The family gathered together and had many emotions after the disaster.
However, after struggling for so long, everyone has been on tenterhooks for so long. Now that they relax, endless fatigue begins to slowly come over them.
Yang's father and Yang's mother yawned and drove Yang Fan and Yang Guo back to their respective bedrooms to rest.
When the crisis is over, life must go on. Stores should be opened tomorrow, schools should be opened, and school should be opened. Everything will not be affected.
This is life in the last days.
Crisis times will come, and no one knows when disaster will strike, but until then, people still have to live strong.
Don't ask what the meaning of life is.
In the last days.
Living is the greatest meaning!
Yang Fan took Xiao Hua and Da Hei back to his bedroom, while the Soul-eating Rat was forcibly occupied by Yang Guo on the grounds of fear. Yang's parents locked the door, turned off the lights, and returned to their bedroom.
The family fell into their respective beds almost at the same time and fell into a deep sleep.
I can't help it, I'm just too tired.
Especially Yang Fan.
The aftereffects of merging with Xiao Hua's soul have never fully subsided, and her mental strength is severely lacking. She almost fell asleep completely as soon as her head touched the pillow.
The original plan to enter the virtual community of psychic masters at night to explore secrets and gain experience was completely ruined because of this.
That night, the whole city fell asleep.
The next day.
It's half past four in the morning.
The scheduled alarm clock rang as scheduled, waking Yang Fan from his sleep.
"It's early morning so soon?"
Yang Fan stretched out and felt that he had never slept so deeply or so deeply at noon in a long time. It was really refreshing.
After several hours of rest, his blood strength and mental power reserves were all restored to full value. As soon as he opened his eyes, he felt full of energy and energetic.
Instead of staying in bed, Yang Fan sat up as soon as he turned over. He brushed his teeth, washed his face and changed clothes as usual. Then he fried a steak himself and fed three pet beasts by the way, maxing out all his energy, blood and spiritual experience.
"You feed the pet Siberian tiger, and the Siberian tiger's appetite will be greatly satisfied, its trust in you will be greatly improved, the animal taming experience will be greatly improved, the mental feedback will be +10, and the animal taming skill proficiency will be +10. "
"You feed the pet beast Black Lion Dog, and the Black Lion Dog's appetite is somewhat satisfied, and its trust in you is improved. The animal taming experience is slightly increased, the energy and blood feedback is +10, and the animal taming skill proficiency is +5. .”
"You feed the pet beast the Soul-Eating Rat, and the Soul-Eating Rat's appetite will be greatly satisfied, its trust in you will be greatly improved, its experience in animal taming will be greatly improved, its energy and blood feedback will be +20, and its proficiency in animal taming skills will be increased. +10."
“…”
Ten pieces of raw meat for each beast gave Yang Fan a total of one hundred points of mental power and three hundred points of energy and blood strength. Although it was not much, it was simpler and more convenient, and better than nothing.
"Old rules!"
After eating, Yang Fan looked down at the three pet beasts in front of him and said softly: "Leave one to look after the house in the store to protect the safety of my parents and sister. You three can discuss among yourselves, who will stay?"
"Meow~!"
"Daddy!"
"Squeak!"
The three pet beasts each screamed, and then the Soul-Eating Rat stood out listlessly with its tail between its legs and its head drooped, like a defeated rooster.
It knows that it will be the last one left.
There is no way, I am weak and have no demon power!
"Very good! It's you!"
Yang Fan glanced at the Soul-Eating Rat with satisfaction. The little guy was very smart and had a bright future.
"Squeak!"
The Soul-Eating Rat responded listlessly.
Damn it.
How can it be done without being clever? If you are not clever at all, you will be beaten every minute.
Of the two big brothers in front of it, one is a ruler of monster beasts. He is born with noble blood and cannot be offended. The other one is a level 5 demon general. When angry, he turns into a mad dog. His small body is not big enough to fill the teeth of others.
