Chapter 182

[The year we graduated, we met a man named Shu Niansheng, who was a good friend of Teacher Huan Guangzhi. His daily job was to provide free help to people with special abilities who were in trouble. He was a great man.]

"Come, let me introduce you to him. This is Shu Niansheng, my good friend." Huan Guangzhi specially chose a time to solemnly introduce Shu Niansheng to the students. "Mr. Shu was also a teacher of secret writing. Welcome everyone."

The applause gradually rose, and Ju Mang clapped the loudest.

"Hello, students. Let me introduce myself first. I am Shu Niansheng. Just as Teacher Huan said, I was also a teacher of secret texts."

"What is Mr. Shu doing now?" Ju Mang asked with great interest and was particularly enthusiastic.

Shu Niansheng smiled, but it was obvious that this was the question he wanted to hear.

“I’m now helping people find jobs.”

This is modesty. Huanguangzhi patted Shu Niansheng on the shoulder and said, "Why are you being modest in front of my students? Mr. Shu provides free help to those with special abilities who have difficulties in life, including but not limited to finding jobs."

In the world of supernatural powers, Shu Niansheng's name has become more and more popular in recent years.

Many desperate superpowers have neither great powers nor practical superpowers. They have no room to survive among ordinary people or in the superpower world.

He is just a poor guy who can neither become a supernatural being who can kill the living dead nor be accepted by ordinary society.

Shu Niansheng is providing help to such people, using the connections and resources he has accumulated to find suitable jobs for them to make a living.

He does not charge the introduction fees asked by ordinary agents, and even provides them with food and accommodation during their stay.

It is not an exaggeration to say that these people are our second parents.

In recent years, as his fame has grown, more and more people have found him.

But Shu Niansheng was only one person after all, and no matter how capable he was, he couldn't take care of everyone, so he decided to set up a mutual aid organization in the Miwen Lingyan class. In fact, he just wanted to see if he could find suitable students who were willing to work with him in this field.

Huan Guangzhi expressed his strong support for him, and after reporting the secret document, he decided to arrange the last "internship" before graduation.

"For the next month, everyone should study hard with Mr. Shu. As a superpower, there is more to do than just killing the living dead."

"Oh! That's great! Mr. Shu, please give me more advice in the future!"

These older generation psychics understood the changes in social trends more clearly and almost watched everything slide into the abyss.

But they have no way to change it, and can only focus on the present and the future.

Shu Nian Sheng is now, helping those in need.

Huanguangzhi is the future, cultivating outstanding talents.

Among the children, Ju Mang has the best personality. If there is anyone who seems willing to join Shu Nian Sheng, it is only him.

After class, everyone started discussing it.

But in fact, most of them are complaints.

"You are so boring. You have no ability and need help from others." Ziyi and Ya often mocked him. "Wouldn't it be enough to just give them some money?"

"If you can't speak, don't speak."

Ever since Xianlan agreed to join Ju Mang, he started to quarrel with Ziyi and Ya.

This guy is really mean, sometimes he's so excessive that you want to beat him up.

"Oh, what I said is not the truth? Don't the strong deserve to be eliminated?"

This kind of life that cannot create value is dead. There is no profit in helping them. It is a pure loss-making business.

Even the ability to create emotions is at the lowest level, what's the point of keeping it.

"Student Ziyi, you've gone too far."

Ju Mang looked at him calmly, but there was a warning in his golden eyes.

At other times, no matter what Ziyi and Ya said, Ju Mang would not react, and everyone was too lazy to pay attention to him, but on such a principled issue, Ju Mang would never give him any room for "overstepping".

Only at times like this would Ziyi and Ya feel that he was like a god.

The silver-haired boy fell silent, crossed his arms over his chest and looked away. This was the only way he could express his disdain and dissatisfaction.

But for Ju Mang, it was enough for him to remain quiet.

The next day, the five members of the first generation Lingyan class went to Shu Niansheng's office to help.

As for why there are five people, two of them who are closer to Ziyi and Ya, one said that he could not adapt to the rhythm of Lingyan class and chose to leave, and returned to the ordinary class of Miwen. There is another person who was ordered to be arrested by the government for hurting ordinary people, and his trial is still in progress.

When this incident happened, Lingyan's class was on vacation, and no one, including Huan Guangzhi, knew what had happened.

"If Chaxi was not a minor, he would have been imprisoned before the trial even started. The school is already doing its best to deal with it. This matter has nothing to do with you, so don't pay attention to it." Huan Guangzhi didn't seem relaxed either, but he couldn't make the matter sound too serious and affect everyone's mentality.

Except for Ju Mang who insisted on knowing what exactly happened, everyone stopped discussing it.

Liuhua Buxi only remembered that Ju Mang was in a very low mood when he came out of Teacher Huan's office that day.

Let’s talk about internship.

Shu Niansheng is indeed a good friend of Teacher Huan Guangzhi. Even the starting point of his "entrepreneurship" was from home.

