Chapter 177 8000 Euros Not Wasted

Chapter 177: Eight Thousand Euros Well Spent

Xuecai was distracted in her forging class for the first time. To be honest, although she had repeatedly warned Wang Feng before coming, she still felt uneasy.

She must have been out of her mind at the time. Thinking that Wang Feng needed to fit his identity as someone with strong runes like Rose, she had enrolled him in a rune class. But Wei Yan, that annoying guy, was also in the rune class. He was more of a nuisance than a wild monkey. How could anything good come from Wang Feng being in the same class as him?

She should have brought him to her side. In the forging class, she could keep an eye on him. Even if something went wrong, she could handle it.

No, no, she had to transfer him tomorrow. But... just one day shouldn't cause any major issues, right?

Xuecai frowned and spaced out during the entire class. She finally managed to endure until the end of the lesson, but the little girl still couldn't shake off her worry.

Should she go check on him at the Rune Academy?

When she arrived, it was during a break, and she saw a dozen people gathered outside the rune classroom, peering inside. This should have been a lively time after class, yet the classroom was eerily quiet.

A quiet classroom, a crowd of onlookers...

Oh my God!

Xuecai was startled. Could Wang Feng have been beaten up? No, no, if he had been beaten, the onlookers wouldn't be this quiet...

This is terrible! He must be dead! Someone must have died!

Xuecai suddenly felt terrible. Eight thousand euros, gone just like that???

Xuecai rushed over, pushing through the crowd, "Get out of the way, Wang..."

She had intended to call out Wang Feng's name, but her mouth froze open when she saw what was happening inside.

"The tides of mermaids are relatively complex, but their intricate structure enhances adaptability, not only for humans, tools, but even potions..."

On the podium stood Wang Feng, who was supposed to be lying lifeless, now unscathed and energetic, holding a rune engraving knife. He was drawing runes while lecturing.

Deder, the instructor who was supposed to be teaching, stood beside him with a look of reverence, holding the rune engraving knife for Wang Feng. His eyes sparkled with admiration as he nodded continuously, "Brilliant! Your explanation is so clear, it has enlightened me..."

The rest of the class watched quietly, standing on tiptoes, stretching their necks. The men's eyes were wide open like 'bull eyes,' while the women's eyes were narrowed into hearts...

Everyone gaped in astonishment, and Wei Yan, looking pale, stared intently at Wang Feng on the podium.

Xuecai's mouth hung open in disbelief.

What was going on?

Wait, he was drawing... Second Order Runes?

Xuecai's eyes nearly popped out.

No way. How old was he? Even if Rose's runes were strong, they couldn't be this advanced. If he truly had this level, Rose wouldn't be on the verge of bankruptcy.

No! That's not right!

Spit, spit, spit. What does Rose have to do with this? He was just a slave I bought for eight thousand euros from the slave market!

"It's getting late, let's stop here for today," Wang Feng said helplessly, having explained Second Order Runes at Deder's request. They should indeed be learning about Second Order Runes, but Deder struggled to convey the concepts. Old Wang wanted to reduce future trouble and would need their help later.

Deder respectfully took the engraving knife and bowed, "Master, your presence here is an honor for us. Could you teach us more often? Actually, I have another request. I'm facing many challenges with Third Order Runes. Would you be willing to guide me?"

Wang Feng showed a hint of reluctance, and Deder quickly added, "Master, I know this is difficult, but our rune skills have always lagged behind. Please consider it a good deed. I will apply to the Holy Sanctuary for compensation."

Old Wang hadn't expected Guderians to be so eloquent, "That's not the issue. I came here mainly to find inspiration and create new Third Order Runes..."

"Ah, please, let me assist you in this process. I think you'll need a helper. Although my skills are poor, I'm the best we have here. You must take me along."

Deder insisted, showing a determination that suggested he would die if refused.

The students watched their strongest rune instructor acting like a sycophant, but no one dared to object. His mastery of Third Order Runes put them on different levels.

Silence filled the room, a deathly stillness!

Wei Yan's mouth was almost bleeding from clenching his teeth.

Old Wang glanced at the nervous Deder and smiled, "Very well. Since Zhiyu and I are friends, I should contribute to Ice Spirit. Deder, you can join me in researching new runes. I do need an assistant."

Deder was so elated he nearly fainted. Master was researching new Third Order Runes, and he could participate.

This was not only an excellent learning opportunity, but if Master made a breakthrough, mentioning "Rune Master Wang Feng created XXX, assisted by Deder" in the rune bulletin would bring glory to his ancestors!

"I am honored to serve you!" Tears welled up in Deder's eyes. "Dear Master Wang Feng, this is the greatest honor of my life!"

*Bang*...

Xuecai's jaw dropped.

Was this a dream? Was this a trick? Was Deder collaborating with him to deceive her?

Eight thousand euros?

What strange thing did she buy with those eight thousand euros?

