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It's not fair that everyone is working hard while departmental salaries and benefits are reduced. Even though a large number of people donate what they receive, that's their choice. We can't just donate on their behalf; that would be dishonest.

Wen Zhong nodded. Yang Jian's words made sense; those people should indeed be treated better in these aspects.

That evening, Zhao Li, who had just returned to his post from the construction site, received a leave notice. He was stunned for a couple of seconds, and then a little confused.

After folding the notification and putting it in his pocket, Zhao Li sent a message to his former boss, Yama, the King of Hell.

"Boss, this is Zhao Li. What does this leave notice mean? We're about to go to war, and you're sending me back to Earth? Aren't you making me a deserter? I can't accept this arrangement. You can send whoever you want, but I'm not taking leave." Zhao Li's voice was a bit cold, a habit he picked up from his long time as a ferryman.

Talking to some of the spirits that have solidified after death would be a bit troublesome if it weren't done this way, because in their imagination, this is what people in the underworld should look like.

"You think you can buy groceries here?! And you're haggling over prices! Obey orders!" Yama, the King of Hell, had a short temper and unleashed a torrent of abuse on Zhao Li.

"no..."

"What do you mean, 'Isn't it?'"

"Yes..."

"Is that so? Stop spouting nonsense!"

Zhao Li tried to explain, but was met with a barrage of criticism from Yama, the King of Hell.

Then Yama, with his hands behind his back, looked at Zhao Li and said, "Let me tell you, this vacation also has a mission. Vocational colleges on Earth are about to start. Before you became a ghost cultivator, you were a Buddhist. You've been a ferryman for so many years, so you're quite knowledgeable. That's why I sent you there."

"Let me tell you, if I find out that you went to Huaxia Vocational College and the average grades there are lower than other places, you're finished, understand?"

"Yes! Obey orders!" Zhao Li responded loudly, and after the communication ended, he also became happy.

Who wouldn't want to take a vacation? It's just that some things are more important than taking a vacation.

When Yama spoke like that, he was actually telling Zhao Li indirectly that things had changed, the expected war time had been postponed, and he could go to Earth with peace of mind.

Zhao Li had only laughed for two seconds when another communication came from Yama's side.

"I forgot to tell you, right now, Li Xiaoyao and most of the people from Shushan are in charge of school affairs on Earth. I know that because of the Demon Locking Tower incident, your relationship with Shushan isn't very good, but this time, he'll be in charge. Don't overdo it and delay the important matters."

"Yes! We absolutely will not clash with Li Xiaoyao!"

"That's not what I meant. Never mind, you can handle it yourself. If there's anything you're unsure about, send me a message. Even though the Underworld is gone, I'm still your direct superior."

"Don't worry, boss, I'll definitely trouble you a lot."

"roll!"

Yama, the King of Hell, left a single word and closed the message.

Chapter 207 Blue Sac Fish: Is this how you behave?!

After Zhao Li arrived on Earth, he quickly found the Chinese reception staff. As for why they were Chinese, one reason was that school was about to start and everyone was busy making final preparations. The other reason was that the group from Shu Mountain was also extremely annoyed with Zhao Li. Although they would definitely see each other often in the future, since they were colleagues, they wanted to postpone it as much as possible.

"Hello, Mr. Zhao Li, is that right? I'm Qian Zhuang, you can just call me Xiao Qian." Qian Zhuang greeted Zhao Li politely, extending his hand. He was an ordinary accountant at the school, and he was just doing the reception work on the side.

"Hello Mr. Qian, your name sounds very auspicious." Zhao Li's attitude was also very good. You can't be arrogant in front of ordinary people, can you? If you really want to be arrogant, go find someone at your level.

"You're too kind. Let me show you your dormitory first." Qian Zhuang said, taking an access card from his office desk and leading the way to the dormitory area.

