Deities Are All Just My Food
Chapter 327 - 155 President, The Storm is Approaching_3

Chapter 327: Chapter 155 President, The Storm is Approaching_3

Click, click, click!

Uncle Nine’s hands started moving, their speed and motion leaving afterimages.

Three minutes later,

the pile of blocks scattered on the coffee table had been assembled into a large octopus.

"You lost!"

Uncle Nine smiled slightly, placing the octopus on the coffee table.

Across from him was a man, roughly in his thirties, wearing only a pair of underwear. At that moment, he was kneeling on the ground, frantically and hurriedly piecing together the blocks. Upon hearing Uncle Nine’s words, he panicked.

"Uncle Nine, give me another chance, I beg you."

The man pleaded.

"I’ve already given you one!"

Uncle Nine crossed his legs in an Erlang’s pose, took out a pack of Marlboro cigarettes, and with a flick of his wrist, a cigarette popped out.

He clamped it between his lips and pulled it from the pack.

Click!

The cigarette was lit, and Uncle Nine took a deep drag: "You chose this game!"

"I... I..."

The man had not expected that he would still lose in his best game, blocks, even when his Divine Grace was activated.

"Remember, you can deceive anyone, but not me, Uncle Nine!"

Uncle Nine exhaled a puff of smoke, tapped the just-assembled octopus’s head with his finger, and stood up to leave.

Seeing Uncle Nine turn his back, the man suddenly grew bold, ready to make a desperate move. But before he could fully stand up, the octopus on the coffee table suddenly swelled up, shooting out six tentacles like arrows, piercing through the man’s body. Then, with a violent yank—

Whoosh!

The man was torn apart by the octopus, his blood and innards spilling out all over the place.

Uncle Nine left, casually closing the door behind him,

"Lin Baici?"

Uncle Nine gazed at the azure sky, wondering whether the Black Sea God had already set out for Haijing.

Don’t you die before I get back!

I think snatching the ancestral God’s bones from your hands should be more interesting than taking them back from the Lost Coast.

Oh my!

It’s been a long time since a stunningly talented newcomer has appeared in the Nine States. Ying Baili counts as one, but it’s a shame she’s Xia Hongmian’s dog. I still prefer those wild strays!

So Lin Baici, don’t disappoint me. Start biting wildly!

...

A new week began, with eating, attending classes, and watching the girls. Life was mundane yet warm.

Before one o’clock in the afternoon, the students from Software Engineering Class 01 had all hurried to Room 2003 of Building C.

Gu Qingxiang arrived ten minutes early and, seeing that all the students had come, declared that the first class meeting for Class 01 was officially underway.

"Today’s agenda is to elect class representatives!"

Gu Qingxiang wrote positions such as class president, youth league secretary, and study committee member on the blackboard.

"If any student wants to run for any position, please speak up boldly. Don’t be afraid. You’re in college now; you should strive for a good start!"

Gu Qingxiang encouraged.

"I’ve noticed our instructor is actually quite pretty, it’s just the way she dresses is so old-fashioned—look at that dress. Even my dog wouldn’t wear it!"

Xu Daguan was speechless.

A grey long skirt that covered the ankles, paired with a small tunic—what era’s style was that?

"Does our instructor have a boyfriend?"

Liu Yu was curious: "What are her hobbies?"

Liu Yu wanted to get on good terms with Gu Qingxiang.

"Not sure, she just came to Haijing Polytechnic to be a counselor, not many people know her, we can’t gather any intel for now!"

Xu Daguan tried several times to get close to Gu Qingxiang by giving her small gifts, but he was rejected every time.

Gu Qingxiang waited for a few minutes, but no one responded.

"It seems everyone is still a bit shy, so let’s start with the class monitor!"

Gu Qingxiang looked over the students, "Those who want to be class monitor, please come to the stage and give a speech!"

Whoosh!

Everyone looked at Lin Baici.

In everyone’s eyes, the position of class monitor was none other than Lin Baici’s for the taking.

Singing Buddhist scriptures and standing out on the welcome evening was one thing, but the real deal was during the military training performance, where he had shot a mad dog.

His heroic stance was unparalleled.

Moreover, during the military training, Lin Baici had bought water for everyone, not a big favor, but everyone remembered it.

Seeing everyone looking at Lin Baici, Gu Qingxiang smiled encouragingly, "Student Lin, it seems everyone already has a candidate in mind. Are you willing to serve us all?"

"Anyone needs help in the future, I can chip in money or effort, just consider me out of the running for class monitor. I’m not used to being a leader, afraid of getting a big head and becoming distant from all of you!"

Lin Baici declined.

Everyone found Lin Baici’s words amusing and laughed, immediately lightening the atmosphere in the class, making it harmonious.

"Old White, you’re too modest."

Someone called out from the neighboring dorm.

"Old White, come on, be crowned king already, your subjects are waiting to wave the flag and cheer for you!"

Zhang Zhixu looked like a bruiser, but he was particularly humorous.

"What leadership? From now on, you’ll be everyone’s beast of burden. Hurry up and move, give your speech on the stage!"

Only Qian Jiahui dared to joke with Lin Baici like this.

Seeing Lin Baici’s popularity, Liu Yu was annoyed as hell. If the guy didn’t want to do it, just let it be. Why force someone against their will?

Lin Baici shook his head again.

How could someone like him, who didn’t come home night after night, set a good example? Besides, he was planning to move out soon.

Clap, clap!

Gu Qingxiang clapped her hands, "Since Lin Baici doesn’t wish to, is there anyone else who wants to be class monitor?"

Pei Fei looked around, stood up, and walked towards the podium.

Everyone immediately turned their attention to her.

Lin Baici clapped, and seeing this, others began to applaud as well.

Pei Fei’s anxious heart relaxed slightly with the applause.

She clearly had prepared her speech, and although she was nervous and somewhat stammering, she still made it through.

"Anyone else?"

Gu Qingxiang wrote Pei Fei’s name on the blackboard.

Liu Yu took a deep breath, stood up, puffed out his chest, sucked in his stomach, and in what he considered a perfect posture, walked to the podium.

"Fellow classmates, my name is Liu Yu..."

Liu Yu’s speech had more substantive content compared to Pei Fei’s.

Such as planning welfare for the class, aiming to get more people into the student council once he joined, striving to secure work-study opportunities for impoverished students to lighten their financial burdens, organizing social events...

"This kid came prepared!"

Fang Mingyuan was surprised.

Xu Daguan snorted, thinking to himself you just realized, Liu Yu has always been the most scheming one in our dorm.