Haotian was not good at words and saw the hidden truth; he was just afraid that Wang Man's identity would be exposed and punished by the academy, so although he was a little confused about Jiawen's change, he stopped asking and just said: "You are my holy warrior.
Your Majesty, the election has been completed. The three of you will confirm the quota information and the task will be over."
Jiawen was thinking a lot, and Xin Zhao behind him hesitated to speak, but he was helplessly discouraged by Jiawen's eyes.
Seeing that the instructor of the Holy Martial Palace was about to shine, Jiawen had no choice but to give up. After formally reviewing the personnel information, he put the list into his hand, and a ball of flame rose up and turned into ashes.
The process of the martial arts competition is roughly like this. After the candidate is determined, the next protagonist will no longer belong to the leadership here. Of course, in the eyes of the public, the protagonist will not be the referee.
After the decision-making by the upper management of the students is finalized, the big policy will be solved.
The people at the top were relaxed and contented, while the people at the bottom were extremely excited and gearing up to fight for the future.
Outside the kitchen door of Zhanlong Hall, there is a park full of rockeries. At this moment, behind the vivid stone carvings, a masked spirit man is silently avoiding the detection of the sentry.
The masked man looked around at the defense and found that there was only one cook in the room. The cook was a second-level magician. As for why the magician was cooking in the kitchen, most people probably wanted to try the tip of the tongue.
yummy for all kinds of reasons.
Upon seeing this, the masked man pulled down his mask, revealing Jackson's handsome and gloomy face. He kept smiling and walked towards the kitchen.
"Hey, brother, why don't you go back to bed at this late hour?" The cook saw someone coming out and was on guard. When he saw it was Jackson, he relaxed a lot.
"I'm hungry, come here and find something to eat." Jackson said decadently and walked up to him weakly. He looked really hungry.
"I'm happy to serve you. Come with me." The cook said and turned to open the door.
Jackson followed behind him and walked into the hall to look at the remaining food in the iron pot. He suddenly felt secretly happy and asked with a hesitant look: "Brother, is this food leftover every day?"
"Yes, there are leftovers every day." The cook was a little embarrassed. There was no need to answer. Jackson also knew the purpose of the leftovers. They must have been used in the big pot of rice the next day, but Jackson's worries were unnecessary.
Because there was a small pot next to the big pot, but it was empty. The cook knew that Jackson was not a poor second generation, so in order to avoid arousing resentment, he hurriedly pointed to the small pot and explained: "This is specially used to cook for noble sons.
The pot, the food is delicious and the price is...affordable.”
Jackson hummed expressionlessly and glanced at the leftover stoneware standing by the wall.
The food and daily life of the Zhan Zhan Academy has strong aristocratic characteristics. For example, each person has an exclusive eating utensil, and each person's tools will be placed in a cabinet accordingly.
The ark is where Jackson is staring at at the moment. The small grids on it are full of names. This is where the various utensils are placed!
I am very curious about the rules left by this academy. For powerful fourth-level spiritual beings, sometimes there is no need to replenish energy for several days. However, for students who have always been fair, such unspoken rules are undoubtedly harmful.
The cook saw Jackson's doubts, and then followed up and echoed in his ear: "Reply, sir, this is where everyone stores the utensils."
"Yeah, I got it." Jackson quickly locked on Jace's location among a bunch of dense names. After silently memorizing the coordinates above, Jackson left with just a few words.
"Sir, aren't you hungry?" the cook asked.
Jackson turned around and glared fiercely, and said coldly: "Nonsense, but is that what I eat? Let's save it for those students who can't afford large amounts of silver coins tomorrow."
"Yes, the young master is scolding me for talking too much." The cook shook his body uneasily and nodded to Jackson repeatedly to apologize.
Seeing the cook like this, Jackson also felt better, his face softened, and he threw out two gold coins and handed them to the cook.
The latter's hands contracted helplessly, but after seeing the golden light, they suddenly tensed up intuitively.
"Put it away. Although it doesn't solve my hunger problem, I have violated the precept by coming here privately. You can keep this gold coin. I had a bad attitude just now. I'm sorry."
The cook was startled and didn't wake up from Jackson's abnormality at all. This sudden change of face made him feel a little ashamed and a little frightened.
Two gold coins can be exchanged for two hundred silver coins, which is enough for a poor student to live for half a semester; in a place like Zhan Zhan College, where dignitaries and dignitaries are full of materialism, there are certainly not a few people who spend a lot of money, but as a cook, it is considered
It is rare for the most inconspicuous character in the academy to be rewarded with two gold coins at a time.
