Game Invasion: The male and female protagonists are in love, but I am secretly stealing their homes

Chapter 1891

She couldn't help but think of the SSS-level [A Great Drunkenness] technique she had learned from the white bear. That magic rune was extremely simple; it could be drawn with a thought in the blink of an eye, like an exquisite cursive script.

However, the S-rank [Overcooked Kitchen] has magic patterns that look like a messy ball of yarn. Not only that, but it is clearly a jumble of garbled magic patterns. But no matter which area you focus on, you can appreciate a mysterious and childlike beauty. Just like its skill effects, the more outrageous it is, the more amazing it becomes.

Logically speaking, she should have switched to a simpler skill, but Yu Xunge wasn't so stubborn as to insist on sticking to this skill.

In fact, after realizing that this skill rune was too difficult, she changed it once, but unexpectedly, the dull-witted man not far away said without even looking up, "You are not allowed to change it."

His voice was cold and indifferent, making him sound like he was looking for trouble.

But Yu Xunge inexplicably recalled a feeling from a very distant time, so distant that she thought she had forgotten it—the time when she was taken away from the lakeside under the bridge by Zhu Ri.

Their teaching requirements were so strict they were almost demanding, but whether it was the daily learning of that year or the dullness of today, their teachings were treasures to me.

Yu Xunge paused for only a second before continuing to struggle with the skill, trying to break it down and understand it.

Her "well-behaved" manner made me, a dullard, glance at her several times while looking away from the book.

However, she wasn't just strict with Zaijiu Xunge; she also cared about the other players.

She stopped Xian Chan and Qi Qiu when they wanted to change their skills. Feng Tang and Que Que didn't change theirs, but less than 10 minutes into the class, Yu Dun mentioned two skills they each had and asked them to draw the magic runes for those two skills.

The workshop was so quiet that the only sound was the scratching of pens on paper. Tulan and B80 had already begun exploring the palace with the foolish permission, and occasionally their exclamations, exclamations of admiration, and even joyful screams after witnessing miracles could be heard from afar.

Even though Tulan and B80 had tried to keep their voices down, the people in the classroom were not ordinary people, so how could they not hear them?

Yu Xunge suspected that Yu Dun wanted to hear this; this kind of straightforward and passionate emotional value was something that other gods could not provide.

As Tu Lan screamed again and whispered, "The Gods' Game is nothing compared to the toys in this palace," Yu Xunge quickly looked up at Yu Dun and saw the corners of his mouth turn up.

Under her gaze, the corners of his mouth slowly returned to their original position.

He said coldly and indifferently, "Do your homework."

Yu Xunge stared at Yu Dun for another two seconds with a look of amusement before lowering her head again.

From the left came the sound of a cicada chirping at dawn: "Your pet really knows how to please people."

Yu Xunge didn't respond to that, but Maple Syrup on her right picked up the conversation: "She taught him that."

Pray: "Did she please you two?"

Queque: "It's obvious."

Xian Chan: "Disgusting."

Maple Syrup: "Didn't get any."

Queque: "I don't think so."

Yu Xunge: "..."

She glanced at the dull-witted teacher with a look, trying to urge her to control classroom discipline and stop them from continuing their stand-up comedy.

With a dull gaze fixed intently on the book, a small smile once again curved his lips: Serves him right.

Just as Yu Xunge felt he could draw 20% of the pattern in one go, Tu Lan's voice came from the direction of the palace gate: "Mist Blade?"

Although the five apprentices were surprised, none of them stopped what they were doing. Almost an hour had passed, and their progress was not going well.

Another ten minutes or so passed, and just when Yu Xunge thought it was Tu Lan shouting randomly, Wu Ren's voice rang out at the classroom door: "Hello, I am a messenger sent by Lord Qi Hua."

Yu Dun put the book in her arms, and with a flick of her wrist, the petal in Wu Ren's hand flew into her hand.

As the deity read the letter, Mist Blade spoke again, saying to Dull-witted, "Lord Deceitful Flower also asked me to pass on a message."

He slowly and foolishly raised his eyes to look at her, waiting for her to speak.

Wu Ren raised his hand and pointed at Zai Jiu Xun Ge, saying, "She's really childish."

Yu Xunge: "..." She would bet her life that if Qi Hua were to bring someone, it wouldn't be like this...

Even though her expression remained calm and dull, a hint of helplessness was visible in her eyes. The letter from Qi Hua had already scolded her for being childish many times, clearly indicating that he had guessed that she had privately spoken with Fei Ju Mang Mang and others.

Qi Hua probably just said it casually so that Wu Ren would scold her for being childish when he came over, but Yue Hu was cunning and knew that these gods wouldn't get angry over a player's joke, so she took this opportunity to play around with Zai Jiu Xun Ge...

The petals in his hand scattered, and he said dullly, "I understand. Go back and tell her that I agree, but tomorrow is too early. Our two classes can have a joint training session in five days."

Fogblade bowed formally and left.

Inside the workshop, the dull-witted man on the recliner continued reading, while the five apprentices continued to try their hand at painting.

Queque: "I remember Mistblade used to be very composed, but suddenly he seems to have become more lively."

Maple Syrup: "If you remember correctly, she was infected by a curse from some world."

Xian Chan: "How unfortunate, does that curse affect intelligence?"

Prayer: "..." If he weren't worried about losing, he really wanted to say something...

Yu Xunge: "It's obvious that you've also been greatly affected."

Prayer: ...Yes, that's it.

Because her feet were entangled in the branches of the flower, Mistblade, who could only control her legs by manipulating the branches, hadn't even left the open workshop area yet. She turned back and called out, "...Can we talk about this after I've gone a little further away?"

Yu Dun put down his book and rubbed his temples. It was only the first morning and it was already so lively. How was he going to get through the rest of the day?

She was starting to regret agreeing to the joint training, especially with the group that was trying to provoke her... she couldn't even bear to think about it, haha.