Upon hearing Shang Lin's gentle voice, Fan Mingyu subconsciously held his phone up to his eyes and looked at it. Sure enough, he said helplessly, "Hey Sect Master, don't you ever go to bed early? Didn't you say you weren't feeling well? How come you have so much energy?"
Shang Lin laughed, "We haven't adjusted to the class schedule yet, but you've adapted very quickly." Is he really that young?
Fan Mingyu told the truth, "I woke up around 5 a.m., and was still half asleep when I was about to get up and wash up. It wasn't until I sat up that I realized it was winter break, so I went back to sleep. I'm sleeping soundly right now."
Shang Lin completely understood the feeling of being woken up from sleep, just like being forcibly awakened from meditation. So he continued to apologize with a very good attitude, "Okay, okay, it's my fault, it's my fault. Where should I go to pick you up..."
"Shang Lin, what kind of tone is that? Are you trying to coax me like a child?" Fan Mingyu sat up immediately as he spoke, feeling goosebumps all over his body.
Shang Lin said with obvious disdain, "You wish! I'm not as tall or strong as you. Tell me, where am I supposed to pick you up at noon? I haven't had breakfast yet."
"I'll send you my location." After answering instinctively, Fan Mingyu realized, "Why are you coming to pick me up? I could easily call a taxi anywhere by myself."
"Okay, wait for me." Shang Lin hung up the phone as soon as he finished speaking.
Fan Mingyu, “…”
What's wrong with this guy? They're still negotiating, so how come... wait, this autocratic dictator Shang Lin isn't giving him a chance to refuse at all!
However, Fan Mingyu had no idea that because of a single sentence from the Divine Lord last night, Shang Lin had to go and refine pills after breakfast, and he even used up all the raw materials for refining Soul-Stabilizing Pills before he could get six pills.
Shang Lin immediately made a list. If he wanted to give Ji Xiaoyao Soul-Stabilizing Pills, six pills were too few. After writing it down, he asked She Jinxing to go out and sell them. However, when he was writing about giving the Soul-Stabilizing Pills to the Divine Lord, he suddenly paused and asked, "Will the Soul-Stabilizing Pills work for you?"
As the deity took the Soul-Stabilizing Pill, he replied, "Isn't it a bit late for you to ask this now? Besides, isn't a spirit also a spiritual body? Although it's a little weaker than a real soul like Xing Tian's, it can still basically achieve the desired effect."
Then, half of the six Soul-Stabilizing Pills were taken by the Divine Lord, and Shang Lin hurriedly stopped him: "What do you need so many for? They're not candy pills."
The deity glared at Shang Lin. "If it were a sugar pill, I wouldn't want it. I'm not a cub. I need this to maintain my human form so I can freely enter and leave the Dragon Spirit Tower, instead of being trapped inside like I'm being imprisoned."
Shang Lin sighed helplessly, "You're a tower spirit, okay? You're not..."
"What's wrong with the tower spirit? Even tower spirits need to leave the tower for some fresh air." The Divine Lord said impatiently, "Aren't you going to pick someone up? Hurry up and leave."
Shang Lin, "..."
So you just throw it away after you're done using it, right?
Fortunately, I had the foresight to have already sent She Jinxing to buy the raw materials.
Actually, this idea came to Shenjun suddenly last night, and he then used the opportunity of the sect gathering to bring it up, so that Shang Lin couldn't refuse even if he wanted to.
Well, even if it weren't for the sect gathering, Shang Lin would generally not refuse the requests of his disciples, let alone himself. It's just that doing so would make him seem a little self-centered and put the sect leader in a difficult position.
After all, Shang Lin has so many things to do every day, he doesn't even have time to cultivate. And if he were to refine pills for himself because he finds it boring... even a god-king has a sense of shame, okay? Besides, he's just a tower spirit now.
Having settled things with the Divine Lord, Shang Lin went to pick up Fan Mingyu. As for She Jinxing and Old Man Chai, they could go together when the time came. Originally, Old Man Chai didn't want to go, but Shang Lin's words convinced him to agree.
He said, "I'm worried about leaving my godfather home alone."
However, before Shang Lin went to pick up Fan Mingyu, he first went to Situ Pojun's high-class nursing home. He planned to give one of the remaining three Soul Stabilizing Pills to Shang Jing and one to Lan Xuan, in addition to the one for Xing Tian.
Shang Jing is the original owner's older brother. I've met him twice and he seems like a nice person. Lan Xuan's merits have increased, and Shang Lin intends to befriend him. As for Situ Pojun, let's talk about the auction.
When Shang Lin arrived at the top floor, Situ Pojun was having lunch—a very simple boxed lunch. He asked, quite puzzled, "You're not eating a proper meal, but why is it so simple?"
Could it be that you've run out of income again? No way, with Shang Jing and Lan Xuan around, the probability of that happening is practically zero.
Instead of answering, Situ Pojun asked, "How come you have time to come here? Oh, it's about the ID card again."
After saying that, she subconsciously glanced behind Shang Lin and asked again, "Where are you? Why haven't you shown yourself yet?"
Shang Lin hurriedly said, "Can't I come to see you for something else?" If I had known he would be so cooperative, I would have called Chi Xie as well, so that we could confirm the time for processing the ID card. I miscalculated.
Situ Pojun quickly finished his boxed lunch, and while throwing away the trash, asked, "What's the matter?"
Shang Lin asked, "Are you aware of the auctions held by hidden families and sects?"
Situ Pojun nodded slightly, "I have heard of it, but I'm not interested. Our office is swamped right now, and I don't even know where to borrow manpower!"
Shang Lin really wanted to say, "How come I didn't notice? You're eating lunch quietly by yourself."
However, Situ Pojun didn't give Shang Lin a chance to speak and continued, "But you should hurry up and get your ID card. The annual evaluation period is approaching, and if nothing unexpected happens, I will probably be transferred."
Shang Lin was taken aback. "Transfer? Transferred to where?"
Situ Pojun's tone was somewhat somber. "I don't know. He'll probably be transferred to a bigger place, right? Of course, he might also be transferred to some godforsaken place."
Shang Lin, "..."
vulgar.
However, "Given how fast you're making money, how could you possibly lower the price?"
Situ Pojun immediately laughed, "Little friend, have you forgotten what kind of organization we are? What does the evaluation standard for working in the Underworld have to do with making money?"
Shang Lin didn't react much to the "children," and still said with puzzlement, "Without money, you can't carry out your work in the human world. Such a big nursing home needs human staff. If you don't pay human staff, are you going to pay them ghost money?"
“That makes sense, but the actual situation…” Situ Pojun clearly didn’t want to say more, so he immediately changed the subject, “You came here to talk about the auction?”
Shang Lin nodded, "I also want to see Shang Jing and Lan Xuan."
"They're on the seventeenth floor, go find them... wait a minute." Situ Pojun suddenly looked at Shang Lin with a scrutinizing gaze. "What do you want with them? And when did you become so close to them?"
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