The Ascension of the Favorite Spirit

After returning to his residence, Ye Hanjun gave priority to taking a shower.

Remove bacteria and dirt and relieve the fatigue of the day. This habit has been growing since childhood.

Wait until you change into clean clothes, sit down at the dining table, lay out the tablecloth, and tie on your bib.

Holding green vegetable soup in his left hand and a pair of metal chopsticks in his right hand, he entered the mode of focusing on cooking.

Eat it, don't you like it?

Ye Hanjun looked at the Desert Witch strangely:

This is the flame frog meat from Xia Zhaozhao's womb. It contains a trace amount of fire element.

Although it doesn't look like fresh meat, it looks like frozen meat, but it still fits your attributes.

As for the black radish, it smells bad but tastes crispy and delicious.

Pair these two together, eat them all, and you won't have to eat for three days. Is there anything you're confused about?

No... Hua Zhu shook his head and hesitated:

After a short period of getting along, I found that adults seem to have their own rules and requirements in many details.

For example, I see that you love to be clean.

Secondly, you seem to have a certain enthusiasm for eating.

And because of my past wandering life, I have developed the habit of racing against time to eat. It definitely doesn't look good when I eat.

It is even further away from the 'elegance' of you humans.

I don't know if this will make adults think that I'm...barbaric, rude, and don't pay attention to hygiene?

That's it?

Ye Hanjun hit the witch on the head with a blow, and said with a smile:

Do you know that in my family, I am the one who is different?

I have a bit of a mysophobia habit, and it's not because I came into contact with weird spirits every day when I was a child.

What about the explosive-eyed spider, the self-combusting demon rat, the corpse-burning ghost, the headless war donkey, the obscene dream demon, the evil tentacle, the book of infection, the mummy doll, the ancient plague tree...

Even if you are covered with layers of protection, you will still feel uncomfortable in your heart.

Especially in the anatomy class, when I get to know the structure of the spirits in depth, a drop of blood can kill my hands. How can I possibly sleep if I don't cleanse my whole body thirty or fifty times each time?

Speaking of that past experience, Ye Hanjun still remembered it freshly.

As an ordinary person with memories of his past life, he suddenly came to this absurd fantasy world. At the beginning, it was really difficult to integrate into it.

The other children are a blank slate and can easily accept the family's cognitive inheritance without any burden.

But he had to disguise himself, keep brainwashing himself, and force himself to accept the reality.

This is how mysophobia slowly develops.

It's really very minor now. Sixteen years is enough time for him to change his mentality and completely assume a new identity.

As for the ritual feeling of eating, it is purely because doing so gives me a feeling of living seriously.

Even if it is the desert witch Huazhu who possesses advanced wisdom, Lord Ye Han cannot use his own standards to criticize her harshly in unnecessary areas.

All I ask of you is the broadening of your cognition, the transformation of your bloodline, and the leap in your combat power. I won't restrict you too much in other aspects.

Especially when it comes to eating, whether it's your nature or your habits, you can eat whatever you want without worrying about my opinion.

I understand. Hua Zhu breathed a sigh of relief and nodded seriously.

If adults are too obsessed with perfection, it will be a bit troublesome.

Fortunately, grasp the big ones but not the small ones, and grasp the heavy ones but not the light ones.

This way of getting along...will make us more harmonious, right?

Chi!

The black pliers were raised and clamped a piece of bloody frog meat.

That piece of meat looks very elastic.

But when she put it into her mouth, the witch, who was still gentle in her quiet state, seemed to turn on a hidden switch.

The seemingly neat and white teeth, crunching, biting, devouring, and devouring food are more like the reincarnation of a starving ghost.

Oh, do you want some soup? The rest is yours.

Ye Hanjun watched it with interest for a while, then pushed the remaining green vegetable soup over.

This pure natural soaked liquid can also be consumed by Desert Witch.

With a flower candle full of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, he nodded when he heard the words.

She clamped the box with the left and right pliers, tilted her neck back, poured it into her mouth, and drank it all in one breath.

Then continue eating meat, finish all the meat and then eat black radish.

In less than a minute, the meal ended with flowers and candles.

The aura that radiated around him, resembling that of a wild beast eating, gradually dissipated.

After I finish eating, I will give you a two-hour theoretical lesson, and then you will return to the contract space. Today is officially over.

What should I talk about first? Let me think...

Let's start with your race first. The Desert Witch belongs to the middle and low-end witch race after all. I can cover about 60 to 70% of the inherited knowledge that your tribe failed to instill in you. If you have any questions, just ask them, and I will take them step by step. I’ll give you the answer…”

Oh, right.

As if remembering something important, Ye Hanjun shook the kettle on the table, and the startled tadpole immediately poked his head out.

Guagua, you also stay with me and listen to the class.

You have to listen even if you don't understand. You are so smart, language cannot be a hindrance to you.

I'll give you a month to understand human language and the language of the witch clan. No matter what, you have to reach a preliminary level of understanding.

Eye?

