National Animation Inheritance: I choose Six Ways Obito!

It is far from the kind of stainless steel insulation box.

Chapter 50

The cooking box in Dashan's hand is an advanced storage device.

Tiangong Academy often formulates different storage boxes according to the needs of different people.

This cooking box is specially designed for chefs.

Although the space is small, the time velocity inside is almost zero.

Therefore, no matter what kind of harsh ingredients are placed in this cooking box, they will not rot.

As long as you don't open it often, even the temperature can be maintained at the moment when you are out of the pot.

Much higher end than a refrigerator.

This is the favorite box for top chefs to collect precious dishes.

Of course, the disadvantage is that it is very expensive.

"It's not good for me to just take such an expensive gift..."

Qin Shi shook his head and didn't take it.

Da Shan handed Qin Shi the cooking box containing potato cakes.

"This is not for you, it's for investment, you know, boy."

"When you become stronger in the future, when you go to the demon domain for trials, if you see special ingredients, please pack them in this cooking box and bring them back for me."

"I won't let you work in vain, I will pay you the corresponding coins, or the special dishes I made."

"This potato cake and food box are just a gift for our cooperation, haha."

Patting Qin Shi on the shoulder, Da Shan laughed out loud, in a great mood.

"It's hard to find a confidant. You can eat this piece of meat cooked with twelve spices slowly in the restaurant. I'm going to work in the back kitchen."

"Put the plate on the table after eating, and I'll clean it up later."

He snapped his fingers.

All the dining cars seemed to have spirituality, turned by themselves, and then creaked and rolled towards the kitchen with him.

Qin Shi put the cooking box in the ninja backpack, and then walked back to the dining table in the corner with the meat.

"Old Qin, you are right!"

Pei Bu was lying on two chairs, stroking his stomach contentedly.

"Really, this piece of beef is so delicious! Fortunately, I listened to you and finished eating all this piece of meat."

"Let me just say, the dignified Chef Dashan, how could he fool us with food."

"Those stupid students yelled that it was unpalatable, so no one ate all the meat. It's a pity, it's a pity, haha!"

Qin Shi smiled.

Most of the students who come to Demon Hunting Academy are students from excellent families.

They really look down on this kind of bland to tasteless large piece of beef that hasn't even been cut.

"Lao Liu, the focus now is whether the beef is delicious?"

Huang Maoli hurriedly stuffed the remaining meat into his mouth in good faith.

Holding a water glass and pointing at Qin Shi, he couldn't speak well.

"The point... hiccup... the point is Lao Qin!"

"My God... B-level inheritance... is more vigorous than those S-level inheritance students."

"You two, one is from the richest merchant family in Kyushu, and the other is so powerful that even S-class students can't match them."

"Didn't I live in the Osiris Red dormitory? I feel so stressed..."

Li Shanyi finished the cold drink in the cup in one gulp, with a melancholy expression on her face.

Qin Shi and Pei Bubu burst out laughing.

"So much bullshit, college friendships, all that shit?"

"Drink and drink, and stuff your mouth with the fruit beer that Lao Qin brought back."

Pei Bubu took a can of fruit beer and threw it to Huang Mao, and he "snapped" the pull ring of the beer can.

"Come on, Lao Qin, you can do something too!"

"My elder brother and second brother both told me that college roommates are good brothers for life."

"For our future friendship, touch one!"

......

The next day, eight in the morning.

Qin Shi was unkempt, and put on his school uniform while running.

He's fine.

Pei Bubu and Li Shanyi's school uniform pants were worn when they were running.

"Drinking is wrong, drinking is wrong!"

"I regret drinking that beer with you!"

Qin Shi's face was full of remorse.

According to teacher Qingzhi's arrangement yesterday, everyone will gather in the square at 07:30.

"That's right, but Lao Qin, you only took a sip, it's still fruit beer!"

"Tsk tsk, it's embarrassing for us in dormitory 304."

Pei Bubu didn't forget to backstab while running.

By the time the three of them ran to the playground, the rest of the students had already lined up according to the colors of their school uniforms.

Under Teacher Qingzhi's stern gaze, the three of them lined up at the end of the line in desperation.

Another 3 minutes passed.

The headmaster, who was naked to the waist, ran over rumblingly.

He ran up to the podium, sat down in the center seat, and yanked the microphone over.

"I'm sorry, students, I drank a few more glasses last night and fell asleep."

"But I hope you get used to it. I have never been a punctual person as the principal."

"However, I don't have to be punctual, but if you dare to be unpunctual, as long as I catch you once, I will let you know what stir-fried chestnuts are."

"Why are you so overbearing? Because I am the principal, I am very strong, no one can control me, if one day you are as strong as me, you can be late, that's it."

He coughed a few times.

"Let's get down to business."

"First of all, I will assign you a class."

As he spoke, Principal Bai Qi yawned and casually pointed at a student in the audience.

"That cross-eyed classmate, that's right, he was talking about you."

"Using him as a benchmark, the students on the right collectively take ten steps to the right!"

The old man continued to glance.

"Cross-eyed, including the classmate on his left, you will be in the same class from now on!"

"It's called Class A1!"

"Remember, you have to help each other in the same boat, share the blessings, and share the difficulties!"

As soon as the old man opened his mouth, the audience was in an uproar.

With such a casual gesture, even if they are divided into classes.

Qin Shi immediately looked at the first batch of assigned classes.

"This old man... is he really pointing fingers?"

He found that in the first class assigned by the old man, all the students were wearing yellow school uniforms.

And the number of people is not too many, it is 30 people.

"Quiet!"

The old man patted the table of the podium violently.

"Arnold, you are their homeroom teacher!"

In the group of lecturers.

The handsome man who had regained his vitality and his face was rosy again nodded.

Closing the four-leaf clover magic book in his hand, he walked to the front of Class A's queue.

The old man continued to point to people, and the students on the left were still divided into the same class, and then a teacher was arranged to be the head teacher.

They were all students in yellow school uniforms.

As a result, in just one minute, classes A1 to A1 have been divided into different classes.

"Students in yellow and blue uniforms retreated to the edge of the playground."

The principal shouted loudly that only the students in red uniforms were left on the playground.

"You, and the student on your left, are called Class B1."

This time it is not 30 people, but a precise 60 people as standard.

From B1 to B11 classes, [-] students in red school uniforms were quickly divided into classes.

The trio in Qin Shi's dormitory were fortunately assigned to a class, class B7.

And the head teacher assigned to them turned out to be their old acquaintance, Qing Zhi.

Chapter 51 Principal Candidates

"Hi, classmates, we meet again..."

Qing Zhi smiled and waved to Qin Shi and the others, then stood beside them.

He did not stand at the front of the queue like other teachers.

"It's all good, now, the class division is over, and the class teachers are optimistic about their students."

With a big wave of his hand, the headmaster announced that the class division was over.

"Ok?"

Qin Shi frowned.

"Students in red uniforms and yellow uniforms are divided into classes, so... what about those students in blue uniforms?"

"Is there no S class?"

Noticing Qin Shi's doubts, Pei Bubu leaned over his face.

"Among the freshmen every year, those S-level inheritance students form a separate class, and there is no number. Only one name is used all the time."

"It's called 'Supernova Class'!"

"And the class teacher assigned to them is also the strongest among all the lecturers."

"This year seems to be..."

Pei can't look left and right.

Finally, a man came out from the group of lecturers and stood in front of nine students in blue uniforms.

This is a middle-aged man in his 35s.