Seeing that there were still people who wanted it, the other five people with Bai Yan were overjoyed.
Although the fat guy who led them didn't look as good as the other eight, he didn't care, as long as someone wanted him.
Soon all the freshmen left with their respective leaders, and Bai Yan and the others also followed Fatty, not knowing where they were going.
"Well, uncle, which hospital do we belong to?" At this time, Bai Yan finally asked.
"Uncle? Am I that old? Call me senior brother. I'm only twenty-eight this year."
The fat man stared at Bai Yan with big copper bell eyes and said angrily.
Then he said disdainfully: "We don't belong to any of the courtyards. How can the eight courtyards be compared with us?"
After hearing this, everyone was a little excited, and one person said happily: "Is it possible that we are all the proud sons of heaven, superior to the eight courtyards?"
Fatty Senior Brother nodded and said proudly: "Yes, we are the Miscellaneous Affairs Department outside the Eighth Courtyard!"
Miscellaneous Department....
Hearing this, the five people except Bai Yan looked like eggplants beaten by frost.
The dream was shattered, and then they remembered that although they all had spiritual roots in the previous test, they had the most rubbish first-grade spiritual roots.
It seems that he is only qualified to do odd jobs.
Fatty had already expected everyone's reaction and didn't care.
Hehe smiled and said: "You guys, don't underestimate our chore department. On the surface, we do all the dirty work, and we can't go to major departments to attend lectures. But only our chore department knows how many people there are here."
Moisturize.
In addition to not being able to become a powerful warrior, I guarantee that if you come in, you will never want to leave."
"Now, senior brother, let me briefly introduce the situation of our chore department.
What we are mainly responsible for is four words: food, clothing, housing and transportation."
“So our chore department is also divided into four rooms, the weaving room, the stove room, the construction room, and the manger room.
Each of the four houses has its own benefits, so I won’t go into details. Now I’ll allocate them to you.”
"If you have a lot of money and your name is so money-loving, then you should go to the weaving room."
"Bai Yan, let's see how thin you are, so come with me to the stove room."
"The remaining four of you boys, seeing as how stupid you are, two of you will go to build the house, and the other two will go to the manger room to get some training, and then allocate among yourself."
Senior Brother Fatty finished the assignment and they also arrived at the chore department area.
"Okay, let's go and report as assigned. Bai Yan, follow me."
Judging from his size, this fat senior brother is naturally from the Huozhaofang.
"Hey, senior brother, we finally have a new member in the stove room."
"Tsk, tsk, this boy looks fair and tender, but he is too thin. This is not good. He will have to be fair and fat when he comes to our stove room."
"..."
Just as Bai Yan approached the stove room with his fat senior brother, four big fat guys, each fatter than the last, came over.
There were only five people in Huozhaofang before Bai Yan arrived.
They surrounded Bai Yan as if they were looking at a new toy.
The palms as big as cattail leaf pinched various parts of Bai Yan's body.
"Let me introduce you, this is our junior brother Bai Yan from Huozhaofang. From now on he will be our Xiaoliu."
Senior Brother Fatty said to Bai Yan again: "As for us, our names are much easier to remember. If you call me Senior Brother, just call them Second Fatty, Third Fatty, and Fourth Fatty."
Bai Yan was speechless, is it so casual?
But when he first arrived, he still said politely: "Bai Yan has met all of you senior brothers."
Seeing Bai Yan's courtesy, the fat men were very impressed.
The senior brother continued: "Actually, my introduction to the chore department just now was a lie to you. There is only one place that really nourishes us, and that is our stove room.
The other three rooms are all real hard work. Only the stove room is the real paradise of the entire Qingshan Academy. Those boys were dejected and annoyed when they heard that we were from the chore department.
Only Xiaoliu, your spirit is the most to my liking."
After saying this, the senior brother winked at the third fat man, who immediately scooped out a bowl of thick soup from the steaming pot.
"Come on, come on, Xiao Liu, drink this bowl of soup. It's a meeting gift from the brothers."
The third fat man narrowed his eyes and handed the soup to Bai Yan.
The aroma is overflowing and makes people salivate.
"Thank you, Third Senior Brother."
Neither of the two ladies made a sound to remind them, so naturally the soup was fine.
I took a mouthful of soup after taking it.
"Haha, good job. Xiaoliu will be our biological brother from now on. Whoever dares to bully him in Qingshan Academy must first ask my big iron spoon."
Bai Yan was a little confused, didn't he just drink a bowl of soup? Why did the third senior brother have such a big reaction?
At this time, I heard the senior brother say: "Xiao Liu, do you know what that bowl of soup you drank is?"
Bai Yan shook his head.
The senior brother chuckled again and said: "This is the Bazhen soup that Ximen Hu, the vice-president of Tianyuan, specially brought materials for us to make. Among them, there are three second-grade spiritual herbs, and several other great tonics.
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It’s what he uses to open up his tendons.”
"Hehe, but this is all a trivial matter. As long as you entrust our stove room to help cook something, no matter who it is, no matter what it is, "start the pot and leave half of it" is the rule of our stove room."
As he spoke, the elder brother took a ladle of water and poured it into the pot.
Bai Yan understood clearly that he was trying to get him into trouble so that he could join them. After drinking the soup from the vice-president of Tianyuan, he was now considered a member of the gang.
Secretly, it’s really obscene, but I like it...
"This is the real benefit of our Huozhao House. Even the Eighth Courtyard cannot compare with us."
The eldest brother patted his round belly again and said, "Do you think our brothers are fat?
No, no, no, this is the essence that we have extracted from the mouths of the deans and elders of various colleges over the years, and these are the energy we have accumulated."
"With these accumulations, it's not your senior brother's bragging. I really don't like any of the disciples in the Eighth Campus."
The senior brother wiped his greasy face and then said something that Bai Yan would remember forever.
"The master leads us in. Cultivation depends on oneself. Those boys think that they can become strong after entering the Eight Great Courtyards and receiving systematic teaching from teachers?
Nothing, martial arts all the way depends on accumulation. What is accumulation? The constant supply of resources in our Huozao house is a kind of accumulation.
Apart from anything else, even if Tianyuan Diyuan asks me to be their chief disciple, I won’t go.”
Bai Yan was a little shocked. It was hard to imagine that these words came from the mouths of these fat and plain-looking men.
However, at this moment, his Dantian began to churn.
The bowl of Bazhen soup I drank earlier started to take effect.
The powerful medicinal effects converged into a stream of pure energy, and the ninth cyclone in the Dantian began to condense.