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"Actually, everyone hides some animalistic elements," Dr. An said with a smile, "How about I help you design a questionnaire, and you fill it out, and I'll see if it can be of some help."

"Can't you hypnotize me?" Su Mo asked curiously.

Psychiatrists and psychoanalysts all have some unique skills. How could Dr. An know how to fill out questionnaires despite having three or two doctorate degrees?

Dr. An shook his head and replied: "People like you have received special training. Hypnosis is useless, and it is easy to cause trouble if you are hypnotized. Hypnosis is not as advanced as you think."

Su Mo hesitated for a long time, but in the end he didn't tell him about Laifu.

There seemed to be a voice inside threatening him to keep it a secret or he would eat you.

Su Mo did some examinations, mental and physical, and was finally told to get out. He could just come back and take the questionnaire next time. Dr. An needed to design it specially for him.

It was only around ten o'clock when we returned to school, and no one knew that Su Mo had returned from the Fifth Academy.

Those who come back from the Fifth Hospital are actually not scary, but those who come out of the Fifth Hospital, which is the largest and only mental hospital in the city, are scary.

Even very young children would joke and say that you are from the Fifth Academy.

Su Mo threw his bags in the dormitory and ran to choose courses. Tuition fees were paid annually and had already been paid last semester.

He didn't have many missing credits, and he could even complete social practice and thesis while taking these courses. This was the school's green light for people like them.

If nothing else happens, this is already Su Mo's last semester.

A fighting hero like him could have graduated with reduced credits, but Su Mo just wanted to finish his tuition in a down-to-earth manner.

There are three courses in total, plus writing a thesis.

This is Su Mo's task for the past six months. Social practice can be filled with games. Nowadays, professional players are very common, so it is not impossible to practice in games.

This is a good thing that those game nerds a few decades ago would never even think about.

After busying with school matters, Su Mo went to the Internet cafe again, not even attending the dinner party mentioned by the dormitory brothers.

Su Mo felt that he didn't have a deep relationship with his dormitory buddies, so he rarely participated in their activities. In fact, he was wrong. There were fewer and fewer opportunities for his dormitory buddies to go out to eat together.

After they all graduated, they went their separate ways.

In five or ten years, there may not be a chance to get together again.

Even if we meet one day in a strange city, it is difficult to find the relaxed feeling of student days.

He didn't know, he was still young, so he went to the Internet cafe.

"Oh, Su Laomo, you finally came to school!" The familiar male duck voice, and the one who dared to call him that, was undoubtedly Fu Jiafeng.

He was standing next to the checkout counter of the Internet cafe, holding a bottle of Bingkuoluo in a glass bottle in his hand, biting a pink straw, drinking deliciously, and the feeling of happiness made people can't help but go too. Grab a bottle and have a drink.

"Haha, old man, put down the Coke and drink it later." Su Mo threw his ID card at the cashier and walked forward.

"Do you want to drink? If you want to drink, I will buy it for you. As a big brother, you can drink as much as you want." Fu Jiafeng put down the bottle, turned around and went to get a new one for Su Mo.

However, Su Mo had already picked him up.

Cracking, just a beating.

"Look, Senior Su is spanking that little brat again."

"I dared to fight even my eldest brother when I went to Heisehui. Going to college is a big deal."

"Oh, you can watch the fun. Network administrator, give me a bottle of Bingkuoluo and a handful of Chacha melon seeds."

"How cruel, didn't you say they are brothers?"

"You two are in love with each other, can you please stop blocking other people's roads? And you, I don't need my ID card." The cashier girl at the front desk is really frustrated. She works all day long, can't she live a little more peacefully?

Su Mo held the screaming Fu Jiafeng in one hand, and took his ID card and boarding pass in the other hand.

Then he went to the side and continued beating, making the brat scream.

"I don't understand why you hit me. Wang Shuo told me to hide away before school starts, but you are my little brother. I haven't seen you for a long time. I'm so worried..." Fu Jiafeng's head really couldn't think clearly. .

"Drink your Bing Kuo Luo." Su Mo finally let him go.

It's so satisfying. I've been holding this in for a long time, and I can finally give him a hearty beating.

"Hey, Su Laomo, can you help us introduce some business?" Fu Jiafeng's face was purple and red, and he took the half bottle of Bing Kuo Luo he still had. Applying it on it can relieve the pain a little.

"I just beat you up, and you actually asked me to help me find a way?" Su Mo was speechless.

"I'm the boss, why can't I still hold a grudge?" Fu Jiafeng chuckled, put his arm around Su Mo's shoulders and handed over the half bottle of Bing Kuo Luo.

Su Mo glanced at the small bottle and the pink straw in his hand, shook his head in disgust, but did not refuse the advice. He thought for a moment and said, "What is the situation of your guild now?"

"There are a lot of people, and they are all pretty good, but they are too poor." Fu Jiafeng said helplessly.

If you think about it, you will know that their guild only knows how to fight all day long, and has no source of income. Fighting requires medicines and repairing equipment. Just by fighting BOSS, you can't get enough equipment for everyone to improve.

People in the guild are borrowing money from each other all day long.

Although the atmosphere in the guild is okay and everyone is happy even if they are poor, several senior leaders at least understand that if they are so poor and happy, they will not be happy for long.

The only solution Fu Jiafeng could think of was to turn to his most powerful younger brother for help.

"I can finally understand how you felt at that time. You were not only ugly but also so poor. It's not easy to get to where you are today!" Fu Jiafeng patted Su Mo's shoulder sympathetically and began to feel moved.

Su Mo took a deep breath.

Although he often beats Fu Jiafeng, he does not beat him uncontrollably. After all, if he beats him too much, he will get shit.

"It's actually easy to make money," Su Mo said.

"Say it quickly, say it quickly." Fu Jiafeng opened his eyes wide and listened attentively to Su Mo's tips on making money.

"You call me big brother, and I'll teach you how to make money." Su Mo sneered.

"No, no, we can't mess with our seniority. I am your eldest brother, so I must be your eldest brother. The eldest brother is not a mess, so how can you change it randomly." Fu Jiafeng refused.

"Haha." Su Mo had absolutely nothing to do about this kid.

"Why are you laughing?" Fu Jiafeng didn't understand.

"I want to beat you to death, forget it, I'll tell you how to make money, lest your Dharma God Temple collapses." Su Mo sighed, he couldn't just ignore death.

Those children are still at a very dangerous age, and it would be bad if they did something bad for money.