Sumu and his companions were resting when several vans and tricycles waded over.
The car stopped and a group of people got out, carrying out pots of steaming food.
However, the people of Lingzhou, seeing that the flood was under control, quickly prepared some food and sent it over as a practical action to thank the flood-fighting heroes.
A fat chef jumped off a tricycle. On his tricycle were several pots of steamed buns and several buckets of hot porridge. He raised his hand to wipe the sweat and rain off his face. Just as he was about to invite everyone to come up and eat, a devilish voice suddenly came from his pocket: "Steamed buns, four for one dollar, hehe!"
Everyone was stunned and looked at him in unison.
The fat chef's face turned red instantly.
He waved his hands and explained hastily, "No, no, my steamed bread is free... Hey, that's not right, I don't have any steamed bread at all. I prepared steamed buns, hot porridge and ginger soup. Everything is free. It's a little token of my appreciation. That sound just now was my cell phone ringtone. I'll change it later... I'll change it now without waiting!"
The fat chef took out a cell phone from his trouser pocket, fiddled with it for a while, changed the ringtone, and then invited everyone to drink porridge and eat buns, as well as the hot ginger soup he specially made.
In fact, the military and local government provided sufficient logistical support for the flood fighting personnel. Not only was there no shortage of food and drink, but they also prepared a lot of elixirs that could help restore physical and spiritual strength.
But ordinary people don't care about this.
Their idea is very simple: you fought the flood and protected us, we have no other way to repay you, we can only send you some food and drink. We know you have rules and requirements, but these food and drink are our heartfelt gifts, you have to accept them anyway.
Unable to resist the enthusiasm of the people, the flood control headquarters had to agree to accept these things.
After drinking porridge and eating buns, Su Mu and his friends drank a bowl of steaming hot ginger soup to dispel the cold and dampness in their bodies.
As he was drinking, several figures flew over from a distance.
The leader was the chief military commander who was responsible for killing the evil dragon and fighting the flood. The other few people were the bigwigs from various cultivation universities.
After these people arrived, the military commander-in-chief first gave a speech and praised all the personnel involved in flood control.
Then, an old professor from Mount Emei Xiuzhen University announced on behalf of all the Xiuzhen universities in Shu Province that all teachers and students who participated in the siege of the evil dragon and the fight against the flood would be rewarded after returning to school.
Students who missed the task of hunting fish because of flood control do not need to worry anymore. Because the old professor said that all students who participated in flood control will be considered to have completed the task and assessment. Students who have already hunted fish will have their rewards doubled.
This series of announcements made the students who failed to hunt the winning fish cheer, and the students who had already hunted the winning fish were also very happy.
Su Mu felt a little uncomfortable.
It’s not that he was dissatisfied with the reward, but he felt as if someone was secretly observing him and commenting on him.
This feeling is just like accidentally walking into the blind date corner in the park, and being stared at and talked about by a bunch of old men and women who are helping their children find blind dates. One says, 'Oh, the boy is so handsome', and another says, 'I'm afraid my daughter is not worthy of such a handsome boy'... It's so embarrassing, hehehe.
Su Mu glanced around and found that the people who were looking at and talking about him were not others, but the big guys standing next to Wen Wubin.
This confused him: Why were these people talking about me? Did Director Wen tell them something?
Just as he was wondering, Wen Wubin waved at him and called out, "Sumu, come here."
Wen Wubin was far away and his voice was not loud, but he seemed to be very close, as if he was speaking into Su Mu's ear.
"Director Wen asked me for something. I'm going to go over and take a look. Please wait for me."
After Su Mu explained to Gu Ranxi and others, he walked towards Wen Wubin.
When he came to Wen Wubin, he greeted him politely first, and then said, "Director, you called me, what do you want me to do?"
"If there's nothing else to do, why can't I call you over?" Wen Wubin pulled him aside and said with a smile, "Come, let me introduce you to some of the seniors. Some of them you know, and some you haven't seen..."
Wen Wubin took Su Mu by the hand and introduced the bigwigs around him to him one by one.
This scene reminded Sumu of the time when he followed his parents to visit relatives and friends during the Chinese New Year, and they kept introducing him to the elders and asked him to call them uncles, aunts, and uncles.
What surprised Su Mu even more was that these big guys, regardless of whether they knew him before or not, were all looking at him with very strange eyes, making him feel as if he had become an animal in a zoo, and a particularly rare and popular one, with the only thing missing being that no one fed him.
There were also several old professors from other cultivation schools in Shu Province whom he had met before, all of whom were looking at him with heartbroken expressions.
This made Su Mu feel like he was a scumbag, and these professors were his victims who were abandoned and deeply hurt by him but could not forget him...
Alas, this idea was so dangerous and terrifying that Su Mu couldn't help but shiver and didn't dare to think about it any further.
