I'm not a psychopath!

Chapter 71: Let's make friends

"Who chose this damn place?" Jiang Qing looked around. He just wanted to get to the camp as soon as possible so that he could put down his luggage.

Fortunately, this body has been infused with purple energy and has reached the third level of the Purple Cloud Body Refining Technique, otherwise it would only be the luggage given by my master and senior brothers.

It can crush him to death!

After Qing Su announced that he was going to attend the training camp, his senior brothers and sisters from the Ninth Peak who cared about him began stuffing supplies into his storage bag. In fact, it was already full before he boarded the flying boat.

As a result, just a few steps out of the door, the scene on the flying boat happened again.

Just as Jiang Qing bent down, picked up the luggage and continued to move forward with the load, the bag that protruded high above the treetops seemed to hit something.

Jiang Qing bared his teeth and looked up.

A monk with short hair and an angry face, dressed in dynasty military robes, was suspended in the air, one hand against his overly tall bag.

"What?"

"Come to the training camp."

"The training camp is over, get lost."

"No way, I traveled day and night without taking a break, how could I be late?"

"When I say it's over, it's over."

"Oh."

Jiang Qing didn't care and turned around to leave.

The other party frowned and stopped him, saying, "Wait, let me see the purple gold card."

Jiang Qing handed the invitation card that he had prepared long ago to the other party. The latter looked through it carefully several times, suddenly coughed, and returned the invitation card to Jiang Qing.

"I remembered the date wrong. It turns out you are the newest class. I thought you were in the last training camp, haha."

"Come with me."

Jiang Qing was a little confused. Wasn't this the first training session? Why was there a previous session?
The camp was not far from where they were. The other party took Jiang Qing and went straight to the training camp dormitory which had been completed.

"We're here. Choose your own room. The girls' dormitory is across the street." He pointed to a row of buildings across the square.

Jiang Qing put down the luggage on his back and randomly chose a room - Room 0613.

The place where he will spend the next year.

Looking around, they should be the first group to arrive.

The head coach wiped his sweat after leaving. He almost drove the other party away. Fortunately, he fooled him. Who knew this strange guy would be like this?

He is actually a founder!
He slapped the adjutant on the back of the head, "Why didn't you remind me that he was the founder? Look, he is indeed a genius, and he is really unique."

"It suits my taste very well."

adjutant:"*@%&%#!"

When the coach was leaving, he saw one of the men pull out a shiny mop. He suppressed the urge to kick him, thinking that maybe...
Here comes another genius.

After Jiang Qing chose his room, Luo Hua and Shen Chengxian chose a nearby dormitory, saying that they wanted to make new friends.

All those who can come here to participate in the training are top disciples with great potential. Making friends with these people is undoubtedly the better.

Jiang Qing is not interested in these things.

Open the door of room 0613.

He moved all his luggage in. This was a four-person dormitory, and the other rooms should be of the same specifications.

After arranging the bed and daily necessities, he chose a bed for Qingniu.

When we finished all this, it was already night.

After a quick sleep to restore his strength, Jiang Qing got up early the next morning.

There was still some time before the formal training started, and he had nothing to do, so he wandered around the empty camp, with Qingniu following him.

"Old Cow, you can't eat anything you want when you come here. If you do, I won't be able to protect you."

"Moo~"

The blue ox mooed to express its disbelief.

Jiang Qing patted the bull's head, "This place is not like the Ninth Peak. You should know that beef has always been a very popular dish among monks. People outside all eat beef." "Spicy beef, braised beef, boiled beef, beef meatballs, stir-fried beef with green onions."

"Moo!!"

Qingniu's ears suddenly stood up, fear appeared in his eyes, he lowered his head and crawled under Jiang Qing's Taoist robe.

Jiang Qing hid aside.

"Don't worry, just don't bite anything."

The training camp was even bigger than Jiang Qing had imagined. It took the man and the cow half a day to walk around half of it.

The ground here is very solid, and no one knows what material it is made of. He used 70% of his strength and punched the ground, but there was not even a trace of crack. You know, with his current strength, he can easily dent even fine steel.

"Old Cow, how about you take a bite and try it?"

"Moo moo!"

The blue ox shook its head repeatedly, suspecting that maybe its master said that because he wanted to eat beef.

In addition to the road surface, it was visible to the naked eye that several buildings had sprung up in just one night. If he had not seen it with his own eyes, he would have thought that this was a training base that had taken several years to complete.

Teams of monks in military uniforms passed by carrying equipment, including swords, spears, and halberds. Judging from the direction they were heading, it should be a martial arts training ground.

The only thing that made him feel a little uncomfortable was that it seemed that everyone in the training ground, from the coaches to the soldiers doing odd jobs, were staring at him.

This made him feel a little annoyed, but since he was almost familiar with the environment, Jiang Qing seldom went out in the next few days, and either meditated or practiced.

Sometimes he would talk to the green ox and feed it a handful of fasting pills. Jiang Qing discovered that fasting pills were the most suitable feed for cattle. Only by feeding it handfuls of them could he fill its stomach.

A few days passed quickly.

That morning, Jiang Qing went out to fetch some mountain spring water and was returning to the house to feed the cows.

But he found that there were already several people standing in his dormitory, staring at Qingniu.

"Seventh Prince, the feng shui of this room is relatively the best. It faces south and the number is exactly your birthday." An eunuch bent over and said flatteringly.

"Although the conditions here are a bit worse than those in the imperial palace, I have to put up with it. Someone, throw this cow and these luggage out."

"Replace the bed with the golden nanmu wood I prepared, and the bedside table."

The Seventh Prince said coldly.

"Put it down. I'm here for training, not to gild myself and enjoy life. Put that away and get lost."

The eunuch was stunned. Why did the Seventh Prince change his usual style? He obviously liked these things the most before. He waved his hands helplessly at the servants, signaling them to leave.

"Then I will help you clear out these luggage and cattle. I don't know which blind boy actually robbed our prince's house."

Jiang Qing clenched his fists.

He doesn't care whether they are princes or not. If anyone dares to throw his luggage out, he will let these people be infected with "pig head plague".

When preparing to take action.

But the Seventh Prince kicked the eunuch on his buttocks and asked, "Who told you to touch my roommate's luggage?"

After all, they are the royal family. Although they have been patient for many years, once the aura of a superior is revealed, the old eunuch is frightened and kowtows repeatedly.

Jiang Qing then loosened his clenched fists. He had thought that the noble and powerful people would look down on him and then be slapped in the face by him.

"Get out of here!"

"By the way, leave the gifts you brought with you. I still need them."

The old eunuch was overjoyed and said, "Yes."

Jiang Qing frowned. He originally had a slight favorable impression of him, but he didn't expect that he still couldn't change his clichéd nature. He wanted to build relationships by giving gifts?
A group of palace people came out of the house and walked past him. Only then did he walk in carrying a bucket of water.

"Are you my roommate?" The Seventh Prince stared at Jiang Qing and raised his voice.

"how?"

"Well, how about we be friends? I'll give you all these gifts." He pointed to the pile on the bed.

Jiang Qing: “Meow?”

(End of this chapter)