Chapter 122 A Commission! Freshman Contest!

"Thank you Master Han."

The three disciples said goodbye to Lord Ye Han, then put on their bloated coats and left one by one.

In the extremely empty training room, Ye Hanjun closed his eyes and carefully realized his own changes.

Assuming promotion to the second level, a coach needs a total of 10,000 experience points.

When I had no disciples and just taught random students by chance, I would grow by dozens every day.

Signed the first disciple Su Mei, starting with hundreds every day.

After signing the contracts of Li Jingming and Wang Xinfei, the speed of the flow of authority skyrocketed again, as if a trickling stream turned into a raging wave.

No wonder, no wonder the inheritance message stated that the disciples corresponding to the three Gray Moon Keys are the core of the growth of the "coach".

Coaches are more suitable for the elite training route. As long as the disciples are influenced by Ye Hanjun and actively work hard to move forward, the experience gained in return will be satisfying.

"It won't be long before I seem to be promoted to the second level..."

"The speed of improving strength is temporarily ahead of the progress of the Night Trial in the same period..."

Generally speaking, the higher the initial authority level, the easier it is to transition to lower levels.

But for such efficiency, forget about the middle and low-level authorities below B level. Only high-level authorities can achieve it.

Ye Hanjun estimates that this cycle will not exceed one month.

As long as everything goes well, he can become the second-level coach in a month at the latest.

——I’m looking forward to it!

At that time, it will be easy for the flowers and candles to soar into the sky.

She has been trapped in the clay sculpture for too long.

Once she transformed, if it weren't for Lord Yehan as her beloved master, he would have blocked her upward path and artificially created a new bottleneck for her growth.

There is even a small possibility that Huazhu will jump two levels and go straight to Xia Zhaozhao's womb...

Thinking about the follow-up plan, Ye Hanjun waited patiently for half an hour before leaving the training hall.

He first went to Cross Old Street and purchased a large amount of slime and other auxiliary materials.

Although the production process is very troublesome, he has five days of preparation time, which is enough for him to dress up the flower candle.

However, when Ye Hanjun returned home, the first thing he did was still take a bath with Guagua.

This has almost become the happiest time of the day for the little guy.

As long as the spiritual liquid is pure enough, it is not picky at all.

He opened his mouth for food, stretched out his hands for clothes, and was fed every time. His little body grew one or two millimeters every day.

As for Lord Ye Han, the spiritual fluids of different attributes are poured on the skin, and then the numbing sensation penetrates deep into the flesh and blood, allowing him to clearly feel the beating of his heart. His weak body is getting stronger day by day, and he is moving towards a better place every day. direction development.

"Eye..."

"Eyeyeyeye..."

Whenever he teaches at night, Guagua becomes a restless student again.

The flowers and candles on the side can remember almost everything Ye Hanjun emphasized, and they will never be forgotten in their minds.

However, Guagua, who is learning human language word by word, can only master a dozen words per day on average, and his progress is extremely slow.

Ye Hanjun tried many methods.

Later, he stopped forcing her and mainly gave lessons to Hua Zhu.

Every twenty or thirty minutes, strange noises are deliberately made.

After the tadpole playing alone was attracted, Ye Hanjun took advantage of its concentration and suddenly taught it a word.

In this way, some trapped tadpoles are stumbling to learn new knowledge.

…

Time came to the early morning of the third day.

Ye Hanjun was about to go out when he suddenly heard the cry of "Cuckoo! Cuckoo!" coming from outside the door, followed by the sound of the doorbell ringing.

“Hello, Cuckoo Flyer – here’s your package!”

"The relevant transportation costs have been settled. I wish you a happy life and goodbye!"

A middle-aged man who looked like an F-class "postman" with a professional smile delivered a square metal box.

Ye Hanjun witnessed the postman riding a cuckoo flying into the air, heading to the next house.

Glancing at the signature on the box, there was a dragon-flying "jiang" character on it, and there were no other marks other than that.

