Ascension

Chapter 12 Pure White Tadpoles
"Then please help me register."

Mr. Yehan didn't blame the similar expression, and pretended to be helpless and said:

"As for the origin of this badge...it's a long story."

"Oh, got it."

The breeder took out his badge, bumped the two badges against each other, and the so-called registration was completed.

Then, Mr. Yehan pretended not to understand the subtext of "It's okay, I have plenty of time to listen to gossip" on his face, and just pulled a small trailer with a big plastic bottle and a shield turtle on it, and left the chick house from the nearest exit.

"Mysterious young man..."

The breeder watched from a distance until he couldn't see Mr. Yehan's back clearly, then returned to the breeding house to prepare today's nutrient solution for the chain vine.

"Chi Liu - Chi Liu -"

There was no bully shield turtle monopolizing the terrace, and the smelly tortoise and the phantom tortoise crawled over one after another, occupying the huge reef together.

As for vicious competition incidents, everyone here is honest and honest, and the main thing is to be courteous and humble, and similar situations have never happened again.

……

Mr. Ye Han looked up at the sky for a while, the night was already dark, and the stars all over the sky were like pearls scattered all over the ground.

Occasionally, a few clouds and mists would drift by, the stars would no longer blink, the moonlight would no longer pour out, and the darkness where he could not see his fingers made him enjoy it.

"Without a riding pet, it's really inconvenient to go anywhere."

"Fortunately, Mr. Jia said that the college has more than a dozen post stations, providing free cart service..."

"Roar! Roar!"

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On the trailer, the shielded tortoise was still struggling.

Every movement is saying: "Damn human beings, let me let this turtle go, or you won't be able to take care of yourself for the rest of your life!"...

Of course, this is all in vain.

The iron chain entanglement of the chain vine is too strong, even if it has been cut off from the main body, it will no longer be supplied with energy by the main body.

With the current rank of the shield turtle, it is impossible to break free no matter what.

"Keep shouting, shout out your throat and see if anyone cares about you."

Mr. Yehan patted the metal-like big iron shell, and on the corner of the deserted street, he showed a devilish smile.

"Roar……"

For some reason, the always domineering shield turtle faltered suddenly.

After reacting, he seemed to be ashamed of his own changes, and began to bite the rattan lock harder, like a crazy lunatic.

Mr. Yehan no longer pays attention to it.

Four or 10 minutes later, I finally found a station.

The so-called post stations are all kinds of wagons pulled by spirits, and they are often huge carriages that can accommodate 40 to [-] people.

Its nature is equivalent to the bus in the previous life, and its purpose is to help the master who does not have a ride to shorten the time to go to various places.

Mr. Yehan swiped his badge and got into a wooden carriage operated by "Coachman" and "Big Foot Horse".

The rank of Big Foot Horse is Xiao Cheng, the fetus of Xia Zhao.

If you ride directly, the driving speed is at least twice that of the giant bird, and it is more durable, and you will not get tired for two or three hours.

But when it pulls a huge carriage and carries more than [-] passengers, its actual driving speed is not much faster.

As a result, when Mr. Yehan arrived at his destination and got off the bus, it was already 11 o'clock in the evening.

"drop--"

Swipe the badge more and more proficiently to enter the door, and the continuous buildings come into view.

They are all single-family villas, and the distance between the buildings is extremely far. The color of the buildings is either white or black, and the style is quite simple.

Mr. Yehan listened carefully, and could faintly hear the roar of lions and tigers, and the screams of birds, but overall it was quiet and quiet, in line with the living environment he wanted above the pass line.

"Black, it means that it has been bound by someone, no matter whether it is checked in or not, outsiders cannot enter."

"White means 'idle'."

"Although Canghai Pavilion seems to have more than a dozen residential areas, there are more idle houses here than I imagined..."

Mr. Yehan classified this phenomenon as a "secondary housing".

Ordinary students, unless they are willing to spend money, can only live in third-level houses for free.

Only teaching assistants, or elite students, are eligible to use the secondary housing for free as their habitat.

As for the first-level housing... that's where the official tutor lives.

For example, Jiang Yongnian built a castle by himself by the lake in the east - this is his exclusive right, and outsiders can only stare in envy.

"That's it, No. 233, let's start a new life with this as the dividing line."

Mr. Yehan was too lazy to choose, but the villas closest to the gate were occupied, so he was forced to walk 500 meters to find a white house.

Knocking the personal badge on the door is like dripping thick ink into the water. The wall was still white and flawless one second, and turned into pure black the next second.

"Squeak-"

As soon as the door was opened, the warm yellow wall lamp automatically lit up, and everything within sight, whether it was the corridor in front or the hall in the distance, instantly became brightly lit.

Mr. Yehan glanced at it roughly, and saw that the interior was still in a simple style.

However, the difference from the previous life is that the villa with an area of ​​at least 1000 square meters has only one floor inside.

The distance from the ceiling to the stone tile floor is a full 30 meters.

This is the conventional design structure of the spirit world - only a house that meets the living conditions of human beings, and only mortals may be forced to choose.

As long as he is a family master, he has a contract with the family spirit in his hand.

Even if it is a clay sculpture of the first rank, even if it is inherently small, it does not take up much space.

Houses with a height of three to four meters will still greatly limit their activity area.

