Outcast Omega Pampered by the Alpha General novel Chapter 118

Chapter 118 Final Disciple

Finished

By the time Class Freached the large lecture hall, a certain Maine Coon had already taken Julian’s seat.

Yes.

The exact seat Julian had used last time.

Julian originally did not want to sit there.

Unfortunately, no other student dared sit in front of that cat.

So in the end, he had no choice.

‘Meow.”

The moment Julian sat down, the huge Maine Coon began patting his face with both paws while meowing

nonstop.

Ruin bared its tiny teeth at the cat several times.

The Maine Coon remained shameless.

After a burst of chaos on the camera’s end, R’s familiar mechanical female voice finally rushed through.

“Little Julian, I have good news. Do you want to hear it?”

Julian said, “No.” ”

R went quiet.

Then R said, “Too bad. You’re hearing it anyway.”

Julian fell silent.

If I have to hear it, why ask? To make yourself look polite?

Fortunately, after being rejected by Julian so many times, R had clearly grown strongef.

She announced with great ceremony, “I’m taking you as my final disciple.”

If any other student in the lecture hall had received that sentence, they would probably have cried from gratitude on the spot and bowed to Sir Waffles three times.

Julian thought seriously for two seconds.

“Final disciple? What are you teaching me? How to close doors?”

R said, “?”

Fine.

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Maybe

Possibly.

She might not actually have anything to teach Julian.

She might, in fact, want to learn from him

But she definitely knew more than door–closing

So under the stunned eyes of every student in the room, R threw away her dignity.

“I’ll teach you how to open them.”

Julian said, “?”

The students said nothing.

Was this really Dr. R?

Not a scammer with a cat–shaped prop?

R shouted, “I don’t care! I don’t care! You have to be my final disciple. After all these years, you’re the only one I’ve chosen! Waaaaah!”

Working perfectly with R’s wail, Sir Waffles rolled dramatically across Julian’s desk and meowed like tragedy itself.

Julian said nothing.

When Julian still did not respond and only lowered his head to pet Ruin, R immediately realized that this trick was useless.

Sir Waffles flipped back upright.

R’s voice turned serious in an instant.

“Say it. What will it take for you to become my final disciple?”

Julian wanted to say nothing would work.

But then he thought about it.

He had already rejected R several times.

She still refused to give up.

Ordinary excuses clearly had no effect.

So Julian said, “I told you before. I already have a sect. I don’t casually join other sects. But since you’re fairly talented, if you insist on being my teacher, you can join our sect too.”

Everyone said, “!”

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Excellent.

Julian, your abacus is about to smack Dr. R in the face.

Would R agree?

Sitting in Class A’s area, Akito Blackwell sneered.

Julian did have talent.

But R was an imperial giant.

For nearly two centuries, countless forces had begged her to join them.

R had publicly declared long ago that she worked only for the empire and the people, and that she would never attach herself to any faction.

Julian’s words would probably anger her.

Then R’s voice came from the camera.

“What force? Tell me first. I’ll consider it. As long as it isn’t a few specific ones, I can take a nominal position.”

Akito said, “?”

Where were your principles?

Julian asked the same thing.

R said, “Flexible principles. Even children understand that. Do you think this old child doesn’t?”

Julian said, “Nice.”

Seeing that R had clearly made up her mind, Julian was just about to say he needed to ask his seet leader

first.

Then Ruin gave an “awoo.”

Almost at the same time, Julian’s and R’s wrist terminals rang.

Sect Leader Ashford: “Agree. She’s one of us.”

Sect Leader Ashford: “[Big silver wolf patting little black cat.jpg]”

That was what Julian received.

As for what R received, no one knew.

But she exploded immediately.

“You brat! I knew you looked familiar! You’ve got some nerve! Bullying your Uncle Waffles now? I’m calling

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