Ascension

Chapter 77
Since granting the Gray Moon Key and obtaining the first disciple.

Yehan-jun can indeed feel that even if he didn't do anything, the sea of ​​soul will ripple from time to time, and there will always be an indescribable throbbing, wandering deep in the flesh and blood.

This is - the state of accelerating the flow of authority!
With Su Mei bound, a steady stream of experience poured into the body.

However, it is +1+1 on weekdays.

The pink ostrich broke through just now, and under the attention of hundreds of people, it won the first star of excellence.

Su Mei gained achievements and gained self-confidence. While reaping "joy" and "sense of accomplishment", Mr. Ye Han also shared heart-warming experience, and walked steadily on the road of growth.

"This shortcut is really good..."

"I don't know which lucky little guy the second disciple will be..."

In a good mood, Mr. Yehan went to Shizi Old Street.

This time, he found a well-established pharmacy to dispose of the excess black bamboo rice balls.

The process is also very simple. Show off your teaching assistant badge, directly indicating that this is not made by yourself, but sold by a certain tutor.

Then, under the warm reception of the shop owner, one of them was used as an experimental product.

An old man with weak Qi, after eating it half-believingly, his face became red in a short while. Not only could he break his own crutches with his bare hands, but he could also climb thirty floors in one go. It's not easy.

"Hahaha, I feel ten years younger!"

"Which instructor made this rice ball? This effect is comparable to the best qi-invigorating elixir!"

"Boss, make an offer."

Mr. Ye Han refused to answer, but reminded emphatically:

"If the price is right, after a while, if there are similar rice balls, I will continue to work with you."

"Is this true?"

The boss stroked his beard and smiled.

After thinking for a while, he ordered the waiter in the shop to send a bag of spirit stones, and Mr. Yehan weighed them, 100 pieces in total.

"Mr. teaching assistant, the effect of your miraculous food is indeed powerful, and it is definitely first-class in the same rank."

"But your seven-day validity period is too embarrassing. I can't offer a higher price. After all, I have to sell it as soon as possible, and I can't let the product rot in my hands."

"Okay, deal."

Lord Yehan nodded, without delaying anything, turned around and left with the Lingshi bag.

According to his estimation, one black bamboo rice ball can sell 12-15 low-grade spirit stones.

10 pieces for one, the other party is profitable, and you can save yourself a lot of trouble. It is a mutual benefit and win-win situation, so there is nothing to hesitate.

……

There is no rush to buy life-saving props, nor is there a rush to buy ritual materials needed for flower candles.

Mr. Yehan first bought some higher-quality ingredients than the cafeteria, which he ate for himself and for candles, and prepared to take them back to his residence and store them in the freezer.

"what?"

Before arriving at the post station, a white paper crane with flapping wings suddenly swirled and swooped down.

Lord Yehan stretched out his hand and let the paper crane land on the palm of his right hand, with a slightly strange look on his face.

This is the messenger crane.

It is not a magical item, but the only active power of the "Messenger".

As long as it is marked by the courier, the messenger crane can slowly cross an extremely long distance until it finds the final goal.

Of course, this way of transmitting information is not efficient enough, and not safe enough.

Under normal circumstances, it will only be used when passing messages that are not particularly important or not particularly secret.

"Who sent me the letter?" Mr. Yehan felt strange.

Entering the Canghai Pavilion, there are actually very few people who claim to really know each other.

Those who can be related are only Jiang Yongnian, Tu Long... If they are exhausted, count the people in the rescue center.

"Wow—"

When the paper crane was taken apart, it lost its vitality in an instant and turned into a blank sheet of paper.

I saw black ink flowing, and first appeared a face that was [-]% to [-]% similar to Mr. Ye Han, confirming the identity of the reader.

Afterwards, the ink trickled and floated against gravity, forming a half-length portrait bit by bit.

The portrait is particularly familiar. Wearing hair-knitted clothes, he is as thin as a stick, with sharper eyes... Who else could it be if it wasn't Si Kongwei, the teaching assistant next to Tu Long?
Lord Yehan probed into a trace of soul power.

Immediately, another trace of residual soul power, as if it had found a vent, immediately connected with him.

"Mr. Han, there is something to inform."

"I don't know if you ever heard that when you were applying for a teaching assistant, whether you are a tutor or a teaching assistant, you have to complete a certain amount of "teaching indicators" every once in a while, otherwise there is a risk of dismissal. "

"For our faculty and staff who have been stably hired, it will only happen once every two or three months on average."

"But for newly recruited teaching assistants, there will be one in the first month, which is very common..."

The portrait on the white paper has not moved, but the voice in the spiritual world keeps ringing.

But that wasn't the real voice, but Sikong Wei's soul message.

With Ye Hanjun's soul power, he can receive it in a flash.

However—it took him a long time to digest this information.

The letter stated that the "teaching indicators" belonging to Mr. Yehan were distributed to Tianzi No. [-] Refining Workshop.

