National anime inheritance: I choose Six Paths Obito!.

The cooking box in Dashan's hand is an advanced storage device.

Tiangong Institute often develops different storage boxes according to the needs of different people.

This cooking box is designed for chefs.

Although the space is small, the speed of time flowing inside is almost zero.

Therefore, no matter what kind of demanding ingredients you put in this cooking box, they will not rot.

As long as you don't open it frequently, the temperature can be maintained at the right time for you to take it out of the pot.

Much higher end than a refrigerator.

This is the favorite box of top chefs to collect their precious dishes.

The downside, of course, is that it's very expensive.

"It would be inappropriate for me to just take away such a valuable gift..."

Qin Shi shook his head and didn't take it.

Dashan stuffed the food box containing potato cakes into Qin Shi's hand.

"This is not a gift to you, it's an investment, you know, young man."

"When you become stronger and go to the Demon Realm for trials, if you see any special ingredients, please pack them in this cooking box and bring them back for me."

"I won't let you work in vain. I will pay you the corresponding coins or the special dishes I made."

"These potato pancakes and cooking boxes are our welcome gift for our cooperation, haha."

Patting Qin Shi on the shoulder, Dashan laughed out loud and was in a very good mood.

"It's hard to find a true friend. You can enjoy this piece of meat cooked with twelve spices in the restaurant. I'm going to the kitchen to get busy."

"Put your plate on the table when you're done. I'll clean it up later."

He snapped his fingers.

All the food carts seemed to have their own spirits. They turned on their own and followed him as they rolled towards the kitchen.

Qin Shi put the food box into his ninja backpack, then carried the meat back to the dining table in the corner.

"Old Qin, you are right!"

Pei Bu was sprawled across two chairs, rubbing his belly with contentment.

"Really? This piece of beef is so delicious! Glad I listened to you and ate all of it."

"I was just saying, how could a great chef like Dashan fool us about the food?"

"Those stupid students kept complaining about how unpalatable the meat was, so no one ate all of it. What a pity, what a pity, haha!"

Qin Shi smiled.

The vast majority of students who come to the Demon Hunting Academy come from extremely wealthy families.

Having grown up in a life of luxury, they really looked down upon this tasteless chunk of beef that hadn't even been cut.

"Sixth Brother, the point now is whether the beef is delicious?"

Huangmao Li kindly stuffed the remaining meat into his mouth hastily.

He pointed the water cup at Qin Shi and spoke incoherently.

"The point...hiccup...the point is Lao Qin!"

"My God...B-level inheritance...is more vigorous than those S-level inheritance students."

"You two, one is from the richest merchant family in Kyushu, and the other has such explosive fighting power that even an S-level student cannot beat you."

"Don't I live in the Osiris Red Dormitory? I feel so stressed..."

Li Shanyi finished the boiled water in the cup in one gulp, looking melancholy.

Qin Shi and Pei Bu Le burst into laughter.

"Why are you talking so much bullshit? Is there so much mess in college friendship?"

"Drink, drink. Let me fill your mouth with the fruit beer that Lao Qin brought back."

Pei Bu Le took a can of fruit beer and threw it to the yellow-haired guy, then he pulled the ring of the beer can open.

"Come on, Lao Qin, you can do some too!"

"My oldest and second oldest brothers both told me that college roommates make good friends for life."

"For our future friendship, give me a clink!"

......

The next day, eight o'clock in the morning.

Qin Shi was disheveled and put on his school uniform jacket while running.

He's pretty good.

Pei Le Bu and Li Shanyi's school uniform pants were the ones they wore when they were running away.

"Drinking will cause trouble, drinking will cause trouble!"

"I regret drinking that beer with you guys!"

Qin Shi's face was full of regret.

According to Teacher Qingzhi’s arrangement yesterday, everyone must gather in the square at 7:30.

"That's true, but Lao Qin, you only drank one sip, and it was fruit beer!"

"Tsk tsk, you bring shame to our dormitory 304."

Pei Bu Le did not forget to stab in the back while running.

By the time the three of them ran to the playground, the rest of the students had already lined up according to the colors of their school uniforms.

Under Teacher Qingzhi's stern gaze, the three of them dejectedly lined up at the end of the line.

Another three minutes passed.

The shirtless principal rumbled over.

He ran up to the podium, sat down in the center seat, and grabbed the microphone.

"I'm sorry, classmates. I had a few too many drinks last night and overslept."

"But I hope you can adapt. I have never been a punctual person."

"However, I can be late, but if you dare to be late, as long as I catch you once, I will let you know what it means to be late."

"Why are you so overbearing? Because I'm the principal, I'm strong, no one can control me. If one day you become as strong as me, you can be late, that's it."

He coughed a few times.

"Now let's get down to business."

"First, I'll divide you into classes."

As he spoke, Principal Bai Qi yawned and casually pointed at a student in the audience.

"That cross-eyed classmate, yes, I'm talking about you."

"Using him as a benchmark, all students on the right should take ten steps to the right!"

The old man continued to glance.

"The cross-eyed guy includes the student on his left. From now on, you are in the same class!"

"It's called Class A1!"

"Remember, you are in this together, sharing the good times and the bad times together!"

As soon as the old man opened his mouth, the whole audience was in an uproar.

With just a casual gesture, the classes were divided.

Qin Shi immediately looked at the first batch of classes that had been divided.

“This old man…did he really just point his finger randomly?”

He found that in the first class the old man had assigned students to, all the students were wearing yellow school uniforms.

And the number of people was exactly thirty.

"Quiet!"

The old man slammed the table on the podium.

"Arnold, you will be their homeroom teacher!"

Among the lecturers.

The handsome man, whose face had regained its radiance and strength, nodded.

He closed the four-leaf clover magic book in his hand and walked to the queue of Class A.

The old man then pointed at people and divided the students on the left into the same class, and then assigned a teacher to be the class teacher.

They were pointing at students wearing yellow school uniforms.

As a result, classes A1 to A11 were divided in just one minute.

"Students in yellow and blue uniforms retreated to the edge of the playground."

The principal shouted loudly, and the only students left on the playground were those in red uniforms.

"You, and the student to your left, are called Class B1."

This time it is not thirty people, but exactly sixty people.

From class B1 to B11, six hundred students in red school uniforms were quickly divided into classes.

The three roommates in Qin Shi's dormitory were lucky enough to be assigned to a class, Class B7.

What’s more, the homeroom teacher they were assigned to was actually their old acquaintance, Qing Zhi.