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Chapter 294: Thinking too much?
"You are three seconds late."
Punk looked at the enchanted pocket watch in his hand and said without raising his head.
"Sorry, mentor, this is because I met when I was at the gate of the trading area..."
"I'm not interested in whether you met the ancient dragon or the Titan giant. Every second you waste is actually wasting time to learn knowledge, you know"!
"Got it, mentor"!
Anya did not continue to argue, she just accepted it respectfully.
As a little clever girl, Anya knew that she was not qualified to defend herself in front of some people. For example, the tutor who looked only fifteen years old in a black robe was one of the people who refused to listen to the explanation.
I have to admit that when punk walked out of the shadows and came to Anya, the girl was really shocked by the punk appearance. In her impression, punk should be an old-fashioned middle-aged person.
But Anya is not a face control, even the handsome guy can't offset the deep anxiety in her heart.
Most importantly, the next performance of punk completely confirmed that Anya's anxiety was not groundless.
"Well, my apprentice, your talent is very good, but it's not enough to have good talent. You still need to dig out your talent."
The punk spoke to Anya expressionlessly. Although there was not a word of truth in what he said, it was not unnatural at all on the surface.
What else could Anya answer to the topic Anya raised by punk in the name of "caring about apprentices", she could only be dazed for a while and then nodded and said:
"Yes, all follow the instructions of the mentor."
"Yes, it seems that you are very self-motivated, but the road to magic is always bumpy, and the suppressed talent is useless! But don't worry, I have a way to dig out your talent-one time is basically bound to succeed. The experiment can be done, and the first beneficiary will be you, and the only side effect will only be a little bit of pain! How about it, are you willing to accept it?"
Punk clearly expressed his purpose. Although he said this in a questioning tone, in terms of action, punk has taken out a small bottle of light green potion with blue lines from the storage ring calmly. .
"Don't worry, the experiment of thinking of truth follows the principle of voluntariness, even if you don't want it, no one will force you"?
Punk said coldly while holding the potion in his hand and walked to Anya, and then stared at Anya with horror in his eyes very directly.
Forced to watch Punk's cold eyes, Anya suppressed the trembling of her body as much as possible, revealing a calm look on the surface.
But in fact, she was crying secretly in her heart.
"Is it voluntary? Is it voluntary? Is this the legendary "to be voluntarily"? Isn't it too much?"
Anya had already complained loudly in her heart-but she only dared to complain in her heart, and Anya did not dare to say this in front of punk.
At this moment, there are only two people in the huge magic tower: Anya herself and Punk. She is just an apprentice who is not even a professional. Punk is a master-level powerhouse with a high status in the branch. The most important thing is ——Punk looks like there is no idea of asking for opinions at all. Anya has no doubt that if she refuses, she will definitely be "voluntarily" experimented with in a more painful way.
Finally, in the face of the cold "kindness" of punk, Anya could only helplessly compromise. She vaguely felt that accepting this so-called "talent discovery" experiment was a matter of "eating jujube pills", but if she refused Then... it would be "cough pill", compared to "cough pill"... Anya could only reluctantly choose "eat jujube pill"!
Without too much hesitation, facing the oppression of punk, Anya could not hesitate too much. She could only squeeze a smile and then take the potion handed by punk with her slightly trembling hands, and then use her gratitude as much as she could. Said in his tone:
"Thank you very much, dear tutor"!
Anya picked up the potion that looked like a cocktail and put it to his mouth. Finally, he glanced at Punk with an imploring look.
But it was a pity that she only saw the handsome face of punk with no expression and those deep, gloomy eyes.
Finally, under the watchful eyes of punk, Anya had to drink a drop of the potion.
"My mentor, do you have any more instructions."
After drinking the potion, Anya gently put down the empty potion bottle in her hand. Now she felt a vague pain in her head, and a very uncomfortable rush seemed to stir and roll in her soul.
"Well, it's pretty good. Next, take off your clothes and lie down on the test bench."
Punk made sure that Anya had finished drinking the potion. He turned around indifferently and took out the odd-shaped surgical alchemy tools from the storage ring. At the same time, he indifferently gave orders to Anya.
Anya was even more stunned this time. She looked at the experimental platform with full of runes next to her. She heard the punk turn around and clanged out a lot of things she didn't know.
The girl's complexion started to turn pale!
"No...no, can it be...I met a perverted tutor who just gave me a drink...yes..."
Thinking of this, Anya didn't dare to continue thinking about it. She knew that there were some high-ranking nobles in the ordinary people's world who liked torturing girls for pleasure. For those poor girls, that kind of life must be as painful as hell.
Now in Anya's mind, punk has been equated with these perverted nobles.
Thinking of the next "encounter" that might happen to her, plus the feeling in her head becoming more and more uncomfortable, Anya only felt that she was about to cry:
"My mentor......can't you...don't use this...in the normal way, okay?"
An Ya looked at punk with red eyes and crying.
"What nonsense are you talking about"?
Hearing Anya's out-of-tune voice, Punk frowned slightly and turned around. He was concentrating on checking the enchanted runes on the alchemy scalpel. He suddenly heard Anya's "inexplicable" statement and did not react for a while.
But after seeing Anya's white smile with a trace of crimson, Punk knew immediately that the little girl had misunderstood.
Punk didn’t want to pay attention to this kind of adolescent girl’s cranky thoughts, she just guessed it randomly, but thinking about the negative emotions that the next "strange eyeball transplant" might release, punk thinks it’s best to let Anya’s emotions not be too much. Excitement is better, so he had to patiently make a little dry explanation:
"You are misunderstood. This is just a step in the experiment. Your body is too weak. I will perform some small operations on you. Trust me, I will not harm my apprentice"!
Punk didn't squat when he lied, and his face was as calm and indifferent as ever.
At the same time, Anya's usually very effective intuition is nowhere to be seen this time...
Seeing the serious look of punk and feeling the kind of breath that makes people chill in the soul as always, Anya can't help but feel that she really thinks too much:
"Oh, what are you thinking about, Anya? How could Master Master fall in love with a little girl like you, besides, even if the instructor wants to do something you resist? It is wise to be obedient when facing the strong, maybe ……… Maybe the tutor is really good for me and it may not be right"!
Anya comforted herself silently in her heart, and then slowly unbuttoned her clothes one by one with her slender white fingers.
Although a little bit self-deceiving, Anya can only comfort herself like this...
End of this Chapter
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