Yang Fan doesn't care about that. Weak people have no human rights. If you want to stay at home, simply work hard to become stronger.
When its cultivation surpasses that of a cat and a dog, it will naturally get the respect it deserves.
With a wave of his hand, Yang Fan put Xiao Hua and Da Hei into his pocket, stood up and went downstairs.
At this time, Yang's parents and Yang's mother had not gotten up yet. Yang Fan did not disturb them. After going downstairs, he went directly to the refrigerator, waved his hand to cover the monitor, and then filled all the empty spaces in the refrigerator with the monster meat he had collected. .
After placing more than a hundred pieces and filling all the empty seats, Yang Fan gave up.
It will take at least a week for him to return to the governor's mansion. These more than one hundred pieces of monster meat should be enough for the daily consumption of the store.
After doing all this, Yang Fan left with peace of mind. Instead of waiting for the bus, he flew directly to the room and floated away.
After reaching the fourth level of martial arts, all transportation in the city is no longer suitable. Whether it is a bus or a private car, the speed is not even as fast as Yang Fan's bounce.
This is why when Yang Fan was working as a bus in the past, he only encountered civilians and martial arts students in school. Real martial arts masters basically no longer need such slow transportation.
soon.
It usually took half an hour to travel, but Yang Fan now arrived in less than three minutes.
In the backyard playground of the South China Martial Arts School, a Yunling Type I airship was already waiting quietly.
Yang Fan turned out to be the last student to arrive. When he arrived, Chu Feiyun, Zhu Yuchen, Duan Xiaorui, Jin Wenze and An Sheng were all already in place under the airship.
Among them, Chu Feiyun and Zhu Yuchen were standing together, Duan Xiaorui and Jin Wenze were whispering in a low voice, and only An Sheng stood there alone and ignored them.
Seeing Yang Fan coming, Chu Feiyun raised his head proudly and pretended not to notice. Zhu Yuchen and Duan Xiaorui all nodded lightly at Yang Fan. Jin Wenze looked at Yang Fan curiously, not knowing what he was thinking.
Only An Sheng, after seeing Yang Fan, felt like he was seeing a relative. He flew over and hugged Yang Fan: "Brother Fan, you are here. The flowers are almost withering after waiting!"
Yang Fan glanced at An Sheng with satisfaction, and he knew that the fat man was a master unwilling to be left alone, so he followed him anyway.
In Ansheng's hopeful eyes, Yang Fan said hello to Xiaohua. The kitten lazily came out of Yang Fan's pocket and glanced at Ansheng dissatisfied.
"Meow~!"
She yelled at An Sheng extremely arrogantly. An Sheng understood immediately, nodded and bowed quickly, stretched out his hands to take the little flower in his hand.
"Baby, in the next few days, my brother's safety depends entirely on you. Please, you must work harder!"
After yesterday's lesson, An Sheng did not dare to be rude to Xiao Hua anymore. He lowered his attitude from the beginning and was careful to please her.
"Meow~!"
Xiaohua trembled: "Little fat man, if you dare to call me such a disgusting name again, be careful that I will swallow you up in one gulp!"
While speaking, Xiaohua showed her sharp teeth and a fierce look in her eyes, which really shocked Ansheng.
"No, don't mention it!" An Sheng held the little flower as if offering an ancestor: "There has to be a title between us, how about I call you Xiaohua too?"
"Tiger King!" Xiaohua glared dissatisfied: "From now on, I will call you King Tiger!"
As soon as the name Xiaohua was mentioned, the tiger king looked sad. It obviously had a name, but its owner insisted on calling it Xiaohua. What could it do
"Tiger King?"
Ansheng looked at Xiaohua's current body shape and its meowing sound. It was clearly a cat!
"Meow~! What, do you have any objections?"
An Sheng shook his head quickly: "No, absolutely no objection! The Tiger King is the Tiger King. Who doesn't have some dreams these days, right?"
The air suddenly became cold, and the tiger king couldn't help but want to eat people.