"Our dormitory buildings are all newly built and renovated, but don't worry, there is absolutely no formaldehyde or other toxic gas here, and the surrounding environment is also very good."

As Zhao Li listened to the money exchange's introduction, his eyes swept over the dense roadside trees and flowerbeds in front of the buildings. Hmm, this should be considered a good environment on Earth. Apart from the fact that they are all ordinary plants, there are no major problems.

"Please come with me. Your dormitory is in this building. Due to some requirements, our teachers' dormitories are not separated into male and female dormitories. Each person has their own room, with an average non-shared area of ​​about 100 to 80 square meters. There is a kitchen, a bathroom, a living room, a bedroom, and a spare room. The relevant furniture and electronic equipment are also quite complete."

As Qian Zhuang spoke, the two had already taken the elevator to their designated floor. Upon opening the door, the brand-new dormitory room was clearly uninhabited. Computers, cell phones, televisions, air conditioners, refrigerators, and all sorts of other items were neatly arranged, with their placements specially designed.

Zhao Li followed him into the dormitory. After taking a look, he wasn't very interested. Could it be as spacious as the one on the war star? With less than 300,000 people using the space of an entire planet, plus everyone being able to fly, they could live wherever they wanted.

"Teacher Qian, I'd like to ask, what does this 'automatic room' mean?" Zhao Li asked, glancing at the scenery outside the window. The view was quite nice; from here, one could see directly into the distant teaching area.

Upon hearing the words "Teacher" from Zhao Li, Qian Zhuang's face lit up with a smile. "You're too kind. This 'reserved room' refers to a room that has been set aside for each of the teachers. Based on feedback from Shushan, most people need to create their own suitable area, or at least a quiet room. So we've reserved this room, which is the largest room in the house."

As he spoke, the bank swiped his card, and an entrance opened in the wall.

Zhao Li's eyes lit up when he took a look. This room was not bad. Although the array patterns on the walls were all basic array patterns, the design was indeed good. There were no conflicts between them, and the cycle was complete. The person who designed this was a master of array formations.

“I’m not very clear about the relevant details either. The Teachers’ Department has a special manual describing this room, which you can look up later,” Qian Zhuang continued. “You can also ask me anytime if you have any questions. If I don’t know the answer, I will report it to my superiors.”

"No more questions. By the way, how's the canteen here?" Zhao Li suddenly remembered and asked. Eating is one of the most important things in life. The food on Zhanxing is not very good. Although the taste has reached its best thanks to the efforts of several culinary gods, even a skilled cook can't make a meal without ingredients. There's only so much food. Even if they make it in different ways, we'd get tired of it after five hundred years.

"The environment is quite nice, and the food is delicious, but the chefs are all state banquet chefs, so they probably can't compare to the culinary masters in your area," Qian Zhuang explained.

Zhao Li didn't say much. In fact, if you remove all those fancy effects, such as infusing emotions into the work, using spiritual energy to improve quality, and using various immortal techniques to enhance the edible value, in terms of cooking skills alone, the God of Cookery is only one level above the chefs of state banquets. However, it seems that these removed things are quite important parts of food.

"The first phase of the school's construction has just been completed, and there are only four canteens for the time being. Two are in the preparatory academy for cultivation, which is next to us. Normally, the two academies are connected, and they are only separated when there are classes. The other two are here, with our central axis as the dividing line, one on the left and one on the right. The dishes are the same, mainly to prevent people from eating nearby."

Qian Zhuang led Zhao Li to the school cafeteria, a three-story building, but only the first floor was open due to the current number of students and teachers.

As soon as he entered the canteen, Zhao Li's nose twitched. He smelled a rich aroma of spiritual energy. Given the current severe shortage of various resources, how could there be spiritual energy ingredients here specifically for consumption?

The money exchange representative was very perceptive and led Zhao Li to a special area. This wasn't the first time he had acted as a receptionist; when he brought teachers here before, those teachers had similar reactions to Zhao Li.

