King Ember's Journey to Tevat

Chapter 269 Executive Officer Studying
"Tuk! Tuk! Tuk!"

"Hey! Why aren't you talking? Weren't you very capable just now?"

Ember knocked on the prickly egg that trapped Young Master and yelled.

Isn't this guy stunned by the blow?Why didn't you say a word?
"Damn it! What kind of guy are you? Let me out if you can, and let's have a good fight!"

The young master within the hairy egg tightly grasped his broken double-headed sword and worked hard to chop the thorns in front of him.

But just like before, the slashing blow that could have cracked mountains and cracked rocks hit the thorn of rejection without leaving even a scratch.

This is also inevitable. The thorn of rejection serves as the golden tree's last-minute means of self-protection. To destroy it, at least the power of a god is needed.

At the beginning, even Menggert was unable to deal with the thorn of rejection, let alone the young master.

"Hey, you want to fight?" Yu Yan's mean voice came, making the young master a little uneasy.

"Fighting justly and openly, this is the courage a warrior should have!" Young Master's hoarse voice was already a little tired, but he still cheered up and responded to Yu En.

"I see you're full! Do you think about fighting every day? Aren't you tired from fighting?"

As he spoke, Yan Yan opened up the wall of rejection and came face-to-face with taunts and finger pointing.

【good chance! 】 When the young master saw the sunlight penetrating into the cage, his eyes narrowed, and with lightning speed, he turned the chop into a thorn and stabbed towards the embers.

"Crack-"

How could Yi Yan not see what Young Master was thinking?As soon as he let go of his hand, the thorns he had pushed aside instantly rebounded, jamming the young master's weapon.

"drink!"

"Drink!"

"Drink ah ah ah!"

……

Within the "hairy egg" that exuded a faint golden light, the young master once again fell into self-doubt.

He first looked at his empty hands, then looked up at the weapon stuck in the thorn wall that could not be pulled out.

It was the first time he fought so hard. No, the opponent didn't fight at all, he was just teasing him.

That guy in armor outside is terrifyingly powerful!
After thinking about it more clearly, the frustration in the young master's heart disappeared and was replaced by the long-lost excitement.

It was the excitement that surged through the body for a long time after meeting an incomparably powerful enemy.

But when Yan Yan outside saw Young Master's excitement, he suddenly felt that he couldn't understand it.Is there something wrong with the executive's brain to be so excited after being disarmed?
Soon, Ember didn't think so much anymore.Because there are more important things to do now - that is to train the young master to become a qualified debt collector of Beiguo Bank!

As for why?It's just that Yu Yan feels that the young master's brain is a bit muscular and needs to be balanced with some knowledge.

"Let me ask you again, what is the first rule of conduct for employees of Beiguo Bank?"

"You are very strong..."

"tie!"

"hiss--"

The young master looked at his thigh that was bleeding again. He no longer knew how many times he had been silent.

Why is this Laoshizi thorn vine so powerful?He's armed with the Demon King's weapon, but can he still break his defense?
"I don't know." After a moment of silence, the young master replied briefly.

"Isn't it right? You don't even know the first point? Aren't you from Beiguo Bank here to collect debts?"

"Yes, but I don't look at this kind of thing at all." The young master was still a little humble. In fact, he didn't even know that Beiguo Bank had such a thing.

"I'm convinced, no wonder I think about fighting every day." After making a remark, Yi Jin waved his hand and said, "I read it, you write it, don't tell me that you can't even write a word?"

Then under the shocked gaze of the young master, the thorns that trapped him began to grow, shed their thorns, twist... and finally formed a set of wooden tables and chairs.

And there was a stack of white paper and a writing pen on the table.

Silence swept over the young master again.

The young master in the Demon King's armed state trembled his lips, trying to say something.But he caught a glimpse of the cold light and sharp thorns all around him, and finally sat down obediently.

"Clap!"

Maybe it was because I was too excited, or maybe I just didn't use my strength so carefully when the Demon King was armed.As soon as the young master grasped the writing pen, he broke it in half.

"The account will be settled on your head." The voice of Ember came again, and then a heavy rain of writing pens poured down. Now the master has no shortage of pens.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

The writing pens died in various strange ways. Some were crushed by the young master, some were broken by him, and some were twisted during the writing process...

Only then did the young master realize that when the Demon King was armed, his control over his own power was so weak.

Perhaps this is also the reason why his body is so exhausted every time after using the Demon King's Arms - it is inevitable that his body will be damaged if he unconsciously uses a force that his body cannot bear.

The young master seemed to understand a little now. He carefully controlled his strength and tremblingly finished writing on the white paper what Yu Jin called "The First Article of the Northland Bank Employee Code of Conduct".

At this time, the young master was surprised to find that the pen in his hand was the last one.

"Well……"

Before the young master could think about anything, he suddenly felt himself spinning, and a feeling of nausea and vomiting followed.

He understood that it was time for the Demon King to arm himself, and the next step would be an unbearable time of backlash.

"Huh?" A familiar stinging sensation came from his buttocks, and the young master realized that another thorn had pricked him.

He instinctively wanted to dodge, but the Young Master after being armed by the Demon King was too weak and no longer as agile as before.

But the sting only lasted for a moment, and then there was a warmth that the young master had never felt before.It's very similar to the warmth I felt when I was a kid looking at the heavy snow outside the window and shrinking next to the fireplace.

Under this warmth, the young master was surprised to find that the nausea, soreness, nausea and other discomforts on his body had all disappeared.

He stood up and looked around in disbelief. Then he came to his senses and said to Ember: "What are you..."

"Hehe, the preliminary preparations are finally completed." Yi Jin interrupted Young Master, he grinned, and then asked: "Have you learned the first lesson?"

"Forehead……"

"Northland Bank is the solstice..."

The young master looked at the thorns around him, his face constantly changing and distorting, and finally gave in.Intermittently, he began to recite the first article of the Northland Bank Employee Code of Conduct.

After all, he has run out of hundreds of pens to write. If he can't memorize anymore, I'm afraid Yu Yan will doubt the young master's IQ.

"Clap clap clap!"

Yi Yan clapped his hands happily, it was not easy, this kid finally got the idea.

"Okay, now let's teach you the second rule of the Northland Bank Employee Code." After Ember finished speaking, he started to recite it nonstop.

There was no way he could do it. In order to prepare for Ningguang's interview, he looked at everything on the market in Liyue.

As for Hu Ember's memory, if he said he could never forget anything, he would be underestimating him.But he generally doesn't want to turn on the power so much.

"More...more?" Young Master's shocked voice came from the thorn egg. How come Yi Yan is more familiar with the rules of the Northland Bank than he is?

"Nonsense, your bank only has one code of conduct for employees? Have you finished writing it?" Yi Yan said angrily.

"Wait...wait!" In a hurry, a small opening appeared in the thorn wall again, and then a note was thrown out by the young master.

Why does this scene look like visiting a prisoner?Yi Yan suddenly thought of this, but soon he shook his head, picked up the note, and read it carefully.

A visit to a prison is a visit to a prison, and it’s pretty much the same anyway.

"Tsk, the words are all wrong! Still an executive? Rewrite!" Yi Yan shook his head and sighed. The young master's cultural level is worrying.

"You are deceiving others..."

Yi Yan raised his eyebrows, and then with a flick of his wrist, the white paper flew out like a dart.

"Gulu." The young master looked at the white paper inserted into the thorn wall, touched his throat, and swallowed the word "too much" decisively.

Did he just take a step before death?
"Shhhhh!"

After a short period of tranquility, the sound of learning rang out in the lonely wilderness.

(End of this chapter)