Monitor Mo Huijun's remarks were generally correct. The aliens who entered the hall began to call people's names, calling people with a purpose.
When Mo Huijun was called, she turned around with unconcealable anxiety on her face, but still gave Yang Fei a meaningful look. Those eyes with the light of hope left a deep impression on Yang Fei's heart.
, a strong spirit attacked his chest, and he couldn't help but think - it would be great if she had some breasts... It would be great if she had some breasts...
…
Yang Fei was the last person called and was taken to a large rectangular study room of about fifty square meters.
On the bookshelves on the four sides, what are stacked are not the regular books bound in the earth, but scrolls rolled with wooden shafts as the core. They are tied with red ropes and placed neatly on the bookshelves in a trapezoidal shape.
.
There is a low table in the center of the study. A middle-aged man dressed in white robes and dressed as a priest is observing him with a smile. Beside him, two knights in silver plate armor are guarding him.
"Please take a seat."
The priest pointed to the opposite side of the low table with a smile. "My name is Amon, Priest Amon."
There was a form and a quill pen on the table. Yang Fei picked up the form and looked at it. The content that needed to be filled in was basically the same as the information on the character interface.
Yang Fei asked in confusion: "Can't you just look at my character interface?"
Amon shook his head and said:
"The character interface and brave support system you talk about are given by gods, and we can't see them."
"Oh..." Yang Fei nodded and started to fill out the form. Suddenly he raised his head and asked, "How are my classmates?"
Amon cleared his throat and described it very seriously:
"A total of forty-eight of you brave men came to the world. Unfortunately, half of them have died. Including you, there are twenty-four who survived, including fourteen men and ten women. Because you will be able to meet them later
We met, so I won’t list their names for you one by one.”
After saying that, Priest Amon handed over three loose pages.
"After filling out the form, take a look at this. These are the questions your classmate asked me before and my answers. If you have any other questions, you can ask me in person.
If there is no doubt, please keep it in mind: you came to this world because you were chosen by the gods to defeat the Demon King. After the victory is successful, you can return to your world, or you can stay in our world and continue to live."
"Ding dong!"
System prompt: You have completed the personal task "Collecting Companion Information". Please redeem the rewards from the task publisher yourself.
"This, is this done?"
Yang Fei was stunned.
But then he thought about it: As a brave man with destiny, I will naturally have good luck and everything will go well~!! Hey, if you go to the squad leader now, you can get 30 points of favorability, right? There are still 50... There are still 50 left to start.
Go push it~~
Yang Fei wiped away the saliva that overflowed from excitement and hurriedly filled out his personal information.
"I've filled it out! Is there anything else?"
Priest Amon shook his head. "Please rest well tonight. From tomorrow onwards there will be rigorous training."
The beaming Yang Fei was about to be guided out of the room.
"Wait!"
The priest Amen suddenly stopped Yang Fei.
Turning around in confusion, Amon pointed to the form he had just filled out and asked seriously: "Is your name Yang Fei?"
"Yes~!" Yang Fei nodded innocently.
Amon looked confused: "Then why is 'Zhang San' filled in on the form?"
"...You actually understand Chinese characters?"
"……."
Amon's brows wrinkled.
"Honorable brave Lord Yang Fei, everything we are doing now is aimed at better assisting you in defeating the Demon King, so please cooperate seriously."
"Hahaha, I'm sorry~!" Yang Fei turned around and smiled awkwardly: "Actually, it's like this. You may not believe it when I tell you. 'Zhang San' is my other name.
We people in the heavenly world, uh, the ancients in the heavenly world used to have not only a name and a surname, but also a pseudonym, such as Zhang Fei, whose courtesy name is Yide, and Guan Yu, whose courtesy name is Yunchang. This three is my nickname, so you shout
Yang Fei is calling me, and Zhang San is also calling me. There is not much difference in essence."
"Oh...is that so?" Amon nodded and asked, "What does 'Give Mo Huijun a 65 points!' in the gender column mean?"
Yang Fei: "Sweat!..."
Amon stared at Yangfei and continued to ask:
"Then this old guy below is dressed in a white bag. He looks very sanctimonious and looks like a senior leader who can receive 200,000 to 300,000 yuan a month without doing anything. In fact, according to the routine, he must be sweet-tongued and cruel-hearted.
The kind-hearted boss in the middle will eventually be knocked down by me and lie down on the ground licking my feet in front of everyone's attention. Hey, by then, beautiful women will hug you and be remembered forever... What does 'do you mean?
"
Yang Fei whistled and looked around, pretending he didn't hear it, but the cold sweat on his forehead kept flowing down.
Priest Amon smiled kindly, but for some reason, that kind smile looked particularly scary.
"Honorable brave Lord Yang Fei, may I ask, do you need special care?"
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Yang Fei was taken to a dining room-like hall. The stone building was always so grand.
Looking up, the dome is about four or five stories high. There are arched glazed windows at the connection with the wall. Further down, there are red embroidered ribbons extending along the walls and stone pillars to decorate. It is a spacious hall with a stocky long table.
It shouldn't be a problem to feed two to three hundred people at the same time.
Yang Fei looked at the confused and uneasy classmates in the hall and was filled with emotion! - "I forgot to ask him what reward he would get for killing the devil!!"
"...but such an epic mission requires a reward of 1.8 million gold coins, right? Or marry the king's PL daughter, that is, the princess, and then live a splendid life with a status above tens of thousands of people.
Tamashii spends the rest of his life hugging everyone~! Well~~~This kind of life is pretty good~~ahhahahaha~~~"
"Have you woken up from your dream?"
He looked up and saw the squad leader with a black line on his face looking at him coldly.
Yang Fei immediately put on a flattering smile.
"Ah~~~, isn't this the squad leader~~"
"Ugh...disgusting..." The monitor's gaze behind his glasses instantly became farther away.
Yang Fei didn't care so much, he kept moving forward with a shy face.
"My mission is completed, my most beloved squad leader, where is the reward?"
Talking about this, the squad leader's face instantly fell, and she spoke passively:
"This world is very dangerous. These Westerners have already understood us thoroughly. They have already prepared the rhetoric for the information I want to know, and there is no way to tell the truth from the false. However, I will not deny your efforts, and I will give you a verbal praise. I hope
You keep up the good work."
After waiting for a long time with no further explanation, Yang Fei looked a little dull. "...Is this the end?"
"Yes." Monitor Mo Huijun blinked in confusion, and then suddenly said sincerely: "Thank you!"
Unexpectedly, Yang Fei jumped up and put his face to him in a cowardly manner.
"The goodwill between us has increased by 20 to 30 points. Even if we can't get out of bed, why don't you give me a kiss~~~"
"Wha, what?" Mo Huijun was shocked and dumbfounded. She paused for a moment before pushing him away. Her pretty face turned red and she opened her mouth: "I think you want me to kiss you. Wait until next time!"
"Hey, the monitor is shy~~"
Yang Fei calmed down his excitement and comforted himself that he could not be impatient. He had to eat the food one bite at a time and pick up the girls one by one. The squad leader was the first step in his great harem!
He rubbed his hands and continued to ask with a smile: "So, squad leader, is there anything else I can help you with? Just tell me if you have anything, I will go through fire and water and die~!"
After hearing this, Mo Huijun felt a little sad and said hesitantly:
"...These Westerners have taken the lead. They know the class structure from other students and hope that I, the monitor, will form a new class committee to help them manage their classmates."