Chapter 200 Monthly income over 10,000, 0 threshold(2/3)
"His chef."
Xu Jian looked confused. Being a chef by himself is nothing, right?
"I'll rest and preserve my energy." Liu Yu said seriously.
Xu Jian: "."
Why is this so?
"I'd better listen to him, otherwise I'll be in trouble." Liu Yu said.
"Why?" Xu Jian asked.
"Because he is now the Master of Doom." Liu Yu said proudly.
The sixth-rate scholar, mentor of misfortune.
Mr. No Doom Tutor after that.
Xu Jian was quite helpless, that misfortune teacher would make people unlucky.
There are no big things, but small things often happen.
For a long time, it is considered good luck. If you are against someone and wish them bad luck, then he will have good luck.
"No matter how you feel, the sixth level is very strong." Xu Jian said.
"He is very strong. Being hit by his fist will increase your bad luck. No one can fight a protracted battle with him." Liu Yu waved his fist and said:
"Brother, be careful, his little pink fist is very dangerous."
Xu Jian chuckled, there was no need to use his iron fist a second time.
There is no enemy worthy of a second move with him.
If so, then it must be that he did not escape after making a move.
The sixth-rate person's ability is destined to make one move. With one move, the enemy can easily move his legs, and the opponent will win.
Afterwards, Xu Jian took out his message to show his support and found that Yijian Wentian had sent another message.
"A lot of things have happened in Yecheng. I heard that the person who went to the meeting went there again, and he went very well. Not only that, there are many places that I want to go to. There is a mix of dragons and snakes there, so I'd better not go there.
If you have any needs, you can contact him. If you are a magician, he has already found a visualization figure."
Xu Jian cares about the person who knows.
Are the Huiyuanhui people here again?
I don't know where they were that time.
"Wrong, Xia Yu said she would come over tomorrow." Liu Yu was preparing things in the kitchen.
"Ah?" Xu Jian was a little surprised: "Why did she come here on her own initiative?"
Who is Xia Yufu?
He frowns every day, never smiles cruelly, and doesn't really like his family.
It's so weird to come over on my own initiative.
Liu Yu shook her head and said she didn't know.
She is also very strange.
Has Xia Yu changed her temper?
Are you saying there is some conspiracy?
Just have a look tomorrow.
"Is the date of the event uncertain?" Xu Jian asked curiously.
"It's decided, February 1st, after the holiday," Liu Yu said.
Xu Jian nodded.
According to the current progress, I should have a lot of strength at that time.
But once it becomes a puddle, it will be difficult to think further.
Twenty-one cups of water in two days means three puddles in a month, which cannot make a pond.
I don’t know how exaggerated the power of the pond is.
“Although the event will be on February 1st, teachers and students from those schools will come here first, and they probably all know me.
People can be roughly divided into three categories. One category knows that I am a soft-boiled person and ridicules me out of jealousy.
There are quite a few people who still want my advice even if they know that I am a fool.
The last category does nothing.
If Qiandu School wants to target me, they will probably say some unpleasant things." Liu Yu reminded me.
"It's okay. To be a good person, pay attention to your state of mind. Their wrong words will not have any effect." Xu Jian said.
After becoming a good person, his temperament has changed and he doesn't care about many things.
"Will Quchu and the others let me appear?" Liu Yu said.
"Then there's something wrong. Logically speaking, it's okay.
Otherwise, we may not be able to suppress them." Xu Jian said.
Even good people cannot do it.
The strength of three or four puddles cannot make him conquer all directions.
The calmness of good people may be broken.
I don't know if it will affect digestion.
"You can find a magical father." Liu Yu said loudly.
Xu Jian nodded and asked if he could find his magical father.
I wonder if my magical father can do anything about it.
After all, the aura given by the ring has reached its limit, and there is no extra way now.
Disaster Prison Realm.
Xu Youyan was standing to the east of the tree, planting some plants, wondering if they could be planted normally outside the tree light curtain.
And the environment is completely different from the outside.
The sunshine there is not so hot and the air is not dry.
It can be said that it is a normal environment.
Is this true even within a radius of twenty meters?
Manager Yang lives nearby, and it feels like Zhiwan is in a paradise.
Some seriously injured people can also recuperate there.
Children also began to be arranged to study.
And you can study outside that area.
Some people who came in felt incredible.
Lao Mo came very early, but he knew that he was not in such an environment when he came.
What does that mean?
Please tell me if the master did it in those few months.
The master's ability far exceeds that of anyone he has ever encountered.
He was glad that he could stay there.
Moreover, it was even more incredible for him that his children could study there.
"Since we have come to his mansion, he will not lack us as he should." Xu Youyan looked at the crowd and said:
"We can also say it bluntly. When the mansion is built, we will choose what we are good at and what we want to do.
They have a long way to go and they very much need our help.
So we don’t have to worry about being abandoned by him after the construction is completed and we have nothing to do.”
The construction schedule has been slowing down recently, and he found that some people were beginning to have concerns.
I worry that I will be abandoned if I have nothing to do, and I am also worried that I will have nothing to eat if I have nothing to do.
They worry that their good confinement will disappear in an instant.
After everyone was appeased, Xu Youyan allowed them to continue working.
Although there are not many of them, they should not be omitted.
Otherwise there is no hope of leaving.
To be continued...