The little tadpole tilted his head, not knowing that he had fallen into the clutches of the devil. He began to bear undue academic pressure at a young age.

…

On a busy night, time always goes very quickly.

After the class, Ye Hanjun slept for a full eight hours.

If the rank is too low, the host must restore energy through sleep.

Only by growing to a higher rank, or mastering stronger power, can one have more vitality and be energetic even without eating, drinking or sleeping all year round.

Wow——

When the sun rose in the early morning, a bright ray of sunlight penetrated through the window lattice and just fell on Lord Yehan's face.

He opened his eyes, and the dark pupils seemed to reflect the chaotic world. It wasn't until a little light shone that his true spirit was awakened.

Good morning, Guagua.

Ye Hanjun sat up, and while putting on his clothes, he greeted the kettle on the bedside table.

Eey!

Hearing the noise, the tadpole, which turned into stone overnight, woke up immediately.

It is no longer satisfied living in the bathroom, nor does it want to chase and fight with uninteresting small fish and shrimps.

Although the capacity of the kettle is smaller, the light is darker.

But it doesn’t matter, it’s so portable that it can live on the tadpole’s bedside table.

When the tadpole wakes up, you can go out and play with him.

biubiubiu~~~

The little tadpole poked its head out and spat out water three times.

Her rice-sized eyes reflected golden light, including her mood, which was as bright as light.

You can go out with me later.

But today I am going to a crowded place. If you don't want people to notice your extraordinary spirituality and be arrested, you should stay in the kettle and not run out casually.

Eeyah! Eeyah!

The tadpole didn't understand.

But that doesn't stop it from responding enthusiastically.

Ye Hanjun poked its head with his finger, turned to the mirror, and meticulously put on his shield and blood-sucking dagger.

Naturally, I have to carry my personal badge, Cao Rabbit Cream, and the only mid-grade spiritual stone with me.

There are also clean handkerchiefs, which have almost become the biggest consumable item. The remaining inventory in the closet may not last this week.

Leave the house.

Walk to the station to catch the bus.

At 7:50, Ye Hanjun arrived at Tianzi No. 7 Weapon Refining Workshop on time.

Today is the fifth day in Canghai Pavilion, and it is also the day when weapons master Tu Long has classes.

As his teaching assistant, we had agreed to attend such occasions together in order to take over the authority and learn relevant growth experience.

morning.

Dan Muer and Sikong Wei raised their heads at the same time, and their eyes instantly fell on Lord Ye Han.

They live in the refinery all year round and rarely return to their homes.

Basically, just wake up, eat something, and walk out the door. There is no rush.

Morning. Ye Hanjun smiled, Where's the butcher? He's not up yet?

Master Butcher has been away from the weapon refining workshop recently and has been traveling around.

Denmore took out the cigarette with only half of it left in his mouth, rubbed it with his fingers, and a cluster of flames came out, and the remaining cigarette butt began to burn.

Only things related to weapon refining, he is more active.

Teaching classes and so on, if not to preserve the identity of the tutor and prevent the hospital from embezzling scientific research resources.

He doesn't want to teach a group of stupid students who are troublesome and stupid in his eyes...

Watching the cigarette in his hand disappear, Denmore blew in and let the burning ashes blow away in the wind.

He glanced at Lord Ye Han again, with a hint of suspicion in his deep eyes, and said uncertainly:

Have you signed a contract? Your whole aura seems to be different from a few days ago.

The auras exuded by a dependent master without a contracted favored spirit and a favored master with a contracted favored spirit are indeed different.

This does not require a strong sense of perception. As long as you are well-informed and pay a little attention, you can observe it smoothly.

Yes, if I don't contract with the Holy Spirit, I won't be able to survive as a teaching assistant.

Ye Hanjun responded lightly and glanced at the two of them from the corner of his eye.

He noticed that the eyes of the two men lit up slightly, with obvious expressions of interest, as if they wanted to know the type, rank, and attributes of his contracted spirit.

Mr. Ye Han thought thoughtfully, and judged from this that the dark and shining incident of the Disabled Spirits Rescue Center and the mysterious assistant contract should not have spread to a large extent.

This is a good thing. Being known a little bit every night can save a lot of trouble.

I haven't asked yet, what course is Master Butcher taking today?

Taking the initiative to introduce Huazhu, digging a hole for yourself, is naturally impossible.

Ye Hanjun changed the subject and asked about serious matters.

Today is Metal Identification.

Sikong Wei hesitated for a moment, then took over the words and spoke truthfully.

Tu Long, who is based on the third level and has D-level authority and weapon master, seems to be only good at blacksmithing, but in fact he can teach students a lot.

In terms of cognition, he can tell about the development and upgrading of forging technology in Giant Frog Pond and surrounding areas...

It can also tell about the melting point, hardness, collection, rarity, and trading value of forging materials...

Putting aside theory, in terms of practical operation, he can lead new members with the power of forging to try the forging of simple weapons or protective gear...

As for Metal Identification.

It sounds like a basic course introducing metal materials...

Ye Hanjun thought so.