Pendragon's Infinity Gauntlet

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The young lady Rin, who had followed along, looked at her with an exaggerated expression, exclaiming "Wow!" Her beautiful eyes seemed to be asking, "Why are you electrofishing?"

Pendragon didn't speak, but quickly pointed his finger at the heads of the two crucian carp that hadn't yet died of his own beauty.

Because these fish are all descendants of those two, they share the same genes. Pendragon's reality-altering power can easily guide the corresponding gene fragments, helping them complete their transformation into premium ingredients.

As soon as Pendragon touched the originally jet-black crucian carp with his index finger, the intense black color began to fade rapidly from that point onward. The scales slowly loosened and fell off, and a layer of soft golden scales grew back.

"Wow."

In just a few minutes, Miss Rin saw that the two crucian carp looked as if they were plated with gold, and she exclaimed in amazement.

"Do you think you can get away with this?"

"Because we are direct descendants, even the taste is the same. We've paid off our debts."

Pendragon's gaze lingered on Rin's hand. The premium ingredient, having drunk all the broth, was now reduced to a thin skin and scales, like the remains of a divine dragon that had transcended the Dragon Gate and ascended to immortality, giving it a sacred feel.

Hmm, it feels even more impressive than the artifact I used to summon Gilgamesh.

However, after drinking the fish soup, the remaining skin was of little use. Pendragon collected it, casually crushed it into gold powder, and sprinkled it into the fish pond, reviving the crucian carp that had died from their own beauty.

Pendragon's ahoge twitched, and after turning around, it sensed the commotion caused by the people attracted by the golden light of the food aura. It then pulled the two of them and teleported them directly back to their dormitory.

It was almost dinnertime by then, and Rin had spent over three hours grilling the fish. After they returned to their dorm and rested for a bit, they went to the cafeteria to eat, only to find that everyone else had gone to watch the commotion from the other side.

No, they probably ran to check if the fish in the dorm had been stolen.

The dormitory supervisor was very experienced and immediately recognized the direction of the golden light as her own fishpond.

Moreover, only top-grade ingredients can produce that level of golden light!

The crowd that had rushed over to watch the excitement from the Polar Star Dormitory all became free labor, frantically netting, catching, and fishing under the old woman's direction.

Late at night, under the moonlight, a large net pulled two golden crucian carp from the shimmering waves.

"call……"

It's unclear who was the first to breathe a sigh of relief, but apart from Yukihira, all the students who knew the importance of the two fish relaxed as well. Their nerves, which had been on edge for so long, suddenly relaxed, almost causing them to lose their balance.

"I'm so tired, I really need to get a good night's sleep tonight."

Back in the dormitory lobby, Xinbaji rubbed his shoulders and complained.

Meanwhile, Pendragon and the others, who had already finished eating the dinner prepared by Miss Rin, brushed past this group of classmates and nodded in greeting.

After eating and drinking to their hearts' content, and having thoroughly cleaned themselves and smelling wonderful, what happened next became indescribable.

Miss Rin has fulfilled the harsh words she uttered in her heart that morning, keeping Pendragon awake all night.

However, as a price to pay, when Isshiki Satoshi used the pipe to call them to wake up, Pendragon was still full of energy, even more fierce than a little tiger, while Rin was like a lump of mud, unable to even stand up while holding onto the wall.

"You should rest well. I'll bring back some fish for you to nourish yourself later."

Pendragon put on his suit, straightened his tie, and turned to Rin, who was lying on the bed.

"Hmm~"

Miss Rin's face was flushed, and she responded in a barely audible voice, not daring to open her eyes.

He touched the top of his head, and Pendragon's lively little ahoge lay in the middle of his smooth hair, like a dead snake.

"Good morning."

Yukihira squinted and greeted Pendragon, asking, "You guys were also woken up by Isshiki-senpai, right?"

Good morning, you're right.

Pendragon interfered with the perception of those around him, so others would think that Rin was with her. After all, they had enjoyed themselves all night, and even though Rin's physical abilities were excellent, she needed to lie in bed and rest now.

To avoid standing out too much, Pendragon still helped her cover up.

