I saw Mr. Ke staring at Jia Luo with his small black eyes from a long distance away. His green tentacles were tied together like a ball of hemp rope, and his body bulged like a balloon.

Jia Luo noticed Mr. Ke's strangeness, but he didn't understand what it meant.

"Boss Ke, what are you doing?"

Mr. Ke seemed a little angry, and said whirringly, "Ma Ma has a delicious taste...but I won't give it to Mr. Ke..."

delicious?

Jia Luo thought for a while before he remembered that Mr. Ke's delicious taste was referring to the breath of the heir of the evil god last night.

You've been struggling like this for a day... Jia Luo didn't know what to say for a while.

"It's not something to eat, it's just a smell."

Gallo nonsense said.

"Not... for food?"

Mr. Ke's eyes widened.

"No."

"Oh oh oh..."

Mr. Ke, who is still young, hasn't reached the point of doubting Ma Ma yet.

Mr. Ke nodded without any doubts, and the unhappiness disappeared immediately.

Immediately, he circled around Jia Luo happily, still in a weird expression that only he could clearly be happy.

Jia Luo smiled, stopped Mr. Ke, and rubbed its tentacles, which were greasy and felt good.

Of course, this scene fell into the eyes of outsiders, that is, the little evil god showed its evil tentacles and circled happily around the sacrifice.

But in the eyes of the well-informed viewers, this is the parent-child interaction between the evil god and her mother, not to mention how warm it is.

In the eyes of the well-informed viewers with normal San values, this is the parent-child interaction between the evil god and her mother, not to mention how evil it is, it makes people stand on their heads.

It has to be said that the protagonist is getting used to this feeling of living with non-human beings.

Some of the viewers thought of it.

I don't know the slander of the audience masters against him.

However, Jia Luo felt very happy in the rare relaxed daily life after the abnormality.

He casually touched Mr. Ke's tentacles, Mr. Ke was like a petted cat, happily making a clicking sound, it was the evil god grinding his teeth.

At the same time, I thought of one thing: Mr. Ke's "smells delicious" = "food that can be eaten". This concept still needs to be educated and corrected, and Mr. Ke cannot be allowed to have such a "wrong" concept all the time.

But this is just easier said than done.

Jia Luo's previous education to Mr. Ke has completely made him understand.

If you want to change Mr. Ke's thoughts on "delicious" and a series of thoughts derived from "delicious" with just a few words, it is tantamount to nonsense, and the difficulty is comparable to ascending to the sky... Wait a minute, Dengtian seems to be right It's actually not difficult for me, I have a spaceship waiting to be repaired... In short, that's what it means, just understand it.

It can obey Jia Luo's words and know that this thing cannot be eaten, and it can also restrain itself from being greedy.

But for anything that Jia Luo didn't mention, it felt that it could be eaten, and it would swallow it without any hesitation.

Mr. Ke has an obsessive obsession with eating and is not afraid of death.

Of course it will not die from food poisoning.

So, to sum up, Galo found that Ke Zong's education difficulty is simply inhuman level, unless Galo deliberately classifies everything that exists on the earth, in the universe, or even in places that don't know what it is. One pointed to Mr. Ke and said that this thing can be eaten, but that thing can't be eaten.

Otherwise, Ke Zong's value may have been maintained forever.

Ke Zong's education is a long job.

I don't know if I can finish it in my lifetime... Jia Luo sighed.

"Forget it, don't think about it, let's think about how to compensate those students..."

Jia Luo shook his head, deciding not to think about these things that were too far away, but to think about the things in front of him.

For example, student compensation.

He had promised to compensate those students before, and Jia Luo had no intention of letting go, not just talking.

What compensation should be given?

First of all, money is the first rule out.

It's not that he is poor, he really can't afford to pay for the mental damage of those students, although Jia Luo is indeed not... not that rich financially.

The main reason is that Jia Luo thinks it is not appropriate to lose money.

When it comes to losing money, it always sounds very vulgar...and the professor gave money to female students (and male students) after abortion...I always feel that the impact is even worse... Jia Luo sighed inwardly One sound.

