I, the leader of the esoteric sect, am doing great things in the infinite world!

Li Lin, burying his head in the sand, shouted: "I suddenly thought of a better story and changed it at the last minute, is that not allowed?! Mei Fei, if you keep smacking your lips, you'd better go to the playground and run twenty laps, and then go dig up a hundred Torturing Essences!"

Mephistopheles fell silent.

Li Lin continued his shameless story: "That head nurse was a black guy. She loved to cause trouble for my... my friends and my friends' friends. She would come to the toilet every now and then to see if they were secretly eating dinner or secretly defecating on the floor. Anyone she caught was given an excessive dose of sedative."

“My friend tried to rebel against all of this, so he found a few other black guys and decided to plot a revenge.”

The students in the audience listened intently.

"These guys are all big men with unique skills. Some are good at disappearing after their girlfriends get pregnant, some are good at growing cotton, some are good at bouncing balls, and some are great at frying chicken. Their chicken-frying skills are among the best in the world."

“On the first day, the head nurse discovered that the cotton in her sanitary napkin was missing, so she thought she was pregnant,” Li Lin said in a deep voice. “As everyone knows, Nige picks cotton while he is still in his mother’s womb.”

At this moment, soft laughter rang out from the audience. The system's seamless translation conveyed the meaning of the story to the students without alteration.

Even Faust couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth into a smile.

“There are always some foods that are forbidden during pregnancy, so those guys added fresh feces to her three meals a day. At first, the head nurse thought that she might be pregnant and had a strange taste, but after eating a lot of feces, she could always taste the consistency of the feces.”

"In order to prevent the head nurse from finding out, they even wrapped the feces in tin foil and fried it. After a few days, the head nurse noticed that her appetite had changed, but it wasn't until she had diarrhea from dysentery that she discovered that the synthetic food she was eating and the nutrient solution she was drinking had been mixed with feces."

Li Lin calmly recounted the story, while the students below the stage were already pale with fright.

“She was furious and wanted to feed those black brothers shit, but as you all know, this kind of fighting between black brothers is common. The sanatorium didn’t do anything about it, so a week later the head nurse applied for a day off. When she left the sanatorium, the black brothers went up to her and told her.”

Li Lin smiled mysteriously: "...Actually, the cotton in your sanitary napkin was also stolen by us, and we even put glue on it."

The audience was completely silent. Even Mephistopheles, who had previously been a troublemaker, quieted down, his face pale, fearing that one day he would have to eat dinner made by Li Lin himself.

Li Lin concluded this rather graphic story by saying, "So, after that, my friend became more and more optimistic and cheerful. As a sunny and cheerful young man, the most important thing is to discover your own strengths."

"For example, he enjoys talking to prisoners about the past, telling them that he is at least free now, while they will soon be eating bullets to their hearts' content."

"For example, he likes to race against athletes who have broken their legs, to show them that he is fully healthy, has a good appetite, and runs very fast."

"For example, he liked to use the corpses of people who had committed suicide by drowning to bait the fishing spot. When he caught a fish, he would praise the efficiency of the baiting and reuse it."

"For example, he is good at talking to the little guy about the topic of 'Where Are We Going, Dad?'"

As the church bells rang outside the window, the students in the classroom breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if the scenery outside the window was from another world.

Li Lin placed his hands on the podium: "In short, we should learn from this spirit. That's all for today's lesson."

After class, Li Lin did not leave immediately. Although the stories he told in class were indeed somewhat bizarre, the central theme was clear: to achieve one's goals by any means necessary. This made the young cadres of the Integration Movement very curious.

So they surrounded Li Lin, wanting to ask him for some details of the story.

As we all know, people often overlook details when making up stories. If Li Lin were to tell the story again, he would definitely be exposed. So he told a new story.

"To achieve your goal, breaking someone else's will is a shortcut."

Mephistopheles and Faust, who were about to leave the classroom, exchanged a glance and then quietly slipped back into the crowd.

Where do infected people usually sit?

The students looked at each other, and they could see the unease in each other's eyes.

"The answer is jail time."

The students fell silent. They could laugh when Li Lin told jokes about black people, but they couldn't laugh when he replaced the black people with infected people.

Li Lin revealed a hearty smile: "In the Knights' Arena in Kazimierz, a titled knight asked another infected knight, 'Why is it that even though I have such good conditions and train so much every day, and I think I've done my best, I still can't keep up with your speed?'"

This story is more detailed than the previous one, yet Mephistopheles' unease only intensifies.

"The infected knight replied that hard work alone is not enough; you also need to go all out to unleash your potential."

The titled knight was increasingly puzzled and asked what the training method was. The infected knight readily replied, "If you only fight with other knights every day, you are only doing your best at most. But if you race against bullets and police cars every day, then you can be considered to be giving it your all."

While the young upstarts of the Reunion Movement were deep in thought, Li Lin secretly slipped away.

32. No one can be offended...

Outside the classroom, someone stopped Li Lin.

This person has the horns of a Sarkaz, but looks completely unfamiliar. His clothes and appearance are also different from those of other Sarkaz. He doesn't look like a mercenary... but more like a general.

"Is it time to stop?"

His eyes were coldly fixed on Li Lin's face. This burly Sarkaz man was more than a head taller than Li Lin, who was 1.7 meters tall. When he stood under the eaves, his sharp, towering horns almost pierced through the roof.

The Sarkaz mercenary group is actually run by a trio, but the nominal leader is Garson, who reports directly to Regent Theresis.

