I loaded the gods module

Chapter 63 The Students Who Worry About

Mentor Dean is very angry now.

It was almost night at this moment, and the students of Violet Academy had already finished school and returned to their homes or dormitories. The huge academy looked empty at this moment.

The gas lamps set up everywhere in the college were also lit up one after another. The hazy orange light penetrated the glass lampshade and the leaves of the cloud pine tree, spread on the road and steps, and cast fine shadows towards the ground.

The autumn rain still did not stop, and the dark clouds unceremoniously drove away the dusk, stubbornly occupying the night of the capital of steam.

The soft raindrops splashed on the grass on both sides of the road, and the multicolored flowers exuded a halo danced in the rain. The light and light intertwined, like a dream.

It's a pity that Director Dean has no time to appreciate the beautiful scenery at this time. The old man is wearing a special academic robe made by Violet Academy. The white robe is covered with black oil and dust during the whole day of teaching and experimentation, making it look dirty.

With a dark face, he opened a heavy umbrella and walked quickly towards the administrative building in the center of the mysterious branch.

The old man's mind is full of Daphne's unrepentant smiling face in the early morning, and Director Dean can only feel that his blood pressure is getting higher and higher.

The more I think about it, the angrier I get, the more I think about it, the angrier I get.

Seven steamed specimens of abyssal creatures that I worked so hard to make, five goggles to help the supernatural to concentrate, three wrenches with added toughness and precision characteristics...

Also, I really couldn't stand the nagging and pleading of the traitor, so I used the tail feather of a rare abyssal creature, the phoenix, and spent two days to make an abyssal brush that could mobilize extraordinary characteristics.

Well... these creations... have all been blown up.

It was all blown up by her!

That traitor doesn't want any left!
Director Dean seriously suspected that the blond girl he picked up from the abyss was not a member of the kingdom of giants at all, but something like the reincarnation of the extinct goblin blasting kingdom recorded in the history books...

Daphne is always impatient and unwilling to slowly acquire knowledge step by step. This apprentice is always in a hurry to understand, analyze, and create creations beyond her ability.

Giving up rigor on the path of creation that pursues rigor the most is her biggest shortcoming.

Director Dean sighed deeply, Daphne was exactly the same as herself in her youth.

So it's no wonder that the creations she made or researched didn't explode.

And the most irritating and worrying point is that no matter how much she hits the other person's head with a book, Daphne will secretly activate the extraordinary feature called 'pain shielding'... and then she will not have a long memory!
Forget it... don't think about it anymore, otherwise I will be pissed off by that traitor sooner or later...

If it weren't for her will to seek knowledge bravely, her whimsy to break the rules, and her outstanding talent beyond ordinary people, she wouldn't have made the decision to accept apprentices and pass on the mantle again.

After all, the path of creation does not require a mediocre person who does not make mistakes but always does nothing. Daphne is still an apprentice that he needs to devote his efforts to cultivate.

This is why Dean is always willing to provide 'explosive material' to the blonde girl.

As he walked alone in the rain, the old man gradually collected his thoughts. He put away his umbrella and walked into the floor.

Although Professor Dean was already quite old, the old man's vigorous behavior concealed all his stagnation. He quickly climbed the stairs, aiming directly at the highest administrative area in Violet Academy.

Principal Olivia is still waiting for him, and they have important things to discuss in person tonight.

The walls and ceiling of the management area were planted with fireflies by the principal. The higher one went, the brighter the light became, and the slender shadow of the old man became clearer. Soon, Dean came to Principal Olivia in front of the office.

The door was not closed tightly, but a gap was left, from which a strange choking smell permeated.

It is the taste of the heart-confusing grass to the golden flower.

Director Dean frowned. He raised his hand and knocked on the door, but before the other party responded, the old man quickly opened the door and walked in with a blank expression.

Olivia is drinking that liquid alcohol tobacco again!

No matter how big or small, my students are really worrying one by one!Dean only felt the anger that he had suppressed just now surged out again!
"Eh? Director Dean...you...how did you come so early..."

Principal Olivia, who was wearing a long purple dress, froze behind the desk. She seemed very surprised by the appearance of Director Dean. She forced a smile and put one hand behind her back: "You still have experiments. Isn't it done?"

"Being an apprentice has affected my mood, and there is no need to conduct experiments anymore, so I decided to come here earlier to talk about the business."

Dean responded lightly. He came to the desk and stretched out his hand towards Olivia: "Take it out."

Principal Olivia hesitated visibly with the naked eye, she faltered and said: "Wh... nothing... ah!"

Before he finished speaking, there was a 'bang', and Dean picked up the heavy book on the desk with his other hand, and hit the head of the highest-ranking ruler of the Violet Academy with the spine of the book.

"It hurts..." Principal Olivia groaned in pain as she did when she was a child, covering her hair. Then, under Dean's stern gaze, which seemed to be cannibalistic, she obediently filled the bag hidden behind her back. The cup of the concentrated juice of golden petals was handed over to the old man.

As soon as Dean shook his hand, the drink with a strange and pungent smell was thrown out of the window together with the cup, disappearing into the wind and rain.

"Mr. Dean, this is my last stock..." The headmaster made an aggrieved voice: "Can you stop knocking on my head like before, I'm already the headmaster of Violet Academy!"

"I didn't expect that after you became the principal, your behavior of stealing this kind of junk food would become even worse. It seems that the previous lessons are not enough..."

Dean held the book and stared into the other's eyes: "How much of this mixture of alcohol and tobacco do you have hidden? You always say that this is the last stock!"

"Really... really only the last point..." Olivia shrank her neck.

She realized that even if she became the principal, Dean was still her eternal mentor. She looked at the book in the old man's hand with lingering fear, it was simply a nightmare in her youth!

Instructor Dean has mastered the technique of using thick and heavy books. Judging from Olivia's experience of being beaten many times, the back of the book is just a reprimand, the spine is a warning, and the corner of the book...

When Dean was about to use the book corner, it was the wisest thing to admit his mistake honestly...

"Every one of them has bad habits, and they really can't be beat up..." The old man shook his head helplessly, he put down his books, and sat in front of the principal.

"Okay, let's get down to business."

Director Dean tightened his monocle and asked, "What happened to the annual internship in the mysterious branch this time?"

(End of this chapter)