The Supreme One

Chapter 236 Everyone wakes up

Now that the reward has been paid, Xia Xian's Book of Endlessness easily took in the accumulation of the Void Donkey Clan over the years.

The Second Master and the Third Master have obviously calmed down during this period of time, and I don't know what they are thinking in their minds.

He didn't say anything more, just told them that they could come to him anytime if they needed anything. As for the members of the Void Donkey Clan who he had mentioned before for research, they would naturally come to him after they arrived at Gurong Academy.

At this time, it was almost early morning.

This guest building also has day and night divisions, and maintains the same changes in light and darkness as the outside world, so that they won't feel uncomfortable for a while after going out.

It did take quite a while to receive this information, but compared to the huge amount of information received, this amount of time was clearly a small price to pay.

Xia Xian simply walked back to the cafeteria, but as soon as he stepped into the cafeteria door, he was dizzy by the smell of alcohol that had not completely dissipated.

"Oh my god, this spirit wine is too strong. The smell of alcohol will keep these guys drunk even if they should wake up."

Xia Xian was helpless. After thinking for a while, he simply raised his head and said to the empty ceiling: "Third Master, please get rid of this alcohol smell, otherwise they will have to sleep all day."

As he finished speaking, the entire cafeteria seemed to be connected to a huge exhaust fan. The strong smell of alcohol in the cafeteria was quickly sucked out, and then a fresh natural aura poured into the cafeteria.

Just with the infusion of the spiritual energy from nature, it was like a mortal breathing fresh air. Many monks lying on the ground suddenly felt clear-headed and relaxed.

Some of those who fell asleep early woke up vaguely ahead of time.

As for those who could drink more, they drank even more, but they were still dizzy and obviously couldn't recover for a while.

Xia Xian naturally carried a plate of breakfast silently, found an empty and clean place to sit down, and quietly watched these talented young people wake up.

I have to say, it is indeed very interesting.

Everyone's reaction after waking up is different. Some people are dazed, as if their brains haven't fully woken up yet. They walk unsteadily, stepping on people from time to time and tripping several times.

There are also those who are a little more thin-skinned. When they wake up from the crowd, they find themselves lying together with a large group of people, and their faces are flushed with a red color that they can't tell whether it is from wine or shame.

Of course, there are also those who are thick-skinned and don't care. They just casually lift up their arms and legs and then stagger up.

Some of the more sober people had different reactions when they saw Xia Xian calmly eating breakfast.

In response to this, Xia Xian naturally smiled and raised a glass of juice to show his respect from afar.

This breakfast was eaten slowly. Some people woke up and felt a little empty in their stomachs, so they just ate breakfast like Xia Xian did.

Then they imitated him and watched other people sober up. It was as if they experienced Xia Xian's fun. Three or five of them gathered together to talk about the guys who woke up one by one.

They were no longer the familiar faces they used to be, but after a few drinks, there seemed to be no more barriers between them, and they just sat around a table and started chatting.

As a result, as time passed, more and more people woke up, and more and more people were eating breakfast and chatting, so the noise naturally became louder and louder.

Those who were originally sleeping soundly woke up one after another due to the noise, and then decisively joined the ranks of spectators.

Since your own ugly appearance has been seen by others, how can you not show others your ugly appearance in return?

Isn’t this a big loss?

Before he knew it, Xia Xian had walked back and forth slowly a few times. After eating a delicious breakfast, almost everyone had woken up.

However, when Xia Xian finally returned to his seat with a portion of breakfast, he found that everyone's eyes were focused in one direction.

Xia Xian also looked curiously and immediately saw a familiar fiery red figure.

It’s just that this person’s sleeping posture is really not very elegant and a little weird.

The whole person was lying on the dining table with his head down and his feet up, looking like an uncomfortable sleeping posture no matter how you looked at it.

At this time, he was still smacking his lips, as if he could smell the aroma of breakfast around him and had started eating in his dream.

Xia Xian looked at her and couldn't help but shake his head and smile. He wondered what expression this proud girl would have when she woke up.

"Haha Xianzi, is there any shadow leaf left? I have to take a picture of it, hahaha."

Sheng Wuya's words were obviously a bit unfair. Xia Xian was also dissatisfied and said, "You can't do this, Crow. When she wakes up, she will burn you to ashes."

As he spoke, he took out a handful of disc-shaped leaves from the space bag in his pocket and slapped them in front of him, as if to express his disapproval.

Sheng Wuya also raised his eyebrows, chuckled, took the pile of shadow leaves in front of him, and patted Feng Li, who was still in a confused and drunken state.

Inspired by spiritual power, the mind controls the state of taking pictures, and finally it is directly presented on the originally yellow and white surface of the leaf.

Some blurry images are left on the leaves, but with the stimulation of spiritual power, the scenes captured can be displayed in every detail.

Moreover, the content can be replicated and transferred in other shadow leaves, which was also researched by the senior monks of the forest tribe's spiritual plants.

Therefore, as long as one of the photo leaves is not destroyed, Fengli's ugly appearance will be recorded forever.

Even if she achieves a major overhaul by then, taking it out would still cause her a considerable mental shock.

And as if she sensed a sense of crisis, her spiritual power fluctuated slightly, impacting her brain and finally she slowly regained some consciousness.

Xia Xian looked at Sheng Wuya, who was finding various angles to take ugly photos of Feng Li, with a purely evil smile on his face.

Such great malice would naturally be detected by the sensitive spiritual power of these talented monks.

But Sheng Wuya had no intention of hiding anything. Naturally, he would treat this enemy who mocked him with the utmost malice.

"Oh, drink, keep drinking, anyone who can't do it is a grandson!

Who is it? Go away! Don't bother me."

He was speaking incoherently. It seemed that he was really drunk and he hasn't recovered yet.

But as she opened her eyes, her spiritual power began to circulate naturally, the spiritual energy of the wine was quickly digested and excreted, and reason gradually took over.

"You you you, you you you, wuwuwu, little pear, you don't even help me!"

Fengli came to her senses and immediately realized the indecency of her posture. Her face immediately turned as red as her clothes.

She was so ashamed and angry that she wanted to explode, but she was defeated by the smiling gazes of the many people around her. She hid in Mo Li's arms and was unwilling to raise her head.