Because Sikong Wei and Dan Moore didn't know the exact location of his residence, they entrusted the soldiers guarding him to relay the news through paper cranes.

"We don't know if it's your bad luck, or if the senior management of the hospital heard that someone joined the job as a new family leader, they deliberately made things difficult."

"Your teaching indicators are the most troublesome category."

"For you, it is even more dangerous!"

""Survival in the wild", this is one of the small trials that the Canghai Pavilion conducts from time to time, and it is open to new family members. "

"The purpose is to help newcomers understand nature, and exercise their teamwork and personal survival skills through real field adventures and wild hunting."

"As the organizer, it is impossible for the college to let freshmen who are not deeply involved in the world mess around. After all, the core purpose of the small trial is 'transition' and 'experience'. Sending teaching assistants and mentors to accompany them is a link that will never be missing no matter what. .”

"You...are one of the 'lucky ones'."

"It would be great if Master Tu was here. With his contacts, he might be able to apply for you to exchange for a teaching index that is less difficult."

"Unfortunately, there is no 'if'..."

"Old Dan and I can't do anything, we can only wish you good luck."

"By the way, the gathering time is tomorrow evening, the third gate of the North Campus, please prepare your emergency supplies and equipment."

"As a colleague, I will give you a set of go-out clothing sewn by myself, which is insect-proof, anti-static, heat-resistant, and comfortable...a little thought."

……

Mr. Ye Han thought about it, and slowly crumpled the letter paper into a ball.

He has indeed heard about teaching indicators.

But I didn't expect it to come so fast and so suddenly.

Moreover, it is necessary to go to the wild.

It would be ridiculous to make people believe that this was a random selection.

In the end, it was Jiang Yongnian who deliberately made things difficult.

Or is it true that after hearing about his existence, the leaders of the hospital were dissatisfied, and deliberately set difficult indicators for themselves, wanting to let themselves retreat in spite of difficulties, and voluntarily resign as a teaching assistant?
Mr. Yehan couldn't come to a conclusion for the time being.

But he knew that unless he didn't want to stay in Canghai Pavilion any longer, this matter seemed to be settled like this.

"Survival in the wild..."

"Forget it, two days to prepare well, it may not be a bad thing at all..."

After clearing his mind, Mr. Yehan arrived at the station as quickly as possible, and then returned to Hutouyuan.

"Su Mei, open the door."

"Master Han!"

The door of residence 222 opened quickly.

Su Mei, who had already taken off her light armor and put on home clothes, had short emerald green hair with a moist floral fragrance, as if she had just taken a shower and hadn't had time to dry it all yet.

"Today I feel elated, a little bright." Mr. Yehan smiled.

"Hee hee, my current master is Master Han! How can I not fight for it!"

Su Mei smiled like a flower, and the small dimples on her cheeks looked cute.

The pink ostrich heard the sound and appeared from behind her, staring down condescendingly with a naive expression on his face.

"Master Han, come in and sit down, you don't need to stand by the door."

"No, I'm here to tell you something."

Mr. Yehan shook his head, his faint smile disappeared, and he turned to speak seriously:

"In the recent small trial of the academy, there is one called "Survival in the Wild", you should also sign up. "

"Survival in the wild?"

Su Mei noticed the change in the atmosphere, her smile gradually subsided, and she said in thought:

"I seem to have an impression of this name..."

"I remember! Sister Manman reminded me before that I can try to participate in this trial, maybe I can make the ostrich break through the rank!"

"Because I met you, Master Han, I have no intention of paying attention to other things these two days, so I have no idea of ​​signing up..."

Mr. Yehan nodded and said bluntly:
"I was chosen to be one of the assistant coaches with the team."

"This trial, the specific rules seem to be different every time, but I have already understood the core goal."

"You should sign up too. You have been a family leader for half a year and have never participated in real field battles. This is not a healthy growth model."

"What should be faced, must be faced."

"With the experience of death challenge as a foreshadowing, I think the possibility of your timidity before the battle will be greatly reduced, and you will do better than others."

"The rest is to abandon the redundant part of the daily training process and focus on more effective and efficient skill exercises."

"By the way, only the real field can broaden your horizons. If the knowledge you recorded on the spirit cloth scroll is not converted into practical results, your knight's road will not go far..."

"I see!"

Su Mei nodded solemnly, and a firm look flashed in her brown pupils.

"Hurry up and sign up, and then pack your bags."

Mr. Ye Han left the last sentence:

"Don't bring too many messy things, but the core life-saving props must not be missing."

"There are also wound medicines... the first time we met, I almost poisoned me with coagulation powder. Don't make this kind of low-level mistake in the trial."

"Yes, yes..." Su Mei blushed.

This kind of dark history that was dug out suddenly, the more I recall it, the more I want to find a hole to burrow into it.

"Quack! Quack!"

The pink ostrich called twice.

I don't know whether he likes the master's bright red face, or weakly condemns the black two-legged beast that has disappeared long ago.

In short, it has no idea that a new storm has arrived and a new adventure is about to begin.

(End of this chapter)