After introducing them, Wen Wubin suddenly reminded: "Sumu, you must remember what these people look like so that you can ask them for debts later."
Debt collection? What debt?
Su Mu was stunned when he heard this.
Looking at these big guys again, I can't help but tremble.
Are you kidding me? These big guys would owe me money? Even if they did, I wouldn't dare to ask them for it...
After hearing what Wen Wubin said, the bosses laughed and scolded: "You old man, you are really a dog with a mouth that cannot spit out ivory! Are we the kind of people who would default on our debts? If we have to default, it will be you, not the children."
Wen Wubin was not annoyed either.
As long as you don't default on your debt, you can curse me however you want, but if you deprive me of the benefits of my sumu, I will kill you with a gulp of salt soda!
After the matter was settled, the bosses did not stay long. They left behind a few teachers to help with the aftermath and then flew away.
They all have a lot of things to deal with.
When the professors from the sister colleges left, they were reluctant to part with Sumu and said affectionately: "If you are not satisfied or happy at Qingcheng Mountain Cultivation University, come to our school! The door of our school is always open to you!"
Su Mu was a little confused.
Is it popular to be an embryo in school these days?
Wen Wubin was instantly furious and quickly pulled Su Mu over and protected him behind him.
"What are you doing? You want to poach my people right in front of me? Do you really think I won't turn against you? Let's go, one-on-one duel! If I don't beat you all to exhaustion one by one, I'm not named Wen!"
Su Mu was amazed: Good fellow, what are you trying to do? You can make people collapse? What part of the body are you trying to fight? Can you teach me? I'm very interested, I want to learn this...
The bigwigs from those sister colleges were not angry. They just looked at Su Mu reluctantly a few more times before leaving.
After these people left, Wen Wubin was still cursing and warning Su Mu not to be tempted by them.
"Don't listen to their nonsense. Their school is not as good as our Qingcheng Mountain Cultivation University. If you study hard, the school will not treat you unfairly!"
"Don't worry, Director. I'm a student at Qingcheng Mountain Cultivation University. It's impossible for me to go to other schools."
Hearing Su Mu's assurance, Wen Wubin was happy and satisfied, and nodded with a smile: "That's about right."
He waved his hand, and spiritual energy spread out, forming an illusion barrier around him and Su Mu, making it impossible for people outside to see what was happening on their side.
"I'll give you something good."
Wen Wubin raised his hand, and the porcelain bottle that was used to collect the dragon's blood appeared in his hand.
"This bottle contains almost a bathtub's worth of dragon blood. I made it especially for you. Dragon blood is a good thing and will be of great help to your cultivation. I have two first-level prescriptions here, both of which use dragon blood as the main ingredient. One is for internal use in alchemy, and the other is for melting water for external use.
Don’t underestimate them because of their low quality. They can bring out the greatest effect of the dragon blood on you!
For internal use, it can help you improve your internal organs and meridians, and enhance your spiritual power. For external use, it can strengthen your tendons, bones and muscles, and strengthen your body. Moreover, these two prescriptions are not only for you, but also for your sister. "
Su Mu nodded repeatedly after listening.
Dragon blood is really a good thing. It's a pity that the evil dragon is too ferocious to be captured alive. Otherwise, raising it and bleeding it from time to time would be a good business.
By the way, if I could raise a female dragon, wouldn't I have dragon blood every month? Oh, that seems a bit disgusting, but does a female dragon bleed every month?
While Su Mu was daydreaming, Wen Wubin had already shoved the porcelain vase into his hands.
"This porcelain bottle contains a dimensional space talisman array, which is about the size of a bathtub. It is very convenient to use it to store elixirs, spiritual food, etc. I will give it to you as well."
Su Mu is also a smart man. From the reactions of those big guys just now and Wen Wubin's arrogant look, he guessed that Wen Wubin must have been showing off in front of those big guys.
And that thing was most likely related to him, so Wen Wubin gave him dragon blood as a reward.
Since he had made a contribution, he did not hesitate to thank with a smile and accepted the porcelain bottle.
After I got it, I realized that this bottle looked like porcelain, but in fact it was not. It should be a specially made magic weapon. Unfortunately, the talisman array of the dimensional space was engraved inside it. If I want to study it, I have to smash it.
So Su Mu asked: "Director, this porcelain bottle is a magical tool, right? What level is it?"
Although Wen Wubin didn't understand why he asked this, he still answered, "Yes, this is a magic weapon, called a storage bottle. The one I gave you doesn't have much space and no other functions, so its grade is not high. It's probably level 1B, right? I can't remember clearly."
Su Mu's eyes lit up.
Grade 1B? Great, I can learn it!
Well, I'll tear it down when I get back!
Storage bottle: w（゜Д゜）w?？ ？ ？ Please be a human being!
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