the next day.
Zhuge Yun visited Cheng Yong's home.
He paused for a moment when he saw Cheng Yong with bandages on his face.
What's wrong with you?
Cheng Yong gave a forced smile: "Guess."
Zhuge Yun narrowed his eyes and laughed: "You weren't beaten up by your own student, were you?"
"Hehe, a first-grade martial artist, with a burst of qi and blood, can make the power of one card feel like ten cards."
Tell me, why can't I lose?
"Tsk tsk tsk, a mid-grade martial artist got beaten up by a first-grade martial artist." Zhuge Yun seemed not to have heard.
Cheng Yong sneered; he had thought things through that night.
Being surpassed by students can also be a source of pride.
"He hasn't used a weapon yet."
"Yes, I didn't use my special abilities either."
"By the way, he has already tempered 52 bones, and both foot bones are fully completed." He completely gave up.
Zhuge Yun, who had been watching the spectacle with amusement, was stunned.
"This kid has improved so much in just one month?!"
"So he didn't use any superpowers, and he didn't even use any weapons."
"You're too..."
Cheng Yong's gaze was deep and unfathomable: "Aren't you a fifth-rank martial artist? Guess how long it will take him to catch up with you."
Zhuge Yun's expression turned serious: "I am a tactician."
Cheng Yong: "It's like you're talking to anyone."
"Ha! You, a fourth-rank martial artist, got beaten up by a first-rank martial artist with your bare hands," Zhuge Yun continued.
"I still couldn't accept it yesterday, but after thinking about it carefully when I got back, I realized that I'm definitely not the only one who's had bad luck." Cheng Yong looked at him intently.
"Ahem, send them a message! We're leaving for Jubei City tomorrow."
"Aren't you leaving today?"
"I came early today to arrange some things."
......
Upon receiving Cheng Yong's message, Su Yu stopped cultivating.
"Dad, I'm leaving for Jubei City tomorrow."
In the living room, Su Jun, who was practicing the Body Refining Technique, stopped.
"You little rascal, I thought your school wasn't planning to reopen."
“I think Old Chen and Old Li’s kids set off half a month ago.”
Su Yu's eyebrows twitched. So, they think I'm being annoying by staying home?!
As he spoke, Su Jun took out two cans of beer from the refrigerator.
Seeing this, Su Yu's lips twitched. It was that strong liquor again!
"Come on, let's have a drink before you go to college."
"No, we still need some snacks to go with the drinks. Wait for me, I'll go upstairs to Aunt Wu's house and get some food."
The Soviet army acted immediately.
Su Yu stood in the living room holding two cans of beer, looking completely bewildered.
Suddenly, his bracelet vibrated several times.
Upon opening it, I found a group chat message titled "The Future Flower Buds of China".
Wu Jianqin: "[Image]".
Yuan Hengjing: "???? Hao Zhiming, a first-grade cultivator, has made it onto the Human Ranking?"
Bu Shiming: "What has he been doing for the past month?! Has he gone mad?! The Human Ranking is supposed to be a list of the top 100 low-grade martial artists on Blue Star, right? Wu Jianqin, are you sure this isn't some random, unofficial ranking?"
Wu Jianqin: "I heard that the captain assassinated a peak third-rank expert who was already on the Earth Ranking in the chaotic area."
Looking at the messages from the others, Su Yu clicked on the picture.
Hao Zhiming's name was ranked ninety-eighth on the list of one hundred people.
His achievements include assassinating Yan Biaosheng, a traitor to China and a peak third-rank martial artist.
As I was looking at the pictures, the group chat kept vibrating.
Wu Linlin: "It's true, but it seems Hao Zhiming also lost an arm in the chaotic area. My dad just said that."
"The news of his assassination of Yan Biaosheng has already spread throughout the chaotic areas."
Wu Linlin: [Image]
Su Yu clicked on it and took a look.
On a rainy night, Hao Zhiming was covered in blood, and his right arm was gone.
In this photo, it looks like he's still on the run.
In the group chat, everyone popped up.
Lin Yan: "Holy crap! Is Hao Zhiming alright?"
Fu You: "Has he returned to China yet?"
Wu Jianqin: "@Hao Zhiming, Captain, are you alright?"
Liu Shuo: "@Hao Zhiming, is the captain alright?"
......
A group of people tagged Hao Zhiming, but he didn't respond for a long time.
Su Yu thought about it and felt that he should also care.
Su Yu: "@Hao Zhiming, is there a problem?"
Hao Zhiming: "It's not a big problem. I didn't temper my upper limb bones, so it won't have any impact. I've already recovered with the life fluid."
The entire country of China, from north to south.
The group of geniuses all twitched at the corners of their mouths as they watched Hao Zhiming reply to Su Yu instantly in the group chat.
Su Yu himself was somewhat stunned.
Hao Zhiming: "Instead of asking me about the situation, you should be worried about this year's freshman exchange meeting."
Su Yu: "Oh."
The group chat, which was bustling just a moment ago, fell completely silent.
Su Yu originally wanted to liven up the atmosphere.
The Soviet soldiers returned carrying baskets filled with vegetables.
"Dad, didn't you say you were just going to get a few snacks to go with your drinks?"
The Soviet soldiers took out dish after dish of food and placed them on the table.
"Oh, your Uncle Zhang and the others heard that you're going to school tomorrow, so they gave me some dishes too."
"This stir-fried pork was just cooked by your Aunt Wu."
“She said that this is your favorite dish. You will be away at university for more than half a year and you will definitely miss it, so she specially cooked a plate of it.”
"I was just worried you wouldn't be able to wait, otherwise it would be another Manchu Han Imperial Feast today."
Just then, Aunt Wu brought in two more dishes.
"Come here, Xiaoyu! Auntie has cooked two of your favorite dishes."
"What else would you like to eat? Just tell Auntie, and Auntie will go and cook it for you now."
Aunt Wu had just put down the vegetables when Uncle Zhang came in carrying a basket.
Behind them were Uncle Chen, Grandma Wang...
Su Yu, who had grown up eating their food since childhood, had a happy smile on his face at this moment.
......
An ordinary meal.
After leaving the food, the uncles and aunts also left the father and son some alone time.
The Soviet soldiers didn't say anything sentimental; they just drank and chatted about gossip they'd heard recently.
Su Yu then displayed the appetite of a martial artist.
He ate every single dish of food that couldn't fit on two tables.
After clearing away the dishes, Su Yu went door-to-door to return the plates to each family.
After finishing all that, he returned to his room to start packing the things he needed to prepare for university.
After tidying up, Su Yu just sat down.
Aunt Wu and Uncle Zhang came to visit again, carrying large and small bags of things.
“Su Yu, oranges from other places aren’t as sweet as those from Tianyun City. Aunt Wu specially bought a whole sack for you.”
"They say your spatial ring is like a refrigerator, so food won't rot, is that true?"
Su Yu nodded.
"Then I'm relieved."
"Come on, put all of these in, and all of these in."
"I just went to that shop on Xiaoping Street to buy this salted duck, Su Yu, you should put it away quickly."
Su Yu used his spatial ring to store these items one by one.
Su Jun sat on the sofa, looking on with a smile.
“Our son is a lucky man. He’s just going to college. Nothing will happen to him.”
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