Chapter 6 As long as you are poor, you have strength and means
His fellow disciple looked down at him, stared at him for a few more times, and finally asked in doubt: "A new disciple?"
That’s great, because I had never been to the academy before and no one knew me, so I was recognized as a new disciple. Lin Zhusheng's eyes twitched and he said no.
The fellow student knew about this and asked, "The person who has never been to the academy?"
In some ways, he is quite famous. Lin Zhusheng inexplicably has a clearer understanding of his own character as the king, and agrees to say yes.
The teacher in the room began to give a formal lecture. The teacher's teaching is important, but the problem of food and clothing is more urgent. He slept on the chair for another night, and his physical strength recovery was very touching. He paused in class and had to have breakfast first.
He took out the fruit from his sleeve and generously shared one with his fellow disciple. The fellow disciple obviously had no intention of listening either. He took the fruit and squatted down with the other student.
Also squatting against the wall, he looked so relaxed and utterly unkempt like a lump of mud, whereas this fellow disciple seemed to still have arms and legs.
[Song and Ming favorability +2 (30/100)]
“Crack—”
After taking a bite of the fruit, when the pop-up window popped up, Lin Zhusheng turned around and looked at his fellow disciple next to him.
My fellow disciple is called Song Ming, and he is level 3. His level stands out among his level 1 classmates.
He didn't remember this face, or rather, he didn't remember most people's faces, but he was familiar with the name and had walked through the related plot line before.
Due to a common problem among game players, he would click the mouse whenever he encountered a plot or dialogue, and manually skip it with one click. After completing the plot, all he knew until now was that he was a professional outer sect disciple who did menial work. He had the talent to go to the outer sect or even the inner sect, but he was stuck here because of a loophole in the rules. He didn't know the specific reason and had forgotten the solution.
If he had known this day would come, he would not have skipped any plots or dialogues, at least he would have been able to grasp the current situation.
...Well, maybe it will still jump, but not so hard.
Perhaps because of the extra two points of favorability, Song Ming took the initiative to talk to him. He looked at him and said, "I thought you were here to escape."
He ran all the way from a distance, panting, with disheveled hair, untidy clothes, and a visibly pale face, with the dark circles under his eyes very prominent, as if he had just escaped from somewhere. When he took the fruit, he wondered if this was his last ration.
Lin Zhusheng didn't understand, he looked up and asked, "Escape?"
Before anyone could speak, he realized something and thought it was a problem with his clothes. He looked down at his clothes and explained seriously, "This is an artistic re-creation. The theme is to break the shackles of old thinking."
Talking nonsense with a serious face. The kitten in Jingjing's clothes couldn't stand it anymore, jumped out and ran away.
This kind of rhetoric was still too advanced. Song Ming thought about it for a while before finally realizing that this was serious nonsense. He paused and was about to say something when his attention fell on the cat again. He asked, "Is that your cat?"
Lin Zhusheng agreed and said, "It's called... um, Snowball."
The kitten who suddenly had an extra name always felt like someone was scolding him. He sneezed on a distant tree, and there was not a single white hair on his tiny body.
I didn’t understand what the name had to do with cats. Song Ming: “?”
Lin Zhusheng didn't want to explain more. He finished the last bite of the fruit, made a pause gesture, and said, "I won't talk any more. I need to listen to what the teacher has to say."
A lump of mud finally decided to leave the wall, stood up, stuck its head out of the window, and looked at the teacher who was still talking inside.
Song Ming also stood up from the ground, glanced around the room, listened for a while, then bent down, leaned on the windowsill and asked, "Are you a good student?"
"How could that be? If that's the case then why am I still here with you?"
After confirming that the teacher was talking about the contents of the book, Lin Zhusheng felt relieved. He turned around and smiled, "I have to observe whether you want to listen or not."
The conclusion is that you still have to learn it yourself. The teacher was starting over from the beginning again, and the progress was extremely slow. The test to become an outer disciple would be in less than half a month, and there was totally not enough time.
He had to study on his own, and the academy's class time was just to fill up the class hours. The teacher didn't even look at them, probably knowing that they were just there to fill up the time, so he left them alone. As long as the teacher was there, it didn't matter if he didn't listen.
When he smiled, his eyebrows and eyes would relax unconsciously. The early morning sunlight would penetrate through his hair and fall into his eyes. His light-colored pupils were bright and clear, filled with smiles.
Because they were bent over, they were at the same level and the distance was quite close. Song Ming then noticed that the eyes on this face that didn't have any features at first glance were unexpectedly bright.
His smile was surprisingly contagious, without any hint of trying to please others, and his eyes were pure and showed a genuine dislike for studying.
He couldn't help but laugh along in the end, and threw away the weeds he had pulled out and was playing with, saying, "You're quite funny."
He had heard others guess before that the person who never came to the academy must be a very gloomy and introverted person who didn't dare to appear in front of others.
It can be said that speculation and reality are completely unrelated and are two very extreme aspects. We can't make a hasty conclusion about a person's character, but at least at this time when he's not studying, this person doesn't seem to be a dark person at all.
[Song and Ming favorability +3 (33/100)]
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The favorability level increased inexplicably, even higher than the delicious fruits he gave away. Lin Zhusheng looked around a few more times, not understanding the principle.
