After eating, Su ye felt 70% full. Realizing that he was short of food, he glanced at Holt.
Su ye was dumbfounded.
Holt was patting his stomach with a disappointed expression.
"Have you eaten?"
"Ah." Holt's answer was very natural.
The trays in front of Holt slowly stretched out their legs and feet, jumped off the table, walked to the outside of the cafeteria, and were taken away by the goblin pig.
Su ye originally thought that Huot couldn't eat it, but it turned out that Huot not only ate it faster than himself, but also ate cleaner than himself.
"I'll order some more. I'm not full." Su Ye was afraid that the afternoon class would be heavy, so he ordered half of the previous amount.
"Okay, I'll eat with you." Holt said righteously, and swipe down the menu of the magic book.
In Su ye's frightened corner of the eye, Huot swiped a third of the way.
"Well, eat less, too fat may affect my promotion to apprentice." Holt said while ordering.
Su ye was silent.
New food comes up quickly.
"Eat better than pigs!" The pig goblins muttered as they walked.
This time, Holt still took the lead with an absolute advantage.
"I haven't eaten for a long time and I'm full..." Holt's face was full of happiness.
Su ye recalled carefully and found that last year's Holt seemed to be more edible.
Su ye had the habit of meditating at noon. He usually meditated first and then had a meal. Meditation was not effective when he was digesting food.
"The noon meditation is wasted, let's meditate in the meditation class in the afternoon." Suye thought to himself, feeling a little sleepy.
Holt stood up and said, "Come on, let's go to the arena to see what we can play."
"Okay." Su ye also wanted to experience Plato Academy.
Soon, Su ye walked to the arena area and found that it was already very lively.
It is said here that it is a competition field, but it is actually a large piece of flat land, divided into different areas by magic signs.
Su ye originally thought that everyone would do some light sports after lunch.
As a result, looking at the regional competitions, the senior fighters are like monsters, sprinting, discus throwing, long jumping, javelins, horseback riding, chariot driving, wrestling, wrestling, boxing...
"In the past, it was said that ancient Greece was a place of competitions. Regardless of whether it was a wedding or a funeral, a competition would be held, just like any festival in an ancient oriental country is a food festival. Now it seems to be true."
Su ye was very interested in boxing in ancient Greece, so he went to the boxing ring to watch.
Su Ye found that the boxing of this era already had the embryonic form of later generations, but there were still many differences, especially the pace and defense, which were not complete.
However, their offense is very ferocious.
Su ye stood outside the boxing ring of the two black iron fighters, and a group of students shouted loudly.
"Faskola, fuck that son of a bitch!"
"Halmos, kill him!"
A group of warrior students with excess energy stood outside the arena, waving their arms and yelling.
What surprised Su ye the most was that several magicians tied their magic robes around their waists, shouted like the soldiers, and also had strong muscles.
Su ye looked at the newly grown muscles on his body. This is... the tradition of ancient Greece
Neither of the two black iron fighters used their divine power, and only relied on their physical strength to fight. After a while, the two had bruised noses and swollen faces, bleeding from their nostrils, and the corners of their mouths also began to bleed, but they still fought fiercely.
Fist to the flesh, blood and sweat splattered everywhere.
"Sturdy!" Suye sighed in his heart. He was so tickled by this battle that he wished he could get out and participate.
Fortunately, Su ye suppressed this thought. He is a magician, not a warrior!
Everything is inferior, only magic is superior!
"Huh?"
Su Yuguang discovered that Palos was also watching the boxing, but he was standing far away, still looking cold, showing a faint look of disgust.
boom!
A person was hit firmly in the jaw, rolled his eyes, and passed out.
"Aww..."
The victor screamed, raised his hands high, and showed a ferocious face, walked around the boxing ring, took steps that no relatives recognized, and showed his strength like a lion.
"Good job!"
A group of people cheered and rushed up, lifted the winner together, then threw it into the air, caught it again, and threw it up again...
"Aren't these animals afraid of the food they just ate..."
Su ye couldn't understand the madness of these people at all.
"However, only in this way can Athens remain strong."
At this time, someone shouted: "Hot, do you want to come and play? Of course, we have to use divine power appropriately."
"I only play with those who don't use supernatural power." Holt crossed his arms and smiled silly.
"Then what are you playing!" A group of black iron fighters rolled their eyes.
"By the way, when will you be promoted to Black Iron!"
"In a few more years." Holt's eyes were full of helplessness, and he didn't even smile.
"Poor guy!" A group of black iron warriors and black iron mages shook their heads helplessly.
"That little chick, come up and play." The senior students with excess energy all turned their heads and stared at Suye like a tiger looking at a sheep.
Su ye unceremoniously gave them a blank look, then turned and walked elsewhere.
"When I'm promoted to Heitie, I'll overthrow you!" Suye shouted.
The seniors let out a friendly laugh.
Su ye was calm on the surface, but there was an undercurrent surging in his heart. These senior students are really beasts!
Their pace and defense are relatively poor, but the offense is too fierce. Even the guy who lost just now can beat Tyson in his heyday to the ground.
The key point is that the two sides have not yet used their divine power.
The senior students here are obviously only at an average level. The group of senior students who are really the most powerful must have bronze warriors, and may even have been promoted to silver warriors.
"That's what makes it interesting!"
Su ye wanted to be promoted even more urgently.
Su ye did not study too much, but used the noon time to walk around the important places of Plato Academy, and gained a clearer understanding of Plato Academy.
However, during this period, Su ye felt that a few people looked at him in the wrong way, and when he looked at him, the other party immediately restrained himself.
"Could it be someone I offended before?"
Su ye didn't think too much about it. Since he survived last night, it meant that he would not be in danger in a short time.
Seeing that it was almost time, Su ye walked back while thinking about what to do next.
"I obviously have three directions. One is to learn magic knowledge, the other is to cultivate magic ability, and the third is to make money. How should I choose?"
Su ye thought for a while, walked back to the classroom quickly, opened the magic book, and began to draw the grid again, dividing the page into five large areas.
On the leftmost vertical column, write down magic knowledge, cultivation and money making respectively.
The four vertical columns on the right are "short-term gain", "short-term loss", "long-term gain" and "long-term loss".
Su ye first analyzed the knowledge of magic.
Short-term benefits: grades, good attitude, sense of accomplishment, driving force, sense of satisfaction, recognition from teachers and classmates.
Short-term losses: time, tiredness.
Long-term benefits: profound knowledge, a solid foundation, a wider space for growth, possible monetary gains, more respect, and getting closer to dreams.
Long-term loss: Girlfriend
Su ye looked at it and felt that it was a little small, so he began to think deeply, filling or erasing constantly.
After one class, Su ye finally made a basic judgment on three aspects.