When Yin Hang mentioned this to Fu Jiawei, he was actually slightly affected by today's quarrel. As for what the other party did when helping to maintain order, Yin Hang felt that Fu Jiawei should still have the means to handle these things.
Fu Jiawei couldn't deny it. After all, he had started from scratch for so many years. If he wanted to climb up step by step, how could he not have any means.
He also knew exactly what to do.
"Don't worry, I will try my best to guide public opinion. As for..."
Fu Jiawei said a lot piously. As for the internal order of the survivors, that was originally his job responsibility, and Yin Hang did not need to care.
Then Yin Hang took out his storage mirror and lightly swiped it with his fingertips.
Fu Jiawei was a little stunned. He rubbed his eyes and thought he was dazzled because he saw something appear out of thin air in Yin Hang's hand.
He didn't know how to describe this scene, his mouth opened slightly, and he couldn't say the next sentence for a long time.
This common behavior of cultivators is still full of inconceivability in the eyes of survivors, and it has further shattered his former worldview.
Unlike Fu Jiawei's guess, what the young man took out was not special food used to 'win people's hearts', but... three magic talismans.
The five elements of metal, wood, water, fire and earth are the talisman - the earth talisman.
These three were exchanged for points in the guild, and what was used to activate them was the more expensive 60 milligrams of spirit stones.
The most basic 'rice grain' spirit stone in the Dogen class is 20 mg, three pieces of three pieces. Thinking about this activation method makes me feel distressed.
But one of my finger cots cost 20 grams, and the other was a gift from my wife, and I couldn’t bear to give either of them away.
Originally, Yin Hang wanted to directly take out a healing charm, which had no offensive power, was safer, and could also show his arrogance, but he was afraid that this thing would be leaked into the private sector, and its high value would be competed for. Qin Shimao gave himself so many good things, but he couldn't accomplish much, so after thinking about it, Yin Hang took out three of the cheapest earth spirit charms.
But for the survivors, this was shocking enough.
After all, this represents the power of the cultivator.
Working for a cultivator and having the power of a cultivator are two completely different concepts.
Fu Jiawei has relatively little exposure to information. Even if he doesn't understand spiritual energy recovery at all, Yin Hang can understand it with a little guidance. After all, the design of the spiritual talisman was originally designed for practitioners with less talent, such as himself, who was the first in the joint training class. class.
Speaking of which, Fu Jiawei has a great career outside the secret realm and is still around forty years old. He should not behave childishly like using these talismans to show off his power, so he can rest assured.
Furthermore, there is nothing to be gained from the survivor now. Now that he has such a good start, what is the point of cutting off his future?
And I was just helping to make the introduction, and my abilities were checked by the official staff of the camp. I was equivalent to getting a favor from the group boss for nothing.
Wouldn't it be nice if in the future, after practicing, I could find a part-time job in Fu Jiawei's group, earn some extra money every month, and save some wealth for myself and An Tong?
But on the way back, when Yin Hang was considering whether his wedding to An Tong should be a Western style or a Chinese style, An Tong had already come over angrily.
When he went to the special care facility on the north side, Yin Hang found that the food here had been taken care of and was now very sufficient. There were even a lot of snacks. Among them, nutritional milk, which was suitable for children, was even dug out by Tian Min, thinking I want to give Yin Hang a bottle to thank them for the food they were able to eat yesterday.
As a result, she almost cried when An Tong stared at her. She hurriedly dug out two more bottles and handed them to An Tong to escape the disaster.
According to Liu Yuying, Yin Hang's sister is still afraid of life and is unwilling to drink the nutritious milk given to her. Moreover, she is obviously younger, but when she is not painting, she always secretly helps the care institution to make some Liu Yuying is particularly worried about the more arduous tasks and those that are more dangerous.
It's quite normal not to drink nutritional milk. After all, Yin Hang, no matter whether the little girl likes to drink it or not, has to supervise her to have one bottle in the morning and one in the evening. He is so cruel that he won't paint with her until she finishes drinking!
As for some dangerous help, Yin Hang was also helpless, because the little girl's character was not one of enjoying things with peace of mind. Back in the desert, even two drinks of water had to be exchanged for withered fruits. Now that she thinks about what she did Yin Hang felt very distressed by Baba's appearance.
Yesterday, Yin Hang came to pick up the little girl when she was halfway through painting, and stayed with her until she finished painting. Therefore, when the apologetic little girl found that it was getting dark, she stopped writing and waited for Yin Hang, as if After kindergarten, there are children standing in front of the door waiting for their parents to pick them up.
So when Yin Hang stretched out his hand, the little girl timidly took it over, picked up her little schoolbag and prepared to leave.
However, a strong jealousy spread instantly.
"Uh, An Tong, listen to my explanation..." Yin Hang suddenly panicked.
"You forget your wife when you have a daughter, right?" An Tong crossed her arms, how could she not be angry.
Just now, my husband helped the little girl carry her school bag with one hand, and held her with the other hand to walk out... What about me?
Throw it here, right?
Yin Hang suddenly felt embarrassed, because the little girl's schoolbag was stuffed with a lot of things, such as fruits, so he helped her hold her in his arms, but in a blink of an eye, he had no free hands.
At this moment, the little girl held by Yin Hang pursed her lips tightly. After hesitating for a long time, she gently approached An Tong's side, and finally timidly stretched out her little hand...
After returning home, Yin Hang sorted out the remaining items in his storage mirror, turned around, and found that his mother-in-law was still busy at home.
"Honey, there's really no need..." Yin Hang wanted to cry.
The huge golden nanmu table was covered with a huge banner that had just been cut from red silk, two meters wide and more than ten meters long.
An Tong's calligraphy was a bit poor, and she originally wanted Yin Hang or the little girl to help write it, but after wasting several square meters of silk, An Tong was completely speechless and chose to do it herself.
Because Yin Hang wanted to stop him, he was kicked to the corner and waited for punishment. The little girl was half lying on the ground and was helping to grind the ink with some effort. There were splashes of ink on her face and clothes. She didn't know why. , when she really needed her help, she finally showed a vaguely happy expression.
"Honey, please spare me. Let's stop writing banners. I'm afraid the society will die..." Yin Hang felt that he could save a little more.
"It must be written," An Tong's face was covered with ink, and then he said viciously: "I have to post it at the door of those guys and ask them to rob us!"
"Honey, I was wrong. Besides, this silk is so expensive. Why don't we keep it and exchange it for money?"
"Ha, then I also...oh, is this thing silk?!"
(End of chapter)