"Do you know why Isshiki-senpai woke us up so early?"

"It seems like they're helping with harvesting vegetables."

Pendragon walked toward the vegetable garden behind the dormitory while responding to Yukihira's attempts to engage him in conversation.

"Wow, that's amazing! They even grow their own ingredients."

Yukihira was somewhat surprised, as their small shop had a fixed supplier of ingredients.

"Life lies in movement."

As Pendragon spoke, he heard the sound of a chainsaw coming from ahead; it was the guy with the smoke coming out to saw wood and make sawdust.

Passing by a workshop with a faint scent of smoke, in front of it was a free-range chicken area enclosed by wire mesh.

Further ahead, there was a large area of ​​land planted with various vegetables, with greenhouses covered by plastic sheeting taking up most of the space.

Pendragon took a deep breath of the fresh mountain air and could distinguish the flavors of more than a dozen kinds of vegetables, each ripe in different seasons.

"Wow, so many off-season vegetables! Is Isshiki-senpai a specialist in vegetable cultivation?"

"No, he is a philosopher who studies philosophy."

"what?"

When Yukihira glanced over, a black line immediately appeared on his forehead.

Despite Isshiki-senpai having a great figure, as a guy, I really can't appreciate the nakedness of other men!

Pendragon, on the other hand, was ruthless and taciturn, directly blurring out everything below Isshiki Satoshi's head.

Ugh... it looks even more awful from this angle; that incredible hoeing technique has a distinctly Shin-Nippori style.

Forget it, let's just use Holy Light.

Pendragon felt his eyes instantly clear.

"Good morning……"

Sweating profusely, Senior Isshiki called out names one by one and greeted them.

“Doing some physical work in the morning can make you stronger, both physically and mentally. Understanding how ingredients grow into fruit is also part of learning to cook. You can call this place Polar Star Garden, or just call it Isshiki Garden, I don’t mind.”

"Even so, I still hope you'll put your pants on first, senior..."

Since Yukihira didn't have Pendragon's abilities, he could only offer advice based on language.

The senior student who was digging in the field just now was too lazy to even wear a nude apron, so he just put on a thong and that was it. From behind, you could clearly see two big, white, fleshy lobes.

P.S.: There have been some changes at work recently. My salary will be reduced by 17% next year, which is putting a lot of pressure on me. I haven't been in a good mood these past few days.

Chapter 183 Vegetable Garden

Chapter 183

As for the front, it was slightly better, with a white cloth covering him up; otherwise, he would have been the second Banana Man.

"Hi!"

Isshiki-senpai's explanation was interrupted by Xiaohui's greeting.

"Tadokoro is here too."

Yukihira quickly shifted his gaze; as expected, only a beautiful girl like this could save his eyes from the spiciness.

Well, this outfit suits you really well.

Pendragon glanced at him sideways. "Can't you speak properly?"

She had two braids, wore a straw hat, a light blue and white plaid shirt, and a yellow apron—a typical rural woman's outfit.

But he did it so that he wouldn't get his everyday clothes dirty while working. Xingping praised the outfit, and the simple-minded Xiaohui didn't hold it against him.

"I'm going to help pick vegetables."

Pendragon greeted them and casually picked up a bamboo basket before walking into the vegetable garden.

Bright red tomatoes hang on the well-supported trellis, not only large in size but also plentiful.

Pendragon casually picked one, wiped it on his suit, and took a bite of the pointed end.

"Crack!"

It's a tomato, but its crisp texture is almost as good as an apple.

The flesh is also very juicy, with a natural sweetness. The only problem is that this tomato is too big; Pendragon took a bite but didn't even reach the juiciest part – the seeds.

Hmm, it wasn't that the fruit was too big, Pendragon realized it was because his mouth was now small, like a cherry...

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

Immediately afterwards, Pendragon transformed into a bamboo rat, its two rows of fine incisors resembling a chainsaw used for logging, and quickly devoured the tomato, which was larger than her fist, clean.

The sweet and sour taste was delightful. Pendragon used his telekinesis to fill the bamboo basket in his hand, munching on it as he walked away from the tomato growing area.

