Pendragon's Infinity Gauntlet

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"This taste...is it alright?"

Although it would be more troublesome to solve the problem here, Pendragon would rather frown and eat a piece of red bean paste, which is less troublesome. One snap of his fingers can solve everything, without having to hypnotize each person or search for gem mines in the lava.

However, the black bean paste that was served this time didn't seem so hard to accept. Is it because I just ate the whole menu from Yukihira's restaurant?

Pendragon did feel that the food in this world was something special; the magic replenishment after decomposing it was second only to replenishing magic with Lily, and even better than Rin's.

There might be other special effects as well; we'll have to try it out to find out—we'll have to eat more to see...

Pendragon snapped his fingers, making the world adapt to the three of them, automatically matching them with suitable identities and backgrounds, and establishing a secure account with an eleven-figure sum.

Correspondingly, the entrance exam for transfer students at New Oriental's Japanese branch has also been accepted.

These operations don't even require a single serving of black bean paste in terms of magic power. The remaining amount should be enough to handle any situation, even if an evil god comes knocking on our door, we can still escape.

He placed the three driver's licenses that could be used to prove their identities, along with the guide for transfer students at Totsuki Academy, on the table, waiting for Lily and the others to finish touring the spaceship before discussing it.

This original Thanos's vehicle was simply too enormous, especially after Pendragon streamlined many modules, revealing the basic structure. The interior space looked the same in many places, and Rin and the others easily got lost in this steel realm if they weren't careful, and then had to find Pendragon to bring them back.

The two wives, who had no particular goals, naturally had no objection to Pendragon's suggestion that he go to cooking school to learn to be a chef.

They had just graduated from high school, and tomorrow they had to go to other schools to take entrance exams, which was inexplicably a bit of a headache.

Later, the group soaked in the open-air hot spring, watched Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf together in the living room until late at night, and then slept together under the same covers.

The next day, after washing up on the spaceship, Pendragon opened the passage leading to the shopping street from the previous night.

Unfortunately, the protagonist's family's shop had already closed down. They bought some food for breakfast at another shop, but the taste was just so-so.

Next, Pendragon took a taxi to Far Moon. The road was lined with lush green grass and rows of cherry trees, which were in full bloom and a lovely pink hue.

After opening the car window, pink petals that had been blown by the wind would occasionally drift into the car, but they didn't smell very nice.

"what!--"

As soon as Pendragon and his companions got out of the car in the parking lot, a loud scream came from the open space, drawing their attention.

"I failed the promotion exam!"

"Where did we get to...? My life is over..."

Two boys in school uniforms knelt on the ground in despair, screaming hysterically or muttering in utter despair, as if they had experienced immense despair.

Judging from their behavior, even if they believed the end of the world was imminent, it wouldn't have made much of a difference! It's hard to imagine that failing the exam had such a devastating impact on them.

"Yes. Their expressions were spot-on, and their lines were full of emotion; they are both excellent actors. However, their performances were too exaggerated and over-the-top, so they won't win Best Actor."

Pendragon nodded, ignoring the two men who were squealing like pigs.

"What?"

Miss Rin looked completely bewildered.

"Saber, are you saying they're acting?"

"Well, that's a perfect performance for an extra. You can add a chicken leg to your lunchbox."

Pendragon nodded to Rin with a cold expression.

"Look, over there."

Lily poked Rin's slender waist, and Pendragon and the others looked in the direction of her long, slender fingers.

A bald, middle-aged man was kneeling in front of another man, pleading with tears streaming down his face.

The uncle's hairstyle was quite unique. He had grown his hair long to cover the bald spots, but compared to the bald areas, the hair on the other parts of his head was so sparse that it made his head look ridiculous.

The man to whom he was being bowed was a fierce-looking man with a face full of menacing features. His sunglasses and black bodyguard suit, combined with his impatient and disdainful expression, gave him the air of someone who was ruthless and didn't talk much.

"Please! Ten million or twenty million, I'll pay it! Please don't make my son drop out of school, okay?"

"..."

Entrust.

The cliff is a trap.

That convincing acting must be from paid recruiters hired by this school!

"Is this all school grounds? Wow, it's huge!"

Walking from the parking lot to the school's main gate, Rin Tohsaka looked up at the buildings atop the mountain and exclaimed in genuine admiration.

Nestled in this verdant mountain area are many conspicuous buildings, giving those standing at the school gate a strong sense of oppression.

Apart from Pendragon and his group who arrived by taxi, the other transfer students all drove their own cars, accompanied by their butlers and bodyguards.

Uh... why bother with all that? They're here to freeload and maybe learn a thing or two.

Following the route map in the guide to the exam venue, something interesting happened on the way—

Yukihira, with his red spiky hair, was kicked off the bench.

P.S.: I'm going to work in a few hours, gotta go!

Chapter 157 Kami

Chapter 157

What's interesting isn't the protagonist, Yukihira, but the man who kicked him.

Is he, Kami? The Kami who asked, "Can an ordinary person do this?"

He really had a tough time being a background actor who was kicked out after explaining the situation.

Pendragon and his companions passed by discreetly. Those who came to take the transfer student exam were all self-proclaimed elites of high society, accompanied by bodyguards and butlers. Naturally, they would not lose their composure because of the cricket's beauty.

Just to peek, and incidentally, "Three minutes, I need all their information."

The meeting place was the school's higher education department, where a considerable number of students had already gathered in the spacious and magnificent hall.

There were mostly boys, or rather, besides the three of them, there were only two girls dressed in uniforms similar to those of extras in a parking lot.

Pendragon glanced at the girl with long orange hair, his gaze lingering on a certain part for a moment, and the ahoge (cowlick) on his head bounced.

