Chapter 34

Demon cultivators in the new era must not only improve their magic, but also learn correct ideas such as prosperity, democracy and civilization on campus so that they can better integrate into society and avoid being arrested and imprisoned by the National Special Management Bureau for causing trouble.

"Song Shu, you've been admitted to University A. The administration has awarded you a 20,000 yuan bonus. Keep it safe and don't let anyone cheat you out of it. When you start studying, remember to get along well with your classmates and don't use magic casually to prevent others from discovering your true identity."

Bixi, dressed in a coarse linen shirt, carried a bundle in his hand and pulled out a T-shirt and jeans. He said to the serious-looking little squirrel in front of him, "The Administration also sent you some clothes, the documents you need to travel in the human world, a cell phone, and a bank card."

"I don't know how to use these very well. Someone from the Administration will come pick you up soon. Remember to learn more."

"Gu."

The rat understood.

The little squirrel nodded seriously. It was not the first time he had seen these things. Two years ago, his good friend an antelope was admitted to the college next to University A, and the administration also gave him these things.

There aren't many new fairies in modern times, and even fewer can pass the test and enter the human world, not to mention a remote place like Lingshan. In the past hundred years, only one person, Ling Yang, managed to get into the academy two years ago.

Therefore, Song Shu's admission to the top university in the country was a great encouragement to the spirits who were practicing in Lingshan.

"The Special Administration Bureau recruits two demon cultivators every year. I heard they're tested not only on their skills but also on their moral character." Bixi murmured, "Go to University A and study hard. If you can get into the Special Administration Bureau, we'll have someone to look after the demons in Lingshan when they leave the mountain."

The little squirrel nodded, and the two tufts of hair on its ears swayed. "Don't worry, I'll sign up for a special care manager after I graduate from college."

Song Shu already understood that being able to work in the Special Management Bureau was a great achievement, as no other monster in Lingshan had ever been admitted.

Rat is going to be the first monster in Lingshan to be admitted to the Special Management Bureau!

Bixi's eyes were full of relief, and he urged Song Shu to change his clothes quickly, as the staff of the Special Management Bureau would be coming to pick him up and bring him down the mountain soon.

Back in the cave, Song Shu transformed into a human form and hurriedly put on his clothes and pants when he heard Bixi's urging voice from outside. When Song Shu ran out, he saw a man in a formal uniform standing outside the cave. He looked not very old.

"Hello, are you Song Shu?" the man asked.

Song Shu: "Yes."

The man breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "My name is Baiquan, and I'm sent by the Special Administration Bureau to pick you up."

…

"Besides you, there's another weasel who got into University A this year. The administration has arranged for you to stay in the same dormitory. Since you're both demon cultivators, you won't feel awkward getting along with each other. You can ask him if you have any questions."

In the business class seat of the high-speed train, Song Shu leaned against the window with his face pressed against the glass. His soft cheeks were squeezed like pancakes, and he watched in shock as the trees along the track flashed by.

As a little earth squirrel who has been staying in Lingshan since birth, Song Shu never thought that the human world would develop so rapidly. They don’t know any magic, but they can run so fast!

Seeing that Song Shu didn't reply, Bai Quan couldn't help but say it again, and just then he heard Song Shu say sullenly: "Is his test score better than mine?"

But wasn’t Rat ranked first among the demon cultivators in the assessment?

Bai Quan choked, glanced at Song Shu who looked innocent, and said vaguely: "It's different. I'm talking about life. If you don't understand something, you can ask him. That weasel was born in Jing City, you know."

What's the meaning?

Song Shu looked at Bai Quan suspiciously.

What's wrong with being born in City A? Shu was born in Lingshan!

Seeing that Song Shu didn't understand what he meant, Bai Quan smiled awkwardly and didn't explain much. He said that this fairy from the deep mountains was simple and didn't understand the twists and turns of the city. After staying for a few more days, she would naturally understand.

The high-speed train traveled from southwest to north, and it took a whole day to finally stop in City A. The Special Management Bureau's car was waiting outside the high-speed train. The two got on the car again as soon as they got off the high-speed train.

Song Shu had very little luggage, only the bag given to him by Bixi, which contained clothes given to him by the Special Administration Bureau and the magic weapon given to him by Bixi.

But nowadays, all college students are carrying suitcases or backpacks, which makes Song Shu, who is carrying a bag, particularly conspicuous.

"She's pretty, but she seems a little off-kilter."

"What do you know? This is called being a maverick. Don't worry about it."

"This class of students has quite the personality."

