Stop pretending!You are an SSS-level beast master

But Jiang Cen didn't do anything to him, instead he waved his hand and said:
"Okay, now that the reward has been obtained, let's go to class quickly."

"Uh... okay!"

The consultant gave him a suspicious look before opening the door and leaving the dean's room.

As a result, when he came out, he was startled.

In the corridor at the door of the dean's room, students of all grades were crowded, and they seemed to be listening to the voice of the dean's room.

Many people even looked at the holy magic spar in the consultant's left hand with envy in their eyes.

"Oh my god, it's actually a special magic spar, this thing is too rare!"

"What kind of task must be completed to reward this kind of thing?"

"At the very least, it must be a mission with a level of danger of four!"

"Level [-] is not enough, at least level [-]!"

"This is a magic spar. Most people can't see it. It's something that only the high-level people in Longjun can have!"

Many people were whispering aside, looking at the magic spar in the consultant's hand, their faces full of wonder.

The consultant understood the principle of not revealing his wealth, frowned, put away the magic spar in his hand, and left the office building without looking back.

But he didn't know that someone in the group behind him was staring at him with jealousy and greed on his face.

I have nothing for a few days.

Advisors still maintain the original rules.

Go to class during the day and bask in the moon with slime at night.

But what made him a little uncomfortable was that even after nearly a week, the slime was still in a semi-liquefied state.

And with the digestion of the crystal nucleus, the number of berserk of the slime increased significantly.

Every day the dormitory is damp, there are lightning flashes everywhere you touch, and there is a poisonous sweet smell in the air.

But anyway, he couldn't hurt the consultant, so he endured it.

On Friday, the consultant left the slime in the dormitory as usual, and went to class with the holy magic spar.

This is not for pretense, the main reason is that this magic spar can restore his energy well.

But not long after the consultant left the dormitory, a person quietly appeared near the dormitory building of the special class of the consultant.

This person is Zhang Fan, and he is a student of the same class as the advisor.

He has average talent, and his strength as an archer is also very poor, but he entered the first class.

All of this is because Zhang Fan's father is a senior professor at Long County Awakening Academy.

With his father's name, he behaved high-profile, can be said to be domineering in the class, and has a personality far more arrogant than the dean's granddaughter Jiang Banxia.

Today, Zhang Fan appeared here for one purpose only.

He wants to go in and steal something.

As the son of a college professor, Zhang Fan is not short of money, but his personality makes him full of hostility towards those who are more popular than him.

This person is naturally the consultant.

A few days ago, when the consultant went to the dean's office to receive the bounty hunter's reward, Zhang Fan was also one of the members who eavesdropped outside.

He thought that the so-called reward was just some money, but he didn't expect that the consultant could get a special magic spar!

This is something money can't buy.

Originally, Zhang Fan was full of hostility towards the advisor, and he looked down on the advisor's status as the first grader. He only thought that he could win by relying on the team.

Now the consultant has obtained a priceless treasure, which makes Zhang Fan even more jealous.

After a few days of 'staying', he decided to sneak into the dormitory and steal his magic spar while the consultants were going to class.

"Isn't it just a broken stone, what are you arrogant about?"

Zhang Fan cursed secretly, walked into the dormitory building, looked around, and found that everyone's independent dormitory door had their own names written on them.

Zhang Fan became even more angry.

Students in ordinary classes, even in class one, usually live in a dormitory with several roommates.

As a result, the consultants were able to have separate rooms!

"Jiang Cen, that smelly old man, must have built such a luxurious dormitory for his granddaughter!"

Zhang Fan became more and more annoyed as he watched, cursing continuously, then quickened his pace and found the consultant's room.

"Going out and locking the door, damn it!"

Zhang Fan cursed for no reason.

But he had anticipated this situation a long time ago and prepared a way to deal with it.

He quickly took out a small knife and some lockpicking tools from his backpack, and fiddled with the consultant's door.

But it's a pity that Zhang Fan's lockpicking skills were as poor as his strength. After picking for a long time, let alone opening the door, he couldn't even find the lock anywhere.

Zhang Fan was furious, took out a hammer from his backpack, and slammed it down toward the consultant's door.

With just one blow of the hammer, the door was smashed open.

"Hmph, if I knew it earlier, I wouldn't bother!"

Zhang Fan snorted coldly, kicked the door open, and walked into the consultant's dormitory room.

But before he could search for the magic spar in the consultant's room, something in the middle of the room made him stunned.

It was a bucket, but it contained not water, but some viscous liquid.

These liquids seem to be alive, slowly wriggling, and have even gushed out of the bucket.

That was naturally the slime that the consultant was digesting. At this moment, another attribute riot occurred in it.

But Zhang Fan didn't know about this stuff!
"This... what is this?!"

Looking at the unknown thing, Zhang Fan's hairs stood on end, and a strong premonition of danger raged in his mind.

He was full of fear, but when he wanted to escape, he found it difficult to move.

Indigo blue lightning filled the room, making it impossible for Zhang Fan, a weak man, to escape easily.

Plus, at the same time, that slimy monster was constantly emitting copious amounts of purple mist.

The mist was full of sweet and fishy smell, Zhang Fan inhaled the mist into his body before he could even react.

Immediately afterwards, his lungs were filled with a burning sensation, and some purple spots appeared all over his body.

"Is this poison?"

Zhang Fan panicked for a moment, unable to remember his purpose at all, and ran out of the consultant's dormitory...

At this moment, in the classroom of Class Zero.

The consultant was sleeping soundly on the table.

Strange to say, even though he already carried the Holy Radiance Magic Crystal with him, he still felt sleepy every time he was in class.

Maybe this has become a habit.

But the consultant's good sleep didn't last long, and someone patted him on the shoulder.

"Hey, hey, brother, wake up, it seems that something happened!"

The one who woke him up was of course heretic.

The consultant's dream was awakened, he opened his eyes blankly, and turned his head annoyed.

"What are you doing?"

Zuodao didn't care about the consultant's attitude. He waved at the consultant and signaled the consultant to follow him.

The advisor glanced into the classroom.

get out of class was over, he and Zuodao were the only ones in the classroom, not even the black-faced teacher Wang Xu was there.

The consultant didn't know what kind of medicine was bought in the gourd of Zuo Dao, so he could only rub his numbed arm and walked toward Zuo Dao.

Zuodao stood by the window, watched him coming, pointed outside and said, "Brother, look outside, what are those people doing?"