As for which link was missing, Rong Mingshi had no idea.
He looked at the date recorded in the museum. According to the Orc Empire's calendar, this event had already happened thousands of years ago.
Rong Mingshi looked up at Aojia, "Aojia, is this all the records about the mermaid ancestor?"
Aojia followed his gaze and said, "In the library of the Imperial Capital Sculptor Academy, there are teaching videos of our ancestors."
Rong Xiaobaozi nodded, "Then I will go to the academy to check it out tomorrow."
Aojia pinched his paw, "You don't have enough authority now."
Rong Xiaobaozi looked up in confusion, "Does the college library still need permission?"
"I'll ask Principal Sterry to give you the authority tomorrow."
"Okay." Rong Xiaobaozi yawned.
Aojia rubbed the little leopard's head, "Going home?"
Rong the little leopard hugged his thick tail and buried his head in his arms, "Well, go back to sleep."
Aojia raised his hand to support the little leopard's body, took out a cloak from the space button, and covered the little leopard with it.
At this time, the noisy crowd in the lobby on the first floor of the museum had quieted down. All the guests had left, leaving only a few people from the Duke of Oran's family, waiting for the Imperial Guard to confirm that it was safe before moving to another manor.
Two luxurious mansions in the center of the empire had been destroyed, and now the Duke of Oran and his family could only live in more remote manors.
The Duchess was there whispering to the Duke of Oran about the Foreign Minister's wife canceling the order.
But the obviously embarrassed Duke of Oran didn't care about this matter. He said irritably, "Then let her cancel it. It's just a custom order."
Under the cloak, the sleepy little leopard Rong suddenly opened his eyes and moved his claws under the cloak.
This voice seemed familiar...it was the same voice he had heard when he was just born.
What Duke?
Rong Xiaobaozi stood up by stepping on Aojia's arm and poked his head out from under Aojia's shoulder.
The person who was speaking was surrounded by several robot guards. His originally well-tailored handmade red royal dress was now somewhat burnt and tattered. He was also nervous about the ion cannon attacks that could come at any time, so his face looked very bad.
Aojia raised his hand and pressed it on the little leopard's head, and whispered, "Be good, we won't watch."
Hearing the word "good", Rong Xiaobaozi opened his mouth and bit Aojia's collar, pulling it with a little force, and then shrank from his shoulder.
Aojia took the little leopard and left the museum through another exit.
On the way back, Rong Xiaobaozi, wearing a cloak and hood, squatted obediently in the passenger seat, watching Aojia operate the hovercraft and fly in the air above the imperial capital.
Aojia turned his head and glanced at the little leopard's round ears sticking out from under his cloak and hood, and his unfocused eyes. He felt that the little leopard was planning something...
When they returned to the room, Aojia took the little leopard to take a bath. As usual, one took a shower inside while the other took a bath in the pool outside.
The little leopard Rong rubbed bubbles with his thick paws and splashed around in the pool.
After making bubbles all over your body, stretch out your paw to open the smart faucet and rinse off the bubbles.
This time, Rong Mingshi took a shorter time to finish his bath than the Marshal. He jumped out of the pool with his wet fur flapping. He shook his thick paws, then shook off the water on his head. Then he stood up, pulled down the smart towel, got in, dried himself, jumped out of the pool with his fluffy fur, and ran straight to the bedroom.
On the contrary, the Marshal took a little longer than before.
There are always some difficult physical conditions to deal with during the estrus period, right?
When the Marshal took a few showers with cold water and came out in a bathrobe, he did not see the little leopard in the bathroom sink, so he naturally went to the bedroom.
At this moment in the bedroom, the traces of the previous precise fire extinguishing had been cleaned up by the housekeeper, and the quilt torn by Aojia had also been replaced.
Only the two round ears and a slightly furry head of the squatting little leopard were visible from under the newly changed quilt.
Aojia walked over.
Then there was a loud bang, and the quilt in front of him suddenly bulged, and the little leopard inside didn't find the right angle, so it was directly hit out of the quilt and bounced out...
Aojia caught it and looked down at the annoyed little leopard.
So, this is what the little leopard has been planning along the way?
This snow leopard in his house really wants to turn into a human form and sleep in the same quilt with him?
Just thinking about it, a certain big black dragon felt a surge of anger all over his body, and he almost couldn't hold back the dragon wings that were about to pop out from his back.
