Qianjie was toying with the soul guide in the northern border of the Heavenly Soul Empire while taking Huo Yulin around, but he was not in towns, but in small villages - it never hurts to see more and understand more.
Huo Yulin also had to open her eyes to see the world. The soul in her eyes couldn't just see the grudges between soul masters - this was Qianjie's expectation for her.
"How do you feel?" Under the cold sky, Qianjie asked Huo Yulin with a smile as he just walked out of a small village.
Huo Yulin lowered his face and looked at his soot-covered hands with a depressed expression.
There was no answer either.
Qianjie smiled and did not continue to ask.
It's pointless to say too much about how the people at the bottom are doing. In short, Huo Yulin, who said he could only catch fish to satisfy his hunger when he was a child in the Duke's Mansion, is actually much happier than others.
Comparing miserable things is really boring. What kind of porridge can you count the grains of rice? Naiko hides sesame cakes. You can't afford high-end souls and can only buy them for ten years...
Compared with others, these are nothing.
If Douluo really held a competition, even if only soul masters were allowed to participate, these monsters and monsters would not be able to complain.
"Boss, where are we going next?" Gu Zhen was also a little uncomfortable. He originally liked wearing black, but now he is even darker.
No matter how true to his original intention, no matter how noble the Gu family's purpose, he is still a soul master, and he really has never experienced these things.
Of course Qianjie was not much better, with a thick layer of black ash covering his white hair.
They didn't do anything. They dug coal mines for a long time and made briquettes for a long time.
There's no need to worry about mining disasters or anything like that. The Douluo people don't have the industrial conditions to dig down yet, so it would be good if they could mine open-pit coal.
Besides, when it comes to digging, Qianjie has also given relevant precautions. If something goes wrong, it's not Qianjie's problem, it's the manager's problem, Old Charles.
"Go back to Shrek and live a high-level college life." After experiencing the life of a miner, it's time to experience high-level life and understand what the gap is, what heaven and hell are.
Qianjie said the truth.
He took two months' leave in advance, and it was time to go back now. He might not be able to make it in time for the start of school.
But it doesn't matter. The privileges of core disciples or those with good talents are really useful. Qianjie doesn't have any mental disorder. The means that can be used are good means.
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Shrek City, Poseidon Island.
It is said to be an island, but it is actually an artificial land in the middle of the lake, just a name.
There are many buildings on Poseidon Island, but there is only one that is the tallest and grandest. That is the Poseidon Pavilion located in the center of the island.
Poseidon Pavilion has six floors above ground, each floor is more than ten meters high and is extremely majestic. It's just that because the water mist surrounds Poseidon Island all year round, it can't be seen very clearly from the outer courtyard of Shrek Academy.
At this time, everything was quiet in the Poseidon Pavilion conference hall. Ten people were sitting around a long oval table, and at the main seat on the innermost side of the long table, there was a recliner. The light in the position of the recliner was very dark, and you could only vaguely see it. It seemed that someone was lying on his back. one person. But compared to the ten people sitting around the round table, he seemed extra special.
"Everyone is here, let's start." An old voice sounded from the recliner.
Such a scene would naturally require a meeting.
"I have gathered everyone together this time, so I believe you all understand what is going on."
The first person to speak was Yan Shaozhe, the dean of the Wuhun Department.
"Yes..." Xian Lin'er on the side subconsciously slapped the table and spoke instantly.
Every time at the Poseidon Pavilion meeting, once Yan Shaozhe spoke, she would subconsciously say two bad words.
Gang Jing, for short, is a traditional performance for this generation of Poseidon Pavilion elders to hold meetings.
But as soon as her words came out today, huge pressure instantly pressed towards Xian Lin'er from the direction of the recliner, with some unspeakable anger.
"Pavilion Master, Lin'er is just out of habit!" Qian Duoduo, deputy dean of the Soul Guidance Department, reacted immediately and stood up in front of Xian Lin'er in an instant.
"Now is not the time for you to be petty. We are holding a Poseidon Pavilion meeting!" Sure enough, the pressure was instantly gone, and the old voice sounded again, with a calm and indifferent tone.
The person sitting on the recliner is no longer the kind old man, the teacher they were familiar with, but a pavilion master, a person who stands at the pinnacle of the continent and holds the power of the top power.
He is the master of Poseidon Pavilion.
While Qian Duoduo breathed a sigh of relief, he pulled Xian Lin'er beside him.
Xian Lin'er didn't dare to say anything and sat back with a pale face.
Yan Shaozhe glanced at Xian Lin'er, who had a frightened look on his face. There was no bitter smile or helpless emotion on his face, only indifference.
We are all adults, not the young people who were angry at each other when we were students.
It’s time to distinguish when it’s public and when it’s private.
In the past, meetings were just trivial matters, where everyone would have a little temper and laugh and treat it like a party. Now that things are really being discussed, the authority of Poseidon Pavilion must be respected.
"The first thing is that during such a holiday, our martial arts department received many application documents for dropping out or suspending school." But there is no need to reiterate the rules. The old man on the recliner has already confirmed the rules.
He returned his attention to the real topic of the meeting.
Dropping out and suspending schooling are common occurrences in every college and institution. There are always some students who give up their studies due to some unavoidable reasons.
The profession of soul master is one where accidents happen frequently, and there is really nothing to learn...
All in all, even though Shrek, which is known as the best college in the world and has strict school regulations, has always had some students who dropped out of school, Shrek cannot say that after entering the college and wanting to drop out, Shrek will die.
Even though it is just a college on the surface, it still has the traditions that a college should have.
Under normal circumstances, this kind of thing is not worth talking about on the stage, and the teachers will deal with it after discussing it themselves. Anyway, Shrek has a lot of students who passively drop out of school every year.
But that's a normal situation, Shrek took the initiative to clear out...
Yan Shaozhe looked around at the increasingly serious expressions in the shadows. It was certainly not a normal situation to mention this.
"It seems that all the seniors have more or less understood that this is not because we are actively removing unqualified students, but because some qualified students are starting to drop out of school on their own initiative, either due to their own judgment or the requirements of their families. "
Everyone looked vaguely at Xuanzi who was chewing chicken legs. The meaning was self-evident: should we warn those overly active soul master families?
"A lot of people were dissatisfied with the evil soul master's invasion last time. If it happens again, Shrek might really have no students.
"There was no evil soul master invasion this time." Xuanzi put down the drumstick at the right time, with a displeased look on his slovenly old face, "And as far as I know, some of the students who voluntarily dropped out of school have very different identities. .”
(End of chapter)