"boom……"

After closing the door, I confirmed through super spirituality that the contents inside the box were not dangerous goods.

Ye Hanjun took out his personal badge and scanned it.

After hearing three crisp beeps, the metal box hiding the mechanism bloomed like a bud.

There are three objects fixed inside, namely a scroll, a ring, and a money bag.

"Sent from Jiang Yongnian? What the hell is this bad old man doing..."

Postmen are also one of the mediums used to deliver information in the academy. The advantage over "messengers" is that they can transport items.

However, the safety factor of this mode is not high enough, and it is obviously impossible to transport particularly important things.

Lord Ye Han, who had no clue, took the lead in picking up the scroll and injecting a trace of soul power into it.

After a few seconds, he suddenly realized, and his brows stretched to both sides.

It turned out that a few days passed in a blink of an eye.

Although the fleeing ghost hands were hiding somewhere, there was no news of a successful kill on the spot.

However, after the incident of "surviving in the wild and encountering the Four Ghost Mercenary Group" briefly fermented, Lord Yehan finally fell into the eyes of more senior hospital officials.

The most direct result is that the one-month period agreed with Jiang Yongnian has now been cancelled.

Ye Hanjun was canceled from the weird title of "trainee assistant" and became a "formal assistant" ahead of schedule. At the official level, his status was completely equal to that of Ying Xia, Wei Hongying, Shen Jiaoyun and others.

"If I were asked to jump to 'formal mentor' all at once and be given more resources every month, I could still praise Canghai Pavilion as being 'enterprising', but now...it's far from that."

As if staying aloof from the incident, Mr. Ye Han didn't take it seriously.

Weighing the purse, there were a total of 860 low-grade spiritual stones in it.

500 of them are the monthly salary of the official teaching assistant.

For an ordinary second-level family leader, this is a pretty good fixed income that can cover basic training resources without much risk.

The other 360 pieces are because Tong Xuan is thinking about his original promise.

Even though there was an accident at the end of the trial, the team with the most coins could not be selected as promised.

Tong Xuan still entrusted Jiang Yongnian to give these 360 ​​low-grade spiritual stones to him.

Thinking about it this way, this old man is quite kind...

Ye Hanjun said in his heart that it was a pity.

Rhinohorn Crane died, and his old body was severely damaged again.

Although Tong Xuan is alive, he can only provide for his old age and has no ability to step into the battlefield again.

Such a bitter and spicy taste may not be pleasant for an old man.

He shook his head, exuding a trace of pity.

Ye Hanjun's eyes fell on the third item.

It was a ring - a "piercing ring".

It is not a magical prop that can be bought casually in the store. It is very rare and can only be used twice if it is intact.

There is no rigid rank requirement for the wearer. As long as he is a favored master and a trace of soul power is injected into it, it can be activated smoothly.

The effect after activation is to shoot out a powerful destructive light. If it can hit the head of the prey at a suitable distance, even Xia Zhao Xiaocheng's defensive spirit will be hated.

This is a precious gift given to himself by Jiang Yongnian in his personal capacity.

On the surface, he probably thought that Lord Ye Han performed well this time, so he gave him something for self-defense.

Behind the scenes, probably a shrewd old man began to invest in potential newcomers.

Lord Yehan didn't comment, and threw the money bag, rings, and scrolls all into the dimensional bag.

I packed my bags and made sure Guagua stayed in the kettle instead of sneaking out to play.

Ye Hanjun left Villa No. 233 and took the carriage to the Disabled Spirits Rescue Center.

Soon, a 500-meter-tall white tower-like building came into view. The cross badge on the top of the tower shone in the sun, faintly exuding a holy atmosphere.

"here."

A slightly depressed shout sounded, and Shen Jiaoyun, who was waiting at the door as agreed, waved his hand towards Lord Ye Han.

"Assistant Professor Shen is feeling better?"

Ye Hanjun approached and said hello with a smile.

