Demon King Dad

Before yesterday, this child was still on the verge of life and death, living a life that could die of starvation and thirst at any time. But as soon as I wake up today, I can be here, drinking water quietly...this feeling...

Is it called... happiness?

"Uhhhh, hahaha~~~"

While the idiot stared, the bread in his arms woke up. At six months, she has grown some thinning hair, which is pink. Those emerald green eyes opened. The first thing I saw was the sunlight coming through the window, and the second thing I saw was the face of the person holding him.

"Oh~~~Oh~~~"

Bread cried, and she tentatively stretched out both hands, grasping something in the air. These trivial exercises quickly made her feel hungry and began to sob.

"Oh~~~! It seems that the little father-in-law is hungry! So what should our dear nanny do? As your sword, I am here to make one of the most sincere suggestions to you. Throw her into that well , Then close the lid and wait until this time next year to open, how about?"

The idiot opened the closet next to it and found a tattered, dusty bowl. Seeing this, a disappointed look appeared in the blood pupils, and he snorted: "Well, I know your character as a kid. I wish you a happy feeding."

After that, Dimie didn't say a word. The idiot put down the bread and washed the bowl in the bucket. Then he took out two buckets of water again, after washing the bowl inside and out, scooped a small bowl of water, holding the bread, sitting on the chair by the table, feeding bit by bit.

Water alone may not completely satisfy the hunger of bread, but for ordinary people, just cool water means coldness to children. You can’t drink much of this water, so the idiot just moved the bowl away after making the bread sticky for a few bites. But without water or food, the hungry bread began to cry again. At this moment, the idiot panicked and put down the bowl to search for something in the room.

Two minutes later...

The idiot who couldn't find it pulled out the Dark Annihilation dagger and walked to the door with cold eyes, ready to find food.

"Where are you going? Idiot."

A familiar and unfamiliar voice suddenly entered the room and looked at the door. The tall figure of Principal Campa unexpectedly appeared there! His eyes were fixed on the right arm of the idiot, and the expression on his face looked very cold.

The idiot took a step back and hid the right arm holding Dimie behind him. His eyes were full of hostility, and he didn't completely believe him for this sudden appearance of the principal. The necessary vigilance is the best magic weapon for the rats in the drain to survive until now.

Principal Campa snorted, ignoring the idiot's hidden dagger. He walked in and stretched out his right hand, holding a small piece of dry flakes almost the size of his finger on the palm of his hand, not sure what it was.

"This is compressed cereal, food for you."

Principal Campa put the oatmeal on the table, put his hands back on his back, and said, "Just brew with water and you can eat it. However, I have no reason to give you food for nothing, so the amount of these oatmeal that can be brewed is only half of yours. Breakfast. Eat quickly. With the strength, you can work for me. Depending on your work hard, I will give you food again. The amount of compressed oatmeal will be deducted from the future food supply. If you can't finish today's work, there will be only this little food for you."

The idiot looked at Principal Campa, then at the compressed oatmeal, and finally at the bread waiting to be fed in his arms. Finally, he no longer hesitated, but immediately rushed forward to remove the piece of cereal and threw it into the bowl of water.

The oatmeal melted quickly, and in less than a minute, half a bowl of water turned into half a bowl of oatmeal. Looking at the food exuding the fragrance of wheat that night, the belly of the idiot made a cooing sound. He stretched out his hand, grabbed the bowl, and delivered it to his mouth.

Principal Campa saw this scene with a dim look on his face, and shook his head gently. But when he was about to turn around and leave, he found that the bowl just stayed at the mouth of the idiot and was not drunk by him.

Is the oatmeal not fragrant enough?

It's not.

Is it suspected of being poisonous?

Nor is it.

Do you feel that you are not hungry and do not want to eat?

of course not.

So, why?

...Because of crying.

The bread in his arms was crying because of the same hunger...