"Teacher Zhao, this is our special meal area. Each person can only take one serving per day, and this applies to both teachers and students." Qian Zhuang's mouth watered as he spoke, as even staff members like them didn't have a fixed allocation of these resources.

To put it more pitifully, they only get what others have left over or what they've made too much of.

Zhao Li glanced at the signboard: Steamed Bluefish, Fried Bluefish, Stir-fried Bluefish Chunks, Bluefish Rib Soup. Good heavens, how come they all have something to do with this bluefish? Are they trying to eat them to extinction?

Thinking about this, Zhao Li looked to the other side: bluefish slices, crispy bluefish bones, sweet and sour fish, spicy fish...

Although some of the dishes were described in a slightly simplified way and the ingredients were not clearly stated, Zhao Li guessed that the ingredients for these dishes were probably all blue bream.

"Zhao the Madman?! I didn't expect to see you here again! Here to freeload again? Or are you trying the old trick of playing the hero and saving the damsel in distress?" A slightly aged voice came from behind.

Zhao Li turned around and saw that it was one of the elders of Shu Mountain, whose Taoist name was He Yang.

"Yes, what a coincidence, you're still alive. I worry about you every day. If I'm gone, no one will be there to help you cross the river after you die," Zhao Li retorted without any politeness.

"You're no use here. You've lost your job security, and you still think you're a ferryman? Stop pretending." He Yang was furious.

"Pretending? Someone with so much white beard like you, pretending to be an old man when you're hundreds of years old, that's the real pretense." Zhao Li retorted without any politeness.

The money changer next door was stunned for a moment, feeling quite envious. A man hundreds of years old pretending to be an old man! Whether we can even live for hundreds of years is a question.

He Yang glanced at the money exchange; there were still ordinary people there. He then stared intently at Zhao Li and said, "Let me tell you, don't cause any trouble here. You can't afford the responsibility!"

"That's unnecessary. I don't usually provoke trouble," Zhao Li said coldly, arms crossed.

"Hmph! I hope so!" He Yang snorted coldly and turned to leave.

Chapter 208 I am Black Tiger Afu

After Elder Heyang had gone far away, Qianzhuang led Zhao Li out of the dining hall through another door.

"Um, I'm just curious, but if you can't answer, just pretend I didn't ask. So, did you two have any conflicts before?" Qianzhuang, who was holding back his questions, couldn't help but ask.

"There's nothing I can't say," Zhao Li said calmly, after all, so much time had passed. "They arrested the wrong person, and I went to rescue him. It's just a minor lingering conflict."

Actually, it's not a big deal. Li Xiaoyao himself had already broken through the Demon Locking Tower and still became the leader of the Shu Mountain Sect. Zhao Li's problem was that he chose the wrong time. That day was Li Xiaoyao and Zhao Ling'er's public wedding. He went there to cause trouble. If it weren't for Yama's influence and Zhao Li's background, he might have been locked up in the Demon Locking Tower.

Qian Zhuang nodded as if he understood, and just then, they arrived at an outdoor training ground of the academy, where a group of people were gathered, most of whom were from Shu Mountain. Zhao Li stopped in his tracks at a distance.

Although most Shushan disciples are unaware of his conflict with Shushan, and so much time has passed, it would still be awkward for everyone if they encountered a hothead.

Seeing that Zhao Li had stopped, Qian Zhuang hurriedly continued his introduction, "Before enrolling in the adult academy, there is an in-depth test, which usually tests what one is good at. This student should have chosen martial arts. You see, that person over there is the basic martial arts instructor - Jackie Chan."

Zhao Li looked in the direction he was pointing and exclaimed, "Wow, what a big nose! Just looking at his appearance, that carefree examinee looks more like a martial arts master."

"A giant axe chopping down a tree! A flying elephant trampling a mouse!"

A student with a red afro and bulging muscles, looking every bit the muscle monster, was launching a frenzied attack on the android in front of him.