Creating new Third Order Runes???

...

Old Wang was the first to leave the classroom, followed by Deder, who maintained a ninety-degree bow, showing reverence even when Master couldn't see him.

The other Ice Spirit disciples remained stunned. Throughout the class, Wang Feng never acknowledged Wei Yan. If Wei Yan caused trouble, Wang Feng wouldn't hesitate to deal with him. Of course, if he continued causing trouble, he wouldn't be so lenient.

"Come on, let's eat." Old Wang patted Xuecai, who was staring at him with wide eyes: "What are you waiting for? I'm hungry. Didn't you say the food here is great?"

After calling her twice, Xuecai finally snapped back to reality.

Her slightly open jaw closed abruptly as she spat out three words: "Follow me!"

Instead of taking Old Wang to the cafeteria, where the food was good but there were too many ears, making it inconvenient to talk, she led him elsewhere.

The ground floor of the instructors' dormitory was known as the 'private kitchen.' Though small, it had everything one needed. Each room was a single unit, and the chef was of royal caliber. The ingredients were plentiful and completely 'free.' This place wasn't for money but reserved for special individuals like the headmaster, deans, or royalty such as Xue Zhiyu and Xuecai. Any country would place great importance on the Holy Sanctuary's power, especially its ability to cultivate a kingdom's core strength.

In the small room, only Xuecai and Wang Feng were present, with a table full of delicacies.

Unlike the refined cuisine of Aurora City, the main food in the Ice Spirit Kingdom consisted of various grilled meats and bread. The cold required extra calories, which suited Wang Feng perfectly; his body desperately needed nutrients.

This was a nation that had perfected grilled meat to an art form. Simple grilled meat was transformed into over a hundred different varieties.

Different cooking times, seasonings, meat types, and even cooking tools combined to create a variety of textures and flavors. Moreover, they didn't serve just meat. A particularly impressive dish was a milky white soup. No matter how greasy the grilled meat might be, a small sip of this soup instantly refreshed the palate, eliminating all grease. The white leaves in the soup melted in the mouth, tender and juicy.

Old Wang marveled as he picked up a piece: "What kind of vegetable is this?"

"Xuecai!" Xuecai's attention was still on the serving girl, who kept coming in and out, making it difficult to speak freely.

"Really delicious!" Old Wang praised sincerely.

"Alright, stop bringing more food! Take a break!" Xuecai, visibly annoyed, said: "Go out for now. If we need more, I'll call you!"

"Yes, Your Highness."

Once the serving girl left and closed the door, Xuecai's eyes sparkled. She turned to stare intently at Wang Feng: "Who are you really?"

"Mmm, mmm, Wang, Wang Feng!" Old Wang was chewing on a large piece of golden grilled meat, his mouth slick with oil. He heard it was called something like 'duck whip,' a super-nutritious delicacy. Soft and without any off-flavors, it paired well with a bit of coriander sauce. Despite being too young for such things, his body, fused with the soul from the Cyclops Eye Pearl, felt like it was just entering puberty and desperately needed nourishment. So, he didn't care what it supplemented; he just needed it!

"I asked who you really are!" Xuecai was getting angry. Wang Feng was clearly dodging the question.

"Wang Feng, Wang Feng, Wang Feng!" Old Wang swallowed his food and repeated three times, exasperated: "I've already told you I'm a disciple of Rose Holy Sanctuary. You wouldn't listen and insisted I was Wang Meng. Could I be Wang Meng? Cursing me, aren't I young and handsome..."

"Are you the one who invented Thor's Messenger?" Yin Fu widened her eyes.

"What else could it be?"

"So Senior Karida is really your senior?"

"You could say that." Old Wang smiled contentedly. Since Karida was Li Sitan's junior, he was Li Sitan's junior too, making Karida his senior.

"You've been playing me from the start?"

"Little girl, don't be so aggressive. I'm the famous honest and reliable young man of Rose. Ask anyone; Wang Feng means reliability!" Wang Feng continued eating, savoring the meat. If not for missing Karida, he'd want to stay.

"How can I verify that from so far away?" Xuecai was feeling uneasy. Things were getting out of control, but then she realized something was off. Her eyes narrowed: "Wait, even if you are Wang Feng, you're still my slave. You belong to me! Wang Feng, don't think..."

"What did I say?" Old Wang laughed: "Don't worry. I'll continue helping according to our plan, and you'll restore my freedom. After all, you spent money on me. Let's make it official. It's a fair deal!"

"That's more like it... Wang Feng, I want to tell you..."

"Let me finish eating first. Young people need patience." Old Wang waved his hand: "Xuecai, bring two more servings of that Xuecai soup. It's delicious. I love Xuecai!"

Xuecai was so frustrated she wanted to hit someone. But a person who mastered third-order runes was no ordinary individual. Such talent was precious in any principality. Rose's rune talent pool must be overflowing for a nobody like this to master third-order runes.