Raised hand, slowly lower it. The bowl of porridge came to the bun's mouth bit by bit. The fresh smell of wheat immediately aroused the little girl's appetite. She opened her mouth and ate it, it was so sweet and delicious.

"Woo~~~~~~~"

After the meal is full, half a bowl of oatmeal has been removed by a quarter. When the bun closed his eyes in satisfaction and went back to sleep, the idiot was holding the bowl. Although his expression still looks so cold and numb, who knows what kind of struggle is in his heart at this moment?

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Finally, he put down the small half bowl of porridge and covered it with a large leaf that had been dusted off. After that, he held the bread and walked in front of Principal Campa with his still growling belly.

"Well, come with me."

Principal Campa didn't say much, turned around and walked out. The idiot followed him, walking silently. But he didn't know that the face of Headmaster Campa who was walking in front was no longer as cold as before. On the contrary, with a smile of satisfaction...

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No matter how many times you walk in this college, you will feel that it is outrageous. Of course, if it's just big, it's okay to say, but the surrounding area is like a tropical rain forest with lush foliage and spouting fountains. Who can imagine that a huge desert outside the city less than half a day away?

Xia Chan screamed on the trees on both sides of the road, and gorgeous flowers filled both sides of the road. Principal Campa walked in the dormitory area, and the students who had just moved in didn't know who he was, and walked past him leisurely. Those students who knew who this was before saw Campa respectfully step aside and bowed a salute. Then whispered to the other freshmen who this was, making those new students nervous about their rude behavior just now.

Compared with Campa, the eye-catching degree of an idiot may be the same. A beggar holding a small baby with a chain on his right arm, his clothes in tatters, and a sour smell can be regarded as a miracle in this royal college! However, compared to the respect for Campa, the idiot received more surprises, contempt, disgust and disgust. But he doesn't care about these. In the past life, he has endured too many such gazes, and many have made him used to it.

Gradually, he left the accommodation area behind him. When Principal Campa stopped, a huge swimming pool appeared before the eyes of the idiot.

It's just that there is no water in it, and it's an empty swimming pool.

"It's summer now, and the number of newly admitted students has increased a lot. Do you know what this means?"

Campa bypassed the barbed wire surrounding the edge of the pool, walked through the locker room, shower room, and came to the shore of the pool. The idiot followed him and walked to the shore.

"It means that the college must provide more swimming pools for the students to cool off at once. But now, the problem is coming. The college has a total of six swimming pools. According to the number of students, we must provide at least four swimming pools every day. Three out of six I can find a way to fill the swimming pool, but the last swimming pool is powerless. And this is your job today."

Campa walked into the utility room by the pool, took out an iron bucket, and threw it at the feet of the idiot. After that, he pointed to the empty swimming pool in front of him and said--

"Because at night we will put disinfectant powder into the pool for disinfection. So before ten o'clock, you must find a way to fill the pool. Water, in your reservoir in the shower, you use this bucket to go Pick up the water and pour it in."

Campa spoke calmly, and idiots listened quietly. But if you replace the idiot and replace it with any ordinary student, I am afraid that you will be fainted by what Campa said.

Fill the swimming pool with buckets? I am afraid that only a madman would do such a thing!

The idiot looked at the iron bucket at his feet, then raised his head to look at Campa, without moving. Principal Campa seemed to have anticipated this and said coldly: "This pool is 50 meters long, 25 meters wide, and 3 meters deep. The total volume is 3750 cubic meters. By the way, the bucket has a capacity of 1 cubic meter. In other words, you only need to go back and forth 3750 times to fill the pool."

"It's 5 minutes to 7 o'clock in the morning. You should have started at 6 o'clock in the morning. By 10 o'clock in the evening, you have a total of 16 hours available for use. I calculated that from you walking to the full tank When the water comes back and pour the water down, it doesn’t take 15 seconds. If you convert 16 hours into seconds, it’s 57600 seconds. In other words, 16 hours can provide you with 3840 back and forth times, which absolutely meets the requirement of 3750 times. The above is me The job content handed to you."