"Douluo" eats my exquisite pagoda

No matter how resentful Ma Hongjun was when he fell to the ground, no matter how disappointed Dai Mubai was in hoping to get rid of the threat of cross-dressing, and no matter how regretful Tang Jing was, they could not change Oscar's soul skill.

Sometimes, the growth of a soul master really involves more choices than hard work.

Everyone's visible disappointment put Oscar under great pressure. At this moment, Zao Wuji, a senior teacher, stepped forward to divert everyone's attention.

"Okay, I've seen Xiao Ao's new soul skills. I'm here to keep vigil today. Everyone should go to bed early. We will set off back to the academy early tomorrow morning." Zhao Wuji drove the students into the tent to rest, "Xiao Ao, come and accompany me. I'll stay up until half the night."

"Yes." Zhao Wuji repeatedly emphasized that his power, authority and reliability were very effective in the past two days. Regardless of whether they planned to rest immediately, the Shreks all entered the tent very obediently.

"Ah, oh, okay Teacher Zhao." Everyone entered the tent, and Oscar finally realized what he was doing. He trotted over to Zhao Wuji and sat down obediently. He stretched his neck and looked around as if he really wanted to keep vigil seriously.

This made Tang Jing, who quietly observed after entering the tent, feel a little embarrassed. Zhao Wuji's behavior of leaving Oscar alone certainly did not require someone to stay vigil with him. If he wanted to stay vigil, whether it was the strongest Dai Mubai , Tang Jing, who holds the Surveillance Eye, or Tang San, who controls the Blue Silver Grass Radar, are both better choices than Oscar.

Zhao Wuji was stupid to actually let a food-type soul master who was not good at detection accompany him to watch the night!

Tang Jing guessed that Zhao Wuji wanted to enlighten Oscar in an environment away from everyone. He was not the only one who thought of this, so everyone left so simply. After all——

Everyone hasn’t had dinner yet!

Zao Wuji waited for a long time but didn't wait for Oscar to confide in him and seek enlightenment. He looked to the side and saw, good guy, Oscar's vigil investigation was all about staring, and his eyes turned red for a moment.

Zhao Wuji had no choice but to take up the topic himself: "Xiao Ao, with your current soul power, how many mushroom sausages like this can you make?"

"The consumption of making mushroom sausages is much greater than the previous two kinds of sausages." Oscar made a rough estimate, "In my current situation, I can use up my soul power to make up to ten mushroom sausages at a time. You can only create it again after all your soul power is restored."

Zhao Wuji was deep in thought. Oscar picked up a branch nearby and poked at the campfire. He added somewhat depressedly: "A mushroom sausage can only fly for one minute. Even if the mushroom sausage is prepared in advance, it will not fly during the battle." Probably every other minute, the whole sausage-eating battle was just..."

Oscar couldn't go on. This was his limitation, and it was also the limitation of all food-type soul masters. Their auxiliary capabilities in real-time combat were really indescribable.

He murmured one word very quietly: "Trash."

"Xiao Ao, Flanders has told you a long time ago that the advantage of a food soul master is not in combat, but in logistics. This is not your problem. Your third soul skill is very good." Zao Wou-Ki put his hands on Oscar's shoulders with a serious look on his face.

"Having a big role in battle is a value, and having a big role in logistical supplies is also a value. You know the value of an excellent food-type soul master to the country, Xiao Ao. This is a question of the positioning of soul masters. It’s not that you can’t do it.”

"You can now make ten mushroom sausages at one time, and you will definitely be able to make more in the future. Moreover, your mushroom sausages fly quickly and in flexible directions. As long as you grow up, even the emperors of Tiandou and Xingluo will come back to invite you personally. Join the military."

"Teacher Zhao is right, you are not useless." Tang San poked his head out of his tent, "There are no useless soul skills, only useless soul masters. Well, this is what my teacher said."

As Tang Jing expected, he was not the only one who guessed Zhao Wuji's purpose, and he was not the only one who secretly eavesdropped.

"Yes, Xiao Ao, your position in the team is to be at the rear." Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai emerged from the tent arm-in-arm, "We rely on you to protect our rear."

"Oscar, although your soul curse is very vulgar, your sausage tastes really good and the effect is very good." Xiao Wu gave a real-name thumbs up, and Zhu Zhuqing nodded in agreement without saying a word.

"Even the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect does not have a soul master with the auxiliary skill of flying under the sixth soul skill. Oscar, you are very talented." Even Ning Rongrong also spoke out to encourage Oscar.

"Xiao Ao, I just thought about it carefully. I think our Holy Tower needs talents like you very much. You joining Xiao Ai's logistics guarantee team will definitely be even more powerful." Tang Jing directly appeared to explain, baking the pie painted by Zhao Wuji Good to put it in front of Oscar.

"Teacher Zhao, Xiao Jing, Xiao San...everyone." Seeing the Shreks popping their heads out of the tent to cheer themselves up, Oscar instantly put aside the negativity caused by the not-so-powerful third soul skill. The emotion was thrown to Java, "Thank you, I'm fine now."?

Oscar's eyes felt hot, and he looked at Tang Jing with a solemn expression: "There is also the Holy Tower. I will definitely go back."

"Well, you are always welcome in the Holy Tower." Tang Jing responded solemnly.

Oscar was so moved that he almost burst into tears. He was just getting into trouble for a while, but the teacher deliberately found an opportunity to enlighten him. The classmates also encouraged and comforted him, and even offered to make clear arrangements for his future work.

At this moment, Oscar felt that his life was so lucky and beautiful!

It didn't make Oscar happy for long. In the next moment, a group of people came out of the tent around the campfire. They were the same people who had just given Oscar comfort and encouragement. They happily rushed out with a bunch of things and ruthlessly passed Oscar to gather together. , still shouting:

"Eat, eat, eat! I'm starving to death, where's the food?"

"Where's the meat? Where's the meat? I remember Xiao Wu and Zhu Qing seemed to have caught some prey just now."

"Tang Jing, get on the pot, hurry up, I'm starving."

"Right now, one of you can make a fire and set up a stove. I want to drink soup."

"Quick, quick, I've cut the branches. Let's heat up the steamed buns quickly."

"We've finished eating the steamed buns at noon, and only the potatoes are left. Which of you is good at baking them?"

"Baking potatoes is too difficult, why not just throw them in a soup pot and cook them."

The scene was very lively. A group of people were busy preparing the dinner that was about to become a late night snack. Even Zao Wou-Ki, who had just been giving Oscar a serious lecture, started roasting potatoes.

Oscar: <(‵□′)>Give me back my emotion!