The next morning.
The knock on the door sounded on time, with a formulaic rhythm.
There were three people standing outside the door. Hu Liena's face no longer showed the grievance and panic of yesterday, replaced by inquiry and faint expectation. Xie Yue was still stern, but there was an imperceptible solemnity in the depths of her eyes as she looked at Ling Ye. Yan stood at the end, his eyes evasive, with obvious awkwardness and reluctance, but he could not resist the temptation of the blind box.
"Senior Ling Ye," Hu Liena spoke first, with a clear voice. She glanced at the four blind boxes on the ground, her eyes slightly bright, "Why is there an extra blind box today?"
"Are you still going to finish driving alone today?"
Xie Yue stepped forward, cupped her hands and said, "The three of us discussed it, and we will take turns driving it every day from now on. Yesterday it was Nana, and today Yan will be next to me."
Hence, Ling Ye calmly picked up the blind box and handed it to Yan.
Yan took the box with a rough movement and a venting force. He pinched the edge of the lid with his fingers and lifted it up hard!
Click!
Buzz!
The light lit up and enveloped Yan's rough face.
The light dissipated.
A warm current that was so weak that it was...almost negligible flowed into Yan's body along Yan's fingers. For the majestic soul power of his thirty-third level soul master, this improvement is like a drop of water in the desert, without causing even a ripple.
"Tch!" The annoyance and dissatisfaction on Yan's face reached its peak in an instant. He threw the empty box to the ground with a crisp "pop" sound, as if to vent the frustration in his heart, "I knew it! It's useless! It's a waste of my feelings!" He folded his arms, turned around angrily, and faced everyone with the back of his head, as if "I'll never open this again."
Hu Liena looked at Yan's reaction, a hint of helplessness flashed in the fox's eyes, and a little bit of "sure enough" was clear. Xie Yue frowned slightly, a little dissatisfied with Yan's gaffe, but didn't say much.
Ling Ye turned a deaf ear to Yan's irritability, bent down to pick up the discarded empty box, and put it back into the cloth bag. Then he looked at Yan calmly and motioned for him to continue.
Yan looked at the three remaining blind boxes on the ground, with anger and reluctance intertwined in his eyes. He doesn’t believe in evil! Could it be that he, a member of the golden generation and the Fire Lord's martial soul, was really at odds with this blind box horoscope? With an almost angry ferocity, he grabbed the second blind box and opened the lid more roughly!
Click! Buzz!
The light returns!
The moment the light dissipated, the irritability and unwillingness on Yan's face solidified instantly! It was immediately replaced by shock! This time, the warm current pouring into my body... was much clearer than the previous two times! Yan was extremely convinced that at that moment, his level 33 soul power really... fluctuated extremely, extremely weakly? up?
“Huh?” Yan made a short, confused sound in his throat. He clenched his fists subconsciously, feeling the soul power in his body, then looked at the empty ordinary wooden box in his hand, and then at Ling Ye's calm little face... The anger and depression on his face receded like the tide, replaced by a huge confusion and... a trace of expectation that even he himself was unwilling to admit...?
"Yan? What's wrong?" Hu Liena keenly noticed the drastic change in Yan's expression and asked doubtfully.
"No...nothing!" Yan suddenly came back to his senses and said in a rough voice, with an unnatural blush flashing across his face. He stopped talking, but his eyes were fixed on the two blind boxes left on the ground, as if there were some rare treasures hidden inside.
Under the slightly surprised gazes of Xieyue and Hu Liena, Yan no longer hesitated and grabbed the third blind box!
Click! Buzz!
The light comes on for the third time!
This time, the light seemed to cover Yan for a little longer!
The light dissipates!
The warm current pouring into the body is clearer and more powerful than the second time! Like a warm stream, although it still cannot shake the river of his soul power, the rushing river seems to be really pushed by this stream, moving forward... with difficulty, but truly... surging!
Hum——!
A wave of soul power, although weak, was far clearer than the previous two times combined, spreading uncontrollably from Yan Guo's body! Although it is far from enough to break through the bottleneck, this feeling of improvement is like finally feeling a ray of moist wind in the long-drought desert, which really makes the hair on Yan's body stand on end!
"Really...improved?!" Yan cried out, his voice completely changed due to extreme shock and ecstasy! He suddenly raised his head and looked at Ling Ye. In his eyes that were always full of irritability and unruliness, there was only a huge shock called "cognitive collapse" and a kind of... unprecedented heat!
Open three boxes in a row! The effect is more obvious every time! Accumulated, the feeling of improvement is clearly discernible! It was worth nearly a month of hard training on weekdays!
Hu Liena and Xie Yue also felt the clear soul power fluctuations in Yan's body, and their faces showed shock. Hu Liena even covered her mouth, the fox's eyes filled with disbelief! Yan's soul power level is higher than both hers and Xie Yue's, and even he can feel the obvious cumulative improvement? The effect of this blind box... is indeed magical! Comparable to magical skills!
Yan couldn't care less about face at this moment, the huge surprise and the temptation of power overwhelmed everything! Without even looking at the last blind box on the ground, he rushed over with a gust of wind like a hungry tiger pouncing on its food, and grabbed it in his hand!
