After a sad start, I was hit by the system

It took Han Lei an afternoon to finally sort out the documents in front of him. Just when he was still wondering why that boy Ning Fei hadn't come to see him, a familiar voice sounded at the door.

"Master, you are back, you will miss me if you are not here for a few days."

After Ning Fei entered the door, he jumped up and gave Han Lei a bear hug.

After patting Ning Fei's back, Han Lei asked with concern: "I'm not here for a few days, you, you have already broken through to rank nine martial artist."

"Hey, isn't this thanks to those big physique pills of yours, master..." Seeing Han Lei complimenting himself, Ning Fei scratched his head and smirked.

"No, don't flatter me too much. If you didn't practice hard, you wouldn't improve so quickly even if you were given the best pill." Han Lei sat back on the chair and smiled.

Ning Fei smiled embarrassedly. Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he quickly put the small bag in his hand on the table and said, "I know the master is coming back. Meat, hehe."

Before the lunch box was opened, he could already smell the delicious smell of meat. Thinking that Ning Fei made it for himself, Han Lei was very relieved, this cheap apprentice was not in vain...

"What are you looking at, master, eat quickly." Seeing Han Lei not moving his chopsticks, Ning Fei said hastily.

Han Lei nodded, picked up his chopsticks and began to taste the braised pork that Ning Fei personally prepared.

"Is it tasty?"

Seeing Han Lei eating so deliciously, Ning Fei looked at him expectantly.

"It smells old."

With a piece of braised pork stuffed in his mouth, Han Lei said vaguely.

"That's good, that's good." Ning Fei nodded in satisfaction.He was also afraid that he would be scolded by the master for his poor cooking skills, but now it seems that worrying is completely unnecessary.

"By the way, you can eat too."

Han Lei handed the other pair of chopsticks to Ning Fei.

"No need, master, I've already eaten."

Ning Fei quickly waved his hand to refuse.

Seeing this, Han Lei had no choice but to give up.

……

Suzaku City

Inside the door of a room in the Wu family
At this moment, a gorgeously dressed middle-aged woman in her early forties was sitting on the sofa, her eyes were dull, her face was haggard, and there were two faint tears on her face.

"Ma'am, Miss is back."

Suddenly, a servant knocked on the door and shouted.

"What? Xingyu is back?"

The woman's expression changed suddenly, she stood up immediately, and said as she walked, "Where is Xingyu?"

"Go back to madam, the eldest lady is in the living room, and the owner is also here."

The servant supported the woman and said at the same time.

"Go, go to the living room!"

"Yes, ma'am."

At this moment, Wu Xingyu was sitting on the sofa, and sitting next to her was an old man in a white mandarin jacket. Although he had entered his twilight years, his majesty had not diminished in the slightest.

This old man is Wu Changlin, the current Patriarch of the Wu Family, and at the same time, the current City Master of Suzaku City.

"Xingyu, why didn't you say hello to grandpa when you went out suddenly this time? You couldn't find him even if you sent someone out, so you worried grandpa." Wu Changlin looked at Wu Xingyu with a loving face, helplessly asked.

"It made grandpa worry, but I left without saying goodbye this time mainly because I was afraid that my mother would find out." Wu Xingyu adjusted his sitting posture and said solemnly.

"Oh?" Wu Changlin asked back, "Are you afraid of your mother? Why?"

"Grandpa, didn't you announce at the family meeting last time that as long as you get the fire ganoderma, you can compete for the next Patriarch? I'm here for the fire ganoderma this time." Wu Xingyu said truthfully.

"You, you went to Shiwan Dashan?" Wu Changlin raised his eyebrows, and quickly pulled Wu Xingyu up to carefully observe whether there was any injury on her body.

Due to physical reasons, Wu Changlin wanted to find an heir, but his sons were good at doing business, politics, and playing tricks, but they were not suitable for martial arts training at all. The grandchildren are all talented, and they can take on important responsibilities in the future after a good training.

For this reason, he once announced a trial task for the Patriarch - picking fire ganoderma.

However, I didn't expect my granddaughter to be the first to complete the mission and come back.

"Grandpa, I'm not injured. Let me tell you, I met a masked senior in Shiwan Dashan. He's amazing."

"Senior Mask?" Wu Changlin narrowed his eyes slightly. He knew that his precious granddaughter was kind by nature, and he didn't know when she was sold out. He just wanted to ask carefully, but at this moment the woman stumbled into the living room.

"Xingyu, Xingyu! You have grown up! You secretly ran away from home, do you know how worried your mother is?"

The woman is Wu Xingyu's biological mother, Gao Yilan.

"Mom! You were shocked."

Wu Xingyu hugged Gao Yilan and comforted her.

"Xingyu, where did you go, you are really worried about me!"

After sitting down, Gao Yilan regained her mother's serious face and asked.

"Mom, let grandpa tell you." Wu Xingyu winked at grandpa and said slyly.

Wu Changlin knew that his precious granddaughter was going to let him take the blame.

……

Shenwu Library

Han Lei, who had just had a full meal, was chatting nonsense with Ning Fei.

"By the way, master, I am now a ninth-rank martial artist, and I will be able to take the advanced student upgrade exam the day after tomorrow."

Ning Fei said excitedly.

"That's a good relationship, don't embarrass me, master." Han Lei said with a straight face, pretending to be serious.

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

Ning Fei patted his chest to promise.

The two chatted until the library was closed, and then Ning Fei and Han Lei reluctantly bid farewell and left.

Looking at the background of Ning Fei's departure, Han Lei suddenly thought of the days when he was in college on earth, chatting with his friends for nothing, all kinds of bragging.

Peaceful days are really yearning...

Han Lei slept very soundly that night. Compared with the cave, he still felt that the hard bed in the warehouse was more comfortable to sleep on.

next day
While Han Lei was arranging the bookshelves, Ning Fei rushed in with breakfast.

"Master, your breakfast is here, eat it while it's hot."

As he said that, Ning Fei kept on stepping, swinging his hands in a running motion, and continued: "That lunatic Li Ruoran didn't have time to train because he helped Master look at the library a few days ago. She knew that I was going to take the senior student certification exam soon. She was not convinced. , immediately doubled the amount of training, and I can't help you with your work in the morning for a while."

Hearing this, Han Lei laughed and said, "Hurry up and go to training, I can do the library work by myself."

Seeing that Han Lei agreed, Ning Fei rushed out, and Han Lei nodded in satisfaction.

In the evening, in the warehouse of the library, Han Lei prepared to refine the blood essence of the corpses collected in the mausoleum.

Although the corpses of these giant beasts have been preserved for many years, there are secret formations, and their corpses are as complete as the giant beasts that have just been killed.

Looking at the corpses of giant beasts piled up in front of him, Han Lei used the secret method to refine the essence and blood.

Seeing that Han Lei started the "ugly" evil ritual again, the sky fox screamed, narrowed its eyes slightly, yawned and continued to sleep.

After refining nearly one-third of the corpses, Han Lei's physical strength finally reached its limit. Originally, he wanted to finish all these refining in one night, but now it seems impossible.

The exhausted Han Lei had no choice but to put the remaining corpses of the giant beasts back into the storage ring.

He planned to go to the black market tomorrow to buy some necessary fresh-keeping ice cubes. He didn't have the fresh-keeping array of the Martial Emperor-level power, and he didn't have proper preservation methods. The remaining corpses would rot before he refined them.