Interactive Fiction: The Right Choice After Unemployment

Chapter 235 I will teach you the truth
Option 22.2 66.6%, Option 11.1 [-]%, Option [-] [-]%.

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【Option [-]】

[Look at the situation first, and then talk when there is no one at night, to avoid being discovered]

……

If you want to act, the most important thing is to be safe, and then take your time.

Zheng Zhuo wagged his tail and quietly followed Wu Wei and the two deceived young men.He crossed the low, damp, moss-covered drain and walked slowly forward, clinging to the roof.

He seemed to hear the children nearby saying "there is a big white dog on the roof".

But he chose to ignore it.

As Wu Wei and the two students walked further and further in, they also became farther and farther away from the main road.

But the noisy sounds around him didn't weaken because of this, it's better to say...

...it seems to be getting louder.

"It's a bet, it's a bet! Buy it and leave it, hey hey, don't squeeze it, don't squeeze it, don't squeeze it first."

"Don't squeeze! I clearly saw it clearly, you just pressed my 'General Mochizuki' on the head! Hey, you fucker, did you get a kickback?"

"Ha! What are you talking about! Hey, don't lift that cup!"

"What's the matter with you, look, isn't this wormwood? What is it? You hide this thing in a bowl, you old trick—"

"Oh, can you stop crowding? The chair I just set up here will be squeezed out by you!"

"Bucktooth, don't worry about your broken chair! You don't know what to do with stacking those things all day long!"

"What are you talking about? This is the method of meditation! It's better than fighting crickets like you..."

"You just have quirks! You..."

Good guy.

The further you go inside, the louder it gets.Zheng Zhuo wished he could have two big plugs in his hands to plug his fox ears.

He has seen the school.It was just a shabby room, and there were about [-] students sitting in it.Looking in from the window, people are fighting crickets, people are playing with chairs, people are throwing pictures, and some people are sleeping...how can they sleep?
Anyway, no one is practicing.

Those who were reading took "Guan Gong Fighting Qin Qiong", and those who closed their eyes were already snoring.

"What are you doing! What are you doing! Huh? Be quiet! Sit down!"

Wu Wei yelled towards the school.

His yelling didn't use his true energy, it was just the feeling of an ordinary person yelling at a child.Zheng Zhuo turned on [Appraisal] and looked, only to see a small box pop up on Wu Wei's body.

……

【Name: Wu Wei】

【Race: Human】

[Tendons: wood and soil double veins are extremely weak]

[Acquisition: Meditation Sutra and Qi training achieve great success]

[Supernatural power: none]

[Magic weapon: none]

……

Well, not as good as when Zheng Zhuo started.

However, the students are naturally invisible.

"Ah, the master is here."

"Master is here..."

Hearing the master yelling, the little monks immediately dispersed and returned to their positions.

Wu Wei swaggered into the classroom and slammed the door open.

"Everyone is quiet! Those who want to practice are so noisy, how decent!"

"..."

Children are children.Zheng Zhuo sighed.

As long as it is fierce enough, it can hold the field.

"Today you have a new senior brother and sister. Come, come in and get to know each other."

Mei Chenggong and Wei Ruxuan walked in.When they first arrived, they introduced themselves somewhat awkwardly.

"From now on, you must support your juniors and younger sisters! Look at you, how decent you are! Have you finished your homework today?"

"..."

There were noisy voices in the hall.

Wu Wei walked into the seat.He looked at it and picked up the book in one of his hands.

"I only copied one line all morning? Huh?"

He made a gesture to fight.The little monk shrank his neck in fright.

But he didn't really fight.

"Copy everything carefully for me. I brought a new book back a few days ago. Have you not read it yet? Copy one for me every day! I'm going out tomorrow, and if I come back and see a word that hasn't moved, I won't have anything to eat." eat!"

After he finished speaking, he walked out with his hands behind his back.

"Come on, you two. The bedroom is at the back, the east wing is for male cultivators, and the west wing is for female cultivators. I'll take you to share the beds, and then I'll tell you about the rules here..."

He left with two new members.The little monks gathered around the window and watched his receding figure disappear into the alley, and started chatting again.

And Zheng Zhuo slipped down along the beams on the other side just as they approached the window on the other side of the corridor.