Let nature take its course, and the senses sweep over the other person's body.

The dangerous appearance of lying in a pool of blood a few days ago has disappeared.

But Shen Jiaoyun has only recovered to the stage where she can walk and speak normally. It will take at least a week or two for her to participate in high-intensity treatment again.

"Much better."

With a wry smile, Shen Jiaoyun sighed and shook his head as he looked at the energetic new assistant coach.

She led Ye Hanjun through the police patrol and entered an unused ward on the first floor.

After sitting down, Shen Jiaoyun sat upright, raised his charming eyelashes, and asked seriously:

"Tell me, what's the matter, do you need to come here to ask me?"

"If you can, please keep what I say below a secret."

Ye Hanjun looked directly at the other person's face, and there seemed to be no respect from the younger generation for the senior in his eyes.

In the same way, there is no colored vision for men to look at women, and they respond to her questions purely and normally.

"Okay." After a slight hesitation, Shen Jiaoyun agreed.

Ye Hanjun did not beat around the bush, pointed his sword at the core and said:

"Assistant Professor Shen has been working in the rescue center."

"Except for the formal mentor named 'Shaoyao' whom I heard about last time, you should be one of the few high-level healers here. Even in a harsh working environment like the seventh floor, you often have the opportunity to come into contact with...this point No objection?"

"That's true. If Master Shao is not present, I am the highest-ranking medical team leader here."

Shen Jiaoyun nodded, staring intently.

"As the owner of the Desert Witch, I would like to ask Assistant Professor Shen to help me recall it."

"Since she came to the academy and the rescue center more than half a year ago, has anyone wanted to take the Desert Witch away directly without going through the contract process?"

"It doesn't have to be students, it can include college staff, teaching assistants, tutors... and even the leaders of the college."

"Especially those who make requests but are rejected by you as unreasonable. If there is such a person, if possible, please inform me of the name and identity of the relevant person."

"this……"

Shen Jiaoyun's curved eyebrows suddenly wrinkled.

A look of confusion flashed across his still charming face. He pondered for a long time and said with uncertainty:

"I have the impression that the witch has just arrived at the rescue center, and there are indeed many people coming to visit."

"Both the hospital leaders and the celebrity tutors have all been here before. After knowing that she was a dark and shining person, everyone will feel very sorry."

"But when it comes to 'wanting to be taken away and then rejected', I thought about it hard, but I don't seem to have an intuitive impression..."

"Assistant Professor Shen shouldn't be at the rescue center all the time, at least half of his personal time, right?"

Ye Hanjun said calmly:

"If possible, I would like to ask Assistant Professor Shen to fully investigate and then confirm with me."

"There is no need to make a big show of it, just do it as low-key and covertly as possible."

"May I know the reason?"

Shen Jiaoyun did not agree in a hurry, looked into Lord Ye Han's dark eyes and asked directly.

"I suspect that I may be being targeted."

After a pause, Lord Ye Han said solemnly:

"To be honest, when I was chased by Ghost Hunter and Gui Ya, I found that in addition to wanting to capture Wang Xinfei alive, they seemed to also want to capture the witch."

"For anyone, seeing someone making a contract with a rare wizard's favored spirit will indeed become interesting."

"Killing the beloved master and taking away the beloved spirit can earn extra income, which is also in line with the consistent style of the Four Ghosts Mercenary Group."

"But, is there a possibility..."

"Before they came, their main target was not only Wang Xinfei, but also witches?"

Ye Hanjun's voice seemed to have penetrating power. Shen Jiaoyun's pupils shrank slightly into needle shapes, and his condensed thoughts dispersed.

After giving him dozens of seconds to think, Ye Hanjun continued:

"Just think, the team for the trial was temporarily formed. Before the formal assembly, except for the two mentors, the assistant teachers had no idea who each other was."

"But once the Four Ghosts mercenary group took action, they were as fast as a heel and as fast as lightning."

