeply involved, they had still participated in a battle, hadn't they? More importantly, they had been injured during it and needed energy to recover their strength.

Hearing the cry and smelling the rich scent of grilled sausages drifting over from nearby, their hunger immediately surged.

"Smells so good! Lin Qing, I want to eat those sausages!" Xiao Wu smelled the grilled sausage aroma, and tears of emotion nearly flowed from the corners of her mouth.

Lin Qing looked toward the source of the cry and saw a stubbly, delicate-looking Chengdu loli... no, a delicate-looking middle-aged man with short hair pushing a cart and calling out to customers. His cart was piled full of fragrant grilled sausages.

"Sure, I'll buy you some." Lin Qing affectionately pinched Xiao Wu's little cheek, then prepared to head over.

"Big Brother Xiao Qing, I want one too. Could you buy Rongrong one as well?" Ning Rongrong raised her hand and asked Lin Qing.

"Sure, I'll get you one too. Zhu Qing, do you want one?" Lin Qing asked.

Zhu Zhuqing merely nodded slightly. Given her personality, she could not act as openly as Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu.

Seeing Zhu Zhuqing nod, Lin Qing walked over to the sausage stall, preparing to take out money and buy some sausages.

"Um, Lin Qing, wait. I advise you not to buy his sausages." Dai Mubai hurriedly stepped forward to dissuade him. After all, his impression of Lin Qing was still far too brutal.

Lin Qing naturally knew that Oscar's spirit chant was, how should he put it? Somewhat... special. It could make people's imaginations run wild.

But honestly, Lin Qing did not see it that way at all. In his eyes, only people whose minds were impure to begin with would associate it with such filthy things.

"What?" Lin Qing frowned. Dai Mubai was stopping him from buying grilled sausages for no reason, which made him somewhat displeased.

"You'll understand once you see it. Little Ao, make a sausage for everyone right here," Dai Mubai said to Oscar.

"Boss Dai, this..." Oscar looked troubled.

"Quit talking nonsense. Make it, now!" Dai Mubai raised his fist and waved it in front of Oscar.

"Fine, I'll make one. Is that enough?" Oscar said helplessly. He could only make a sausage on the spot. "I, your father, have a big sausage!" As he recited the spirit chant, a large, long grilled sausage appeared.

Seeing the big sausage, which was filled with the scent of meat, Lin Qing could not help recalling his past life. Back then, he had also loved those volcanic stone grilled sausages sold at roadside stalls. Three yuan for one meat sausage, and a single bite would make it burst with juice. That had been the youth of Lin Qing's past life.

Yet compared with those sausages from his past life, this sausage created through a Spirit Skill was not only more than twice as large, but also restored Soul Power and stamina after being eaten. It even carried a slight healing effect. They were simply worlds apart.

The other four, upon hearing Oscar's spirit chant, immediately put on expressions of agony and stared at Oscar with disgust.

Even Tang San, pure and immaculate as ice and jade, wore a strange expression. After giving Oscar a disgusted look, he closed his eyes and circulated the Mysterious Heaven Skill slightly to recover.

Seeing this, Oscar sighed and prepared to put away the sausage, close his stall, and leave.

"Give me the sausage," Lin Qing said calmly, without showing that disgusted expression.

"You really want my sausage?!" When Oscar heard Lin Qing ask for one, he initially thought he had misheard. Once he realized it was real, his face instantly filled with surprise and confusion.

"What's wrong? Did you add something else to your sausages? Are they inedible?" Lin Qing was genuinely puzzled. In his eyes, it was clearly just a sausage. Could it possibly be poisonous? And even if it were poisonous, with Lin Qing's current physique, he would not fear even Wisteria Flower Poison, which was specially used against Demons. No other poison could possibly affect him in the slightest.

"Lin Qing, don't you think Oscar's spirit chant is disgusting?" Dai Mubai asked, somewhat confused.

"Disgusting? What's disgusting about it?" Lin Qing was initially baffled, but then understanding immediately flashed through his mind. He looked at Dai Mubai with disgust. "I knew you were a lecherous tiger. It's just a spirit chant, yet you can think of that kind of thing. If you can associate a spirit chant that a Food System Soul Master cannot control with such filthy matters, then your own thoughts are filthy to begin with."

"And if you insist on thinking that way, there's nothing I can do about it. I'm not some god who can control your thoughts. But at the very least, in my opinion, you cannot make a rash judgment about a Soul Master based solely on a single spirit chant. That is unfair to him," Lin Qing said.

"Moreover, the food made by Food System Soul Masters can often save lives. If everyone rejected a Food System Soul Master's food because of one spirit chant, then when you truly need that food, it will already be too late for regret."

"That's all I have to say. All right, boss, can you give me the sausage now?" Lin Qing turned back and asked.