He poked his head out quietly and looked at the contents copied by the students.

"("Meditation Sutra"..."Xuan Jing"..."Ren Hua Jing"...)"

Zheng Zhuo's "Concentration Art" is only for beginners.But even he could tell something was wrong.

"(This method of teaching breathing is too superficial, and the writing is all obvious words... The quality of the book is really poor, and many of them are scattered. The format is also different.)"

It looks like a few copper coins were carried back from a night market stall.

"(What can you learn based on these studies? However, they don't have any talent, maybe even if they can't learn it, it won't be easy to be discovered...)"

It's really a big gap.

In addition to all kinds of scriptures whose authenticity is unknown, Zheng Zhuo also saw some patterns of handles.It seems that the usual homework in this school is to copy scriptures, and then practice these kung fu styles.

Those kung fu moves are probably useless to monks who really know supernatural powers.At most, it's better to keep fit... Seeing Wu Wei's big waist and round waist, it's probably possible to keep fit.

There was a rustling sound ahead.Wu Wei seemed to be back, and the little monks ran back in a hurry.

Zheng Zhuo didn't delay much, and jumped up to the roof.

……

at night.

There are only three rooms in the entire Xiyun Town Zong: a school hall, a wing room (divided into two halves), and a room for Wu Wei.

And these so-called "textbooks" will not be put away.Therefore, it can be said that Zheng Zhuo did not spend any effort to replace the textbooks tonight.

"receive."

He entered through the window, pinched his claws, and the scriptures and drawings littered on the table, as well as the new books brought back by Wu Weigang piled up on the ground, were all put into the silver bracelet by him.

"out."

Another sound.He put the "Concentration Art" on the table.

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the next day.

Wu Wei really went out early.When these little monks came to the school after breakfast, they were surprised to find that there was no book here.

"Huh? Where's the book?"

"Look! There is one book left on the table!"

The remaining book is naturally Zheng Zhuofang's "Concentration Art".

And Zheng Zhuo is hiding on the roof beam at the moment.He wagged his tail and watched the scene.

"So, yesterday the master said that there is a new book brought back earlier, let us copy one a day..."

"Speaking of one copy, there is really only one copy! There are so many of us, how can we copy it?"

"Oh, don't talk nonsense, can't we all read it together? Hurry up and write, there will be no food later!"

Wu Wei's threat yesterday was very effective.Several students brought books and pens and formed a row, opened the "Concentration Art", and copied it.

"Hurry up……"

It seems that Wu Wei is not diligent in exchanging books.Everyone is no stranger to the situation of fewer books.Other students moved up to bench and sat behind the copying student.Those students copied a page and handed the next page back.The students in the back copy it according to the facsimile, and then pass it on to the back.

For a while, there were only loud chattering and brushing of writing in the hall.

……

Among other things, these little monks copied things really fast.Only half a day later, everyone finished transcribing the "Concentration Art".

They played again.Some little monks started fighting crickets, which attracted everyone to watch.

After a while, Wu Wei came back from the outside.

He was very drunk.When Zheng Zhuo saw it, he knew that his so-called "going out on business" was to buy wine with the new tuition fee.

"Hey...do you...remember..."

He couldn't speak fluently.

"Remember it." The little monks showed him the notebook.

"very good……"

He didn't even see what scriptures were written.Zheng Zhuo reckoned that he himself had never read any sutras other than the "Meditation Sutra".

"Come on, eat."

time to eat!
All the little monks flocked outside.From the looks of it, Zheng Zhuo and the others have a long-term entrustment of meal tickets with restaurants outside.

When everyone was gone, Zheng Zhuo jumped off the beam.

"out."

A white light flashed.All the books are back in their original places.

"(Copy it all. That's good.)"

Zheng Zhuo thought so, picked up the original copy of "Concentration Art" on the table, and jumped out of the window.

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【problem】

[The textbooks of Xiyun Zhenzong have all been replaced with "Concentration Art".Next, how to act? 】

【Option [-]】

【Stay some more time in Xiyun Town, observe and observe】

【Option [-]】

[You can go to Xiyunzong on the mountain, and find an opportunity to spread it there]

【Option [-]】

[The transmission speed is a bit slow.Go practice "Concentration Art" by yourself, and practice more supernatural powers to increase the speed]

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