People in Xingtie are good at hugging thighs

A moment later, in the office of the Grand Guardian of Kripalburg.

People of all ages gathered together, waiting silently for the meeting to begin.

At the end of the crowd, San Yue Qi, who had just walked in carrying Ah Xing, looked around with some curiosity.

Because the people present included not only old and young, but also different painting styles, and there were almost no duplicates.

San Yueqi really doesn't understand what Moser is planning to do?

"I think Mercer might be planning another rebellion!"

Using his tongue to push the rag out of his mouth with difficulty, Ah Xing's eyes flashed with wisdom, and he spoke to San Yue Qi with great confidence.

March 7: "......"

Hearing this, the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously a few times, and then Sanyueqi silently stuffed the rag back into Axing's mouth.

You are really not afraid of death! Even if Moser really wants to rebel, please don't say it so directly!

With so many people present, even if each of them spitted, it would be enough to drown them eight hundred times.

Tightening the rope in his hand, March 7 continued to look up at the crowd.

Suddenly, San Yueqi found a familiar figure in the crowd.

That bright red color, there's no doubt about it, it's definitely Ji Zi.

Holding Ah Xing upright in front of him, Sanyueqi finally managed to make his way through the crowd and came to Ji Zi's side.

Without even bothering to wipe the sweat off his head, the doubts that had been accumulating on March 7th burst out like a flood.

"Ji Zi, why are you here too? Were you also sent by Moser?"

"That's right!"

Nodding, Ji Zi then showed San Yueqi a gold-embossed business card.

Taking the business card from Ji Zi with some doubt, Sanyueqi read it out word by word.

"We hereby appoint Ms. Ji Zi as the teacher of the coffee tasting and production course at Beloberg University?"

"From the tone of your voice, you didn't get this?"

"No." Shaking his head a little depressed, Sanyueqi explained to Ji Zi.

"I came here because I owed Mercer a favor, and he didn't send me this."

Gritting his teeth, San Yue Qi thought indignantly in his heart.

Damn Mercer, do you think I am unworthy? He didn't even mention it to me...

Just as he was realizing it, San Yue Qi suddenly saw a familiar figure in the crowd.

"Eh? Isn't this Hook? Could it be that you also..."

As if he had thought of something, March 7's brain quickly went into overload mode.

Hearing this, he turned around in the direction of the voice, and the moment he saw March 7, Hook's eyes lit up.

"Ah! It's Sister Sanyueqi!"

As Hook came running over with a group of Mole Party members, he suddenly noticed that March Seven's face was turning pale and blue.

Damn it, even kids like Hook can be teachers, Mercer, you bastard, you are bullying me too much~

Ignoring March Seven's mumbling, Hook shook March Seven's arm with a concerned look on his face.

"Sister Sanyueqi, you are not feeling well! I will take you to see the old witch... ahem, Doctor Natasha! She happens to be here too!"

"Ah? No, I'm fine."

March Seven, who was awakened, first shook his head, then lowered his head and asked Hook with some hope.

"Hook, you were also invited to be a teacher!"

Hearing this, Hook scratched his head in confusion.

"Teacher, what teacher?"

With a look of joy on his face, March 7 continued to ask questions.

"Do you have a gold-stamped business card like the one in Jizi's hand?"

"Hmm~ As for the cards, Brother Mercer did give us a few similar ones, but they were black in color."

Looking at the card in Ji Zi's hand, Hook's originally happy little face suddenly showed a trace of confusion.

After pondering for a while, as if he had made up his mind, Hook handed his black card to March Seven.

"Sister Sanyueqi, do you want it? If you need it...well, I'll just give you this one from Hook."

March 7: "???"

Seeing the expression on Hook's face, as if he had missed out on 100 million yuan, March Seven was puzzled after taking the card.

"It's just a card! Hook, you..."

Without waiting for March Seven to finish his words, Hook's tone became heavier as he looked at March Seven who had no idea of the value of this card.

"That's because Brother Mercer said that as long as you hold this card, you can live in a big house and have endless food every day."

"March, it seems that Hook should be a student of this Belloberg University."

He raised the student's handwriting on the black card to March 7, and then considerately put the card back into Hook's hand.

Looking at the little Hook in front of her, Ji Zi's tone was gentle.

"Little Hook, do you want to learn how to make coffee from your sister?"

March 7: "!!!"

"Hukebie..."

"Okay! Okay! Hook has heard from his father about coffee. It is said that adults like to drink it very much."

"It's over~"

......

After a while,

When the seventeenth bell of the day rang, Mercer's figure suddenly appeared at the place where the Great Guardian usually worked.

After casually glancing at the crowd below, Mercer coughed a few times in a pretentious manner.

"Ahem, it looks like everyone is almost here, so let's officially begin our meeting!"

"First, I need to ask you a question. Are you satisfied with the position on the card in your hand?"

"I am satisfied, after all, the salary you offer is already very high. But we have a question, where is that Belloberg University?"

Hearing this, a middle-aged man with gray hair stood up from the crowd below and spoke in a rather impolite manner.

San Yueqi knew this person. He was Oleg, the deputy leader of the underground fire in the lower district.

After listening to Oleg's words, another old man with gray hair and beard stood up from the crowd and questioned Mercer.

"Yeah! Where's the school? Are you kidding us, Mercer?"

"We have been touring the entire city of Belloburg today, but we can't even find a new cabin, let alone a school!"

"That's right, I think this guy Moser is just fooling us. He always teases us normally."

"That's right..."

......

“You ask the school!”

Listening to the shouting below, the expression on Moser's face was quite calm at this moment.

Slowly standing up, facing the questioning gazes of the crowd, Moser then came to the front of a person below.

"Then we should ask our Ms. March 7th?"

March 7: ヾ(??﹏?)??

"Ask who? Ask me! I don't know!"

Her cheeks were puffed up like a bun, and after hearing what Moser said, March Seven felt dizzy.

Damn Moser, I knew you called me here for no reason, and it must be something bad!

Isn't it? I just arrived and I already owe them a school~

Going further, March 7 said that he didn't even dare to think about it!