"Again, they lured the tiger away from the mountain to lure away Zhi Zhengqing, and again, the police suppressed the police and killed Wu Chong."

"A series of actions seem to indicate that the Four Ghosts Mercenary Group understands us. They had clear plans and task assignments before the battle began."

"I have no evidence, but I might as well make a bold guess. Only when someone in the academy colludes with the Four Ghosts Mercenary Group can the Ghost Hands obtain first-hand intelligence and then design against us."

"Assuming that the speculation comes true, in order to avoid alerting the person who leaked the information in advance and prevent him from jumping over the wall or escaping overnight."

"I just want to ask Assistant Professor Shen to assist in the investigation. If something can be discovered, the sacrifices of those in the trial will not be in vain."

At the end of the sentence, Ye Hanjun's eyes burned brightly, revealing a hint of ruthlessness at the right time.

As for Shen Jiaoyun, whose eyes were distracted, his body trembled slightly when he heard this, and he woke up like a dream:

"Listen to what you said, the battle process is indeed a bit weird."

"I remembered that when I appeared, the ghost hunter glanced at me and ignored me at all."

"Under normal circumstances, even if my contracted spirit, the water goat, is following me, the owner should be more cautious and look at me twice."

"Otherwise, if I make a mistake or make a mistake in judgment, I will not have medical authority but other forms of combat authority, and I will have to pay extra costs to make up for it."

"But ghost hunting... only has one look."

"Then he didn't care about me at all, and didn't seem to worry that I could hurt him..."

Shen Jiaoyun's thoughts became clearer and clearer. While thinking, he murmured and asked:

"Assistant Professor Han, do you think that by following the witch's line, it's possible to find clues that the enemy has exposed?"

"Yes!" Lord Ye Han said calmly, "Because there are too few clues, we can only try in this direction first."

"I understand." Shen Jiaoyun took a breath and nodded heavily: "I will definitely help you with this!"

"If such pests really exist in the college, they must be removed as soon as possible."

"Moreover, Teacher Tong, Teacher Zhi, Assistant Teacher Tian, ​​Assistant Teacher Wu... there are so many students."

"So many people were injured and died because of the four ghosts."

"This pain must be felt by the people behind it!"

Ye Hanjun nodded, thought for a while, and reminded again:

"Assistant Professor Shen is also asked to be as careful and cautious as possible during the investigation."

"No matter whether the clues can be found or not, you must contact me regularly to constantly confirm the progress of the situation."

"Okay!" Shen Jiaoyun nodded and said, "As long as we can find strong evidence, we can then join forces with other mentors to strike first!"

"I hope so." Ye Hanjun smiled and stood up, "In that case, I will go back first."

"Please." Shen Jiaoyun watched him leave without leaving the door, sitting there and continuing to think.

…

Riding the carriage at the stage, listening to the creaking noise, Lord Ye Han remained calm as usual.

If the guess is true, there is really no need to do it yourself.

Whether it's Tong Xuan and Zhi Zhengqing's connections, or Tu Long, Ji Yan... there are too many sharp knives that can be borrowed.

Just be afraid, this road will not work.

If the mastermind behind the scenes is from outside the hospital, he has obtained the information inside the hospital through other channels because he covets the witch.

If this is the case, the situation will be even more difficult, and Lord Ye Han will inevitably stay on the weaker side for a longer period of time.

"We are selling cultivation secrets! "Iron Mountain Reliance" that most of the barbarian spirits can understand! "

"The Freshman Competition is just around the corner! You only need to pay 10 low-grade spiritual stones to strengthen the strength of the contracted spirit!"

Arriving at Cross Old Street, I was preparing to replenish the lack of supplies and prepare for the hunting trip in two days.

Ye Hanjun keenly noticed that whether it was a shabby grocery store, a fruit shop, a snack bar, or a renovated boutique store, there were lights and colors everywhere, as festive and lively as if it were a festival.

On the red banners that can be seen everywhere, the words "Freshman Competition" are extremely eye-catching.