...Sure enough, it was right to pour cold water several times in advance.
Rong Xiaobaozi, who was hanging on his hand, glared angrily at the stone that knocked him away before he could carve another stroke.
This stone is so arrogant!
...He showered so quickly because he wanted to come over early and try again to see if he could get a goodnight kiss or something.
Unexpectedly, Shi Tou refused!
The frustrated little leopard, with its limbs drooping, looks so pitiful and adorable.
The Marshal couldn't help it, he held the little leopard in his hands and rubbed it back and forth twice with a little force, which only made the little leopard's fluffy fur even more fluffy, and his head shook so much that it could burn mosquito coils...
Rong Mingshi turned his head angrily, stretched out his two front paws to hug Aojia's arm, opened his mouth and bit Aojia's wrist, and his sharp little leopard fangs were stuck there.
Aojia let go of his hand, and the little leopard grabbed his arm with its two thick claws and hung on his hand, holding his wrist in its mouth, and did not let go even after shaking it.
A certain big black dragon took the little leopard back, rubbed its head and consoled it, "Don't be stressed, take your time."
Little Rong Baozi let out a howl, fell into his arms, yawned on his back, burped, and closed his eyes.
The next morning, before Rong Mingshi had dinner, he asked the butler to pack up the carved seals and send them away.
After breakfast, Aojia was about to send him to the academy when the stone from the buyer of the customized auction of high-level energy stones arrived. Rong Mingshi opened it and saw that it was a very beautiful and transparent orange-yellow stone. Thinking of the image of the tiger-shaped orc provided by the customized buyer, Rong Xiaobao had a simple idea in his mind.
On the way to the academy, Aojia connected to Principal Sterry's optical computer and mentioned the issue of Rong Xiaobaozi's access to the library. He thought that Principal Sterry would refuse or make other requests, but he didn't expect the principal to agree.
After hanging up the call, Aojia frowned slightly and turned to the little leopard and said, "If Principal Sterry has any request, don't agree to it easily."
"good."
"The butler and Eagle Tan have already entered the academy in disguise. If you have anything, feel free to call them. They will protect you."
"Yeah." Rong Xiaobaozi nodded.
Aojia reached out and rubbed the little leopard's head, "Go in."
Rong Xiaobaozi turned around and saw that they had already arrived at the academy. He jumped up and waved his thick claws at Aojia, then got into his round ball chair.
Aojia looked at the spherical chair carrying the little leopard flying into the academy building, and did not restrict the little leopard from performing in the academy.
Becoming famous in the academy and becoming famous on the Star Network are two completely different ways. Xiao Baozi's skills will sooner or later be discovered, known and spread. However, compared with becoming famous on the Star Network, becoming famous in the Sculptor Academy will make Xiao Baozi's foundation more solid. It would be even better if Xiao Baozi could win over those arrogant professors in the Sculptor Academy.
As soon as Rong Mingshi arrived in the classroom, he felt that the gazes of his classmates were a little different today. The way they looked at him from time to time gave him an indescribable strange feeling.
"Rong, I heard you're transferring to another class? Your name isn't even on our class roster anymore."
"Which class are you going to transfer to, Rong? The beginner engraver class?"
Rong Xiaobaozi was confused. Who said he wanted to change classes? He had only been in this class for a few days...
Seeing that Rong did not make a clear rebuttal, the classmates immediately thought that they must have guessed correctly, so more people gathered around.
"Rong's level should not be bad if he transfers to the intermediate class."
"It's a pity that Rong's grades in other majors are so poor, otherwise he should be able to take the advanced engraver class."
"The cost of our apprenticeship class is already so high, and the cost of the junior, intermediate and advanced classes seems to be doubling with each level..."
It's a question of money again...
Rong Mingshi had seen the fees that Aojia had paid for his apprenticeship as a carver. If the fees were to double at each level...
He had to calculate how many more orders he needed to place, and most importantly, he had to use his money to buy Aojia a pure black high-level energy stone! That was a huge expense worth tens of millions.
Amidst all the questions from the classmates and Rong Xiaobaozi's distractedness, Professor Philier came in with someone following him.
Seeing the chaos in the class, Professor Philier's eyelids twitched, "Everyone go back to your seats!"
All the students in the class dispersed when they heard the instructor's voice, leaving only Rong Xiaobaozi who was surrounded.