Living in such an environment for a long time can lead to depression at least, and decline in physical function at worst. No one dares to design this way.

"Ventilation runes, hot and cold water system, flame circulation device, automatic smoke exhaust system, metal cooking table, freezer and fresh-keeping device, closet full of ordinary clothes, disaster warning device..."

Mr. Yehan walked around roughly, although the living conditions in the past were not comparable.

But at any rate, everything was new, and there was no trace of human use. This alone gave him a small sigh of relief.

"Little bully, your days of domineering are over, come in for me."

Back at the door, Mr. Ye Han took a little effort to move the shield turtle up the steps, and then threw it into the house.

During the whole process, the shield tortoise struggled desperately and refused to cooperate with anything.

Mr. Yehan shook his head slightly, letting it roar like a beast, and ignored it.

"Unkempt and sweaty, such an anxious day is finally over!"

Close the door, and confirm that the defensive pattern imprinted on the wall is in operation.

Another look at the plastic bottle, everything is normal.

Mr. Yehan thought for a while, but after all, the temptation to take a hot bath first was better, so when the smile bloomed on his face, it was as bright as it could be.

"boom!"

The bathroom door was pushed open, and his eyes lit up again.

Others can be simple and crude, but also tolerable.

If this bathroom cuts corners, Mr. Yehan will really hate it to death.

Fortunately, the actual situation is that the bathing area is not small, and the facilities are quite complete, even distinguishing between bathtubs for human beings and shower kits for spirits.

Hearing a cry, choosing a fragrance, lighting a candle, testing the water temperature, taking a bath with floral soap... Mr. Yehan wished to wash himself off.

"It's just a pity. It's a special situation now. There is no young maid to help undress, and there is no beautiful dancer playing the piano and performing the splits. The experience will be somewhat reduced..."

Mr. Yehan felt a little regretful, but he was also content.

After a busy day, I was so moved that I was able to take a hot bath in the evening and almost shed tears.

This is one of the few insistences of him who claims to have only "a little" cleanliness.

"Huh... comfortable! It's so comfortable!"

"Spending some time in the bath every day is simply one of the greatest enjoyments in life!"

After a full hour, Mr. Ye Han, who was still as pale as snow all over his body, slowly crawled out of the bathtub, with steam rising from the top of his head.

The first thing he did was to throw the black windbreaker he wore during the day into the trash can, then washed his hands three times, and went to the closet next door to randomly find a suit of clothes that fit him.

In this way, Mr. Yehan felt completely alive, with a renewed sense of refreshment from the inside to the outside, and the whole person needed more pas.

"Wash away the dust, that's about it."

Stretching fiercely, Mr. Ye Han grinned.

Think of what to do next, play it safe, and check your body again.

Especially make sure that there is no obvious dirt residue in places like nail crevices-this is a very important detail!

After everything was ready, Mr. Ye Han returned to the trailer, ignored the shield turtle who was staring at him as if he was going to eat him, hugged the big plastic bottle, and started to move to the bathroom.

"Whoa, whoa-"

There are two bathtubs in the bathroom, the one of medium size is reserved for oneself, and the other is of a larger size, which is just used to carry the messy things in the plastic bottles.

One-eyed goldfish, bubble fish, jumping shrimp, mini crab, blue water algae, green water grass...

These are the lowest species in the natural ecology. Although most of them can be defined as spirits, they are too weak and ordinary.

Even the family masters with G-level powers will only consider contracting them when they are at the end of their ropes.

"Go, go, play while you go."

Mr. Ye Han chased away the fearless miniature crabs, and dug and dug and dug in the big bathtub. It took a lot of effort to catch what he wanted.

It was a "stone", cold to the touch.

There are speckled gray patterns on it, which looks dirty and does not have much aesthetic feeling.

Put a little more force on your fingers, and it still has a hard texture when you pinch it.

Hitting the edge of the bathtub made the sound of crackling stones.

——No matter how you judge, this is no different from normal pebbles.

"Little guy, your heart is too big. Being held in your hands, your life is in danger at any time. Don't you have any sense of crisis?"

Mr. Yehan seemed to have found something he loved, and he couldn't put it down to play with it, but he never forgot to complain.

"Hiss~~~"

I don't know if his reminder has taken effect.

The stone in his hand suddenly turned over.

Like frozen jelly slowly melting, the "stone" becomes a little longer and thinner, and the mottled color on the surface is like jewelry that washes away dirt, and instantly becomes pure and translucent.

"Eye?" ()
The little creature the size of a baby's palm flicked its tail.

The long tail drags behind, like a girl's braid.

When it raised its upper body and opened a pair of eyes like rice grains on its big head, it cast a spiritually curious gaze at Mr. Ye Han.

Lord Yehan sighed sincerely, taking the soul as the starting point of the storm, and was completely fascinated by this kind of pure creature.

"Qualification... identification!"

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[race name]: pure white tadpole
[Chaos Seal]: "Clean"

【Major】: Clean Tao/Pure Tao

[rank]: Embryo of Clay Sculpture·Xuyin
[Chaos Spirit Pattern]: 88 patterns "Moving as a Stone"

[Core Personality]: "Innocent"

【Current Status】：Wake up
[Contract relationship]: None

(End of this chapter)