The girl with the crab claw-like hairstyle and domineering aura must be Erina, the second-generation school girl. The short-haired girl next to her holding a notebook is Secretary Ko.

"She's so well-developed at such a young age... I'm referring to her height."

Pendragon's voice seemed to carry a hint of resentment as he sensed the dangerous look in Rin's eyes and offered an explanation.

Rin Tohsaka nodded, instinctively puffing out her chest as she curiously surveyed the hall.

The boys around him were silently pushed back more than three feet by Pendragon's telekinesis, so even as more and more people poured in, it didn't get crowded.

Of course, this is also because the hall is already large enough.

"It seems that chefs in this world have a very high status, much like magicians back in our world."

The sights and experiences along the way formed this impression in Miss Rin's mind: that chefs were all upper-class nobles...

Then Rin thought of the restaurant owner from last night who had cooked so much food that he was a little weak from overeating, but she wasn't entirely sure.

"That person...could it be...?"

Wearing the Totsuki uniform, with her lower body consisting of a classic pleated skirt and stockings forming an absolute territory, Erina was the focus of attention in the crowd.

Because she is very famous, the name of "God Tongue" is well-known to these "second-generation chefs," after all, her authority has long been proven.

Therefore, the candidates who recognized her all had a subtle sense of foreboding.

"Dear candidates, I am Erina Nikiri, who is in charge of today's candidate review."

Erina saw that most of the people had arrived, or rather, whether all the examinees had arrived was not her concern. She just wanted to finish this as soon as possible and go back to research the new recipe. The sooner this was over, the better.

If we could get them to abstain entirely...

Thinking of this, Erina's previously expressionless face underwent a subtle change, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.

"So this character is pronounced 'ti'? Or is the translator faulty? I have a feeling that someone with this surname will become a big shot like Wu Ke."

Pendragon noticed something amiss, his gaze lingering on Erina's pretty face as she crossed her arms. Her indifferent remarks continued, then turned somewhat mocking.

Just as Pendragon knew, the young lady rejected the examination arrangement on the grounds of boredom, and even changed the examination content without letting her secretary finish reading the names of the documents.

He directly ordered someone to move the cooking station over here and demanded that they prepare an egg dish that satisfied him. Using his renowned "God Tongue," he effectively discouraged all the other candidates.

"...Within one minute from now."

Erina's eyes sharpened, and she said with a hint of disdain through her moist lips, "You are allowed to abstain and give up this exam."

Then... these people ran away as if it were the end of the world.

Yukihira, with his spiky hair, looked completely bewildered, then casually reached out and grabbed the nearest running person.

Wow, what a coincidence! It's the same guy who kicked him outside just now. Maybe the Creator thought that one person was enough for the commentary, and drawing two would be too much trouble. Instead of wasting time, why not have the artist draw another erotic illustration for everyone to enjoy? Wouldn't that be wonderful?

Camille quickly finished her narration, recounting the experiences of Miss Erina, paving the way for how powerful, insatiable, and influential her tongue was, and how conquering her tongue could lead to a promotion, salary increase, CEO status, and a life of luxury and wealth.

Meanwhile, as Kami explained, Erina obligingly stuck out her pink tongue and traced it across her upper lip.

"They're all a bunch of useless trash. Why would I take time out of my way to come here for them?"

You don't even need to look; you can tell how panicked they are just by listening to the noise.

Erina closed her eyes, ignoring the four Pendragons still lingering in the hall, and turned to her secretary, asking as if she only had eyes for her, "There shouldn't be any more events today, right?"

"Yes."

"Now let's go to my room and try out the new dish."

Upon hearing this, the secretary's face immediately flushed with a secret blush.

"If I heard correctly, it's... going to the room to try the new dish, not an aphrodisiac?"

"You heard me right, Rin."

Pendragon nodded affirmatively, and saw Erina already lifting the secretary's smooth chin and pressing her face against hers, seemingly oblivious to everyone else.

With that pose of needing to replenish mana and Erina's terrible lines, the orange is already set!

"I want...I want it."

"Alright, you little glutton. Hehe..."

"Oh, I'm so sorry."

The two, seemingly oblivious to their surroundings, were having a terrible conversation when, just as the ethereal and sacred background music was about to start, Pendragon used his telekinesis to tap Erina on the shoulder from behind.

"!!!"

The excellent momentum vanished in an instant, and Erina, her hair standing on end, turned around sharply to look behind her. The empty hall, devoid of anything, sent a chill down her spine.

"Can we start now?"

Miss Rin was quite curious about the God Tongue, but it was a pity that it grew on a human body, otherwise she could have cut it off and studied it directly.

Since I can't use the magician's style, I'll try my hand at cooking.

Rin Tohsaka is even more hardcore than a straight man this time. I'm always the one posting PDA, when have I ever encountered someone else slapping me in the face with PDA?

"What...? Someone... dares to challenge me...? And four of them at that..."

Her eyes, as clear as autumn water, rippled with emotion. Erina looked at the four bewildered-looking people over there and nodded slightly.

"anytime."

"Excuse me, is any type of dish acceptable?"

With his hands in his pockets, the hedgehog-haired man asked nonchalantly.

P.S.: Emmmmm, I'm already annoyed that I haven't even gotten to the modified part yet. But thinking about it for another day will at least make the setting less ridiculous, lol.

Chapter 158 Food and Spirit

Chapter 158

"You can do whatever you want as long as you use eggs."

Erina's tone was already showing signs of impatience.

Pendragon and the other two removed the cooking area to indicate that they were not on the same side as this man.

Yukihira, who had just recognized them as the big eater guests from last night and was about to greet them, suddenly felt bored.