Infinite Waste Pick-up System

Wang Jiaming was dumbfounded. Could this be the bearing of an expert in the world of cultivation?    

No, this wasn't right. He had come into contact with many Yellow Rank and even Profound Rank experts. These experts all had strange tempers. They wouldn't even reveal their cultivation experience, let alone giving this junior a gift.    

In comparison, this Teacher Liu Fann was a freak.    

Thinking of this, Wang Jiaming suddenly regretted questioning Liu Fann. Not only did Liu Fann save his life, he even came out to help him and generously gave him Biluochun Teas.    

"Teacher, from today onwards, you are my elder brother. If you want me to go east, I will not go west. I, Wang Jiaming, will follow you!"    

Wang Jiaming quickly expressed his loyalty and wanted to hug Liu Fann's thigh.    

"Stop, stop, stop. What do you mean big brother? You are so socially angry at such a young age. I am your teacher, and you are my student. This will not change!"    

Liu Fann glared at him and continued, "I also know about your grade. Overbearing, arrogant, and conceited. If you have a bit of strength, you will forget about your appearance. A single sentence is a lack of discipline. Since I have become your teacher, I will take care of you until the end. "    

"Hehe. "    

Wang Jiaming scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.    

The next second, Liu Fann suddenly pointed to the top, and a shadow appeared in the air.    

Wang Jiaming looked at it. Wasn't this the scene outside the tent?    

"Teacher, is this tent also a magic treasure? Amazing!"    

He exclaimed.    

"It's just a broken tent. If you want it, I'll give it to you later. "    

Liu Fann said casually.    

"Thank you, teacher!"    

Wang Jiaming said excitedly, pretending to be exaggerating.    

One should know that even if Liu Fann casually threw out something, in the eyes of other Cultivator, it was still a tempting cake.    

"Take a break first. It will be eight o'clock in three hours. "    

After saying that, Liu Fann sat down cross-legged. He had a lot of insights that he needed to study after advancing to the Earth Rank, so he had plenty of free time.    

Wang Jiaming also knew that he couldn't disturb Liu Fann. He hid on a nearby sofa, swallowed the two Body Strengthening Pills, and began refining them.    

. . .    

Dusk fell.    

The students of Linhai's Seventh High had already finished their evening self-study. The entire campus was silent.    

After the guard, Uncle Zhang washed his feet, he watched television alone in his room.    

The sound of the television was very loud, and the lights were also very bright.    

In fact, the lights in Uncle Zhang's room had been bright all night these past two days.    

The cause was the sealed classroom in the school.    

Two days ago, a little girl from Class Two and Class Three cut her wrist and committed suicide in the classroom during her physical education class. It was too late for her to be sent to the hospital.    

The little girl's parents came to the school to cause a ruckus for two days straight and requested the school to give them an explanation.    

The principal of No. 7 High School hid for a day before coming back to negotiate with the little girl's parents. This time, they had to pay at least 700,000 to 700,000 to 800,000 yuan.    

However, this was not the most terrifying thing. The classroom where the scary little girl died had been flickering with ghostly fire since that night. It was green and scary.    

Grandpa Zhang had seen it many times, but he didn't have the courage to go in and take a look.    

Moreover, even in broad daylight, there were friends and classmates of the little girl in a corner, or when they bent down and saw the little girl's face at a certain moment, it really scared a lot of students.    

In fear, the principal directly sealed off this classroom and moved the students from Class Two and Class Three to another place.    

Only then did the situation ease up.    

However, at night, Grandpa Zhang could still see the ghostly fire. If it wasn't for his love for this school, he would have run away long ago.    

However, the news of Seven High School's ghosts still spread like wildfire and was uploaded onto the Internet.    

"Old Tian, are you sure there are ghosts here?"    

Outside Seven High School's campus wall, Murong Hai and Tian Bin squatted on the ground and discussed in a low voice.    

"Brother Hai, don't worry. There's definitely a ghost here. It's fine if this kind of news is posted online as a horror supernatural story, but it has been deleted by someone with ulterior motives. There must be a ghost. "    

Tian Bin stroked his glasses and said with a solemn expression: "There's one thing that I still need to explain to Brother Hai. "    

Murong Hai saw that his expression was strange and urged: "Aiya, say it quickly. What is it?"    

"Cough cough, Brother Hai, don't you usually wonder why I know so many things?"    

Tian Bin decided to reveal some of the secrets in his heart to Murong Hai.    

"Why?"    

Murong Hai stared at him closely and his interest was piqued.    

"Brother Hai, to tell you the truth, I, Tian Bin, actually have an aristocratic family behind me. Have you heard of Cultivator?"    

Tian Bin said hesitantly.    

"Cultivator? Are you saying that in the novel, that's the Cultivator who flies and lands?"    

Murong Hai said in a mocking manner, then said, "Don't tell me what kind of cultivation family your family is. This is too ridiculous. Old Tian, life is not a novel. "    

Tian Bin looked at Murong Hai as if he was looking at a fool and sighed. "Brother Hai, he said. I treat you as my brother, but you treat me as a fool. Have you never wondered why Shangguan Yun, Wang Jiaming, and the others are so strong? Or have you never wondered why Teacher Liu Fann was able to teach Chen Xi to become a Taiji master in just a few days, and even defeat Wang Jiaming in the end? "    

The meaning behind his words was already very clear.    

When Murong Hai heard this, he immediately gasped and exclaimed, "Did they all take drugs?"    

Tian Bin rolled his eyes and was shocked by Murong Hai's intelligence.    

"What the heck? That's because they are all legendary cultivators. To put it simply, they are different from us. They are already extraordinary and have powers beyond ordinary people's reach, as well as long lifespans!"    

Tian Bin was unwilling to beat around the bush with this fool.    

"Cultivation, Cao. Now that you mention it, it's really like that. No wonder teacher can use a chopstick to pierce through a beer bottle. No wonder Wang Jiaming doesn't look very strong, but he can break the sports record every sports competition. . . "    

Murong Hai felt that a mysterious and unknown door had opened in front of him.    

"Cultivation is easier said than done. My Tian family is a hidden aristocratic family, but in my generation, I don't even have the talent to cultivate. It benefited my younger brothers. Cultivation? It's easier said than done. My Tian family is a hidden aristocratic family, but in my generation, I don't even have the talent to cultivate. "    

Tian Bin sat down on the ground and looked at the light from the school gate in a daze.    

Murong Hai knew that he had to be a serious listener at this moment. He had never heard Tian Bin talk about his family matters before.    

Furthermore, he was already very interested in the magical world that Tian Bin spoke of.    

"Brother Hai, you are the only brother that I have recognized since I went to university. That is why I am willing to bring you here. To be honest, I actually came here for a purpose. As long as the supernatural incident at Seven High School is resolved, you and I will have a chance to become Extraordinaires, just like Shangguan Yun and Wang Jiaming. "    

"In my family, those who don't have the aptitude for cultivation are basically existences who have been abandoned. So, in order to obtain the recognition of my father and grandfather, I risked my life to make up for my shortcomings. "