Click! Buzz!
The light shines for Yan for the fourth time!
The light dissipated.
In the box, there is no light of soul power, no strange crystals, and no cold metal creations.
Instead...it's filled with colorful...small bags with weird patterns printed on them?
Those bags are made of strange materials, neither cloth nor paper, smooth and pliable, and a bright red color. On the front of the bag is printed a cartoon bull-head image with a wide grin and a chef's hat, and there are several twisted and strange words next to it: [Weilong], [Spicy Tiao], [Hot Chicken Tendon]!
"What the hell is this?" The three of them looked confused.
"This thing is called 'Spicy Tiao'." Ling Ye's calm voice sounded. He looked at the familiar snacks in the box with a strange look, "A... snack. After eating, it can... quickly restore a small amount of soul power and physical strength, and the effect is not very mild."
"Snacks? Restore soul power?" Hu Liena's eyes widened, and then she tore open a pack and smelled it.
"Sneeze!" Hu Liena was caught off guard and choked by the strong and irritating smell and sneezed. She covered her nose, her beautiful fox eyes were full of surprise and confusion, "This... what is this smell? So... so weird!"
"Hui The soul-reviving power? It even smells bad! You won’t even eat it if you give it to a dog!”
“Brother, let me give it a try.” Xie Yue suddenly reached out and grabbed a large handful of the shiny red spicy strips from Hu Liena’s hand, stuffed it into her mouth and started chewing it without even looking at it!
"Hmm!!!" Xie Yue's body stiffened instantly! His eyes were as wide as bells! The whole face turned into the color of pig liver at a speed visible to the naked eye! He felt like he had swallowed a ball of burning lava! It's like having ten thousand needles stuck into your tongue at the same time! Extremely salty! Extremely fresh! Extremely spicy!
“Pfft—cough cough cough!” Xie Yue was choked by the explosive taste impact and burst into tears, and coughed violently.
"Brother!" Hu Liena exclaimed, subconsciously wanting to step forward.
"Don't... don't come over!" Xie Yue coughed violently and waved her hands vaguely to stop her, her face covered with tears and runny nose.
"It's so spicy to death!!!"
"But it's so delicious!!"
"And it can really restore the soul power!!"
After speaking, Xie Yue grabbed a few more sticks and stuffed them into his mouth.
Humbling and sucking.
Hu Liena and Yan were shocked! !
"Is it... really so delicious?" Hu Liena's voice was filled with huge doubts and a trace of aroused curiosity that even she felt was ridiculous. Her beautiful fox eyes glanced back and forth between Xie Yue's "intoxicated" expression and the box of red dough sticks that exuded "fatal" temptation. "It's not that my brother wants to trick the two of us into suffering with him, right?" She instinctively took a small step back, as if the box was Pandora's box.
…
For a time, the small dormitory was completely destroyed. The three top geniuses of the younger generation of Wuhun Palace were standing around a box that exuded a strong smell of industrial spices. Their faces were distorted by the heat, tears were flowing, and their mouths were red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye. At the same time, they were crazily stuffing the red "poison" into their mouths as if they were possessed! Slurping sounds, hissing sounds, suppressed groans of pain, and chewing sounds of chewy food... merged into an extremely strange but inexplicably "harmonious" symphony.
Five minutes later.
The last small red bag with [Weilong] and [Hot Chicken Tendon] printed on it, Xie Yue licked clean the last bit of oil stains and spice powder inside, even the inside of the bag, and then reluctantly crumpled it into a ball, with a sense of ritual, and threw it into the wastebasket in the corner.
The box is completely empty.
In the dormitory, the overbearing and strong compound aroma seems to have come to life, firmly attached to every inch of air and every object, lasting forever.
The three of them leaned against the wall and sat slumped on the ground, completely imageless. The three mouths were swollen like three fat red sausages. The corners of the mouth, chin and even the skirt of the clothes were covered with suspicious red oil. The eyes were blurred and unfocused, with a sense of exhaustion and... strange satisfaction after being baptized by an extreme sensory storm.
"Hiccup..." Yan burped loudly with a strong smell of spices. His voice was as hoarse as a broken gong. He looked at the empty box with complicated eyes, and then touched his hot and swollen lips. His expression was twisted, as if he was crying and laughing.
Hu Liena took out the exquisite small silver mirror she carried with her, took one look at it, and then let out a piercing cry: "Ah! My mouth! It's over! It's all over!" She beat the ground in annoyance, but deep in her eyes, there was no real anger. Instead, there was a hint of... lingering aftertaste?
Xie Yue is the fastest to break free from the "Sage's Time". He licked his numb and hot lips, feeling the soul power soothed by the weak recovery power in his body, his eyes as deep as an abyss. He silently closed the empty box, which was stained with red oil, and held it tightly in his arms as if it were a rare treasure.
The three of them supported each other and left Ling Ye's dormitory with three shocking "sausage mouths", carrying a lingering strange aroma and an indescribable fullness and exhaustion. They staggered like remnants of a defeated battle.