Upon hearing this, Fagga's lips twitched, and he couldn't help but sigh.
It seems the scorpion porridge was quite poisonous; the squad leader was completely hallucinating.
"You should drink less of that porridge; it doesn't matter if you throw the rest away... By the way, who is this Executive Officer Hols you mentioned?"
Fagga looked puzzled.
Thanks to Heifa, Faeton and the Cunning Rabbit House were once sold to high-ranking officials in Fagga City and to TOPS Financial Alliance decision-making meetings.
Many political figures attended the meeting, and Fagga kept a record of all those whose names were known.
But Fagga knew very little about the people at TOPS Financial Alliance. Apart from Bourne, the vampire clan representative who always made a cameo appearance at major events, and a very few TOPS Financial Alliance executives, including Mrs. Merlin, Fagga didn't know anyone else.
Hols?
The name sounds familiar; I feel like I've heard it somewhere before.
Forget it, I'm too lazy to think about it, I'll just ask.
However, the class monitor's response stunned Fagar.
[Mind your own business~ The maid's porridge is delicious, I love it! I'll take the rest... Hey~ Ruby, Ruby! Don't try to take it from me!]
【Faga, wait for me a moment, I'll go deal with Ruby first.】
Beep beep~
"Hello? Hello!"
Before the call ended, I heard a hurried running sound and a thud from the other end of the line.
After the collision, there was a long dial tone, the call was automatically disconnected, accompanied by a standard "beep beep" sound.
"How is the situation?"
Before anyone knew it, Ellen had arrived beside Fagga, her mouth bulging as she munched on a hot dog bun, and reached out to offer Fagga his share.
"Give."
"Um."
Fagga took it, picked up the milk, and gently inhaled through the straw. A rich, slightly sweet flavor immediately spread through his mouth.
Although the taste was just ordinary, the thought of the class monitor eating the breakfast Lina made made Fagga suddenly made her feel exceptionally happy.
"Well, although I feel like the class monitor and Ruby will have to go get their stomachs pumped soon, at least for now they're enjoying their porridge."
After a moment of contemplation, Fagga couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh.
From the perspective of making poison, Lina's cooking skills have improved tremendously, to the point that people are now eager to lick the plates clean.
"ah?"
Eileen raised her eyebrows, her face filled with surprise, but a hint of worry quickly surfaced. She was concerned about Ruby's health and suggested:
"Let's hurry over there, I don't want to end up collecting Ruby's corpse."
"Uh...it's not as serious as collecting a corpse, I guess..."
Fagar wiped the sweat from his forehead, suddenly feeling less confident, and quickly called Lina again.
Not long after, Lina answered the phone:
[Faga? This call comes at the perfect time! My cooking skills have improved again! You have no idea how much your classmates enjoyed the meal.]
I think I probably know...
Faga's lips twitched. The thought of the class monitor and Ruby, all excited and licking their lips, eating Lina's cooking made him feel uneasy.
Ugh~ that gave me goosebumps. Let's get to the point.
[Lina, where are you now?]
[Hey, Fagga, you guys really came? I knew you'd like my cooking! Hmm, we're in the Triumph City now. Just head towards the tallest building in the center of the city.]
"But you and Ellen need to hurry. Let me see... um, there's not much porridge left. Should I cook you another pot?"
On the other end of the phone, Lina was incredibly excited, like a child whose abilities had finally been recognized, eager to roll up her sleeves and put her skills to the test.
This startled Fagga, who quickly said:
"No need! Lina, you've worked hard too, get some rest... Oh? I know you just woke up. But it's okay, as they say, sleep is the best beauty treatment. Why don't you go back to sleep for a bit, Lina, consider it a beauty treatment. Ellen and I will be there soon."
After saying that, Fagga immediately hung up the phone, finished his hot dog in a few bites, abandoned his gentlemanly elegance, tore open the hot milk bag with his big hand, and poured it directly into his mouth.
Glug~ Glug~
Large gulps of milk were poured in, but a small amount of residue always spilled out from the corners of their mouths, forming two long, milky-white streams.
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