C17 A Sweet Scent

Watching Teacher Xuan Hui leave, Yan Jia turned around and looked at Gou Teng.

"Do you know what the teacher meant just now?" He asked. He didn't understand, but he could ask someone else.

However, Gou Teng did not explain. Instead, he gave Yan Jia a meaningful look.

"Go back and sleep early today. Don't cultivate anymore." He said as he walked away. When he got to the door of the laboratory, he suddenly turned his head and stared at Yan Jia.

"I wish you a good dream tonight."

After saying that, he didn't pay attention to Yan Jia's confused look. Instead, he turned around and left.

"What is it? They all like to play riddles." Yan Jia hated the feeling of others knowing something while he was the only one who was kept in the dark.

He continued to ask the students around him, but no one knew what the final explosion of the crimson radiance was, nor did they know what changes would occur after the radiance entered the human body.

However, it was unlikely that it would harm the students. If it would, the Academy would not agree to open this "dissection class."

After exiting the laboratory's door, Yan Jia realized that unknown to others, the big ball of light in the sky was about to fall. An entirely different "dissection class" had been going on the whole day.

Unusually, Yan Jia did not feel hungry at this time. It was as if he had just eaten; he even felt a little full.

Because of the Building Base, Yan Jia had three meals a day. Occasionally, he would even have a few small meals. After all, it was a joke to think about the Building Base when he could not even eat his fill.

Wasn't this thinking of the horse running, but also not letting the horse eat grass?

Therefore, although Yan Jia didn't feel hungry now, he still went to the canteen to order another set of food. However, compared to the usual, the amount of food he ordered today was much less.

While waiting for the food to be prepared, Yan Jia took out the Golden Crow Blood Bead distributed by Teacher Xuan Hui in class and placed it in his hand, studying it.

The Golden Crow Blood Bead felt very warm when he touched it. It did not feel hot at all. However, when he recalled the numerous small holes that had been burnt and corroded on the platform in front of the laboratory, Yan Jia didn't dare to look down on the tiny blood beads in his hands at all.

He gently moved his finger, and a small dent appeared on the surface of the blood bead in relation to the force he had exerted. He released his pressed finger, and the blood bead slowly returned to its original shape.

He continued to exert force, and the dent became bigger and bigger. The blood bead also began to constantly change shape, and the original spherical shape could no longer be seen. As Yan Jia continued to exert force, the degree of change in the blood bead also became bigger and bigger.

"Pa!"

All of a sudden, with a very slight sound, the blood bead that had been severely deformed turned into two drops of blood in Yan Jia's palm. One was big and the other was small.

He raised the two blood beads in front of his eyes. They were of the same gold-red color. The beads were also constantly flickering with golden light spots. Except for the difference in size, Yan Jia could not see anything different between the two blood beads.

He placed the two blood beads in the center of his palms, put them together, and crossed his fingers.

Yan Jia kept pushing his palms inward. Through the muscles in his palms, he could feel the two drops of blood in his hands constantly changing shape because of the pressure, but continued to use force.

"Number 18, your food is ready."

Even though he heard his number, Yan Jia did not move. He still sat in his seat and competed with the two small balls in his hands.

"Number 18, your food is ready."

The person sitting at the counter shouted again. At the same time, he looked at Yan Jia, who was still sitting at the table.

"Pop!"

Yan Jia seemed to have heard something, but it also seemed like he had not. He gently unlocked his ten fingers and opened his palms. A golden red bead lay quietly in his hands as if nothing had happened.

"Number 18, your food is ready."

The person sitting by the window looked at Yan Jia and shouted again.

Only then did Yan Jia get up and walk to the window to pick up the food that was smaller in portion than those of the other people.

Yan Jia ate very badly because he didn't feel hungry at all, but he knew that he only had breakfast in the morning, and he had not eaten much because he was excited.

Normally, he should be famished, but now he seemed to have eaten his fill and wanted to continue stuffing his food into his mouth.

In the end, even if it was a smaller portion of food than usual, he could not finish it. He only ate half of it and could not stuff it all in. Now, Yan Jia felt sick after eating. He was afraid that if he kept eating, he would vomit right there in the canteen. So, he dropped the half-eaten dish on the counter and then walked back to his seat.

When he got back, the people sitting next to him looked at him strangely.

First, he sat in front of the table and pressed his palms together. The people at the window had shouted twice, but there was no reaction at all. He had only gone to get the food after the third shout. He even ordered so little.

He ordered so little and only ate half of it. He ate so little like someone forced him to. Was there something wrong with his brain?

Because of the Building Base in Shanhai World, even an ordinary person's appetite was like that of a giant in real life. After all, if they were not full, how could they have the strength to "exercise"?

Walking alone on the way back to the dormitory, Yan Jia began to think about why he didn't feel hungry today.

First of all, Yan Jia had been excluded from the last burst of red light during the dissection class. According to Teacher Xuan Hui and Gou Teng's hints, the red light that disappeared from him and all the students in the class obviously had something to do with tonight. It should have nothing to do with whether he was hungry or not.

So, what exactly was the reason?

As he was pondering, Yan Jia seemed to perceive a very familiar fragrance. It was very vague, but very familiar.

He placed the Golden Crow Blood Bead in his hand in front of his nose, and a very familiar fragrance came from the blood bead.

Yan Jia had perceived this fragrance for an entire day today, especially when Teacher Xuan Hui held the Golden Crow's heart and walked in front of him. This fragrance had reached its peak, and it even made him feel like he was drunk.

However, the fragrance coming from the blood beads could not be compared to the one Yan Jia had perceived back then, not to mention when he had cut open the Golden Crow's neck and used it to draw blood.

If Yan Jia had not been focused, he would not even have noticed the fragrance.

Could it be because of this delicate fragrance?