When the Lingyan class was first established, they lived in teacher Huan Guangzhi's home. The so-called office now is actually Shu Niansheng's home.

"My family is not big, and I'm sorry that you students have been wronged."

"Humph, it's not even my house...put it...!"

Ziyi and Ya are disliked in daily life, and everyone has formed a tacit understanding that whoever gets close to Ziyi and Ya will shut him up.

Liu Hua Buxi took a step forward and covered his mouth as if he was locking his throat, "Mr. Shu, please continue. Just treat him like a fart."

How could Shu Niansheng not have learned about his classmates' personalities from Huan Guangzhi in advance, and roughly knew everyone's temper, so he naturally wouldn't care about what Zi Yi and Ya said.

"I have vacated all the rooms on the second floor. The first floor is used for office. Students, put your things down first, and then we can talk about work."

"good--!"

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When Yi Gong saw Ju Mang following him with his luggage, he knew that he could not escape. It had been almost three years anyway, and he had to get used to it.

"I don't know what kind of job this will be, but I think Mr. Shu is amazing!"

Not to mention that he was doing something to help others, and it was even free of charge.

He himself does not want to pay for the work, but he still gives salaries to these students who come for internship. He is simply a great philanthropist.

"Um."

Even if Yi Gong didn't want to respond, he would say "hmm" to prevent Ju Mang from thinking that he didn't hear him and repeating himself.

"And this job will definitely allow me to interact with a lot of strangers! I'm really looking forward to it!"

In order to realize their ideals and to fulfill his promise to Zhen Lan, he has been thinking over and over again in the past three years about how to achieve it.

But maybe it's too early to say "realize" it now. In a sense, Zhen Lan is not wrong. He is really too naive.

He lost his relatives at a very young age and was raised by plants in the mountains and forests. Although Grandpa Tree would tell Ju Mang everything he knew, the gap between him and modern society was too big.

If Ju Mang doesn't want to be an imaginary dreamer, he must keep his feet on the ground.

Understand this society and the people in this society.

This job was just what he wanted.

“But I also worry about what to do if I don’t do well.”

Although Ju Mang said that he was worried, he was not actually worried.

"...Don't worry." If it was Ju Mang, then there was really no need to worry. Yi Gong felt that this guy could chat with anyone, and he could even pull Zi Yi and Ya to chat for a long time.

Although Ziyi and Ya cursed and spoke in a mean manner, they did not resist communicating with Ju Mang.

Three years without socializing was killing him, and besides, he had his own considerations.

"Hehe, Agong, you too, need to have some confidence!"

He felt that Yi Gong was too taciturn, and Ju Mang felt that if he didn't speak, no one would communicate with him.

So no matter what I do in daily life, I always involve him, and even now he is the one who ties Yi Gong's ponytail.

"...Okay." I don't have no confidence, but I don't really want to have it when you say it.

Yi Gong complained in his heart but didn't say it out loud.

There is no need to divide five people into groups, because no matter what the work is, it needs to be done in the end.

"So, who wants to communicate with the person who came to ask for help?"

"Me! Me, me! And Agong!"

Yi Gong was speechless for a moment, knowing that he would be pulled in in the end.

Liuhua Buxi was about to raise his hand, but Shu Niansheng nodded, "Okay, then you two will be responsible for registering the basic information of the person seeking help. I will send you a registration form, but you need to do more than just register. Be mentally prepared."

Ju Mang blinked, "What kind of mental preparation?"

Shu Niansheng smiled, with a hint of cunning, "You'll know when you get there."

The remaining three people, Zhen Lan and Liu Hua Buxi, went to the warehouse to count the remaining supplies and recorded the things that needed to be replenished, and then went to the market to purchase in the afternoon.

Ziyi and Ya are responsible for classifying and organizing the recorded registration information.

As for what Shu Niansheng meant by 'be prepared', you will know when you sit in the reception room.

Most of the people who come here to seek help are truly desperate.

Some people have no food to eat, and some even have injuries that are difficult to treat that last for decades. They come here just to try their luck.

What they often have to do is not only registration, but also necessary communication and comfort.

Fortunately, Ju Mang was able to handle all of this with ease, and Yi Gong only needed to be a registrar and then go to Xian Lan to hand over the supplies to those in need.

From that day on, Ju Mang began to sigh, but he just sighed and then immediately cheered himself up.

"Everyone really has their own difficulties. Ahhhh, I'm so angry!"

Ju Mang wrote a diary every night and went to sleep after finishing writing. As a result, he felt pent-up anger all day long. He always got up early the next morning and practiced military boxing to release some of the anger.

After seeing these things too many times, it is inevitable that you will feel resentful towards "ordinary people".

He is obviously just an ordinary person, but because he has special abilities, he deserves to be beaten up on the street.

Yi Gong had always been by Ju Mang's side, so of course he knew what had happened.

Sometimes, he even doubted whether Ju Mang would continue to stick to his views.

"I haven't changed my mind. I still think so!" After another morning exercise, Ju Mang put his hands on his waist with full energy, "Let's go! Work!"