A little leopard rubbed his nose and drove the seat towards his own seat.
At the same time, all the students in the class were a little surprised after seeing the faces of the people following Professor Philier.
The person behind Professor Philil was actually Principal Sterry.
They only meet the dean of the Imperial Academy of Sculptors once a year!
Philier coughed lightly, looked at Rong Mingshi who was floating towards his seat with his back to them, and said, "Rong, wait a moment. Principal Sterry wants to see you."
Rong Xiaobaozi turned around and saw Principal Sterry, who was smiling broadly, standing behind Professor Philier.
Well... Aojia said that if Principal Sterry has any request, he must not be agreed to!
Principal Sterry came over in person to talk to Rong about something...
At this moment, Rong's whole face was filled with rejection...
The whole class was dumbfounded. Could it be that they were all seeing things?
At this time, Principal Sterry spoke up himself, "Student Rong, come with me. I will give you access to the library."
This sentence made the whole class breathe a sigh of relief.
It turned out to be for the permission of the library...
The students felt that since the fourth vice-president had previously granted them unlimited access to the college's low-level energy stones, having one more now should not be a big deal. Classmate Rong was indeed cute and capable, so it was normal for him to have more benefits.
Rong Mingshi really wanted to know about the mermaid ancestor, so if the principal really made a request later, he would just refuse.
So, Rong Xiaobaozi drove the seat and caught up with Principal Sterry.
When Rong Mingshi just left the classroom, the curious students in the classroom asked the question in their hearts, "Teacher Philier, is Rong going to transfer to another class?"
Although Rong's skills surpassed all of them, he was so cute and it was very beneficial to watch his carving demonstration.
Professor Philier nodded, packed up his tutorials and prepared for class.
"Which class do you want to transfer to, then? The beginner or intermediate engraver class?"
Unexpectedly, Professor Philier laughed and asked, "What class do you think is eligible to enter the library?"
"It seems that even the advanced engraver class does not have this authority." Some classmates still know about this.
The library is not a library. Not just anyone can browse the paper ancient books and those old two-dimensional videos in the library.
Professor Philier nodded and said, "Student Rong will transfer to the Master Training Class."
“…”
“…”
“…”
All the students thought they were hallucinating...
The Master Training Class, whose full name is the Imperial Capital Carving Master Training Class, although it is called a class, there is actually no fixed class. All members are people who have obtained master-level sculptors certification in the empire. They gather together to study carving skills and improve their perception level.
However, after accepting high-priced orders, many carving masters lost their original intention to concentrate on research. The only ones who can still gather in this training class are those with superb skills and who regard money as dirt. Most of these masters teach in colleges or are visiting professors.
At this time, in the principal's office, after giving Rong access to the library, Principal Sterry proposed to transfer him to another class.
Rong Mingshi had never heard of the Master Training Class. He was thinking about the doubling of tuition fees, so Rong Xiaobaozi asked, "Is the training class above the advanced class?"
Principal Sterry nodded, "That's right."
"Then Principal Sterry, can I refuse?"
"Why?"
“I can’t afford the tuition.”
“…”
The corner of Principal Sterry's mouth twitched. The orc who was personally sent to school by the marshal actually said that he couldn't afford the tuition!
Rong Xiaobaozi continued, "Besides, I'm here to learn perception control. I don't have a good foundation."
“…”
Principal Sterry almost vomited blood. Is his foundation not good?
How could someone with poor basic skills carve a sculpture for the Fourth Vice-President that would be so beautiful that he himself would be overwhelmed?
But Rong's expression was very serious, not at all modest, so Principal Sterry asked, "Is your foundation really that poor?"
Rong Mingshi nodded, "I know nothing about perception theory. I can only walk halfway through the perception maze ball used for control training in one class."
“…”
The foundation is indeed a bit poor...
The former doesn't matter, after all, for a sculptor, practice is more important than theory. But what about the latter? If the control is insufficient, how does Rong fully activate the power of the energy stone?
Principal Sterry suddenly remembered the perception test ball that almost blinded him that day. It seemed that it was indeed difficult to control such a powerful perception smoothly.
"Student Rong, you still have to go to the training class. That's where the carving masters take turns to teach. It will definitely be good for you, and it's free. As for your basic knowledge, if you don't study hard, then I really can't do anything about it."
After being lazy, Rong Xiaobaozi was stunned when he was suddenly given this hat.
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