Stop pretending!You are an SSS-level beast master

"Then it's settled!"

The consultant nodded, waved to Zhang Tong, and said:
"Take your son and follow me, I need to go back to the dormitory."

"Ah, by the way, let's go, everyone, thank you for speaking for me!"

The consultant just took two steps, stopped again, waved to the people around him, and then walked towards the dormitory with Zuodao.

Zhang Tong hugged his son and followed behind the consultant.

In addition to the two of them, there were several teachers who checked Zhang Fan's poisoning situation before.

These teachers were not there to watch the excitement, they were mainly curious about how a beast master should detoxify Zhang Fan.

The consultant could guess what they were thinking, and walked quickly towards the dormitory without saying anything...

After arriving at the dormitory, the consultant soon smelled a fishy-sweet smell in the air, which came from the poisonous mist on his slime.

Fortunately, Class Zero is a separate dormitory building, and they all go to class in the morning, and there are no other students around here.

"you……"

The consultant was about to turn around to remind him, but as soon as he turned around, he found that the teachers had put a breathing valve on their faces.

Zuodao put a bird's beak mask similar to that of a medieval doctor on his face, and then handed a simple mask to Zhang Tong who was holding his son.

"It's quite foresight!"

The consultant couldn't help smiling, and walked into the dormitory building.

The dormitory building was quiet, and the consultant came to the door of his dormitory with ease.

"Good guy, you're so ruthless!"

The consultant saw the smashed door of his dormitory at a glance, couldn't help but sighed softly, and said to Zhang Tong:
"Professor Zhang, this door..."

"I'll pay!" Zhang Tong frowned and said hurriedly, "Hurry up and save my son!"

"Hehe, don't worry."

The consultant chuckled, stepped through the broken door, and walked into the dormitory.

Because Zhang Fan hadn't had time to rummage in the house before, he was poisoned and escaped, so there was no change in the room.

In the bucket in the middle, the slime was still in a semi-liquefied state, with traces of electric arcs flickering, and poisonous mist constantly overflowing.

Seeing that it was indeed all right, the consultant breathed a sigh of relief.

But it was impossible for him to detoxify Zhang Fan so easily.

He pretended to rummage in the room, until Zhang Tong became more and more anxious, and even couldn't help but curse several times, then he returned to Zhang Tong.

"What are you looking for, hurry up and save my son!"

Zhang Tong looked at the son in his arms who was breathing more air than breathing in, and urged the consultant anxiously.

The consultant glanced at Zhang Fan, roughly estimated the time, and shook his head again:
"Don't worry, Professor Zhang, let's talk about what I lost first."

"Then tell me quickly!" Zhang Tong stared at the consultant, yelling and cursing in his heart.

The consultant thought it was funny in his heart, but on the surface he still put on a heavy look, and said:
"Professor Zhang, according to my observation just now, I lost a lot of things in my room."

"I won't talk about cheap things, so as not to hurt my friendship, but there is one thing you have to compensate me for."

"That's... Xiaoyue Lingsha!"

As soon as these four words came out, Zhang Tong was stunned for a moment.

Not only him, but even the heretics and several teachers beside him were dumbfounded.

They are all masters in researching potions and various materials, so they naturally know what Xiaoyue Lingsha is.

How can an ordinary student store such a precious thing in the room with only an advisor!
Zhang Tong also realized immediately that the consultant was planning to rob him.

He stared at the consultant as if he was about to spew flames in his eyes, and couldn't help but cursed:
"Fart, consultant, how can you, a student, have Xiaoyue Lingsha?!"

"You want to blackmail me, don't you?"

The teachers on the side couldn't help but giggle and looked at each other.

They all knew that apart from being a professor, Zhang Tong was also a material collector, among which his most precious thing was Xiaoyue Lingsha.

Although I don't know how the consultant knew that Zhang Tong owned Xiaoyue Lingsha, but it was rare to see Zhang Tong suffer. They were happy to watch the show, and no one wanted to intervene.

Zuodao, as a bad friend of the consultant, of course understands the consultant's thinking.

But he was not as silent as those teachers. Instead, he stood beside the consultant with a smile, and said immediately after speaking:

"Hey brother, I remember you still have a few herbs in your house?"

"Such as the radiant gerbera, the thorn flower of the moon fairy, and a lavender of the evil clothes!"

The consultant had never heard of the herbs mentioned by Zedao at all, but the moment the two looked at each other, they understood each other's thoughts.

"Ah, yes, yes, and these herbs!"

After the consultant finished speaking, he quickly glanced at the teachers beside him who couldn't help laughing, and nodded secretly in his heart.

In any case, these must be medicinal materials needed by heretics.

Anyway, it doesn't matter if there is one... Let's kill Zhang Tong first.

"You...you..."

At this moment, Zhang Tong was so angry that he was almost unable to stand up. If he hadn't hugged his son, he would definitely rush up and beat the two blackmailers, the consultant and the heretic.

But before he could yell, the consultant waved his hand, pretending to be surprised, and pointed at Zhang Fan in Zhang Tong's arms.

"Oh, Professor Zhang, your son doesn't seem to be in a good condition!"

"..."

When Zhang Tong heard this, his face became extremely gloomy.

He weighed the extremely valuable materials that the consultant just said in his heart, and then looked at the son in his arms, finally he could only grit his teeth and say:
"Okay, I'll pay!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand vigorously, and the space ring on his hand flashed, and many materials appeared on the floor of the room.

No matter how valuable these things are, in his eyes, they are not as important as his son's life!
After the consultant glanced at those things, he looked at the heretics again.

Zuo Dao observed the herbs without saying a word, and finally made a 'no problem' gesture to the consultant quietly.

"Thank you Professor Zhang for sending... oh no, the compensation materials are really expensive."

The consultant waved to Zhang Tong with a smile, and said, "Okay, put your son on the ground quickly, and I will detoxify him."

"You better do what you say!"

Zhang Tong glared at the consultant fiercely, and after a few threats, he put Zhang Fanping on the ground.

At this time, Zhang Fan's body was already a little stiff, and his respiratory system was paralyzed, causing him to turn purple all over, and the veins on his neck bulged.

It is estimated that in a few minutes, it will die.

The consultant is not a cruel person, seeing this, he sighed hypocritically.

"Okay, then I'm going to start acting!"

But the consultant said so, but in fact he didn't know how to detoxify at all.

The trouble should end it.

The consultant walked aside, picked up the bucket, shook the semi-liquefied slime inside, and called softly:
"Baby, wake up, come alive!"