"Is this a radish? Pull up the radish, pull up the radish."

Humming a nursery rhyme through his nose, Pendragon grasped the root of the radish leaf with his other hand, and with almost no effort, the plant's roots, which had been nurtured in the soft soil, saw the light of day.

Senior Isshiki has lofty ambitions, isn't he? These vegetables are all aimed at top-grade ingredients. With a casual pluck, Pendragon pulled out five plump, white round radishes from under this plant's leaves. Considering its growth cycle, the photosynthetic efficiency of these few radish leaves is terrifying.

Of course, it's also possible that the fundamental rules governing the world are different, leading to greater favoritism towards food.

Naturally grown radishes have a better flavor than those grown in greenhouses. After all, the growth cycle is different, and they smell more appetizing.

Pendragon shook the dirt off the radish by holding the leaves, then plucked one off with his finger. After thinking for a moment, he decided that peeling it would be too much trouble, so he spat on the radish, wiped it with the Dark Force, and that was how he finished cleaning it in a way that conserved water.

Trying to open his lips wider, Pendragon took a big bite of the radish.

"So crispy!"

The sound was as crisp as a wafer biscuit, but after taking a bite, it felt so juicy it was almost overflowing, and so sweet that it could almost be eaten like fruit.

This variety of radish doesn't have the spiciness of white radish; it's almost like jicama. I'll bring two back for Rin to try later.

"Cabbage... never mind."

Pendragon had no interest in crops that couldn't be eaten immediately, and he slightly raised his nose to discern the smells in the air.

"The smell of strawberries!"

Despite the plastic sheeting obscuring the aroma, Pendragon still managed to detect a hint of its rich, almost intoxicating fragrance.

After arranging the tomatoes in a large basket next to the other vegetables, Pendragon took a small basket and turned to walk towards the strawberry greenhouse.

"So fast?"

Xiao Hui blinked her big eyes, watching the "two" figures leave. She was amazed by their efficiency; these were village women performing surgery.

Although their looks and demeanor made the two girls, who were also beautiful, feel somewhat inferior, they were also more skilled at their work.

I am ashamed of my own inferiority! I am ashamed of my own inferiority!

The greenhouse covered with plastic sheeting had a hollow steel pipe frame that looked very sturdy and professional. Inside, it wasn't just strawberries that were grown, but also a kind of green plant that was straight like bamboo but only 30 or 40 centimeters tall. Pendragon didn't recognize it and thought it looked a lot like ginger seedlings.

On the earthen ridges on both sides of the greenhouse, the green strawberry bushes are bent over by the heavy fruits, hanging in mid-air for people to pick.

Pendragon's gaze automatically landed on the largest strawberry, which was only slightly smaller than her fist and looked like it might ripen and fall at any moment.

"The feeling of holding it in my hand is very satisfying."

Pendragon held his hand so tightly it was as if he had picked a small apple, and brought it close to his nose to smell it. The rich strawberry aroma was indeed intoxicating, and even just licking the surface with his tongue revealed a sweet taste.

After licking it, I put it in the basket. I'll take the biggest strawberry back for my wife, Rin.

In addition, most of the strawberries in the greenhouse have grown to about a third the size of a fist, which is also quite appealing.

Compared to tomatoes and radishes, the strawberries in this greenhouse seem to only be cultivated for their size; however, they taste just like regular strawberries, with a sweet and sour flavor.

Pendragon could no longer taste sweetness after eating only a few; the taste buds on his tongue became sensitive only to sourness.

With a few large strawberries in the basket, Pendragon left the vegetable garden area when no one was looking and continued deeper into the garden. He scooped up the two crucian carp that had mutated into premium ingredients from the fishpond the day before and ordered two more to make up for it.

With these items in hand, Pendragon didn't return the way he came. Instead, he opened a portal and went back to his room, figuring his shoes wouldn't get muddy or dusty anyway.

"Here, have some strawberries."

Pendragon, carrying two fish, placed the basket of strawberries next to Rin's pillow.

"Have you washed it?"

Miss Rin sat up in bed, yawning as she asked.

"washed."