"Which college is this junior from?"

"You're from the art department, right? This is already performance art."

…

Ignoring the gazes of the students around him, Bai Quan took Song Shu to the Chinese Department to report, and then declined the enthusiastic invitation of seniors to lead the way, and took Song Shu to his dormitory alone.

He lived in a double room. As soon as he pushed open the door, he could see a round-headed young man slumped on a swivel chair. He seemed to have no bones, slumped in the swivel chair, and swiped the screen of his mobile phone quickly with two fingers.

"Ah Huang," Bai Quan called him, "Your roommate is here. His name is Song Shu, and he's a squirrel spirit. You two should get along well from now on."

Squirrel spirit?

In the intense game, Ah Huang took a moment to glance at Song Shu and said impatiently: "I know, I'm busy playing games, let's talk later."

Hearing the unkindness in the weasel's tone, Song Shu frowned and felt a slight itch in his palms.

I feel like hitting someone.

But Bai Quan seemed to have gotten used to it. He whispered to Song Shu, "I'll bring you some daily necessities later. Please sit in the dormitory for a while."

Song Shu responded.

There were two beds in the dormitory, one of which was already covered with sheets and quilt covers, while the other had only a bare mattress. There were also two desks, one of which was occupied by Ah Huang. Song Shu squinted his eyes and looked at it, then walked to the other desk, pulled out the bench under the desk and sat down.

Why are rat stools different from weasel stools?

His eyes drifted towards the swivel chair under Ah Huang's butt. Song Shu pondered for a moment. Could it be that because the mouse came a little late, the good stool had been snatched away by the weasel?

Unexpectedly, his glance was seen by Ah Huang, who had just lost the game. He put his phone on the table. Ah Huang mocked him, "What are you looking at, you country bumpkin? Haven't you seen such a nice chair before?"

Country bumpkin?

His eyes darkened slightly, and he heard Ah Huang scolding him. Song Shu clenched his fist and said fiercely: "Say it again!"

"Just say it!" Ah Huang stood up, crossed his arms, and said dissatisfiedly, "Don't think you're so great just because you got into University A. If you want to live well in the dormitory in the future, don't bother me. Look at you, poor and shabby, and still carrying a baggage, are you afraid that others don't know you're still living in ancient times?"

Ah Huang raised his eyebrows proudly and raised his chin slightly: "If you are willing to call me boss, I can look at you more in the future..."

"Bang."

A solid fist hit Ah Huang's face. Song Shu pursed his lips, his eyes blazing with anger: "Do you want to fight?"

After being punched, Ah Huang was not a pushover. He rushed towards Song Shu and roared fiercely, "Come on, who's afraid of who!"

The weasel has been roaming the capital for many years, and he has never seen a monster that dares to challenge him!

Today the weasel is going to tell the new stinky squirrel who is the king of the dormitory!

…

Bai Quan was holding a quilt and carrying some items like a bucket. He was frightened when he first entered the dormitory and quickly closed the door.

I saw a thin rope wrapped around the weasel's neck, tying him to a swivel chair. The weasel was forced to stand upright on tiptoe, while a small squirrel, only half the height of the weasel, with its tail held high, jumped up and slapped the weasel in the face.

Baiquan: ...Sorry, I feel like laughing.

"Gu!"

Try cursing again!

"hiss!"

I'm just calling you a stinky squirrel, a country bumpkin! Sooner or later I'll skin you and make a bag out of you!

Kicking the weasel in the face, Song Shu jumped onto the seat and spun it along with the seat. Seeing the weasel trying to brake with its feet, Song Shu asked as he spun the seat:

"Gu!"

Are you convinced?

"hiss-"

I give in, I give in, stop it now!

With stars in his eyes, Ah Huang felt not only suffocated but also a little nauseous.

"Ouch, stop it!"

Bai Quan quickly put down the things in his hands, took a photo quietly, and then rushed forward to rescue the weasel that had already fainted. Unexpectedly, as soon as the rope left its neck, Ah Huang hugged Bai Quan's legs and vomited on his shoes.

"hiss-"

The weasel felt a little sick.

Victim Baiquan: ...

Comfortable.

Ah Huang wiped his mouth, transformed into a human form, and said to Bai Quan, "I want to change rooms. Who wants to stay with this lousy squirrel?"

Song Shu also transformed into a human and said unconvincedly, "Who do you think wants to stay with a stinky weasel? Get out of here!"

Ah Huang:!

"Who are you calling stinky?"

"I'm scolding you!"