"Your test is over. The result is excellent. Please move to another location for the next test." The puppet suddenly stopped and spoke.

Jackie Chan looked down and wrote on the document in his hand, "Ah Fu is excellent."

"Hey, Professor, I'd like to ask what the next test is?" Afu jogged up to Jackie Chan and asked very humbly.

"Ah, you've already gotten a perfect score in the practical combat phase of the test. Next up is theory, such as the concepts, origins, and evolution of various martial arts, and so on," Jackie Chan said after glancing at the test process.

Afu's smile froze. He wasn't good at any of those things. He was only able to come to this school because the Chinese military found his grandmother and arranged it for him. They even gave his grandmother a large sum of money for resettlement. If he were to be expelled because of his poor grades, he and his grandmother would lose all face.

“What are you still standing there for? Come on, the next activity will be indoors,” Jackie Chan said to Ah Fu.

Afu hesitated for two seconds, then looked at Jackie Chan, "Mentor, I heard that there are bonus questions for those of us who study martial arts?"

"Hear? Heard what I just told you?" Jackie Chan scratched his head. He had just said this ten minutes ago. Oh well, let me repeat it again. "The bonus question is, you can choose any of the participants. As long as they are not employees or ordinary people, they will receive a gift and bonus points if they win. If they lose, there will be no penalty, and we will cover their treatment. Each person has three chances, valid only for today's test."

"Understood, then, Master, Black Tiger Afu, please enlighten me!" Afu clasped his hands in a fist salute to Jackie Chan, his internal energy flowing rapidly, making his body grow even larger, his eyes radiating a terrifying light, his aura having reached its peak.

Jackie Chan scratched his head; he knew that with this ridiculous bonus question, he was bound to be challenged.

This Afu is one of the few people discovered so far who has independently developed something after the energy concentration increased. It's good that there's another test to get a better understanding of his foundation. After all, the various requirements of the test are designed for ordinary people, and the upper limit of the test score is too low for people like him.

Jackie Chan closed the document in his hand, handed it to his colleague, then cracked his neck, struck a pose, and beckoned to Ah Fu, "Jackie Chan, instructor of the beginner martial arts training class."

"Mount Tai pressing down!"

Ah Fu didn't hold back and launched an attack, leaping up and stomping on Jackie Chan's head.

"As the old saying goes, don't jump around recklessly, even if you've developed internal energy."

As Jackie Chan spoke, he swayed and placed his palm next to Ah Fu's falling leg, pulling him off balance.

"Ravens take flight!"

Having dared to directly challenge his mentor, Afu was no ordinary person. His internal energy erupted a second time, propelling him into the air once more.

Jackie Chan sighed. Ah Fu's problem was that he was a self-taught individual. He made the same mistake again as soon as he was told to. He then kicked Ah Fu in the chest.

"Flamingo dance!"

Ah Fu hunched his body and dodged the kick in mid-air. Before he could retaliate, Jackie Chan did an aerial somersault, pressed down with his right foot, and with a thud, kicked Ah Fu directly to the ground.

"How about we leave it like this?" Jackie Chan scratched his head after landing, realizing he had been a bit too harsh on him. Ah Fu was barely an apprentice at best, and the gap between them was too great.

As soon as Jackie Chan finished speaking, a voice came from the dust, "Explode! Power!"

A violent burst of energy rose out of nowhere, blowing away all the smoke and dust, including Ah Fu, who should have been in the dust.

"Ah Fu's ultimate move, Crow Flying in an Airplane!!!"

Jackie Chan looked up and saw Ah Fu in the sky with his arms outstretched, like a bird descending to earth. Behind him, the energy clashed and intertwined, creating a faint black phantom.

Jackie Chan laughed. Ah Fu had given him quite a few surprises. He had never seen this kind of explosive energy method in any martial arts school. It might be Ah Fu's original creation.