So Shang Lin washed up and went to bed without any guilt, while Lan Xuan had indeed thought of this possibility and said to Mo Rong, "He should be asleep at this time and may not see my message."

Mo Rong calmed down by now and said, "It's alright, I just always forget about human schedules. Besides, it's not convenient to ask about this on the phone. Let's go see Shang Lin again tomorrow night."

After all, you can only read text on your phone and can't see the person in person. How can you be sure if the other person is being perfunctory, evasive, or even lying? Besides, you should have a good idea of ​​how many outliers there are in your jurisdiction.

Lin Shengmo's words left Lan Xuan speechless. Why was he targeting Shang Lin? Now that the sewer issue had been resolved, why bother investigating who resolved it?

They have so many things to do every day, wouldn't it be better to just look at the results? Why do they need to investigate the process? But since the leader said so, Lan Xuan had no choice but to agree, no matter how speechless he was.

The next day at noon, Shang Lin brought Fan Mingyu home for lunch again. The dishes and soup that She Jinxing made today mostly used the medicinal herbs and ingredients from the Dragon Spirit Tower, but in much smaller quantities.

Even before Shang Lin and Fan Mingyu returned, she made it for the Divine Lord again, wanting to see if he felt the same way after eating it.

But the deity said, "Your method is useless to me. I am Shang Lin's tower spirit. Whether I advance or not is closely related to him. However, your ginseng chicken soup is quite delicious. Make it for me again tomorrow."

"good."

Fan Mingyu saw the table full of food and said apologetically, "It's really too much trouble for Brother Jin. How about I give you the money to buy the ingredients?"

She Jinxing laughed and said, "Then you'll have to ask the sect leader."

Fan Mingyu immediately looked at Shang Lin, "I'm going to give Jin Ge money, are you going to stop me?"

Shang Lin said, "Does your brother Jin care about your pittance? Besides, he's not making nutritious meals for you for the money. Can't you remember the good things your brother Jin has done for you? When he needs your help, you can help him too."

Fan Mingyu, “…”

He really wanted to say, "What could a successful man like She Jinxing possibly need help from a nobody like me? Besides expressing my gratitude with money, what else can I do?"

But he spoke with great confidence, saying, "Okay, as long as it's something I can do, Brother Jin, just tell me."

She Jinxing was taken aback, but then laughed and said, "Alright, junior brother, I'll remember that."

"Of course, of course." Fan Mingyu immediately picked up his chopsticks and began to eat heartily, but then couldn't help but say, "But if I eat like this for a week, I definitely won't be able to eat outside food anymore. This morning I only ate a sugar pancake, and I don't feel like eating anything. I have no appetite. It's so bland!"

Shang Lin retorted without hesitation, "Stop it already! Who eats breakfast like this? It would be strange if it wasn't bland."

Fan Mingyu thought to himself, "It's easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. Don't you know that? Besides, you're someone who never eats out, so how would you know about the food outside? It's fine to eat out occasionally, but eating it all the time is really not good. At least, the cleanliness of the food is questionable."

Considering what She Jinxing said yesterday, Shang Lin ate significantly less than usual today. He also wanted to see if eating food with spiritual energy would help him advance in his cultivation level.

When Shang Lin ate ginseng raw after exhausting his spiritual energy, he only felt that the depleted spiritual energy would be quickly restored, but he did not feel any improvement in his cultivation level.

However, Fan Mingyu didn't stand on ceremony at all. After all, one day of his week had already passed, and he should cherish every meal.

Moreover, Fan Mingyu is an ordinary person. For him, spiritual energy only helps him quickly recover from the aftereffects of his body being invaded by evil spirits, just like when Shang Lin ate raw ginseng after exhausting his spiritual power.

Oh, and also, every evening after class, I no longer feel hungry, so I don't eat anything.

Fan Mingyu had to go back to his dorm for a nap at noon, so he had to rush back after lunch. After all, he was a boarding student, and the dorm supervisor would check the dorms. Even though they were all tall and strong, they were still minors, so the supervisor had to keep a close eye on them.

After the class division for the academic year, the dormitories were also reassigned. Fan Mingyu is now in the same dormitory as Su Jinghang. When he came back, everyone was preparing for their afternoon nap, or at least they were all lying on their respective bunks.

Su Jinghang asked Fan Mingyu in a low voice, "Why are you only coming back now? The dorm supervisor just came to check the rooms, and I told him you were in the bathroom."

Fan Mingyu paused, then said, "Then you've been exposed. I just ran into her."

Su Jinghang, "..."

Thinking that Su Jinghang was Shang Lin's junior high school classmate and had been quite nice to him, Fan Mingyu quickly apologized again, "Don't worry, I also said I went to the restroom and just came back."

Su Jinghang was speechless again, but he understood to some extent. Chu Jiusheng always disliked this person. He couldn't even say nice things properly. He really was a spoiled young master!

However, when she thought about how young Fan Mingyu was and how he had lost his father, the soft-hearted Xiao Su forgave him again.

Shang Lin also takes a nap at home. Although his cultivation level has improved, he hasn't reached the point where he can go without eating, drinking, sleeping, or resting. Besides, even if he did reach that level, he would still get used to the normal human sleep schedule.

As soon as Shang Lin went to class in the afternoon, he ran into Chu Jiusheng. Chu Jiusheng was probably waiting for Shang Lin. As soon as he saw him, he asked, "Why have you been getting so close to that Fan Mingyu lately? Is he up to something again?"

Shang Lin looked at Chu Jiusheng with a puzzled expression. "Which eye of yours saw him causing trouble? And how did I become close to him? No, so what if I become close to him? Are you worried that he will harm me?"

Chu Jiusheng said very honestly, "Of course I'm worried, after all, he has a criminal record, so we have to be careful."

Shang Lin subconsciously rubbed his forehead, but the next second he clenched his fist at Chu Jiusheng, "Don't worry, I'm a guy with fists too, I won't let anyone bully me, so you can rest assured now, right?"

Chu Jiusheng looked at Shang Lin's wrist, which was clearly a size smaller than his own and slender and white, and felt that it was not convincing at all. However, since he had said so, he still had to respect it.

"Alright then, but if Fan Mingyu dares to bully you again, just tell me."

Shang Lin looked at Chu Jiusheng helplessly, "Do you think I'm easy to bully just because I'm shorter than you? Stop having such nonsense and go back to class. Also, get along well with Fan Mingyu, he's my new little brother."

On the ninth day of the lunar month, “…”

He froze instantly. How could Shang Lin take Fan Mingyu as his underling? What about himself?