How I Ruled the World by Cooking

Eugene didn't realize that the Tenth District, which was thousands of miles away, had begun to have an undercurrent. Standing among the little pussies in the hall, he rarely felt a warm feeling welling up from the bottom of his heart.

"This is a good thing." He smiled and held the hands of the senior and Arnold 1 Owen respectively, "You will never fight like you used to, how do you feel?"

"It feels great." The senior showed a firm smile, and he looked straight into Arnold Owen's silver eyes, "I apologize to you for my previous opinion, you are definitely not a hopeless white-haired silly dog , you will be my best sister."

"Hmph, although your words are not very pleasant, people don't care too much." Arnold Owen blushed and pretended to be tough, "Anyway, you can't scold me... Well, but, I feel like a companion, Still, still, good. That's it."

Eugene watched them fatherly, his heart filled with contentment.After so many years of being indifferent and muddled, he suddenly realized that it was no wonder that Constantine was able to stay in the position of archbishop for so many years, and he was still fighting for the peace of the mainland until now.What a joy it is to help others!

With my ability, what I can do, there must be more!

With hope and faith in the future in his eyes, Eugene Walker secretly made up his mind.

Although it had been decided in this way, Eugene the next morning was still lying on the bed until it was almost time for class.Reed Rupert knocked on the door three or four times before he managed to wake him up, and was very puzzled by it.

"You obviously couldn't sleep like this before, Eugene." He felt a little worried.

"Ha, it's okay." Eugene yawned and stretched, the campus in the early morning was full of fresh trees and fragrant flowers, refreshing, "I didn't need to sleep much before, but it was purely hungry .”

His body lacked that mysterious black power, so he was trying to find it all the time, so he couldn't sleep well.

But these words completely misunderstood Xiaoluren: "So, I used to think that I was very miserable when I was a child, but I didn't expect that the goblin village would be more difficult."

He lovingly walked to the front, trying to shield the thin goblin boy from the wind, as if he was afraid that he would catch a cold in the warm spring: "By the way, have you heard that the people from the other courtyards are leaving soon."

This Eugene really doesn't know. During this period of time, his mind was basically focused on Constantine. He sat by the lake every day thinking about their marriage contract. Heard Nathaniel Christian ended up winning the title.This kid is the son of the forest of the generation of the elves. He grew up under the elf mother tree. He is a huge tree god that can almost be equivalent to a high-ranking god. The favorites to win the championship, there is nothing surprising about winning.

It would be better to say that there are still a few people from the courtyard that surprised him. Are the freshmen really serious about not going to class for so long?

"Because of District [-]." During the elective class, Catwoman explained to him through the communicator, "Didn't District [-] be covered by snow and ice a while ago, although other places returned to normal soon , but in the World of Warcraft jungle in the seventh district, there is no sign of melting at all."

On the God Blessed Continent, there is only one explanation for this situation, that is, when the ice goddess' anger froze the earth, it also brought her divine power to the earth, which eventually led to the birth of new life forms in the jungle of monsters. attributes of life.

And only a large number of such ice-type magical beasts can retain the ice and snow, so that they will no longer melt and disappear like the outside world.

"That's a treasure." Catwoman said with a smile, "Such a new creature born with the blessing of the gods should have a large number of cubs at this time, right?"

"The college wants to catch the cubs?" Eugene glanced at his bracelet subconsciously, and said that he locked the two little red vines in the closet when he fried the pumpkin pie last time, and the next day his wrists were empty. Remember what you forgot.It stands to reason that the "Bianhua" pole that no longer needs the bulb to take root in the ground, but can be tied to his wrist to live, can be regarded as a new species?

"Maybe we will cooperate." Catwoman explained to him, "This kind of situation is actually not uncommon. Generally speaking, elite students from various colleges are asked to bring new students there. Human races, elves and the like have the ability to contract monsters, It’s good to try it out. Others just want to see the world and gain some practical knowledge.”

This kind of internship has never been required to participate in such a dawdling major as the Department of Medicine and Food, but this year there is a new student named Eugene in this major.

And Eugene is still on the rise, focusing on inheriting his wife's career, and wants to be a good person who saves all sentient beings.

"I've decided." After class, he went straight to the podium and informed all those who were about to slip away as fast as possible, and those who had overslept and hadn't had time to start yet, "Our department is going to participate in an internship this year."

Everyone was shocked.

"Yu, Eugene?" Zenia Williams was frightened, her rabbit ears dangling back and forth uneasily, "Did you eat fake cookies too?"

"What fake biscuits?" Eugene frowned, feeling that things were not that simple, and his eyes sharpened.

"It's the one Mallory Nelson ate yesterday." Mary Harris took up the conversation. "Well, he said he ate it. After eating that little biscuit, it started to get weird."

"It's getting super disgusting."

"Yes, yes, in the middle of the night, his roommate was so scared that he rushed to the street wearing a pair of underwear." "That's why they hurried to leave today."

"How pitiful."

Everyone said they were discussing, but in fact, suspicious eyes were all focused on Eugene.Although Mallory Nelson didn't say where he got the biscuits, anyway, Eugene Walker, known as "poison money", seems to be the most suspicious one.

Eugene: "..." Congratulations, you guessed it right.

I just said what was wrong, I actually forgot about this product!

It must be because of getting older, and my memory is getting worse and worse.Didn't I hear my wife say that I seem to be much older than him?Yes, it must be the pot of age.

Eugene coughed twice: "I didn't eat any biscuits, shut up, that's not the point."

All the people below looked away, not wanting to be the first to be called.

Standing on the podium, Eugene smiled maliciously as he looked at the adou who couldn't help them.