Dimensional fantasy

Chapter 65 The Making Time (Part I).

“Hmm… This sweetness, yes. After tasting the egg roll, Shiro nodded in satisfaction. How to say, as a man who lives alone, it is really sad not to have a more passable cooking skill, not to mention that Bai is the kind of otaku who does not go out of the door. Although Shiro’s craft has not yet reached the level of mastering skills, it is still quite easy to make some homemade snacks.

Carefully clamping the egg rolls into the large lunch box one by one, Shiro let out a sigh.

“I haven’t made this kind of thing for a long time, is it really a little rusty, fortunately I got up early today.” After cleaning the kitchen a little and putting the lunch box in his backpack, Shiro walked out of the villa of his own with his bag, although the villa nominally belonged to the ‘couple who adopted him’.

“Well, it’s a whole school assembly in two days, and is there a chemistry class today?” It looks like it’s time for the next plot point. Walking on the road, Bai still held a notebook in his hand and wrote and drew there, who let the light brain in his hand still in the probation period, Bai could not remember all the plots, he naturally could only use this most primitive method to plan his actions, although Bai’s actions have never come according to plan.

“Although it is a small plot, it is unlikely to produce any rare boundary cards, but it is better to participate. But what should I do…”

“Yo, Shiro, good morning, you’re really trying.” When the aunt who was selling vegetables in the vegetable shop saw Bai, she waved her hand to greet Bai, and then persuaded Shiro, “But also pay attention to safety, don’t read on the road.” ”

“Got it, Aunt Lutian.” After all, it was the elder’s concern, and although with Bai’s ability, he didn’t have to worry about bumping into something at all, he still obediently put the notebook back in his bag. ‘Forget it, I’m not the piece of material that plans and then moves, let’s continue to adapt.’ ’

“That’s right, oh, here you go.” Seeing Bai so obedient, Aunt Lutian smiled, picked up a washed apple from her side and handed it to Bai, “It’s not easy for you to live alone so young, I’ll give you this apple to your aunt, go to school quickly.” ”

Shiro was not polite, took the apple and put it in the bag.

“Thank you, Aunt Lutian, then I’ll go.”

“Well, go ahead, study hard.”

Riding the subway, Shiro soon arrived at the classroom, and after saying hello to Nagisa on a daily basis, he began his study today.

As for why Bai, who obviously already has college-level knowledge, still has to learn middle-school-level knowledge and is still so diligent, it is related to the improvement of the strength of the realm master. Before obtaining a universal practice ability card, there is only one way for the realm master to increase the strength of the realm force, and that is to practice according to the current sub-world ability improvement method to obtain world feedback to slowly increase the strength of the realm force. As for the most suitable way to improve the ability of the sub-world of assassination classrooms, what else is there besides learning?

Don’t learn how you get stronger!

What’s more, after entering the society for a few years, in addition to the knowledge that matches the work, who will remember what they have learned before.

In this way, under the funny teaching of killing the teacher, soon, it was time for chemistry class.

“Hurry, get ready, the killing teacher is coming.” Through the crack in the door, Okajima saw the killing teacher who had gone with the school committee members Isobe and Kataoka to carry the equipment for the chemistry class, and he quickly whispered to Maehara and Sugaya who were also ambushed and prepared for assassination.

Then, the moment the killing teacher opened the door holding the equipment, they immediately swung the dagger in their hands towards the killing teacher.

This kind of fool-like assassination is of course ineffective against killing the teacher, and in an instant, the killing teacher dodged the attacks of several people, and flashed into the classroom, and then used tentacles to grab the Erlenmeyer flask and test tube that were still in the air before several people reacted and placed them on the table of each experimental group.

“Abominable.” One blow missed, but Maehara and the others did not give up, and chased and killed the killing teacher with a dagger.

Half a minute later, Teacher Killer had already laid out all the experimental equipment he needed, and Maehara and the others still didn’t hurt Teacher Kill a hair (although he didn’t have it in the first place), but he was so tired that he sat back to back on the podium.

The bell rang just in time for —the bell to ring, and Maehara dragged their tired bodies back to their seats.

“Okay, let’s start class.”

…

“Okay, the experiment of separating the dye from the snack…” After disappearing instantly, Teacher Killing appeared on the podium holding a bunch of snacks that the students bought for the experiment, “… That’s the end of it. The rest of the snacks are collected for the teacher. ”

“Huh?!” *n

“We bought it!”

“Because it’s not yet payday, I raise food through the folk righteousness of class.”

“Why do super creatures who want to destroy the world live on dead wages.”

The students were helpless and contemptuous of the act of killing the teacher, and no one was really angry, after all, killing the teacher deserves to be a teacher and a friend, and how many people will be angry because they damaged the friend and smoothed the snacks.

Of course, a disdainful gaze is indispensable. Under the sharp eyes of the classmates, the killing teacher could only leave a cold sweat, and looked at the ceiling 45 degrees sideways.

At this time, Ami Okuda walked silently in front of the killing teacher with her back hand.

“That.. That, teacher. ”

“What’s wrong, Okuda-san?” Teacher Kill asked gently.

“That, this is poison, please drink it!” Closing his eyes, Okuda looked open and handed over the three bottles of liquid he was holding.

Okuda’s action, which has always been very non-existent in the class, immediately made the class noisy.

“Nope… All right? ”

Teacher Killer didn’t know how to answer, “Okuda-san, it’s really a direct assassination.” ”

“That… That one, I’m not good at surprise assassinations like everyone else, but I’m good at chemistry, and I made it sincerely. ”

Okuda’s grammatical mistakes here made the class calm for a while.

“Sincerely…”

Isobei persuaded with a black line in his head: “Oh… Okuda, no matter how stupid no one will drink like this…”

However, before Isobe’s words were finished, the killing teacher interrupted him.

“It’s a real honor, then, I’ll drink it.” After speaking, the killing teacher directly pulled the wooden plug of a test tube and poured the liquid in it into his mouth.

“Killing the teacher is really…” sighed Shiro softly.

Under the gaze of the whole class, Teacher Killer trembled exaggeratedly.