There are also weasels in Lingshan. Song Shu knows that when they encounter an enemy, they will emit a very stinky smell. Once, a rat almost fainted from the stench when passing by!

"You're talking nonsense!" Ah Huang was almost mad. "Baiquan, chase him away! Otherwise, I'll complain to Xuanxu!"

"You can't beat him yet you still complain, you loser."

"Who are you calling a waste, a stinky squirrel? Believe it or not, I'll beat you up!"

"Come on, defeated general!"

Seeing that Song Shu was really ready to fight again, Ah Huang, whose face was covered with claw marks, hesitated for a moment. They had already fought once, and he really couldn't beat the stinky squirrel. If he fought again now, wouldn't it be like asking the weasel to be beaten?

After hesitating for a moment, he went to ask Baiquan to change his dormitory.

"I can't change it."

After cleaning up the dirt on his shoes, Bai Quan said indifferently, "This is the only dormitory for new demon cultivators. If you want to change, go find Team Leader Xuan. I can't make the decision."

Then he said to Song Shu, "I should go back now. If you have any questions, remember to ask me on the phone."

When they were on the high-speed train, Bai Quan had already taught Song Shu how to use a mobile phone, and the two of them even became friends. Song Shu was very quick to understand and had a very fast handwriting speed.

After Bai Quan left, Song Shu saw Ah Huang complaining to the person on the other end of the phone with a hurt look on his face. He shrugged and turned around to make his bed without any concern.

Rat's roommate is a brainless idiot who can only curse.

Baiquan returned to the Special Administration Bureau and first reported the situation to his immediate superior, Xuanxu. When Xuanxu asked about Ah Huang's situation, he briefly said:

"Yes, they did fight, but demon cultivators are all a bit feral. Song Shu's original form was only the size of a palm, half the size of Ah Huang. And I asked him about the reason for the fight. Ah Huang's words were indeed harsh. The resources in Lingshan are so scarce. Song Shu had a hard time passing the exam."

"Teacher, if you're worried about Ah Huang getting wronged, just give Song Shu a beating."

Hearing the implication in Baiquan's words, Xuanxu chuckled and said, "I'm just afraid that Ah Huang will bully Song Shu. I've seen his appearance. He looks seriously injured, but they are only superficial wounds."

You know the temperament of your own pet.

Xuanxu was not too worried.

After reporting to Xuanxu, Bai Quan returned to his workstation and sat down. He had nothing to do for the moment, so he took out his cell phone, opened the photo of Ah Huang being slapped by Song Shu, and smiled foolishly.

This bad weasel always orders me around every time he comes to the management bureau. Last time, he even used Baiquan's teacup to wash his feet. In the end, Xuanxu taught Ah Huang a lesson and bought Baiquan a new brand teacup as compensation.

"What's this?"

Bai Quan was watching with delight when a cold male voice, like the sound of jade beads falling on a plate, suddenly came from behind him. He asked in confusion, "Is Ah Huang being bullied?"

Bai Quan turned his head and saw a tall, long-legged young man with cold features standing in front of him. The young man was also wearing the uniform of the Special Management Bureau, but he looked extremely noble.

"Is it Senior Brother Qin? Did you just capture the rebellious wolf demon last night?" Bai Quan said with a smile.

Qin Mian nodded, a look of fatigue between his brows: "I just sent the wolf demon away for interrogation, and I have to go back to school soon."

Although Qin Mian is younger than Bai Quan, because their masters are fellow apprentices and Qin Mian joined the sect earlier, Bai Quan can only respectfully call him senior brother.

"By the way, aren't you also at University A?"

Bai Quan slapped his forehead and pointed at the squirrel in the photo that was slapping fiercely. He said, "This squirrel spirit also got into University A. He and Ah Huang were roommates, and they had an unpleasant argument as soon as they met."

"The squirrel spirit used to be in Lingshan. You know, there aren't many resources there, no modern buildings, it's very primitive. I wanted to ask Ah Huang to teach him more in the future, but now that they've had a fight, I don't think their relationship will be very good. Brother Qin, can you help look after him when the time comes?"

His eyes fell on the little squirrel in the photo, with long orange-red fur on its back and short fur as white as snow in front of it. Qin Mian raised his eyebrows slightly and listened to Bai Quan say:

"This squirrel spirit is called Song Shu, a freshman in the Chinese Department."

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Author's words: Song Shu: The rat is a top student, no doubt about it, the weasel took my slap [waving hands]

Qin Mian: Quite energetic.

Ah Huang (throwing the script): Why am I the villain again!