On the day the practical exam ended, the principals of Jingcheng gathered together to discuss the matter and decided to jointly submit a report to the city lord's mansion, allowing the candidates from Jingcheng to stay in the provincial capital for three days.
Chai Haotian readily agreed.
As soon as the news spread, the Jingcheng examinees, who were already unable to contain their excitement, went completely wild.
On the first day, Chen Qian hung out with Gu Zifang and others. They ate a case of Mingcheng Daqu liquor, drank ten dozen beers at the karaoke bar, and had some bayberry wine for supper to finish off the meal.
Even with the agreement that cheating with vital energy is forbidden, Shan Hai can't handle drinking like this!
So the sinking was turned over.
He didn't even know how he got back to the hotel.
Needless to say, Shen Qian, who had already missed a day of gatherings, had no choice but to grit his teeth and attend the Class 109 dinner the next day.
Originally, Shen Qian was not intimidated at all by facing Lao Wang and his group, whose drinking capacity was terrible.
What was originally just a gathering of Class 109 somehow ended up with more and more people, and well, it eventually turned into a gathering of students taking the entrance exam for No. 7 Middle School.
As the undisputed pride of No. 7 Middle School, the most hidden old silver coin, and the owner of an ordinary school beauty, Shen Qian has become the main target of attacks.
So it turned over again before sinking.
When Shen Qian woke up on the third morning, he looked at the red mark on his neck but couldn't remember which bitch had done it to him. He could only lament that his reputation was ruined in his later years.
According to Shen Qian's original plan, he should have gone to the Mingcheng Library on the third day to calm himself down and refused to go drinking. However, his fifth senior brother, Ling Xiao, invited him again.
Whether from a moral or emotional perspective, or from the perspective of gratitude, Shen Qian could not possibly refuse her fifth senior brother.
Fortunately, this time it was just Shen Qian and Ling Xiao.
Fifth Senior Brother took Shen to a refined and elegant club called Hundred Flowers Garden, located in the northern suburbs of Ming City.
In a bamboo forest, the two men drank and chatted, while a woman dressed in ancient Chinese costumes warmed the wine, played the zither, and was well-versed in the Four Books and Five Classics, occasionally joining in the conversation.
It was only later that I learned that the women at that club all had master's degrees or higher in humanities.
In short, although I got drunk on the third day, it was the most pleasant day I had before sinking.
Over wine, they talked about the past and present, with beautiful women adding fragrance to the conversation. Ling Xiao's chivalrous spirit also infected Shen Qian. When they got excited, the two drank and sang loudly, being extremely carefree.
The most important takeaway was that Ling Xiao shared some of his past experiences with Shen Qian, which broadened Shen Qian's horizons once again.
For example, scavengers also have a strict class organization and have even built some town outposts.
For example, there are also groups of monsters that are close to humans, mostly cats and dogs.
For example, powerful kings and nobles have a hidden privilege: freedom to marry. It is said that the World Martial Arts Association revised the law specifically to take into account the importance of genetic inheritance. This involves another secret that is not exactly secret.
It means that it is difficult for kings and powerful people to have offspring. In fact, when people reach the mountains and seas, they have already broken away from the normal boundaries of "human". Powerful life forms are always restricted in their reproduction by some kind of mysterious law.
So, Ling Xiao gave Shen Qian a knowing look and said that he was very likely to receive various marriage-urging measures from official organizations after he turned twenty.
It was nearly dawn when we left. Shen Qian had originally wanted to rush to pay the bill, but when he saw the six zeros at the end of the bill, he silently gave up the idea.
Anyway, all the senior brothers are rich, well, except for Lao Liu... In short, Shen Qian can still accept the small amount of care from his brothers with a clear conscience.
"They're here!"
Standing next to Shen Qian, Gu Zifang, who was chewing on a blade of grass and humming a certain nightclub hit song, suddenly spoke.
Shen Qian also heard the approaching roar of engines, and one after another military armored vehicles rushed out of the fog. They were the military warriors of the Right Battalion of the Southwest Army Commander.
"Brother Shenqian!"
Song Ben, dressed in full military uniform, jumped down from the armored vehicle in the lead and waved to Chen Qian with a smile.
"Second Brother Song!"
Shen Qian greeted him with a smile.
He had a great liking for this generous man because the man was Song Ye's younger brother, which was how Shen Qian addressed him.
"You smell of alcohol. Looks like you've been having a great time these past few days!" Song Ben hugged Shen Qian and laughed heartily.
"Brother Song smells of blood. Did he go to fight?" Shen Qian also laughed.
"Taking down a scavenger's hideout is nothing serious," Song Ben waved his hand.
After exchanging pleasantries, everyone boarded their respective armored vehicles as assigned upon arrival.
The vehicles started, the vast armored convoy turned around, and drove out of the outskirts of Mingcheng, heading towards Jingcheng in the northwest.
The scenery inside the restricted area was still one of endless sandstorms and chaos. As the vehicle started moving, Gu Zifang and the others became somewhat drowsy.
After three days of crazy fun, it seems that only now is that feeling of exhaustion belatedly washing over me.
Shen Qian was happy to have some peace and quiet. After chatting with Song Ben for a while, he sat down in a corner and flipped his wrist, revealing a small golden ball in his hand.
These past three days have been hectic and chaotic, with no peace of mind to sleep. Only now does Shen Qian have some free time to study the "Hall of a Hundred Kings" matter.
The dragon delivered a message, and besides the brief invitation, what it truly brought him was this small golden ball in his hand.
The golden ball has vibrated several times in the past few days, but I haven't had time to check it before it sank.
As he focused his mental energy, the golden sphere gradually became ethereal, and a ray of golden light, visible only to Shen Qian, extended out and entered Shen Qian's brow.
Shen Qian closed his eyes slightly, his face gradually becoming blank. In a flash, he found himself in a strange space.
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