We've come to this point, what's the difference between me not helping you and a heartless scumbag?
Liang De mobilized the Xuanhai Xuanqi, unfolded the roller-shaped "Wrath of Water Element" under his body and transformed it into a moving sidewalk. The growing sidewalk continued to move forward with the faint sound of tides, and extended to the outside of the stadium.
He stretched out his hand and tore off the compartment door that had three big holes in it, pulled up the wooden art ruler and stood on the moving walkway.
Liang De hugged his stiff shoulders and patted him twice, raised his head and said to the ceiling:
"Master, I don't have anything else to say. Do you have anything else to say?"
Chang Duanxuan's voice sounded from Mu Yigui's ears:
"Master Nephew Mu, since you have made up your mind, I have nothing to advise you.
Don't go anywhere else these days, just stay here and wait for Lao Yuan to come back while participating in my project to promote martial ethics.
No matter how you choose to die, you must see him one last time."
Mu Yigui nodded in agreement, "Uncle Master, I understand."
"Ade, from now on let Mu Yiqi take care of the boy in yellow clothes and use the sword. You can just be responsible for the girl in white clothes alone."
"Understood." Liang De agreed readily.
There is one less person to take care of and one less thing to worry about. It is like a family with two children who is very happy when one of them is sent to someone else's house to help with homework every day.
Chang Duanxuan finished explaining the business and said:
"Okay, you two find a place to take a shower and change clothes and then come back.
Nephew Mu, I asked Xunqiao to leave some food for you. Whether you die or live, no matter what you want to do, you must fill your stomach first."
After he said this, he took back the martial arts spirit that shrouded the sky over the gymnasium.
Liang De's eyes lit up, and he immediately turned his attention to the body of the main body that was undergoing painful training in Haina Huanzang.
He said to himself:
"It's so troublesome. Why don't you just go there with a new body? It can also save water resources. It's nice and fast. Wouldn't it be nice?"
"Uncle Chang said 'you', not 'you'... That was the food left for me."
Mu Yigui looked at Liang De's eagerness to try, and almost suspected that he had heard something wrong just now.
Liang De said: "Brother Gui, you are trying to judge a gentleman with a villain's heart. What I am talking about is changing your body.
Look at how you are now, with stagnation of meridians and disordered qi and blood. Can you eat well? My senior brother's cooking skills have been ruined for nothing.
I've thought about it for you. I'll lend you a new body for you to wear and eat in a while. Just return it to me after you're done. If you're a friend, I won't charge you any rent."
"Then I won't eat for free?"
"You have to live and die, so what else can you eat? It's not a good idea to save some food.
The most precious thing in life is experience!
Brother Gui, let me tell you, the important thing is not to be full, but to have eaten."
When Liang De talked about his emotional point, he accidentally swallowed the heaven and earth method against his luck. He raised his hand and poured hundreds of kilograms of nutrients, sugar, fat, and protein into Mu Yigui's body. It was so sweet that it made him sad.
Panicked by oil.
After pouring the feed, he slapped Mu Yigui on the back:
"You see you are full now, but are you happy?"
The wood craftsman who was stretched into a roly-poly shape was shaken and almost pushed into the sea of excrement.
"I will remember this grudge." Mu Yigui was so angry that his teeth itched with hatred.
"Brother Gui, you are going to die, so why should you hold any grudges? You can't get revenge anyway, so just calm down and be gentle." Liang De said in a serious tone.
"...Why did you take out your phone again? Want to send a video?"
Liang De explained:
"I just contacted the general affairs and asked them to send a few more school workers and a few more construction machines to clean up the mess.
Just be at ease, Brother Gui, I'm not the kind of person who does things in vain."
"What do you mean this is unnecessary???" Mu Yigui's eyes widened.
"Brother Gui, are you trying to use a double entendre to make me laugh?"
"You damn... I'll be the first to kill you when I can move!"
…
Early the next morning, four work-study students stood with their hands behind their backs in front of the grocery store, waiting for Assistant Professor Liang's next instruction.
The faces of Wu Cang, Lian Ye and Jian Xuan were exactly the same. The three faces looked like discs cut from the same glutinous rice blood sausage.
And Feng Lielie's face was simply pale. His cheeks that were originally white and rosy were now so transparent that his bones could be seen.
Last night, the trio suddenly fell into coma outside the cesspit. When they woke up, they had no memory of what happened.
According to Assistant Professor Liang, who later rescued them, they were hit from behind by the shock wave of a septic tank methane explosion, and at the same time inhaled a large amount of toxic gases, resulting in memory loss after they fell into coma.
The three young people who participated in the lap test with enthusiasm never imagined that what they would gain was not a self-service card for Tungrilou, but an indelible stain on their lives.
Fortunately, I don’t remember anything anymore!
Although Feng Lielie, who stayed behind to help with the cooking, escaped unharmed, she was suspected of having acute food poisoning after eating the Shili Ginkgo biloba made by Assistant Professor Sun. Her roommate who was found to be in a bad condition was sent to the school hospital.
However, the examination results at the school hospital showed that she was very healthy. Gastric lavage and internal temperature maintenance were not effective. The medical team on duty had no choice but to give her fluids and fluids.
So Feng Lielie held the trash can on the hospital bed and vomited from midnight to dawn, almost vomiting out his entire digestive system.
After vomiting, she looked like a jelly skeleton.
Taking time off due to illness?
Assistant Professor Liang, who was in charge of her, rejected it outright!
"I also ate that plate of Shili ginkgo, why am I fine?
As a warrior, continuing to work despite being sick is the most basic quality, not to mention the school hospital saying you are not sick? Just go to work as usual!"
This made the trio of cesspools secretly decide not to touch anything made by Assistant Professor Sun from now on, even if they were hungry. Each of these old people was more twisted than the last. Who knows what the hell they added to the food.
"It's still some time before today's activities to promote martial ethics begin. Let me just say a few words."
Liang De ate the last piece of bacon pie, walked back and forth in front of the four work-study students with his hands behind his back, and then said:
"You all already know what happened last night, and your performance can only be described in one word, that is, it smells bad!
I heard that besides Feng Lielie, the three of you also thought about taking a leave of absence?
Is it ridiculous to stop in fear of a small setback? Do you still have school spirit and motto in your heart?"
"Report to the teaching assistant."
Jian Xuan, who was wearing black clothes and a red face, raised his right hand and said weakly:
"Our school... doesn't seem to have a school motto."
Assistant Professor Liang’s face was not red and his heart was not beating, and he said:
“So what if there is a school motto? What if there is no school motto?
Does this have anything to do with what I said? Don’t you understand the point of what I said? Am I talking about whether there is a school motto?
The point I'm talking about is, don't give in easily just because of a small setback.
When I first started practicing kung fu in school, I was beaten to death an average of 1.3 times a day, leaving no trace of my body.
On the second day, I still insisted on going to school and never asked for leave!
What kind of spirit is this?
I hope you can think carefully about what I said and don’t let my hard work turn into a donkey’s liver and lungs.”
"I understand, Assistant Professor Liang."
Jian Xuan lowered his head in shame, and his hands behind his back twisted the hem of his clothes in embarrassment.
"It's good to know."
Liang De nodded and said:
"Okay, let me tell you about today's task schedule."