Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 327

Chapter 327 Diabetes

Despite Zoey's attempt to quickly compose herself, Atticus's keen perception caught the subtle flush creeping onto her cheeks.

His eyebrows lifted in slight surprise. 'Is she... blushing?' Atticus couldn't help but wonder, a flicker of disbelief crossing his features.

He had absentmindedly said the first thing that came to his head because he had been caught off guard by Zoey's question.

The last thing he had been expecting was the girl actually being the one to get flustered.

Atticus's smile widened, 'Maybe I have a chance after all,' he thought in excitement.

Breaking the momentary silence, Atticus strode to the side, causing Zoey to come out of her thoughts and turn to face him.

Raising his right hand, he focused on his space ring. In an instant, a white cloth materialized in the air, unfurling and spreading out onto the soft grass below.

The cloth, adorned with simple red and white stripes, covered a 7 x 7 space of the earth.

With another deliberate gesture, an array of items erupted from Atticus's space ring: cups, plates, and an assortment of food.

After a few seconds, a setup that had an uncanny resemblance to picnics back on Earth was set up.

Turning back to face Zoey, Atticus gestured towards the cloth laden grass with both hands. "If you'll please have your seat," he invited warmly.

As soon as Zoey had accepted his offer to meet up, Atticus had immediately thought of different options he could choose from. Although neither of them would say it, this was clearly a date.

The only place they could meet was at the academy campus, and this region, the first years' area, had zero recreational activities. There was not a single restaurant present.

Atticus wanted to do something more than simply walking around the expansive garden, where a bunch of students would most definitely be staring because of their status.

Considering Zoey's appearance, Atticus wouldn't be too shocked to see one or two brainless fools who would want to interrupt their time together.

Which was why Atticus had decided to pick a quiet place. It was a place he found while roaming together with Ember.

As for what he should do, seeing the soft beautiful grass sprawled everywhere, Atticus didn't need to think that much; the word "picnic" instantly came to his head.

Lastly, for the cloth, food, and everything else he got, the academy store's miscellaneous section truly had everything one could need.

He had bought everything from the store. It was a good thing he was rich.

Despite everything, there was only one problem Atticus thought could arise, and to him, it was also a subtle way for him to test Zoey's character.

Would a girl whose beauty could cause wars, a girl who was next in line to become the matriarch of a tier one family, sit on a cloth on the floor?

Zoey's gaze swept over the beautifully arranged setup, her lips curving into a serene smile. Without a word, she gracefully made her way towards it, gliding past Atticus with effortless elegance.