This stupid human being is even more annoying than its sand sculpture owner. I really want to eat him!
Yang Fan couldn't help but want to laugh.
Seeing that the Tiger King wanted to get angry, he moved his mind and made the Tiger King, who only had dreams, completely calm down.
Yang Fan signaled An Sheng to put the little flowers in his pocket.
With Xiao Hua here, An Sheng's personal aura will not be leaked. Even if he arrives at the guard house, his identity can be prevented to the greatest extent from being discovered by his enemies.
"Thank you Brother Fan!"
An Sheng contentedly put the Tiger King in his pocket and thanked Yang Fan softly.
Yang Fan glanced at the other four people and said softly: "Since everyone is here, before the teacher in charge comes, how about we introduce ourselves first and get to know each other?"
"Yang Fan just won a trial championship. Do you really think that you are the best brother in South China?"
"Except for the salted fish next to you, none of the people here are familiar with each other. Do you still need to introduce yourself?"
"Also, the resource competition competition organized by the garrison is not just a game. You can just go by yourself. Why do you have to bring such a useless snack?"
Chu Feiyun looked at Yang Fan and An Sheng with great dissatisfaction, raised his hand and pointed at An Sheng unceremoniously, and said disdainfully: "We are going to the governor's mansion this time to win the first place, and I don't want anyone to hold us back. Holding the entire team’s back!”
Yang Fan was startled.
This Chu Feiyun is still as arrogant as ever.
It seems that the last time I was in the trial canyon, I was not convinced yet.
However, in addition to Chu Feiyun, Yang Fan also saw Zhu Yuchen, Duan Xiaorui, and Jin Wenze looking at Ansheng with some dissatisfaction.
Yang Fan couldn't help but shrugged. It seemed that the appearance of An Sheng had aroused dissatisfaction among all the team members.
This is a good thing. Yang Fan is not angry. The reason why these people are dissatisfied is because they do not know Ansheng's true strength. They are worried that Ansheng's ability is not enough to be a seed player in this tournament, rather than personal grudges.
This shows that everyone’s collective sense of honor is all online, and they all want to win.
"Fat man, it seems that everyone is not very confident about your strength!"
Yang Fan smiled softly, and did not bring Principal Chen Guang out to talk about the matter. Instead, he turned his head and took a deep look at An Sheng next to him, and said, "Tell me, what should I do now?"
An Sheng straightened up, held his head high, chest raised, buttocks raised, and his big round belly moved forward by more than half a meter.
"This is simple!" An Sheng squinted his eyes and glanced at the four people in front of him, and said lightly: "If anyone thinks that I am not qualified to go to the Guards Mansion, then stand up and fight with me. If you lose, I will The handsome man just pats his butt and leaves without saying a word!"
What you say is so tough.
Yang Fan couldn't help but cast an appreciative look at him. He knew that this guy was very coquettish. At this time, he would not jump out and show off fiercely, and slap the faces of the four geniuses in front of him. He would be so upset at night that he couldn't even sleep.
Chu Feiyun and the four of them looked at each other, suddenly feeling very funny.
In the South China Martial Arts School, besides Yang Fan, a pervert who suddenly rose up, there was someone who dared to challenge them so brazenly.
This little fat guy with a rotten look was like a toad yawning, so loudly.
Why would a rookie who is only at the fifth level of martial arts dare to challenge them? How thick-skinned is he
"Jin Wenze!" Chu Feiyun turned his head and glanced at Jin Wenze, who was in Class 2, Grade 3, and said softly to him: "Go weigh him and see if he really has that ability!"
Among the four people, Jin Wenze's cultivation level is slightly inferior. If Fatty can't defeat Jin Wenze, then he really doesn't have to go to the guard house to embarrass himself.
"Okay." Jin Wenze did not refuse, stood up directly, looked at An Sheng with a chuckle, stretched out his hands and clasped his fists: "Classmate An Sheng, Jin Wenze, Class 2, Grade 3, please enlighten me!"
(End of chapter)