Budo: Age of Chi

Chapter 203 Discussion
"The times are developing, and everything is progressing!"

An old man with a strong figure and gray hair passed the procedure and entered the secret realm of Yucai Middle School.

His face is old, but his eyes are still sharp, and the eagle stares at the wolf, revealing a compelling evil spirit, which is out of tune with him.

After sighing, he took the initiative to restrain his momentum.

After all, this secret realm is different from those public secret realms, it is not that dangerous, and there is no need to tense up all the time.

"Grandpa, why are you here?"

Meng De rushed over to pick him up.

Another secret realm interaction period, but without leaving the secret realm, there is no way to contact the outside world.

He was a little surprised. He didn't expect to receive a notice that it was Mr. Meng who came directly to the secret realm to find him.

The secret realm of Yucai Middle School has been semi-open for a long time, and the various procedures are very cumbersome.

However, as a family member of a student, Mr. Meng naturally has preferential treatment.

On the first day of the interaction period, after verifying his identity, he quickly entered the secret realm.

Academy City has expanded again, covering a larger area to accommodate more people to live and use.

"But what's the matter?"

Meng De's face became serious.

He knew that old man Meng would not come to him in person if there was no important matter.

"Well, there is something I want to discuss with you."

Mr. Meng nodded and said:
"Find a place first, then talk about it in detail."

"it is good."

Meng De took large and small bags of luggage for him.

He didn't need to guess too much, he knew that it should be the resources that Mr. Meng had earned for himself during this time.

It's just that compared to the holiday, it's much less.

Meng De didn't dislike it, no matter how small a mosquito's legs are, it's still meat.

From here, one can feel the old man's deepest feelings for his eldest grandson.

You know, even the eighth uncle Meng Ren, who has worked so hard in the army and has the potential to break through the realm of true energy, has never been treated this way.

It is really not good to be partial to offspring, but if the object of partiality is yourself, it is indeed a different kind of experience.

Mengde can clearly feel this kind of emphasis and preference.

He wanted to book a hotel for Mr. Meng, but he refused.

"Don't do this, just come to discuss with you, and leave after finishing.

These precious medicines are all brought to you, you should take them home and put them away first, and then deal with them later. "

"Well, let's visit the elite base of Yucai Middle School first.

I've told you before, but it's never clear from the intuitive feeling.

Come back here later, find a place to elaborate. "

Meng De responded, took old man Meng into the helicopter, and flew directly to the elite base of the sixth form.

The remaining forty or so elite martial arts students in the sixth form each have their own things to do.

Not many people paid attention to Mr. Meng's arrival.

Only Wang Chuanli and Xia Cao met Mr. Meng.

In front of him, both of them looked a little stiff.

"Hi, grandpa."*2
Mr. Meng nodded and said:
"Dragon does not live with snakes, and young men are good."

They chatted a few words with each other, not involving too much personal family information, but just started the topic around Meng Delai.

After Meng De packed up, he beckoned and asked Meng De to return to the big city with him.

After the two left, Wang Chuanli was beaming with joy and enthusiasm.

"Awesome, Meng De's grandfather is actually a master of fascia!"

"Indeed, even if ordinary people spend time, at most they are in the visceral environment.

Without certain talents and opportunities, it is impossible to reach the fascia state, and this stage is still complete. "

Xia Cao nodded in agreement, her eyes full of envy and awe.

They have been martial arts students for more than two years, and they have improved a lot in all aspects, with keen perception, and can detect the evil spirit on Mr. Meng's body.

Ordinary warriors who have survived will not have this kind of aura at all.

Only warriors who have experienced many battles and grown up in blood and fire can be like Mr. Meng.

The family situation of the two is the same as Meng De's. They are both small families and cannot be regarded as families.

The strongest member of Wang Chuanli's family only has viscera level.

Being able to get to this point is entirely due to my own talent and hard work, with very little help from my family.

As for Xia Cao, the situation is better. There is an uncle who is a high-ranking blood-changer in the family.

Like Meng De, he also has a family tradition of martial arts.

It's just that the three of them have been together for nearly three years, so they can say whatever needs to be said.

Only this set of family-inherited martial arts, Xia Cao didn't disclose at all.

This is similar to Meng De, Wulong Baozhu Zhuang has never said anything about it.

They are very measured with each other, and will not ruin their friendship just because of curiosity.

Meng De brought Mr. Meng to Afreya's territory, and her property was upgraded again.

From a small restaurant to a professional hotel, all kinds of services are available.

Of course, it's all normal.

Even though Mr. Meng has seen the world, he can't help sighing:

"I didn't expect that such a small place as our Weiqu City not only has secret realms, but also so many sub-races."

As he spoke, he glanced at Meng De and smiled.

"Yes, they are all very beautiful. It seems that you have a good eye."

Meng De's expression remained unchanged. For him, this level of teasing was just a piece of cake.

"As I said before, the proprietress here is considered a friend, she just saved her life.

And some time ago, the brother Bin who often took care of me was married to her.

They are all sub-races under the care of Brother Bin, so I don't dare to be presumptuous. "

Mr. Meng was stunned, and then restrained himself.

You don't have to be in awe of the existence of true energy, but you must maintain the most basic respect for the strong.

"Meng De, you are here, you need something."

The front desk is a familiar sub-race. Meng De is a frequent visitor here and has rescued them. Seeing Meng De coming over, he is very enthusiastic.

"Who is this?"

"My grandfather."

Meng De waved his hand and didn't take the menu.

"The previous set is fine, and then open the private room that I often use with Brother Bin."

The sub-races were a little surprised, they didn't expect Meng De's grandfather to come to the secret realm.

The grandpa and grandson entered the private room, turned on the switch, the wall changed, and outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the city could see the seemingly eternal light of the city.

Mr. Meng watched for a moment with his hands behind his back, and said:

"This city is really vibrant."

Meng De also stepped forward with the same gesture.

"Unfortunately, it's still a little small, and it doesn't have the kind of sunshine in the Great Secret Realm.

If you want light, you need energy. "

"It's been pretty good.

Only those who have a secret realm are eligible to open a university.

Middle school can develop a secret place, not to mention Xinguo, even if you look at the whole world, it is rare. "

The two stood quietly, with the same posture and similar faces, and there was an indescribable sense of harmony.

Mr. Meng stopped talking, and Meng De was also very patient.

Through the faint reflection, Mr. Meng's eyes were full of disappointment and struggle, probably recalling something and wanting to make a decision.

Meng De knew nothing about it and just waited.

He can't tell anything from people's eyes alone, he can only detect a little emotional state based on the subtle changes in people's expressions.

Finally, Mr. Meng spoke.

"Xiaode, which university do you go to, have you made a decision?"

"not yet."

Meng De remained motionless, looking out the window.

"In this regard, Teacher Li hasn't talked to me yet.

However, with the addition of a central capital, the five top universities in Singapore must have a place for me. "

The words are plain, but full of absolute confidence.

(End of this chapter)