After Fusang finished sharing the sour plum soup, her whole body was covered in sweat. Hululu drank a bowl of it herself and felt much refreshed.
"Woman, come here!" Feng Teng shouted.
Fusang turned around and saw that Wangyou and Hemerocallis had already held up a sunshade for Fengteng and were fanning Fengteng. Sure enough, there was an obvious class hierarchy. The boss was the boss, with his legs crossed above him, enjoying being served.
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Fuso ignored her and continued to patrol, glancing at the shadows of the trees. It was almost time.
"Everyone, the time is almost up. Please check again and remember to write down your names. Otherwise, if it passes, I won't be able to find you!"
"Wangyou, Hemerocallis, go over and collect the papers!"
Wangyou and Hemerocallis looked at each other,
"Miss Hai, this..."
"Go!" Feng Teng picked up a piece of snack and said casually.
After getting permission, the two of them went to take back the papers one by one.
"It's so difficult! I've lived for hundreds of years, and this is the first time I've encountered a problem!"
"I don't seem to have written a single question!"
"I can't even write my own name! We are on the battlefield, so where is the writer holding a pen?"
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The monsters began to discuss among themselves again, and it could be heard that most of them were tragic.
After watching everyone go out one after another, Fusang sat slumped on the stone stool. God, I am so tired!
"Miss Hai, have some snacks and rest!" Wangyou handed a cup of tea and some snacks to Fusang.
"Thank you!" Fusang took the tea and took a sip. Why did he hear no movement behind him? When he looked back, he found that Feng Teng had fallen asleep leaning on the chair.
Fusang got up and went into the house to get a blanket to cover Feng Teng, while he sat on the edge and turned over the papers one by one.
Huo Kui was bored and read with him. What made the two of them dumbfounded was that half of the papers were blank, without a word written on them. If they could see someone with a name written on them, they would be excited for a while.
"Sir Huo Kui, the quality of your army is really bad. Look, how many people can you find who can write their own names?" Not to mention the content of the test papers, just those who can write their own names.
All of them impressed Fusang.
"Our Dragon King army goes into battle to kill the enemy, and we are not just writing. Isn't it great that you can write? If you ask those literate people to go to the battlefield and have a look, they will definitely be chopped into pieces by the enemy! If you can't save your life, why talk about reciting poems?
Do the right thing! It's all bullshit!" Huo Kui defended Dajun, and of course he defended himself. Although he knew how to read, he really didn't even understand the mess.
Fusang rolled her eyes at Huo Kui,
"Strong words! Hurry up and pick out the blank papers. You can continue next time!"
Huo Kui had no choice but to pick papers silently.
When Fusang saw Suzhu's paper, his eyebrows were raised. Unexpectedly, this guy looked dull and knew a lot about medical things. After quickly browsing the paper, Fusang directly determined the first candidate.
Suzhu.
In fact, if Suzhu didn't come by himself, Fusang planned to ask Huo Kui to call him.
Fuso found that grading papers was much easier than handing out papers and invigilating exams. They were all blank, and even if there were answers written on them, they were only a few numbers.
So Fuso really couldn't pick out ten from the hundreds of monster answers, so he tried hard, but in the end he only found five.
Holding these five papers, Fusang turned them over left and right, wanting to kick them out again, but Suzhu was left alone, but that would be too ugly. She put a lot of effort into organizing this event, but in the end she picked out this
Aren't you just slapping yourself in the mouth?
"Well~" Feng Teng stretched greatly and yawned,
"Is everything done?" His eyes glanced at Fusang, who was sitting and whispering to Huo Kui.
"Yeah!" Fusang responded weakly.
It's been quite a stressful day today.
Feng Teng took the five papers from Fusang's hand and glanced at the names, feeling a little funny.
"Tsk, tsk, it's really not easy for you to dig out these people!"
but,
"Can you recruit a few more girls?"
Five of them, four of them are men, Feng Teng can't worry about letting Fusang hang out among men all day long.
"Men have good physical strength. In a situation like last time, the girl would just lie down when she was tired, and the man could run around, and even carry the injured, so that he could move to another location and continue to heal!" Fusang responded without thinking,
Pointing to Su Zhu’s paper,
"Look, Su Zhu is actually quite knowledgeable in pharmacology. If you train him carefully, you will definitely achieve great results! In this way, after I leave the Dragon Palace, the army will have nothing to worry about!"
"Miss Hai, are you leaving the Dragon Palace?" Before Feng Teng could speak, Huo Kui screamed like a woman.
"Well, I still have a lot of things to deal with at home, so I have to go home first!" Fusang quickly glanced at Feng Teng's unhappy face and immediately added,
"I'll be back as soon as I finish taking care of things!"
Fusang suddenly realized that he was very concerned about Feng Teng's feelings, and would feel flustered at the slightest sign of trouble.
"I said I would accompany you!" Feng Teng glared at Fusang. Does this woman still want to leave the Dragon Palace without authorization and leave him behind so that he can continue to worry?
"Actually, it doesn't matter if I don't need you to accompany me!" Fusang lowered his head, a little shy, but there was a hint of sweetness in his heart.
"Dragon King, you just came back, are you leaving the Dragon Palace again?" Huo Kui asked anxiously,
"If you leave, won't the Dragon Palace become leaderless again?"
"I've been leaderless for a thousand years, how can I still live a good life!" Feng Teng glanced sideways at Huo Kui.
"No, Dragon King, I'm under a lot of pressure. Do you know how I got here in the past thousand years? Ah! This can simply be described as inhumane and horrible!" Huo Kui kept chattering for himself.
Fair enough, besides, it’s not known how many years it will be before Lord Dragon King leaves. If another thousand years comes, he will die of exhaustion!
"Ah~ I'm sleepy. You guys chat slowly and continue discussing this issue. I'll go back and take a rest first!" Fusang yawned. She was not interested in the internal affairs of their Dragon Palace. If Feng Teng didn't accompany her, she would
It doesn't matter, at most I just miss you a little more.
"Dragon King, you have to think about your subordinates. How difficult it is for them!" Huo Kui continued to fight with the Dragon King, but was knocked away by the Dragon King's palm.
"Huo Kui, when did you become such a girl and so wordy? Could it be that in the past thousand years..." Feng Teng paused for a moment and glanced at an important position under Huo Kui's body.
Huo Kui looked around and saw three black lines hanging on his forehead.
"Dragon King, I am a normal man!"
"You are the general manager of the Dragon Palace!"
"What's wrong with Ouchi?"
"Aren't all the chief internal officers, um, um, what about~?"
"I'm not!" Huo Kui rubbed his long hair frantically. He was crazy. He was crazy. He worked hard without complaining, but in the end he was misunderstood by the Dragon King as a eunuch. This made him feel so embarrassed!
"Dragon King, you have hurt my heart so much. I have now decided to officially resign from you! I don't want to be the general manager anymore. I want to march and fight with Huanye, wuwuwu~" Huo Kui covered his face and cried, and ran away.
Feng Teng rolled his eyes. With this posture and tone, it would be difficult to avoid misunderstanding!