"Oscar, how far is this circle?"
Ning Rongrong's voice was somewhat helpless. At the beginning, she was still full of confidence. Even though she was only an auxiliary spirit master, her physical fitness was far superior to that of ordinary people. She thought that just 20 laps was nothing.
However, Ning Rongrong, under Oscar's leadership, had not even completed a lap since leaving the academy. A lot of time had passed. If they continued at this speed, it would be a problem whether they could have dinner, not to mention lunch. Moreover, their physical strength was constantly declining, and it was impossible to maintain this speed.
Oscar smiled bitterly and said, "I said this when we came out, this is an impossible task. But don't be afraid, are we two auxiliary spirit masters afraid of being hungry together? Do you want to eat something…"
"An impossible task…"
Hearing this, Ning Rongrong suddenly stopped and ignored what he said. Instead, she began to think about Flanders' intention. There was no doubt that it was impossible for her, an auxiliary spirit master, to run 20 laps, which meant that she would definitely be hungry at noon.
But why did Flanders assign her an impossible task? Wasn't this a clear attempt to make things difficult for her?
Ning Rongrong is not a fool.
After a brief thought, she realized that Flanders wanted to give her a warning and temper her spirit. This method was not uncommon. Ning Rongrong had seen it many times in the sect. She also knew that this was to better manage the people under her.
But the problem is, if it was a big sect or a college, it would be fine, but you, the dean of a shabby college, are you qualified to do this?
Miss Ning is not willing to suffer such grievances. She has been pampered since she was a child.
So, Ning Rongrong turned around decisively and walked towards the outside of the village.
"Hey, Rongrong, where are you going?" Oscar saw Ning Rongrong suddenly walk out without saying a word, and hurriedly shouted: "We haven't finished running yet!"
"I won't run away."
Ning Rongrong said without even turning her head: "Just run here by yourself."
It just so happened that she didn't have much breakfast and was a little hungry now. Ning Rongrong decided to go to the city to fill her stomach first.
As for Flanders, who cares about him? Miss Ning is not afraid of him at all. She doesn't believe he dares to do anything to her.
If things go according to normal, Ning Rongrong's idea is indeed correct. Flanders really doesn't dare to do anything to her. After all, she is the little princess of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect. He, the dean of a ruined academy, doesn't dare to provoke such a behemoth.
But the key point is that Ning Rongrong's biological father Ning Fengzhi sent a letter. It clearly stated that this child has been spoiled by me since she was a child, and the dean can give her a little hardship to let her know the cruelty of society.
With this letter, Flanders felt like he had obtained a sword of imperial power, and decided to give her a warning first. He estimated that Ning Rongrong's temperament would definitely not allow her to run 20 laps, and she would definitely go out and slack off in the middle of the race. When the time comes, he will expose her, and then give her a proper beating in public. Then she will be ready for great use.
In the original destiny, Flanders' plan was indeed successful. After some beatings, Ning Rongrong put aside her temper and successfully integrated into the atmosphere of Shrek Academy…
But now, because of someone's arrival, his plan is doomed to fail.
Oscar stood there, watching Ning Rongrong's figure going away, and couldn't help scratching his head. He had a headache about how to explain it to the dean later.
"Forget it. If the dean asks me later, just say she has finished running." He turned around and continued running forward.
After a while.
Ning Rongrong came to Suotuo City with brisk steps.
Even though this place is not as good as top cities like Tiandou Imperial City, among medium-sized cities, Suotuo City is already considered top-notch.
Soon, she arrived at the most prosperous area of Suotuo City, where there were many shops, including restaurants, hotels, clothing stores, jewelry stores, and antique shops…
The sun is at noon.
Ning Rongrong subconsciously touched her belly and decided to find a restaurant to eat first.
After looking around, he finally chose a place that looked the most upscale.
"Miss, please come in!" As Ning Rongrong arrived at the door of the restaurant, a sharp-eyed waitress hurried over to greet her.
Ning Rongrong looked calm as she followed the waitress into the restaurant.
The overall decoration in the restaurant is warm colors, some with a light yellow tint. The tables are neatly arranged, and on each table there is a vase full of fresh flowers, the fragrance is refreshing.
On the roof, a luxurious crystal lamp was shining. There was once a prosperous soul guide civilization in Douluo Continent, but it was destroyed for unknown reasons. Therefore, although the setting is an ancient background, there are many advanced things that should not appear in people's daily lives.
For example, lights, microphones, displays, etc.
There is no doubt that these things are the legacy of the ancient soul guide civilization. They are not driven by electricity, but by soul power. Although people do not know the specific production principles of these ancient soul guides, they can use them. And some simple soul guides can be replaced and repaired. Therefore, the painting style of the entire Douluo Continent is actually quite strange.
The layout of this restaurant is very tasteful and the environment is also very good. Ning Rongrong is very satisfied. In fact, she has been to better places before. The key is to compare and show the difference. Compared with the dirty and messy slums in Shrek, this place is simply a paradise on earth.
Ning Rongrong scanned the surroundings and prepared to find a suitable place to sit down. But she was suddenly stunned and saw a lonely figure in the corner.
In an instant, it was like a thunderbolt!
Looking at that figure, Ning Rongrong couldn't help but slowly approach him. As she got closer and closer, an indescribable sense of closeness that seemed to come from the depths of her blood surged into her heart.
This feeling…
"Excuse me…can I sit here?"
Walking behind him, Ning Rongrong asked timidly.
For some reason, facing this person who only showed his back, she actually felt the same as facing her father, Grandpa Sword and the others. She didn't dare to act rashly and subconsciously showed her obedient and lovely side.
"…Take a seat."
A clear voice came.
"Um."
Ning Rongrong nodded obediently, then slowly walked to the opposite side and sat down. Finally, she could see the true face of the figure behind her.