"The world you experienced before also had world will, but it was not as strong as this one, so you didn't feel it."
Fang Zhiyi pondered for a moment: "So in the eyes of the will of the world, except for the protagonist, everyone else is a supporting role, right? No, NPC."
"That's about it. The will of the world was born because of humans. They don't know balance or rules."
"What the hell is that?"
Xiao Hei comforted him, "It's okay. I'm here, host. As long as you continue to suppress the luck of the Son of Fortune, the will of the world will gradually weaken. The day when the luck of the Son of Fortune dissipates, this world will return to normal."
Fang Zhiyi suddenly said, "Actually, this world is a novel, right? The previous worlds were all like that too."
Xiao Hei was a little flustered: "Host, what did you say?"
Fang Zhiyi was silent. He seemed to have guessed something, something extraordinary.
However, when the living Mei Ruoxue greeted him with the dishes she had cooked herself, Fang Zhiyi smiled. The last time someone cooked for him was Yue Anyao.
Fang Zhiyi took a bite and thought, hmm, isn’t this Yue Anyao’s work?
He Wugui on the side was gloating, Lu Zhaoran looked up at the sky, and even Lao Lan was buried in his rice silently.
"How does it taste?" Mei Ruoxue asked with anticipation.
Fang Zhiyi forced a smile: "It's delicious. No wonder your Grandpa He said it was delicious."
"Really?" Mei Ruoxue looked at He Wugui. He Wugui's expression changed, but he finally gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, it's delicious."
After saying that, he picked up the food with his chopsticks.
"Huh?" Lu Zhaoran was stunned. "What are you putting in my bowl, old man?"
"Your Grandpa Lu likes to eat it too." With the mentality of "I would rather die than let my friend die", He Wugui did not stop.
The meal was spent in agony.
After dinner, Lu Zhaoran found Fang Zhiyi and mentioned that two of his old friends wanted to retire. Fang Zhiyi understood and immediately agreed to let them come. He said that martial arts schools are not recruiting students on a large scale now because there are too few teachers.
After giving the detailed treatment, Lu Zhaoran wrote the letter excitedly.
With the graduation of the first batch of students, Fang Zhiyi presided over a simple graduation ceremony for them. Everyone bowed solemnly to Fang Zhiyi. This was the first time they experienced the benefits of systematic learning, and everyone's martial arts skills had improved a lot. With Fang Zhiyi's martial arts analysis and the martial arts guidance of Lu Zhaoran and He Wugui, they could clearly feel that their skills were now ten times better than their previous selves!
Fang Zhiyi took the opportunity to extend a job invitation. SF Express was currently short of staff, and Xiao Mile's people had almost all been arranged. However, as the scope of business expanded, the gap was still not small.
"Those who join SF Express will receive a basic salary of ten taels of silver per month, plus commissions on every delivery, and a final bonus. If you become a regional manager, your salary will triple, and you'll also receive commissions on the profits of SF's preferred products. Furthermore..."
The students were thrilled to hear about the treatment. What was the point of being in the martial arts world? Of course, it was to have enough food to eat and make money! Who would want to be a poor knight?
"Also, Youzhou Martial Arts School also has positions available. We are currently in need of five teaching assistants. The salary for teaching assistants isn't as high as at Shunfeng, but they provide food and accommodation, and you can also continue your studies."
After the students' choices, except for two who wanted to leave their sects and follow the arrangements, everyone else stayed. Jin Yi chose to be an assistant teacher, while Jiang Rou couldn't wait to join Shunfeng.
Surprisingly, Mei Ruoxue also chose to stay in the martial arts school because "several teachers liked the food she cooked."
After hearing her reasons, He Wugui and others almost cried out loud.
To outsiders, Youzhou Martial Arts School was just a sect. It was said that the headmaster was still the devil Fang Zhiyi. However, because there was not much noise, many people did not pay attention to it. The few people who came to cause trouble were beaten up by the old men in the school.
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