The Emperor of Douluo is coming to the world

Chapter 16 You lie on the bed and don't move
When Wang Xiaoming returned with Oscar, Ning Rongrong sat in front of the Shrek door in despair, lowering her head and sobbing helplessly.

Looking up to see the two of Wang Xiaoming, Ning Rongrong questioned them, and it was Wang Xiaoming to be precise, "Wang Xiaoming, are you willing to help me?"

"Help you get rid of Dai Mubai?" Wang Xiaoming was speechless, he didn't expect Ning Rongrong to be so fragile.

"Well, you know?" Ning Rongrong was both surprised and delighted, feeling that he was about to succeed.

"I know better than you, I won't help you." Wang Xiaoming said unevenly.

"Why!" Ning Rongrong asked loudly, "Don't you like me?"

Wang Xiaoming frowned, and said displeasedly: "Who told you that I like you, and I will not attack my friends unless it is for my own benefit."

Wang Xiaoming's decisive tone made Ning Rongrong even more heartbroken, secretly sad.

Wang Xiaoming sighed, and patted Ning Rongrong on the shoulder, knowing that she needed time to recover, so he left Ning Rongrong behind and walked towards the dormitory on his own.

In the early morning, white light bursts out suddenly, and the sun rises like a torch.

Everyone except Oscar and Ning Rongrong arrived at the cafeteria.

This was Wang Xiaoming's first time eating Shrek's canteen food.

Said it was food, but there were only rice soup and steamed buns, Wang Xiaoming frowned, but thought that this was Shrek Academy, so he took a mouthful of steamed buns.

"Bah!" Under the amazed eyes of everyone, Wang Xiaoming spat out the steamed buns he had eaten.

Wang Xiaoming took a sip of the soup, and without any surprise, vomited it out again.

"Is this for people to drink?" Wang Xiaoming glanced at the unfermented steamed buns and the 90.00% rice soup that was [-]% water, and was very angry.

"Be patient, don't waste food." Tang San comforted.

"Tch, it's another big family." Dai Mubai thought that Wang Xiaoming was another son of a big family.

"Waste? They are wasting food by doing this!"

Although Wang Xiaoming ate worse than this kind of food when he was wandering a few years ago, since Wang Xiaoming knew how to cook, he could no longer eat that kind of food.

"Give it to me." Wang Xiaoming poured the steamed buns and rice soup in everyone's hands into a large basin.

"What are you doing!" Dai Mubai was eating when suddenly someone took it away, very annoyed.

Tang San believed that Wang Xiaoming must have his own thoughts in doing this, so he raised his hand to hold Dai Mubai, and at the same time stopped the others with words.

"Just wait a while." Wang Xiaoming went straight to the kitchen.

It is said to be a kitchen, but it is just a thatched hut less than ten square meters.

The villagers inside were persuaded to leave by Wang Xiaoming. Wang Xiaoming looked at the rice soup and steamed buns in the big basin, thought hard, and then knew how to cook.

……

After waiting for a while, Wang Xiaoming sat at the dining table and ate, Dai Mubai and the others also swallowed.

"It's really delicious, I don't know what you use to make it?" Dai Mubai asked while gobbling.

He completely forgot about mocking Wang Xiaoming just now.

"Use those rice soup and steamed buns." Wang Xiaoming said casually.

Suddenly, the sound of chewing disappeared, Wang Xiaoming looked at them strangely, and they looked at Wang Xiaoming with black lines on their faces.

"Don't worry, the rice soup that was eaten has already entered the pig's nest, and I also picked off the eating part of the steamed buns." Wang Xiaoming took a sip of the porridge made of rice, with a smile on his face.

Everyone sighed slightly when they heard the words. Although Wang Xiaoming had explained it, they were still a little hesitant.

The sound of chewing and drinking soup sounded again, everyone looked, it was Zhu Zhuqing, there was no disgust on her face, as if she didn't hear Wang Xiaoming's words, she continued to drink the porridge with her head down.

Wang Xiaoming looked at Zhu Zhuqing with a smile, raised his eyebrows again, looked around, motioned for Dai Mubai and the others.

Dai Mubai and the others looked at each other a few times, and followed Zhu Zhuqing to eat.

After satisfying the appetite, we came to the playground together.

Ning Rongrong was the only one on the playground, her white and tender face was haggard, and her eye sockets were also red and swollen.

Because of Wang Xiaoming's re-cooking, Flender arrived at the playground immediately.

After waiting for a while, Oscar came to the playground and announced that he had reached level [-]. Everyone congratulated him.

Amidst laughter, Flender pulled them back, "Alright, today's class begins."

"Today's lesson is very simple. Oscar, you are the protagonist today. Today's lesson is that, except for Oscar, each of you must eat at least one of the two types of sausage produced by Oscar's soul power."

"What?" Xiao Wu exclaimed when she heard Flender's words. "Dean, what class is this called?"

Flender said grandly: "This is called adaptive training. Do you think life is more important than face? When you can only choose one of the two, which one will you choose? Although Oscar's soul curse is a bit insignificant, but he created it. The Wuhun sausage is the best food-type Wuhun I have ever seen, and it is also your best support partner."

"And when the time comes, even mice, bugs, and cockroaches will eat them."

What Flender said made the three girls very disgusted, their faces turned pale, and even Ning Rongrong was about to vomit.

Oscar joyfully released his martial soul skills, created a big sausage and a small sausage, and said with a smile, "Who will come first?"

After waiting for a long time, there was still no brave man who dared to step forward.

Wang Xiaoming looked at it twice, no one was there, so he took the initiative to walk over, took the intestine from Oscar's hand, and swallowed it after a few bites.

"It tastes good, one-fifth of mine."

When Oscar heard the first half of the sentence, he was ecstatic, but when he heard the second half, his face was as long as a donkey's.

Wang Xiaoming did not boast, saying that Oscar is one-fifth as delicious as his is still raising the level of Oscar.

Wang Xiaoming shrugged and retreated to the team. Flender looked at Wang Xiaoming and nodded in satisfaction.

Because of having Pioneer, others slowly accepted Oscar's food, especially Ning Rongrong, who bit into it, as if he had vented his anger on the sausage.

When all the dust settled, Flender explained that he would leave for the Star Dou Forest tomorrow.

Back in the dormitory, Oscar was so excited that he couldn't sleep, and Wang Xiaoming could understand it, after all, upgrade, who doesn't love it?

"Brother Xiaoming, why are you not interested at all?" Tang San listened to Oscar's story about the Star Dou Forest, his eyes sparkled, but seeing Wang Xiaoming's indifference, he asked.

"That's where I got my fourth soul skill." Wang Xiaoming said with a smile, his expression froze suddenly.

"I have something to go to Dai Mubai, you go to bed first, don't wait for me." Wang Xiaoming said, and left quickly.

Arriving at Dai Mubai's dormitory, Dai Mubai was applying medicine, the wounds on his body were obviously caused by Wang Xiaoming.

"What are you doing here? Did you see my joke?" Dai Mubai laughed at himself when he saw Wang Xiaoming coming.

"No, I think you should abide by the bet." Wang Xiaoming's tone was a little anxious.

"What do you want to do?" Dai Mubai unconsciously covered his chest with his arms.

"Hey, just lie on the bed and don't move, you'll be fine in a while." Wang Xiaoming's face showed a fierce look, which made Dai Mubai feel bad for a while.

(End of this chapter)