Chapter 5: Fellow Disciple
The fruit is called round fruit, a very easy to understand name. It usually grows in places with abundant spiritual energy. It is sweet and can replenish spiritual power after eating, but it is weak. Mainly, it does not contain impurities, so you don’t need to spend time to remove impurities after eating.
This time, the spiritual energy that leaked out from the peak not only fed a snake demon, but also gave rise to this thing. The round fruit tree is surrounded by accompanying plants that provide cover, so it is not easy to find and it takes some effort to get it.
Manager Meng looked down at the two fruits in the man's hand, his eyebrows slightly raised, and he repeatedly confirmed whether this was the disciple he had known before.
Not getting a response, Lin Zhusheng stretched his hand forward again, leaned over and gave a puzzled look.
The fruit was almost completely in front of him. Before his hands got tired of holding it, Manager Meng took it in time. For a moment, he didn't know how to react, so he could only scratch his head and say thank you.
[Meng Cai’s favorability +5 (35/100)]
The moment the fruit was taken, a prompt box popped up in his sight, and Lin Zhusheng's eyes smiled even more.
Before the increase, the favorability of 30 was equivalent to meeting someone on the street. If you didn’t make eye contact, you would pretend not to see them and leave. The current favorability of 35 is equivalent to actively saying hello when you meet them on the street.
In a way, it's a leap forward.
One more thing accomplished. The snake demon, the grass, and the small gift were all given to him, his favorability was raised, and the mission was accomplished. He withdrew his hand with satisfaction, and then waved again, intending to leave directly.
Before he started running, Manager Meng stopped him. After carefully placing the two unexpected fruits on the windowsill, the steward turned and went into the house. When he came out, he brought a piece of clothing and a small cloth bag.
The clothes were those of a menial disciple, and the cloth bag contained the reward for carrying the red snake monster. The reward for killing the snake demon was not much, but it was a heavy bag and looked very impressive.
Looking down at his sleeves and trouser legs that were frayed from rubbing, Lin Zhusheng felt that it was indeed necessary to change his clothes, so he took it.
The clothes are free, and disciples can come here to change their clothes when their original clothes are damaged. Such a large sect would not charge disciples money even for a few clothes.
Manager Meng said, "Also, the teacher at the academy asked me to tell you that you have missed a lot of classes. If you want to make up for it, you have to go starting tomorrow."
Lin Zhusheng paused as he took the clothes. He raised his eyes and asked, "Master?"
OK, he didn’t even know the existence of the Master. It turned out to be the disciple I knew who had never set foot in the academy since he entered the sect.
Manager Meng explained diligently, "If you want to be promoted to an outer disciple, not only do you need to meet the requirements, you also need to pass the academy's test."
If the college wants to participate in the test, it must also meet the class hour requirements.
This means that if you want to move up, you not only have to get credits, but you also have to complete the full class hours.
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Lin Zhusheng opened his eyes and poked the kitten hiding in his clothes several times with one hand, realizing that he still needed to learn in the game.
He knew that the inner and outer disciples of the sect had cultural classes in order to cultivate the disciples' cultivation and enable them to become the next generation of leaders, but he did not expect that the menial disciples also had such classes.
In the game, the issue of attending class and taking the test can be solved with a cutscene, but for him, he has to learn it for real now.
Learning in the game is even more mysterious than entering the game itself. When he came here, no one told him that this existed.
“…”
The kitten played dead and didn't move.
The corner of his eye twitched, Lin Zhusheng patted the kitten, nodded politely, agreed, and after chatting for a while, he proposed to leave.
Now that he has come, he can’t go back, so he can only learn and go back to find the book.
Hopefully the book is still there. Holding his clothes and pockets in one hand and his trekking pole which he had put aside in the other, he said goodbye and walked back, avoiding the red snake in the middle of the road.
The sun began to set, and mountain fog gradually rose in the distance. The golden light passed through the shadows of the trees, illuminating the way back.
Fortunately, the manager's house was not far from where he lived, so the man who usually didn't exercise and whose energy bar was almost running out managed to return home before he collapsed.
“Crunch—”
The door of the room was pushed open, and the interior of the room was illuminated by the slanting sunlight. The kitten, who had stayed in the clothes for half a day, slipped into the room first, put the two herbs in his hand on the table, and collapsed on the side, not moving anymore.
Lin Zhusheng sat down on the ground, supported himself with the ground and exhaled twice. Finally, he felt a little relieved and lowered his head to take out all the things on his body.
The round fruits picked today were not just the two for Manager Meng. He kept several for himself and stuffed them into his sleeves.
The sect's clothes look ordinary, but they can actually hold a lot of things. From the outside, there is nothing unusual about holding so many fruits. Only he himself knows how heavy the things are inside, which is no less than weight training.
The fruit with leaves on it rolled out from his sleeves, rolled twice and was stopped by him manually before it rolled away.
The extra herbs were also put out, and one slot of the backpack was emptied.
He also opened the reward bag given by Manager Meng. It was very simple and straightforward, containing silver coins, roughly fifty in total.
Very good, a painless way to earn money. Meimei put the money into her backpack. He clapped his hands and turned his head to look at the pile of things next to him.
