The next day, as the morning light faded, Kesha had already gotten up.
In fact, the higher the level of extraordinary beings, the more inhuman they become.
A strong person like her, who is only one step away from the holy realm, only needs 3 hours of sleep a day to stay energetic.
When Ren woke up, Kesha had already prepared breakfast for him. He simply washed up and ate at the table with her.
He picked up the glass engraved with narcissus patterns, which was already filled with slightly cool fresh milk.
In the food culture of the Faroese people, breakfast is usually milk bread, or various types of pies with soy milk.
Lunch is stir-fried vegetables and rice, and dinner is more casual, with all kinds of meat and vegetable noodles, rice, or barbecue.
Of course, it is normal for some poor people to have two meals a day. As for those who have the conditions, they will drink afternoon tea.
The Farolan people prefer coffee with milk, the Knockman people like black tea, the Bohemian people drink more fruit juice, and the St. Joan people like green tea and have a special tea art.
Of course, in recent years, with the promotion of the Steam Alliance, carbonated drinks have gradually become popular. For example, Rennes likes the "Awakening" produced by the Silver Eagle Federation.
Of course, wine is a different story. Falorland's wine is famous all over the world, and Catherine likes the red wine here very much.
After breakfast, Ren launched his mountain bike and gave the key to Katherine's motorcycle to Kesha. The city was actually not suitable for driving a steam locomotive.
Today, Kesha put on a women's white chiffon short-sleeved shirt, paired with a red and blue floral suspender skirt. Her temperament is light and elegant, showing her charming style.
Wearing silver boat shoes, she took Ren's hand and let him sit on the "Xiaguang", which was Catherine's women's motorcycle.
"I still like my blast bicycle." Ren muttered as Kesha pulled him onto the motorcycle.
The driver of this rather elegant women's motorcycle is Renn. Of course he can drive it. Catherine taught him a few times and he learned how to operate it. It is not difficult to operate.
Kesha gathered up her skirt and sat sideways on the back seat of the motorcycle. She hugged his waist with her white arms and leaned her smooth face on his back:
"But why don't you buy a road bike? Your mountain bike doesn't have a back seat."
"Pfft pfft!"
Although he was reluctant to ride a women's motorcycle, Ren was not too pretentious and started the force engine directly.
He retorted:
"Why do you need a back seat? It's in the way! Besides, we can each take one. You should know how to ride a motorcycle."
Kesha, who was leaning on Ren's back, was very dissatisfied. Her green fingers twisted on his waist:
"It's not convenient to ride a bike while wearing a skirt. You must have never had a girlfriend before. How can you drive a girlfriend without a back seat?"
"Boom!"
The motorcycle had started and was driving on the asphalt road. Renn took a deep breath and felt it hurt:
"Let go, what's wrong with being single? Are you eating your rice? Besides, you're not my girlfriend."
Kesha let go after hearing this, and couldn't help but reveal a sweet smile on her face. She finally understood that the other party's emotional intelligence was as low as a piece of wood:
"When Catherine comes back, she will officially become your girlfriend. You'd better learn how to make girls happy."
His expression was a bit nervous and uneasy, and he felt very uneasy: "I don't know why she fell in love with me, but I admit, I miss her a little now.
What's the matter with you? Don't tell me that you also like me."
She knew her own affairs well, so it could be understood that Catherine fell in love with him because she was lucky, but Kesha was not as innocent as her cousin.
God knows what caused her sudden change of attitude, but he didn't forget how quickly this woman changed her attitude.
He also has some self-awareness. Although he is quite handsome, he is not so handsome that he is so handsome that he could be compared to a beautiful woman.
As for potential, Lao Goat also said that he is very talented.
However, as the princess of the Kesha Nokman Empire, it was not like she had never seen geniuses before. Perhaps among them were third-level extraordinary professionals who were younger than him.
The motorcycle was speeding along the city main road, and the wind blew Kesha's flowing shoulder-length hair. She couldn't help but hug Ren tightly.
As time went by, her affection for him became stronger and stronger, although she didn't know whether it was her own feeling or being influenced.