Jackson's intention was also very obvious. The purpose of the winter spring grass he collected from the mountains behind the academy was to put medicine in Jace's food, so that Jace would withdraw from the martial arts competition very early.
As for giving gold coins to the cook, it has nothing to do with kindness. It is just an unintentional act out of compassion.
But for the cook, Jackson was his special someone. Compared to Jackson's indifferent departure, the cook was even more excited. He stood in front of Jackson, nodded and bowed, and praised him again.
"Okay, I haven't got anything to eat, so I'm going to have a rest." Jackson happily patted the cook on the shoulder. The latter had a humble attitude and was naturally happy as he weighed the heavy gold coins.
Until Jackson left, the cook was still immersed in joy; if the cook knew that Panson received a reward of 10,000 gold coins from Jess just for sending a letter of challenge, he would suddenly suffocate and die!
When Jackson returned to the dormitory, he took out a small bag from his private storage box while others were sleeping, and left quickly; his next stop was the dense forest at the back door of the students. With the recent wind and the emergency, the area had become deserted.
In the uninhabited area, the winter spring grass in the capsule will transform there and become a powerful medicine that can paralyze the spirit at regular intervals.
Under the protection of the night, Jackson arrived quietly, pretending to wander around twice, and then hid in the weeds when he found no one.
What's funny is that the wooden tower on the back mountain stands quietly, making fun of Jackson's stupid actions silently. The wooden tower has been standing nearby for many years, and no one knows what the mystery is here.
Jackson took out the family's pharmaceutical blueprints. Compared with the "Beauty Picture" in Wang Man's hand, it looked shoddy. I believe that the medicine made from winter spring grass would not be that refined, but for Jackson,
As long as you achieve your goal, you have succeeded.
A servant of a Xiling mainland family, everything he does is to help the person he protects, Frank!
It can be seen that the family behind Frank is a well-trained and strict group that obeys its word. From giving Frank potions to taking risks to collect medicines to secretly targeting Jace in private, it is enough to show that Jackson treats the young master of the family absolutely.
loyalty.
When energy fluctuations occurred in the hidden area, and acrid thick smoke rose from the jungle, Jackson held a mysterious flame in his hand. As soon as the flame came out, the air around him was suffocated, and there was nothing new at all.
The flames flickered, and in a small and closed energy space, the winter spring grass inside was evaporating the water in the leaves; in a short time, the leaves turned into a waxy yellow, the shape of the buds remained unchanged, and the buds in the heart were empty.
They form a cluster, seeking movement in silence, seemingly turning into ashes in the wind.
At this point, Jackson's vision was sharp, he put away the kinetic energy of the flames, and the suppression of the space disappeared. Suddenly the flower buds turned into a puddle of powder, sprinkled in the palm of his hand.
"Hey, Jess, I want you to know the consequences of being the young master of our family." Jackson's cheeks twitched, his face was ferocious, and he completely lost the mental outlook of a student.
The tall wooden tower looked down at the surrounding land in a daze. On the wooden spire, there was a strange energy line swimming from beginning to end. This energy was not detectable by ordinary people, and not something Jackson could feel.
Thinking about the upcoming martial arts competition, the scenes have been finalized in Jackson's mind. Frank, who has received the double potion, must have unprecedented strength and aura. When facing Jace, the latter can only be beaten;
Because this would risk being discovered by the dean and the referee, Jackson had already summoned Frank, and the two secretly implemented another plan.
There were many twists and turns between the two of them, and their choices were changed three times, which shows that they are still afraid of the students' insight.
Now with the potion of winter spring grass, the enemy can be defeated invisible.
In the academy, it can be said that the storm is surging, and all the heroes are rising up; even Wang Man is excited; after all, from the time Arenas first met Rodman to now, he has transformed from a child full of curiosity about the magical world to a professional.
Although the mature young man with fighting spirit still retains his childishness, he is no longer Wu Xia Amon.
For two days, the entire Lingshan fell into a dead silence. After everyone vented their excitement, they began to secretly improve their strength and trump cards. What's more, outstanding students will receive one-on-one personal instruction from their instructors in the middle of the night.
After all, their seniority and long-standing battlefield experience are an endless treasure trove in the eyes of students.
The wind is light and the clouds are light, and the sky is dark in the sky; in the garden square below the meeting hall, the evening drums and morning bells warn every eager heart, until the new bell rings, and a new day unveils a mysterious and exciting veil.