I have a Tantric panel

Come here.

Shaun didn't stand on ceremony and sat down to enjoy the breakfast prepared by Eileen.

A loaf of bread with butter, two slices of bacon, two eggs, and a cup of black tea.

The toast is sweet, the eggs are fried to a slightly golden brown, and the black tea is fragrant and delicious—it looks incredibly appetizing.

"Eileen, your cooking is really good."

Xia En sincerely praised him.

"Hehe, I learned this trick from someone else when I worked at a restaurant before. It seems pretty simple."

Eileen also sat down opposite Shane.

A few beads of sweat dampened the hair on his forehead, but they couldn't hide the confidence in his eyes.

Xia En was stunned when he heard this.

Go work at a restaurant?

This seems inconsistent with their current economic situation.

Lucius stirred the tea in his teacup with a spoon, making a crisp sound.

"In the past, Eileen's parents didn't treat her very well, and at one point they used her as a tool to make money, but now... all of that is in the past."

"Lucius, don't tap the teacup!"

The little girl glared at her uncle: "If you're going to eat, then eat properly."

"Roger that, Commander Eileen!"

Seeing the interaction between the two, Xia En's heart stirred.

It seems that the relationship between the uncle and nephew is more complicated than he had imagined.

After eating and drinking to their hearts' content, Xia En was about to get up and say goodbye.

Lucius suddenly spoke up: "Eileen, why don't you go out with Shane?"

"Um?"

"You forgot? I told you."

Lucius winked at him: "Eileen is going to Akarin University for a period of study. The formalities were completed yesterday, and she can report today."

Xia En immediately remembered this and turned to look.

Eileen had already wiped her face, put on her schoolbag, and was waiting obediently at the door.

Judging from her appearance, she really doesn't look like a college student; you'd be hard-pressed to say she's a high school student.

Those well-developed elementary school students from my past life were probably more mature than Eileen appeared.

"Mr. Shane, what did you mean by that look?"

Eileen narrowed her eyes and asked in a "kind" manner.

Shane reacted quickly: "I just think Miss Eileen is really cute."

"snort."

Eileen hummed softly and turned her head away.

The slightly reddened earlobes betrayed the owner's mood.

"Alright, it's time to go to school, or we'll be late."

Urged on by Lucius, the two quickly went out.

Shane originally wanted to call a carriage—Alara's teaching assistant allowance had already been given to him in advance, and he still hadn't spent all the 5 gold crowns Clara had given him, so he could afford a carriage ride.

But Eileen refused.

"Let's walk there, it's not too far anyway, we can treat it as exercise."

"it is good."

Walking to and from work every day is indeed a way for Xia En to exercise his body.

He observed the backpack behind Eileen; it seemed quite heavy.

"Let me carry your schoolbag for you."

The little girl wrinkled her nose and glanced at Xia En's physique. Compared to when they first met, he was noticeably more muscular and had gained a lot of weight.

It no longer looks like it would fall over with a gust of wind.

No wonder my appetite has increased.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome."

He took the schoolbag from Eileen; it felt heavy, but he could still lift it.

[Health (2)] By exerting effort, Shane's endurance and physical strength will gradually improve, and he will not get tired as easily as before.

Xia En got up early, so there was still plenty of time.

The two walked leisurely toward Akarin University, chatting casually from time to time, creating a relaxed and harmonious atmosphere.

When I arrived at the campus, the bell had not yet rung.

Near the school gate, some students looked curiously at the strange pair.

Thanks to the newspaper photos, Shane became a minor celebrity at university.

Some bolder students even approached him and asked what his relationship with Freya was.

Shane is very honest:

We weren't close; we only met once at a dinner party.

But the students didn't seem to believe it.

"Who is that person next to Mr. Shane?"

"Is he two-timing?! What a scumbag!?"

"It doesn't seem like it. That girl seems more like his sister, or... his daughter?"

"Hey, isn't she the little girl in the photo?"

The college students' hushed voices drifted over.

Xia En secretly observed Eileen's expression.

She didn't react much to the other words, but when she heard the word "daughter," her face visibly darkened.

"Let's go register first. I know where the academic affairs office is."

Xia En didn't dare linger and quickly pulled Eileen to the academic affairs office.

After a few simple procedures, Eileen was led away by a female professor to begin her studies.

Xia En returned to his office and sat down at his desk.

He has already read all nine history books.

However, the "candle of truth" in my mind was also completely exhausted during these days of intense study.

Xia En had considered whether to save the candle flame for later use.

But then again, we're in the final sprint right now.

Invest early to reap the rewards sooner.

This has nothing to do with right or wrong, it's just two different strategies.

However, there is a strange thing.

[Remaining candlelight] Even though it had dropped to 0%, in Xia En's mind, there was still a very small piece of pure white candle left.

It's as if it's taken root there.

Or does it mean that the "Flame of Truth" can be replenished in other ways in the future?

Shane is not the type to get stuck on trivial details.

If you can't figure it out right now, then leave it for later.

He placed an easel on the table and then began to adjust the concentration of the paint with linseed oil.

A slightly pungent smell seeped out of the oil container.

The special training the professor gave to Shane has gradually incorporated some "real combat" elements.

Usually, I ask him to draw a part of the picture, and then make corrections in terms of technique and composition.

Although Shane had experience painting in the "Person in the Painting" space, he had not received professional painting instruction.

To put it bluntly, it's a self-taught method.

It relies more on feeling than technique.

And now, what Alara is doing is completing this piece of the puzzle.

[Drawing: 2 (52%)]

[Art: 2 (32%)]

The growth of these two attributes silently testifies to Shane's efforts.

……

……

It was afternoon.

Sunlight streamed into the office through the gaps in the curtains.

Aurora stood in front of the easel, frowning.

For no apparent reason, Xia En felt like she was facing her homeroom teacher, as if she had returned to the shadow of being dominated during her student days.

He asked, "Professor, what's wrong with this painting?"

"Um……"

Aurora pondered for a moment: "In terms of technique alone, your brushstrokes have actually improved a lot. You've put in a lot of hard work, which deserves praise."

"But... something is missing from your painting."

"What is it?"

"Passion".

Aurora looked intently into Shane's eyes.

"Passion is the source of creation."

"Passion drives people to pick up paintbrushes, write poems, and leave irreplaceable marks on the canvas."

"Without passion, art is just a collection of techniques."

Xia En recalled.

On the stage of "The Person in the Painting," Aurora said something similar.

However, drawing skills can be improved through hard work, and knowledge can be acquired through learning, but how can passion be enhanced?

Passion: 0 (35%)

Xia En looked at this attribute on the panel. It had only changed once so far, when he was interpreting "The Person in the Painting".

However, it is clear that not every occult work can increase [passion].

Is there a more stable way to generate passion?

From leaving Akarin University, then taking a horse-drawn carriage to the theater on Elm Street.

Xia En was thinking about this problem.

After waiting for a while at the theater entrance, a steady voice came from behind me.

"—You've arrived, Shane."