Yuling Girl: Opening Contract SSS School Flower

Chapter 227 I don’t do whoring
at the same time.

In a city thousands of miles away.

A sunny boy was walking on the street. The street was busy with traffic, vendors, and children playing happily, laughing and having fun. It was very lively.

But the sunny boy is not sunny at all. His handsome face is full of melancholy, which is incompatible with the joy around him.

"My brother-in-law is F-level, and I am also F-level. But my brother-in-law is fake, but I am real. Alas..."

Ye Ajian sighed helplessly.

It has been a month since he awakened, and he is slowly accepting the reality that he is an F-level talent.

But reality is reality after all, so why is it so easy to accept it?

He couldn't figure it out no matter what, how could he be an F-class person?

My parents are both SS-level, and my eldest brother is also S-level. No matter how bad my genes are, I can't be F-level, right?

This makes me feel like I am no longer my biological child.

"Oh, forget it, even though it's F level, it's still much better than others. At least I can still contract with the weapon spirit."

Ye Ajian thought so to comfort himself.

If there was a starting point for cultivation, he would have already awakened in Rome.

If other ordinary people awakened to an F level, almost no girls would be interested in him.

But he is different. After all, his family belongs to Zhenbei Mansion. No matter how low his talent level is, there are still weapon spirits who make a contract with him.

And then finally rely on the family's resources to cultivate to a second-grade spiritual master in this life, which is probably no problem.

Moreover, his Ye family has a great business, and his eldest brother has become the commander of the army at a young age and will inherit his father's mantle in the future.

There is a sister and a brother-in-law who defy the odds and break through to the third level in just one year, becoming the pride of the Federation and the envy of countless people.

Therefore, it would be okay for him, Ye Ajian, to be a second-generation soldier lying flat.

"Second grade..."

Ye Ajian couldn't help but raise his head and look at the sky. The second grade may be very outstanding in the eyes of ordinary people, but in his Ye family, he is not even qualified to go to the battlefield.

"Ugh……"

"I'm still not willing to give in."

Ye Ajian shook his head helplessly, with a wry smile on his lips.

Although cognitive compromise occurs in a thought, this thought is like the wind in the grass, swinging back and forth and unable to stop at all.

"Master, you have been out for a month, it's time to go back to the academy." said the bodyguard following him.

"It doesn't matter whether I go back to the academy with my talent, I'd better go home directly." Ye Ajian said.

It's time to go back, there is always a road to walk.

"Brother, you look over [-], right?" At this moment, a man who looked a bit ghostly appeared in front of Ye Ajian.

His eyes were big, and when he spoke, they seemed to twinkle, with a malicious light.

"What are you doing? I don't do whoring."

Seeing his expression and tone, Ye Ajian couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

Isn't this a pimp?
The man smiled and said, "What are you talking about, little brother? I'm not that kind of person."

"I don't play with people either."

man:……

"Brother, you have such a rich imagination..."

After saying that, he was afraid that Ye Ajian would think of other things, so he quickly explained the purpose of his visit, "Brother, I see you are walking on the road alone. Where is your weapon spirit? Why is it not with you?"

"She's at home." Ye Ajian felt as if this person's eyes wanted to cut you open and looked at you. He felt that he was not a good person and did not tell him the truth.

Who knew that this man could immediately see through Ye Ajian's lies, "Brother, stop lying, I heard you just talking to yourself, you have no weapon spirit at all."

"Who said I lied? My weapon spirit was already at home, but I didn't know her yet." Ye Ajian defended.

Man: Uh...

If you want to say that, little brother, then I can apologize to you.

"Brother, don't be afraid. I'm not a bad person. In fact, I'm F-level just like you."

The man told Ye Ajian about his talent to relax Ye Ajian's vigilance.

Sure enough, when Ye Ajian heard this, his expression was slightly surprised, and then he looked to his side and understood something, "So you are here to mock me for not having a weapon spirit?"

man:? ? ?
Then he saw the direction of Ye Ajian's eyes and understood.

"Brother, can your brain circuits not be so clear? Do I look like a villain?" The man pushed the woman beside him away, then smoothed his hair, not forgetting to drool on it.

"It doesn't look like a villain. At best, it's just a loser." Ye Ajian looked at it carefully and said.

Hearing this, the man's face instantly became a little dissatisfied, "Brother, it would be rude for you to speak like that."

"The bastard didn't talk about you, why are you so excited? Could it be that you are really a bastard?"

Ye Ajian looked at the man with suspicious eyes.

The man's dissatisfied expression stagnated, then immediately softened, even a little embarrassed, "That's right, I'm not a bitch hehe."

After saying that, he introduced himself, "My name is Prince, what's your name, little brother?"

"Ye Ajian."

"Brother Ajian, don't worry, I'm really not a bad person. I see that you are also an F-level person. We share the same problem and we are all at the bottom of society, so I want to help you."

"Help me? How can you help me?" Seeing him getting down to business, Ye Ajian slowly became interested.

The prince pulled the woman who had just pushed away, put his hand on her waist, and said very ostentatiously, "First of all, let me introduce to you, this is my weapon spirit, the flame knife, an E-level quality weapon spirit!"

As he said this, the prince did not forget to show him.

Motivated by the power of imperial control, the woman transformed into a weapon spirit and was held by the prince in his hand. It was a long red sword.

The blade is broad and exudes a fiery aura. It is indeed of E-grade quality.

The prince was very proud.

But Ye Ajian doesn't like it. As long as he is willing, someone will make a contract with him, let alone E-level, even D-level.

But for the prince, this is indeed a masterpiece worth showing off.

Ye Ajian couldn't help but be curious. This prince was dressed in ordinary clothes, and his speech, movement, and demeanor were not elegant. At first glance, he looked like an ordinary ordinary person. How did he contract to an E-level weapon spirit?
A person like him, not to mention talent, is so ugly that it would be a shame to have an F-level weapon spirit contract.

Now he can even get an E-level contract.

Could it be because of love?

The prince had been paying attention to Ye Ajian's expression, and when he saw the interest in his eyes, he knew that the fish had taken the bait.

So he quickly struck while the iron was hot, put his hand on Ye Ajian's shoulder, and said very familiarly, "Brother Ajian, how about it, do you want to contract with such a top-notch weapon spirit like me?"

Ye Ajian looked at the weapon spirit that had returned to human form, pondered for a moment and then asked, "How much?"

"money?"

The prince didn't react, "You think I'm a human trafficker and you're talking about money?"

"Isn't it?"

Ye Ajian looked at him seriously.

(End of this chapter)