The Sarkaz trio's close association with Li Lin caused Garsen unease.

"You're not a Sarkaz, and you don't understand the chaos on this land, so why do you still want to ignite all of this?"

Li Lin plopped down on a bench under the eaves, glancing at him sideways: "Can you guarantee that Theresis and Ursus won't cause any trouble?"

Garsen's eyelids twitched, mainly because Li Lin's attitude was too arrogant, fearless of anything, which made him very wary.

"Then you should mind your Reunion Movement and not interfere in the affairs of mercenary groups and Sarkaz."

Li Lin was furious upon hearing this. He was always the one threatening others, and no one dared to speak harshly to him. However, the Sarkaz man in front of him was too muscular, so Li Lin decided to temporarily shift his strategy.

Watching Li Lin walk away without a word, Garsen's eyelids twitched slightly... but he didn't take it to heart.

Having suppressed Li Lin, Garsen decided to talk to Hadley again. Of the trio, Hadley had completely sided with the Regent, while Ines's attitude was unclear. Only W, this ungrateful little devil, still vaguely remembered that extremely naive princess.

Inside the classroom, Mephistopheles and Faust looked at each other, both recalling the story Li Lin had just told.

Garsen is probably in big trouble.

At midday, the snow melted in the mine, and thick, fragmented clouds hung in the sky. The sunlight couldn't penetrate the thick clouds and instead shone through the thinner gaps.

A hazy beam of light hung over the mine, leaving patches of light.

Ines is used to taking walks in open spaces. Her Originium Arts allow her to see into other people's thoughts through their shadows, but over time, this burden will inevitably lead to some side effects. Fortunately, Ines always pays attention to conditioning her mind and body and does not accumulate too much stress.

A person walked over from a distance, and Ines subconsciously looked up, then her expression changed drastically.

Fortunately, she learned her lesson this time and didn't try to figure out Li Lin's true intentions.

Before Li Lin could even stand still, she took the initiative to step forward and ask him what he wanted to do.

After their exchange, Li Lin returned with a full load of goods, while Ines had a strange expression, but then a sense of relief rose in her heart.

Garsen is in big trouble.

......

Garsen arrived at the canteen, but he was unable to have a proper talk with Hadley.

Hedley, who usually goes to bed early and gets up early, was feeling a bit unwell today because he was still hungover.

He ordered a cream of mushroom soup and went straight into a private room. As the leader of the Sarkaz mercenary group, he certainly couldn't sit in the canteen and eat with the others.

Suddenly a small commotion broke out outside, but Garsen paid no attention to it.

A moment later, someone brought in cream of mushroom soup. The soup was covered with a thick layer of cream, and the milky white surface looked quite tempting.

The soup beneath the layer of cream was scalding hot, but it wasn't difficult for Garsen. He scooped up a spoonful without hesitation and swallowed it.

The next instant, a deafening roar came from the private room. The Reunion Movement members who were eating in the cafeteria rushed into the room and saw Garsen clutching his throat and falling to the ground. A strange bright red color appeared in the cream soup on the table, and the sweet aroma was gradually overwhelmed by a rich, intense, and spicy smell that filled the room.

Yan Guo Shang Shu Specialty Chili Mom brings the ultimate sensory stimulation to everyone who tastes it. As a special edition treasured for years, just one bite can turn a pot of clear soup into a red soup.

This bowl of cream of mushroom soup is evenly covered with Mom's special chili sauce.

ten minutes later.

In the makeshift medical room, Garsen finally recovered from his prolonged nausea and itching. Although his throat still felt strange, he was at least able to speak.

He planned to confront the chef who made the dish, but just as he rushed out the door, something was poured over Garsen's head, soaking his thin clothes completely.

The people in the distance looked at Garsen standing in the cold wind, hesitant to speak.

"Who did this?!" Garsen's hoarse voice roared in the wind. "Who was it?!"

No one answered. They had no idea who was so wicked as to deliberately fill a bucket with urine from the toilet and place it at the door.

"Enough! Go take a shower!" the doctor shouted from behind Garson, covering his nose. "How much longer are you going to stand at the door covered in urine?"

Garsen clenched and unclenched his fist until he realized that his palm was also full of urine, which was equivalent to squeezing urine.

Feeling deeply humiliated, he quickly left and returned to his residence.

Upon seeing the doors open as usual, Garsen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

At that moment, a cold wind blew in, and Garsen, soaked in urine, shivered and pushed open the door. In the instant the door opened, he quickly retreated... Of course, nothing happened.

He took off his smelly clothes and walked into the simple single bathroom. The moment his feet touched the ground, he froze.

The glue used to bond items in Terra comes mostly from Rembiton, and the best tactical glue also comes from there. Garson used that tactical glue when he was a mercenary, which could easily glue two cars together, and it was almost impossible to separate them by brute force unless they were blown apart with W's explosives.

Tactical glue causes a burning sensation when it comes into contact with the skin.

Garsen was very familiar with it because when he first used the tactical glue, he accidentally dripped a drop on the back of his hand, and in pain, his palm stuck to the glove again, as if it were a second skin.

As a result, Garsen's hand was permanently missing half of its skin.

And now that familiar pain was coming from the soles of his feet. He was standing on the boundary between the bathroom and the bedroom, and the floor had been covered with strong tactical glue.

The window was opened.

"Who are you?!" Garson roared, but unfortunately, the side effects of Chili Mom hadn't worn off yet, and the result of his roar was that he could only cough incessantly.