If you can't figure it out, just put it aside. He took the words just now as a compliment and said thank you humbly.
The class at the academy lasted nearly half a day. He squatted outside looking at his bricks, chatting quietly with this new fellow student while watching. Later, he felt that this affected his efficiency, so he grabbed Snowball back and stuffed it into the man's arms, waved his hand and let the man and the cat play by themselves.
A kitten was stuffed into his hand, and Song Ming seemed to be disliked. He opened his eyes slightly, as if a little unbelievable. After finding that the person next to him was really holding a book and not looking at him, he accepted the reality. He has a strong ability to adapt. He actually picked a piece of dogtail grass from the ground next to him and put it aside to play with the cat.
That’s fine. Although we can’t chat, it feels nice to bask in the sun with someone around.
The sun moved across the sky, making people feel warm. As noon approached, noises of restlessness gradually rose in the school.
A class that lasted almost the entire morning finally ended. The disciples walked out one after another, making a lot of noise. Some people walked out of the room in groups and walked straight towards this side.
"Brother Song, why are you late again today?"
"Haha, if you don't study hard, you will fail this test again. We are still waiting for you to help us after you enter the outer sect."
People nearby gathered around, all with smiles on their faces, but it would have been better if they hadn't smiled. The cat that was originally chasing the dogtail grass slipped away from the gap in the crowd in an instant. Song Ming stood up with the grass in his hand, looked to the side, and found that the person who was originally here had disappeared, along with the book as heavy as a brick.
Snowball suddenly ran away, startling the people around him. They scattered a little, and someone shouted, "What just passed by?"
His slightly wrinkled brows relaxed again, Song Ming leaned against the wall, smiled but did not answer, and looked past the crowd into the room. Sure enough, he saw the figure of the person who was beside him just now. The other person was already talking to the teacher.
"We are meditating this afternoon. Brother Song, would you like to come with us?"
The people around started talking again. Song Ming threw away the grass in his hand and replied perfunctorily. When he turned around and looked back, the teacher was the only one left in the room.
Lin Zhusheng went to see the teacher to prove that he had been there, and asked about the scope of the test.
Then I got the bad news that there was no scope for the test and everything I had learned might be on the test.
He stayed there for a while to digest the bad news. Before leaving, he wanted to say hello to his new good fellow disciple, but his good fellow disciple was quite popular and there were many people around him, so he chose not to disturb him and left first.
The moment I stepped out of the academy, a reminder sounded in my mind and a task prompt box popped up:
[Side quest: Help Song Ming become an outer disciple, time limit 14 days]
[Reward: Orange-grade stamina recovery bracelet x1]
Lin Zhusheng paused, turned his head to look in the direction of the school, and raised his eyebrows.
What a generous reward. The game accessories are divided into five levels from bottom to top: blue, green, orange, red and purple. Under normal circumstances, most of the items obtained in the early stage are blue and green items. Green items are considered very rare, but this time they were generous enough to give an orange one.
The time limit is fourteen days, there is still time, no rush.
The main thing is that he may not be able to complete it, he doesn’t understand anything, and he has forgotten how he solved it before. He feels that objectively speaking, this task is quite difficult.
It was still early, so he put the mission aside and strolled to the mountainside.
The academy is far from where he lives and he has never been there before. Now that he is here, he decided to walk around more.
This side of the mountainside is the main area for disciples' activities. There are a lot more people here than before when they were weeding at the foot of the mountain, and there is finally a lively atmosphere. Where there are people, there is business, and a street of shops is also located here.
The first thing he saw was a place selling food.
As long as a disciple brings back a monster, the sect's kitchen staff will select edible monster meat, cook it, and then sell it to the disciples. The price is very reasonable, a large bag costs only a few silver coins, and the price-performance ratio is very high.
Not to mention the spiritual power contained in the monster meat, the important thing is that I finally don’t have to live the life of a savage eating fruits every day.
Because the kind-hearted senior brother gave away the head, the savage, who had more than a thousand silver coins on hand, was still very well off, and angrily bought several large bags, one bag at a time.
The salesperson was also happy to meet such a cheerful customer. He helped pack the goods and smiled until his wrinkles appeared. Afterwards, he waved his hand very cordially and said, "Welcome to come again next time."
Lin Zhusheng, who was also very enthusiastic, took his hand out and waved slightly in an arc while holding something, saying goodbye politely.
After leaving the stall, the kitten poked its head out from its clothes and sniffed the paper bag.
The backpack was already full, and he could only carry things in his hands. In the physical sense, he was carrying a heavy load. Lin Zhusheng looked down at the kitten and thought, "Should I have a box?"
It is usually inconvenient to put all the things in a backpack, but food and herbs will deteriorate over time if left directly in the room. According to the characteristics of the game, putting them in backpacks and boxes can keep them completely unchanged.
The kitten said: "You can find wood to make one yourself, or you can buy it in the mall that opens after you reach level 2."
It blinked and suggested, "I think it's better to buy it from the mall."
Lin Zhusheng didn't agree right away, and asked, "How much does it cost to buy it at the mall?"
The kitten smiled shyly: "100 silver coins for Cheng Hui."
“…”
With his eyes half open, Lin Zhusheng said simply, "I'm going to chop wood."
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