But she doesn’t hate this feeling:
"Just think I have ulterior motives, but don't be nervous, Catherine won't mind.
In fact, she was the one who asked me to come to you, otherwise I wouldn’t have come here so quickly, the Hundred Flowers Secret Realm won’t open for another year.”
Ren frowned, don't you mind? Is the Nokman Empire so open? Or are the city dwellers too good at playing?
As for the Secret Realm of Hundred Flowers, it is said to be a strange space on the plain east of Falorland. There are also some such strange spaces on the mainland, and they often produce some very precious resources.
The Secret Land of Hundred Flowers is a bit special. It has not been occupied by any organization or country for the time being.
The realm of saints will interfere with the operation of the secret realm. Once they take action inside, they will soon be excluded.
He heard from the old goat that Hal Mihawk from the association came here just for this, but without the fourth-level strength, getting involved in this matter would be the life of cannon fodder.
Feeling speechless, he curled his lips and said, "That's right, why should I worry so much? Anyway, I'm still single now and I haven't really taken advantage of anyone."
Kesha snorted softly: "Don't act like a good boy when you get an advantage. Why are you so pretentious as a spoiled pretty boy?"
Feeling very unhappy, Ren turned around and glared at her: "Who said I was being taken care of?"
"Look at both sides of the road for yourself." Kesha seemed very happy, pursed her lips and snickered.
On both sides of the road, many young people watched with envy and jealousy as Renne whizzed by on a pink-painted motorcycle, with a stunning beauty on the back seat.
Among them were two of Ren's classmates.
A certain cyclist's eyes widened and he said to a tall, thin brown-haired companion next to him:
"Tom, if I remember correctly, Ren was riding a cool mountain bike a few days ago, the brand I recommended to him. Not long ago, he switched to a steam motorcycle!"
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Riding a road bike, Tom from the occult class at Bushen University felt a little dissociated:
"Damn winner in life! Maurice, even though I looked at it in a hurry, I am sure that it is a Xiaguang! Limited edition!
It’s such a luxury. My family is financially strapped to support me in school, and now I can’t bear to even buy a Blaze No. 7 mountain bike!”
The existence of extraordinary beings in this world is no secret. There are many people who long to become extraordinary professionals, but most people can't even touch the door.
Even for students in the occult class, their families have a hard time raising them from entry level to elite level.
It costs a lot, including the cost of knowledge classes, the consumption of some magic potions, etc. If you don't break through to the second level, this investment will be lost.
Because first-level extraordinary beings are less powerful than ordinary people, their social status and treatment are not high either.
Only second-level talents are considered talents. They can generally make ends meet, but most of them cannot make much money. The only ones that can cultivate extraordinary people are at least moderately wealthy business families. Elite-level extraordinary people cannot improve their family's social status much.
As for lifespan, second-level transcendental beings rarely get sick at most, are very healthy, and do not live much longer than normal people.
Many small nobles and small and medium-sized businessmen train their children to become professionals, and often they sell and buy at a loss unless the children can break through to the third or even fourth level.
But the various resources that need to be consumed to break through the levels are even more terrifying. It requires money and connections, and it is not 100% successful.
This does not take into account the accidental death of extraordinary people, etc. That's why the old goat said that Ren was lucky and had directly crossed many thresholds.
Morris watched Ren go away with great envy, and exclaimed: "I wish I were an awakener. My dad is hesitant now and doesn't know whether to help me advance to the second level."
Tom shook his head: "I think our focus is wrong. He is riding a women's motorcycle."
After being stunned for a moment, Morris reacted: "Yes, he didn't buy that, maybe it was the beauty behind him! God, that is almost the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, a shameful winner in life!"
As if he thought of something, Tom's expression became wretched, and he whispered: "Hey, tell me, is he being kept?"
Morris nodded vigorously: "Isn't this obvious? Damn it! Why is no one here to protect me?"
I don’t hate pretty girls, I just hate that I can’t be pretty!
This is what Morris and Tom think. In fact, most people are like this. What they hate is not the second generation of rich people, but they are not the second generation of rich people.
Ren was kept by a rich woman!!
It didn't take long for everyone in the occult class to know the news.
