Academic gathering with Lich colleagues

Until he felt something unusual on his face, Ariana's lips did not immediately leave. Within the range of her lips, a cool, smooth little thing was sliding across his skin.

That was Ariana's tongue.

She wasn't kissing, she was licking. The tip of her tongue carried a tiny, soul-shaking stimulation, like an electric shock to Lyle's consciousness.

"It's salty, and the taste is much worse than the steak." This bland review trampled on Lyle's emotions.

Lyle wants revenge.

Lyle turned his head as Ariana's lips drew near again.

Eyes met eyes, lips touched lips, and to Ariana's surprise, Lyle, with a mischievous smugness, savored the soft, cool touch. The body Lyle held gradually weakened, relying entirely on his own strength.

Lyle only loosened his grip and took a few deep breaths when Ariana's gaze became hazy, her cheeks flushed, and she seemed to be in a bewitching state.

"How do I taste, dear Ariana?"

A peach-like blush lingered on her pale skin as she breathed heavily, exhaling a sweet scent against Lyle's chest. Ariana avoided Lyle's burning gaze, burying her head in his chest and answering in a barely audible voice.

No... I failed.

In De Xili's small room, the pink color gradually dissipated. He clapped his hands and looked at the three people who had regained consciousness.

"Alright, very good. You have already been able to ignore the temptation and find the location of the Gate of Souls. With a little training, you will soon be able to enter the Land of Souls."

"The Land of Souls is... hard to explain, you'll understand once you go in."

The three of them stared at De Xili speechlessly.

"It's hard to say exactly what to do. Anyway, once you go in, you'll have the relevant knowledge. From then on, your research on soul studies won't need any specific guidance; you can start learning on your own."

"According to the rules, your graduation assessment should be to create a soul stone."

"The Land of Souls will have everything you need. We'll talk about it when the time comes."

The three of them kept this in mind: the Soul Land was a necessary condition for making Soul Stones.

"Soulstones, like the soulstones of Troy?"

Dexili answered with manipulation.

"That's right. Troy is a Soul Stone, a rather special kind of Soul Stone. An ordinary Soul Stone is just a storage container. You probably won't be able to create a Troy in your lifetime, so you should find another target."

“This is not to look down on you, Troy. Even a master of souls like me cannot make it. It’s not a matter of skill, but a matter of nature.”

After much deliberation, De Xili gritted his teeth and said, "Anyway, the boss will tell you sooner or later. I'm not exposing any of her secrets, so I'll just say it directly."

"Troy is a mystical soul stone."

"The Mystic Soul Stone is a powerful soul stone made using special materials, and the raw materials for Troy..."

"It's the Soul Reaper's Gem."

Chapter 372 The Wandering Championship

Lyle returned to Andrea with a great sense of satisfaction after passing the test.

When Helena re-possessed the stone sculpture, she found her sister covering her lips, silent.

"Is your experiment over, Anna?"

Hearing the call, Ariana turned around and looked back. Helena saw that something was welling up in her eyes.

“Sister, Mr. Scarlet is right. I... I can appreciate something beyond just the taste.”

It turns out that inviting Lyle to become a research assistant was not Mr. Scarlet's only action. He had already communicated with Ariana beforehand, inviting her to verify the emotional reactions of hungry flesh.

“You don’t need to listen to that old pervert, Anna.” Helena moved the statue and hugged her sister in its embrace. “I’ve already made a deal with the old headmaster. The girls of Naslan won’t be instructed by anyone in Andre. Forget it, I’ll find time to personally warn that guy. He’s been provoking the School of Souls for so long that those wraith professors have been annoyed with him for a long time.”

“No, I volunteered for the test. I also really want to know if the flutter in my heart is real.” Ariana didn’t want her sister and Mr. Scarlet to clash.

"Alright, alright, I'm just going to pay a visit, nothing unpleasant will happen." Helena gestured for the ghost maid to tidy up the scattered stone carvings.

"As the chief professor of Andrei Soul Conjuring, it's normal for him to have emotional exchanges with his colleagues."

Andre College, with its long history and strong faculty, naturally boasts excellent teaching capabilities. Even more commendable is that Andre College has deeply ingrained the concept of work-life balance into its very core.

There are many active and diverse club activities here.

"I heard there's a new weight loss club?" Lyle had just left the lab table and had Nia lick the blood and flesh off his gloves before picking up a cup of black tea.

With his hunger camouflage on him, Andrei's living human appearance was not surprising, even though his Adam's apple was gurgling.

Never doubt someone else's abilities; there's always someone better. This saying made Shining and the others used to Lyle burping all the time.

"Boss, is this the latest version of the Hunger Camouflage you developed?"

"...Yes, you guessed right. It's the latest model with enhanced disguise capabilities, designed to blend into the human world."

"That's great. It seems I need to increase my research efforts."

Lyle must divert these guys' curiosity from his real "disguise" before their growing curiosity translates into action.