"Boss, how do you sell this green-faced fang mask?"

"Boss, give me three sets of plasma bottles. The ones with the highest quality and the ones that can affect Xia Zhao's consort spirits. The price is not an issue..."

"Boss, give me two sets of silver poison needles. The more sophisticated the better..."

After a series of purchases, Ye Hanjun would take the opportunity to inquire for information every time the purchase was completed.

Then he learned that Canghai Pavilion's annual "Freshman Contest" was about to be held. As long as newcomers who had been in the North Campus for less than a year were eligible to participate.

This kind of competition is extremely valuable. You can see a lot of information about which freshmen have potential and who are destined to have no future.

The usual rules prohibiting contact between the north and south campuses will be temporarily broken.

There will be a group of senior family members from the South Campus who will occupy the most prime seats in the competition venue, and then serve as bystanders to observe which newcomers will become their peers in the near future.

In addition, most of the teaching assistants and tutors are interested in watching such events.

If the newcomers who rank high every year do not have a suitable backer, many mentors are willing to accept them as their direct disciples.

After all, the better the disciple's performance, the smoother his development, and the higher his achievements.

In the end, not only does the tutor gain face, but the deep love between teachers and students may one day blossom into different flowers as the tide of the times surges forward.

There once was a mentor who was stuck in the third rank for more than fifty years, and it was impossible for him to be promoted again on his own.

But among the students he taught, there was one who was amazingly talented and became famous after hard work. He was promoted to the 4th rank in his prime, and became the leader of the Blue Frog Kingdom, and he was famous.

Then, remembering his original kindness, the commander returned to the academy one day with a heavy gift.

Unexpectedly, a few days later, the mentor, who had no hope of promotion, made a breakthrough overnight. From an old man with almost dry blood, to a life span of at least fifty years, he became energetic again.

There are many similar stories in Canghai Pavilion's nearly two hundred years of development.

As a coach, Ye Hanjun doesn't care at all whether his disciples can help him or give him anything in the future. This kind of pursuit of absolute rewards is not suitable for becoming a teacher.

He is more interested in the present.

In this event, Su Mei, Li Jingming, and Wang Xinfei are all qualified to participate.

The Knight's Run Competition has been tested. If the disciples can achieve satisfactory results in sufficiently important social activities, feel happy about them, and feel a sense of accomplishment, then the experience that can be fed back to the coach in an instant will be more valuable than under other circumstances. many.

Maybe, this is the point of promotion to the second level.

But in such competitions, the ones with the greatest chance of winning are often the newcomers who have been hospitalized for ten or even eleven months.

Among them, the most talented group of people have practiced for a longer period of time, and they are expected to be able to cultivate the contracted spirits at the perfection level of clay sculptures.

The three disciples were unable to expose their master's ring at will, so it was really difficult for them to win.

"There are still 20 days left..."

"There is still time to prepare..."

After thinking about it, Ye Hanjun completed his shopping and returned home.

Making "bionic paint" and making more detailed plans, the remaining two days flew by in a blink of an eye, and the appointed day soon came.

"Wow~~~"

The morning glow accompanies the clouds, the dewdrops hang on the leaves, and the exuberance of life always complements the morning.

Su Mei and Li Jingming, the two disciples continued to wear weird costumes that even their mother could not recognize, and left from the fourth gate of the North Courtyard one after another.

Lord Yehan, who had been waiting outside the door for a while, was leaning in the darkness, like a cloud of smoke.

After confirming that no one was following him, he revealed his true colors.

At this time, his face was dark, and there was a hideous, long and narrow scar from his left cheek to the tip of his nose that seemed to have just healed.

And the curly black hair suddenly turned emerald green. When standing side by side with Su Mei, it was obvious that the two seemed to be blood-related brothers and sisters.

"Moo~~"

A cow and horse that looked honest and honest were untied from the rope tied to a tree trunk and forced to stop eating grass.