He had never cooked before and the kitchen counter had not been repaired, so after a busy day, Chef Lin had Yuanguo for dinner.
After chewing a few to save his shaky stamina bar, he finally had time to put on his beggar's clothes, and the kitten helped to pick the leaves off his head.
After spending half the afternoon learning how to use the things in the room, Master Lin finally took a shower and changed into clean clothes before dark.
The clothes were changed, but whether they were worn correctly was another matter.
The same clothes were worn in different styles. He looked left and right, and always felt that it was different from before, but he couldn't notice what was wrong.
I don't understand it, and after trying for a long time with no results, I'll just wear it like this for now. He had fainted in his chair the night before. He had already spent a day in the game and had achieved an achievement. He changed his clothes and began the initial exploration of the room.
Not surprisingly, there was nothing in the room except the books in the cabinet under the desk, still brand new.
The good news is that he recognizes the words on the books, so he is not illiterate here. The bad news is that the books are so thick that when stacked up they are taller than bricks, and they can kill ten of him with one knock.
Picking up the brick and putting it on the table, Lin Zhusheng turned to look at the kitten, lowered his eyes and asked, "Do you want to see all of these?"
The kitten quickly searched its own database, then quickly turned its eyes to the side, moved to the side, and then moved again.
Lin Zhusheng: “…”
Okay, he got it.
The game was turned into a learning simulator. He sat down on the chair, turned on the light, opened the top book, crossed his legs and took the round fruit next to him, chewing it while turning the book.
The kitten squatted on the side, and out of a slight sense of guilt for making the players, who should have been enjoying the game, study hard here, the kitten temporarily acted as a companion and watched along.
From squatting to lying down, his eyes went from wide open to half open and then to unable to open at all, the black ball of hair slumped on the table, not a single word entering his brain.
The wind at night is very comfortable, cool, and has the fresh scent of bamboo forest. There is also the sound of bamboo leaves rustling in the wind. The lights are dim and very comfortable.
Learning is the best hypnotic, especially in this environment, the cat falls down before the person.
“Crack—”
After taking a bite of the fruit, Lin Zhusheng supported his face and flipped the page of the book lightly. He slightly tilted his eyes and poked the kitten's head with the thin bamboo leaf stick that fell on the table from the window. The kitten moved, covered its head with its two paws, and turned over.
Unable to hold back his laughter, he smoothed the cat's fur, tucked the long hair that hung in front of its body behind its ears, and continued to turn the pages of the book with his face propped up.
It was a quiet night, with only the occasional sound of pages turning.
The kitten woke up the next morning.
The sun came out earlier than it. The person lying on the table was still sleeping, with his face buried in the book, his body rising and falling in a sound sleep.
After being in a daze for a long time, it finally realized what time it was. Its eyes opened wide, its fur stood up, and it started calling people's names frantically.
The person buried in the book showed no reaction, and his breathing remained steady.
“…”
Between continuing to wake up and giving up, the kitten chose to slap the person in the face twice.
A very direct and effective method, Lin Zhusheng woke up. Before he started to get angry, Kitty told him the fact that he was going to be late for school.
He quickly suppressed his bad temper after waking up, and before he even opened his eyes, the man who was about to be late for class put the book and the fruit beside him in one hand and went out in a second.
The forgotten kitten tried hard to jump onto him and returned to its own exclusive position. When it looked up, it could see the dark circles under the man's eyes. It couldn't help but ask, "When did you go to bed yesterday?"
Or how late did this person usually go to bed to achieve this effect?
He started running as soon as he got up in the morning. The king of staying up late was still confused, but his feet were already moving. His brain processed the news half a beat slower, and then he said while running: "If I remembered, I wouldn't sleep on the table."
If he was still aware of the time when he was sleeping, he would have jumped into bed and fallen asleep long ago.
This good person has been in the world for two days and has never even touched the bed. He has spent two consecutive days sitting on a chair.
He ran all the way across the mountain, passed many buildings, and took a shortcut through a peach forest. He finally arrived at the academy at the easternmost end of the outer peak.
The bad news was that the journey was too long and he was still late. By then, the teacher with a white beard was already teaching in the school, and his fellow students were listening with sleepy eyes below. He could only listen from outside.
The good news is that when he asked very shamelessly, the teacher said that attending classes outside also counts as class hours, and considering that he never came to class before, his favorability not only did not decrease when he was late this time, but it increased by 2.
After all, even though he was late, at least he was here.
Another good news was that he actually had a companion who was also late and had to attend the class outside.
Outside the school window, a man wearing the same errand boy's clothes was leaning against the wall, with his head down, idly playing with a weed in his hand. His posture was lazy and his face expressionless. After noticing him, he slightly tilted his eyes.
A man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, long arms and legs, his gray disciple uniform contrasted sharply with the white wall under the light. The same clothes on the other person and on himself seemed like two different things.
After looking at the other person, and then looking down at the masterpiece he had worked so hard to create yesterday, Lin Zhusheng thought for a moment.
Between tidying up his clothes and covering up his masterpiece, he chose to squat down gracefully, and quickly put the brick in his hand on the ground. Then he leaned back without any image at all, and turned into a pile of mud on the wall. Mud waved lightly and said "hello" in a friendly manner.
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