Yin Hang was not sure whether the other party had any personal emotions when he said this.
After all, there was a strong sense of resentment in the other party's tone.
And it seems to be the terminology used in the game.
Even if practicing this kind of thing is not about meditating every day, it shouldn't be a real-person fighting style, right?
Although the plot of the original work seems to be true, except for the protagonist, everyone is obsessed with spiritual stones.
Yin Hang coughed twice and asked curiously: "May I ask, what is your ability?"
If it is true, as the other party said, that there will be conflicts like grabbing spiritual stones in the future, then we can use as many words as possible.
After all, didn’t the other party also test him?
"Brother, it's taboo to ask others about their abilities like this," Ping Youzhi suddenly became serious, but then smiled and said, "But since we are brothers, it doesn't hurt to tell you, so that our two families can cooperate in the future."
Then the other party took out his mobile phone and said: "My talent is B rating, and my current strength is B, fantasy system."
"Talent B? Strength B?" Yin Hang asked with some confusion.
The original work only mentioned that the protagonist deliberately suppressed his strength to F.
The specific settings of other levels have not yet been described.
"This," He Youzhi continued to explain: "At first there was no official name, only the popular saying of Tiandi Xuanhuang. Later, the upper and lower limits of the adaptability test were expanded and became ABCDEF. As a result, talent and strength were easily confused. Finally, Wen Wen The committee unified the title.”
"Talent: A, B, C, Ding, Wuji."
"Strength: ABCD."
"Talent is basically fixed and there is little room for growth, but strength can be enhanced."
"But there is a special one among them, and that is S."
"If you have S talent, you will be born with S strength. At the same time, the first S talent appeared in the Holy Church in Western Europe. People called it S from the beginning, and it has been like this ever since."
As Ze Youzhi said this, he took out his phone, unlocked the screen, and then flipped to the photo album. After opening a photo, he said with a showy face: "Look, this is my ability."
Yin Hang looked at the photo and found that it was Ping Youzhi dressed in elegant ancient clothes, holding a volume of books, with a face like a crown of jade, sitting on the edge of the bed and looking at the moonlight outside the window.
Next to him, there were two petite girls, with soft jade and soft flowers, black hair like waterfalls, wearing thin shirts, leaning on his shoulders, sleeping gently.
"The one on the left is my pen spirit, and the one on the right is my paper spirit. I can't tell you their abilities... How about it, are you envious?" Ping Youzhi raised his eyebrows and said with a proud look on his face.
"Envy." Yin Hang nodded.
He thought that the leader of a sect must have some hard power, but now it seems that he has very embarrassing strength.
"No brother, you are so cold... you don't like men, do you?" Ping Youzhi said that you would give me face and give him the full package. What does it mean to say you are envious but look indifferent?
"You misunderstood," Yin Hang explained calmly: "If it were in the past, I would probably be envious, but now... I have a wife."
"Ha, the second dimension?" Ping Youzhi looked at Yin Hang carefully and saw that a straight man couldn't even have a girlfriend. He was probably not calling the girls in the game "wife" like he did before.
As expected, Yin Hang took out his cell phone.
But it's not the game that's opened, but the chat history.
Then Ping Youzhi was deeply hurt by the two affectionate names on the screen. He hurriedly moved away and cursed: "This brother can't do anything!"
"I'm just explaining to you." Yin Hang put away the phone and said.
"But having said that," Zhe Youzhi gritted his teeth and forcibly changed the subject: "You don't even know your talent and strength, so you have to make up for it, otherwise you will miss your disciples."
Yin Hang didn't quite understand. He joined Qingyu Pavilion just to learn these things. What does it have to do with misleading others?
After chatting casually for a while, the door next to where He Youzhi was sitting opened. He quickly said hello and ran over. After getting a few documents, he came back and said to Yin Hang: "I have classes in the afternoon. You have to go back first, brother, if you have something to do, come directly and you won’t let Zong look for me in vain.”
After Ping Youzhi left, the lady who had been reading the information quietly stood up and left slowly.
Yin Hang didn't know why, but he always felt that the other party was staring at him even though he didn't raise his head.
Then Yin Hang stayed alone in the empty corridor for almost two hours before the door he was waiting for finally opened.
Three people walked out at the same time, and a young man who walked out last whispered to him: "Go in."
When Yin Hang walked in, he found that the smoke inside was so rich that it was a bit irritating to the eyes.
The middle-aged man sitting behind the table, wearing an old man's vest with a Mediterranean Sea on his head, waved his hand and said: "Close the door and find a place to sit."
After Yin Hang closed the door, he sat on the sofa beside him. Mediterranean picked up a piece of information and asked him: "You are a student who signed an agreement with Qingyu Pavilion and studied in the joint training class at Huainan University of Technology, right? ?”
Yin Hang nodded.
"Then, this application form for the position of deputy third...educational instructor," Mediterranean took a deep breath of cigarette, took a heavy document from the table, and asked him: "Do you know what's going on?"
But just when Yin Hang showed a puzzled expression, the other party sighed and said, "Sure enough."
"Excuse me, what does this mean?" Yin Hang frowned.
"This is your Daoyuan class teacher application form." After Mediterranean finished speaking, he put down the materials in his hand, then patted the pile of materials next to him and continued: "And these on the table, It is the file information of the fourteen students who want to study under your name."
Yin Hang couldn't understand.
He knows the teacher of Dogen's class, who is equivalent to the head teacher.
The protagonist was also a student in Dogen's class.
But the other party said this was his application for teaching. What does that mean?
"It stands to reason that we have no right to interfere with your encrypted file. We only need approval." Mediterranean rubbed his face and said: "However, when we checked the information you filled in, we found that the content you filled in, It’s all about Qingyu Pavilion.”
"After discussing for a long time, we still plan to conduct some violation inquiries... Of course, you can use confidentiality to skip this process, and I will give you an approval directly."
Yin Hang hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I don't know the status of this document."
"Well..." Mediterranean thought for a moment, then put out the cigarette and looked at Yin Hangdao quietly.
"In that case, we hope you can help us keep these fourteen students in Jinning City."