Of course, in addition to these personal subjective opinions, there is another important reason that makes Jia Luo feel that it is not good to lose money, that is, since they are all students at the University of Michigan, they may not really value money.

From Jia Luo's observation of those students, he could clearly understand that these students...or these people who joined the University without hesitation, may have put life and death at risk.

Life and death are out of the question, let alone the dung of these external things.

Therefore, Jia Luo believes that losing money is a very vulgar and insulting way of compensation. Normal professors should not do such things that destroy the serious academic atmosphere.

And it can be said that he is the most normal person among the professors at the University of Michigan.

Naturally, Jia Luo would not do such an insult to the other party's personality.

Chapter 590 Hardworking hands can create wealth

Then the best compensation is naturally those extraordinary items, they may not be interested in ordinary things.

Although Jia Luo really gave them some casually bought souvenirs as compensation, they might not say anything in the face of his professor, but he felt that he couldn't pass his test like this.

After all, this compensation is because Jia Luo feels that he owes something in his heart, so he agrees to them.

If you regretted it later and just wanted to fool around, why bother to agree in the first place.

My shortcoming is that I'm too honest... Jia Luo sighed slightly, thinking that such an honest person like him might suffer in the future.

Now that it has been decided that the compensation is some strange extraordinary items...

Jia Luo frowned and thought hard, thinking for a long time what supernatural item he had.

Then he sighed, stopped thinking, and felt that he still needed to make a list to write. Just thinking about it, he seemed to have too many weird things in his hand.

I have to say that Professor Galo doesn't have much money, but he does have a lot of these messy things.

This is probably a true portrayal of the professors at the University of Michigan.

It's just that the former always wants money and not too much of such a dangerous thing, while the latter happens to be the opposite.

Jia Luo found a pen and paper, and began to write on the table, specifically what he had now.

As a cultural knowledge writer, Professor Gallo immediately thought of books.

"For example, the Necronomicon, Codex R'lyeh, these two books...or, is it about their translation?"

Jia Luo generally whispered to himself, while writing these two books, there was a bracket at the end, he did not need to provide the original copy, but provided free text translation.

The old men in the audience laughed.

"Protagonist, you are not paying compensation, you are pushing people into the fire pit."

"It's not enough to make people pregnant, there are still people who die without a whole body..."

"Are you a devil?"

……

"It seems so."

Jia Luo thought about it, and crossed out this line.

I gave them these because I was afraid that they would not die fast enough.

The University of Michigan did not provide second-year students with a full set of translations of occult books, because any normal wizard would understand that if they were exposed to these books too early, they would either become geniuses or become coffins.

"Knowledge is not enough, let's see if there is any real thing... Xuantian Ring?"

Jia Luo glanced at the ring on his hand, the system is still powerful, even if it is a space-time movement that can't carry anything, it can always stick to his hand without moving, and he doesn't feel that he is other than his body thing.

Of course, he crossed out this line directly.

This thing can't be given away at all, and the system is a system anyway, even if it doesn't issue rewards, sometimes it can provide tasks, although they only jump out to release tasks after the event has happened, so that Jia Luo can't choose, he can only complete it task, but this must provide him with a little way to solve the trouble.

but……

"System, why have you been silent this time, Crimson King?"

Jia Luo became more and more suspicious whether the system was reliable or not.

After a moment of silence, the system actually made a sound this time.

"For non-system type tasks, the system will not remind, so as not to make it easier for the host to complete any... corrections, so as not to interfere with the normal performance of the host. The release of tasks depends on... the results of system calculations, so the system will not Fixed release tasks."

That is to say, release depends on the mood of the system...

What a metaphysical system.

For a while, Jia Luo didn't know how to blame the system. People just said that tasks were not issued every time.

"The golden pill snatched from the Demon Lord..."

After Jia Luo finished speaking, before waiting for the viewers to comment, he resolutely crossed this out.

"Ordinary people may explode and die if they eat it, and how to divide one golden core among seven people?

Cut into seven pieces like an orange?Or Jindan soaked in water?Or golden elixir powder?

No matter how you think about it, it feels unreliable..."

Gallo shook his head.

"Danu's spaceship?"

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