Unspeakable bubbles

"Cuckoo!"

"Ah, he's alive again."

Petty collapsed to the ground in a very undignified manner, looking utterly dejected.

“Grant, there are many aspects of this event that we haven’t done well enough.”

Reiko sat down next to her: "Did you know? This morning, seven students were already unconscious and had to be carried out by the school doctors."

Whose fault is it that my mental fortitude is so poor?

“Some mentors took advantage of the situation and also participated in this competition.”

"People need to have a sense of shame, just as trees need bark. But he's lost all sense of shame, what can we do?"

"The microphone is set too high; the bubbles can't reach it at all. How could you make such a blunder?"

“Uh,” Petty was speechless.

"Everyone has a first time, just be careful next time, be careful next time."

Patty smiled sheepishly: "Speaking of which, Bubble's martial arts skills are quite high."

"Without a microphone, he stunned the entire audience with just one sentence."

"Isn't it some kind of mystery?" Reiko asked doubtfully.

"of course not."

Petty shook his head and said, "The widespread mystique surrounding Laplace Academy has inadvertently limited everyone's thinking."

"Once something happens, I won't think about it from any other angle."

"Bubble is actually a martial arts master?"

Reiko laughed for some reason: "It has nothing to do with her."

"..."

"What's wrong? Why do you look so serious all of a sudden?"

"Ah, I was thinking that Bubble's martial arts skills may already be on par with my muscular dad."

"Muscle Daddy?"

Lianzi couldn't help but chuckle: "Your father is a nobleman from the Saine family, isn't he? How can you address him like that?"

"Hmph, he's all muscle and brains, I think that's a fitting name for him."

"Of course, if you want to call him a jerk or a gorilla monster, I won't object."

"..."

“Sain, I remember it as a country where martial arts and mystery coexist.”

Reiko thought for a moment and asked, "Grant, have you ever practiced martial arts?"

"Of course, it would be a waste not to use my bloodline for martial arts."

"What is your current cultivation level?"

"I'm not a Grandmaster, but I have a bloodline boost, so I can easily crush most Grandmasters."

Petty chuckled: "I would say this is a perfect fusion of mystery and martial arts."

"Then, what about the bubbles?"

"..."

"It's hard to say."

“Didn’t you just say that Bubble’s cultivation level is no less than your father’s?” Reiko reminded her.

"Hmm, the key is, I don't know what level of cultivation the ape monster has."

'He's definitely a Grandmaster, but is he truly a super strong expert?'

'If not, then Bubble has surpassed the level of an ordinary grandmaster.'

'If that bastard really did reach the level of a super strong person, wouldn't that mean...'

"Grant, you don't know your father's cultivation level, so how can you say that Bubble is no less than him?"

“In the past, a group of slaves in my family wanted to rebel, but the gorilla monster said one sentence and they all vomited blood and died suddenly.”

"I knew it after Bubble said that in the morning. She is actually a very powerful expert."

"..."

"Hey, why aren't you saying anything?"

“Grant,”

Reiko frowned and said, "Your father is too cruel."

"Even slaves are still living, breathing human beings!"

Section 455 and Chapter 454 are fresh off the press.

"A vibrant life?"

Petty raised an eyebrow: "President, your description... is quite interesting."

Feeling uncomfortable under Petty's strange gaze, Reiko snorted and strode away.

"Hmm, Reiko Hatta, she's clearly a fragile girl, yet her strength surpasses mine."

"A bloodline surpassing that of ogres, huh... just who is she...?"

An enticing aroma wafted from the nearby stadium entrance, abruptly interrupting Petty's thoughts.

"Ok?"

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a cafeteria worker pushing a cart into the room.

The trolley was piled with four large blue crates, all filled with steaming hot boxed meals.

"Dinner is served. One serving per person, don't take more than your share."

"Don't push, line up properly, I'll go back and get more if it's not enough."

"Gurgle gurgle"

The aroma made Patty's stomach rumble.

"I'm so hungry, let's call Bubble to go eat together."

Petty stood up; she had no intention of asking the cafeteria lady for a meal.

That's barely enough to fill a tooth gap!

"Bubble, over here! Over here!"

"coming."

With a whoosh, the little girl appeared behind Petty.

"Uh, let's go, it's on me, let's go eat something delicious."

"Oh!"

.............................................................................................

"Wow, what's wrong with you?!"

Looking at the girl opposite him, whose bangs were so long they covered her eyes and who exuded a dark aura, the boy couldn't help but shiver.

Why does it feel so cold around me? What's going on?

"Hehehehe"

A chilling laugh came from the girl's mouth, and the boy couldn't help but take a step back.

"Go, President!"

"Let's show the might of our Paranormal Society!"

"This competition is huge, it's the perfect opportunity to promote the Paranormal Society!"

A group of strangely dressed 'female ghosts' cheered for their club president from the sidelines.

"President, we've been struggling to make ends meet because of your 10,000 points entry fee."

"Success or death!"

Their shouts put immense pressure on the president of the Paranormal Society.

"Wigs, all the pretty wigs are sold out, I'm going to win, glug glug."

"Referee, start now!"

"Both players, get ready! Three, two, one!"

"what?"

Just as the boy was about to throw a punch, he felt something cool enter his body.

He originally intended to throw a punch, but...

Manipulated by some strange force, the boy involuntarily drew the scissors.

"Scissors against rock"

"Koterai-kun wins!"

"Wow, body, referee... um."

"Excuse me, is there a problem?"

The boy's face turned bright red as he struggled to speak, and he shook his head repeatedly.

"It's good that you're alright. Well then, let's begin the second round!"

"Goo-hehe"