"So, Andrei really has a weight loss club now?" The lich is going to start losing weight? How ridiculous.

"Yes, and the location is right next to the Holy Light Culinary Club."

"A smart choice." The thought of those pot-bellied liches immediately after eating, then taking a few steps to get on the treadmill, is quite amusing. "So, what does the weight loss club do? Provide fitness guidance and meal planning for the liches?"

"They offer game boosting services."

Lyle put the bird-beak mask back on. He had a premonition that if he didn't, his exaggerated muscle expressions would arouse suspicion.

"What kind of power leveling?"

"Personalized weight loss training".

Can you hire a bodybuilder to lose weight?

"To be precise, it should be called flesh and blood disguise management service. The service industry of the weight loss club has been deepened. Those liches were usually soldiers, warriors and other professionals in their previous lives, with rich experience in body shaping."

"If you want, you can even see their portraits with their fit physiques. There's no doubt they were professionals in the field of weight loss."

"All you have to do is take off your hunger disguise, and these professionals will equip your body to start exercising. Soon, you will regain your slim figure. The price to pay is just a few tens of thousands of Oreo coins."

You liches are something else indeed.

Lyle suddenly remembered that Shiny and the others seemed to have also entered a state of binge eating, and their disguises still maintained good physiques.

"Shining, you guys are also doing game boosting for weight loss?"

Bian Tong and Shan Liang exchanged a glance and smiled.

"Boss, we don't need to lose weight."

“We are necromancers, experts in manipulating flesh and blood. Reducing body fat and such is a simple thing that can be done by modifying creations.”

When it comes to weight loss, some people choose science, while others choose magic.

"Boss, this is a collaboration project proposed to us by the weight loss club. Faced with the shortage of personal trainers, the weight loss club has placed an order with us for twenty snake-bone treadmills."

"So, those liches are planning to start losing weight themselves?"

The manipulator then handed over another note.

"what is this?"

"A check. Funding for the Necromancer Figurine Company's new Hunger Disguise project." Manipulation pulled a contract from his pocket. "The investors are applying to add a new service to Hunger Flesh."

What services?

"Automation. They hope that the muscle masculinity that exceeds the body fat limit can run on a treadmill and roll around to lose weight."

"...That requires a fairly complex accumulation of spiritual knowledge."

“They have been monitoring the progress of the séance course and know that we are getting into the field of spiritual studies; automation is only a matter of time.”

These liches always manage to demonstrate terrifying attention and mobilization capabilities in certain areas.

Lyle was unaware that the Andrei lich had already extended its bone claws toward something even larger.

In the dean's office, the dean's face was grim, and he didn't even bother to stroke his beard. He ripped off his enormous wizard's hat, revealing a fierce flame of soul burning within his gleaming skull.

"Andrei, the recent opinion poll results are terrible. Do you have anything to report?"

The reporter pinched his chin.

"Yes, the liches' approval rating for you has dropped to 52 percent, and nearly half of the liches are no longer satisfied with your rule."

"Why don't you step down, Dean?"

Bang!

The dean slammed his hand on the table in anger, denting the enchanting material.

"You bastards! Andre Academy is a family business! Don't you understand?! What else are you complaining about?! You want clubs? I'll build you clubs! You want research? I'll plan departments for you! You've made arcane bombs! You've made death plagues! You've made electromagnetic cannons! What more do you want?! To tear me down?!"

"Abdicate?! Do you believe that if I let go, a dozen or so Raymond crosses will be waiting for you outside! You worthless bastards deserve to be burned at the stake!"

"Dean, calm down! Dean, calm down!" The gentlemen and the others immediately grabbed the dean's hand that was reaching for the Lich King's Crown and pressed him to the spot.

As the founder of Andre Academy, the dean dedicated himself to the academy with his life and tireless efforts. He gave his all to the academy and believed that his efforts would be rewarded; he considered himself, at the very least, a well-liked dean.

Just now, I discovered that my approval rating had plummeted from 80% to 52%. Those ingrates!

"Our literary society analyzed it, and it turns out this is actually a normal phenomenon."

“Mr. Scarlet’s recent research shows that as the hunger masquerade is promoted, the liches’ desires are being gradually unleashed, which is a good thing.”

"Your growing desires have turned into dissatisfaction with the status quo, which is why your approval rating has dropped."

"So, it's not that I didn't do a good enough job, it's just that you're a bunch of dissatisfied scumbags?"

"...They are. But whether they are shameless or not is not the point. The point is that we need to carry out more collective activities to satisfy the current vigorous energy of the Andrei Lich."

"For example, participating in the upcoming Wandering City Clan Championship."

The dean stroked his beard. "Is that the Wandering City large-scale competitive event that you guys thought was a waste of time and refused to participate in? It seems like the time is indeed approaching."

“That’s right, and this time, our companions will definitely be very happy to get along with all races.”

The dean looked at the excited gentleman and tapped his bone fingers.

"You guys, participating in an arena organized by arcane sorcerers, do you even understand the principles of human competition?"