Start From Cultivation University

"Ah?" Wu Hao didn't think of this, "Why me?"

"She has already applied in advance to be a volunteer to help prepare the venue, so she will definitely not be able to take the stage." Xiao Youyu pointed to Yuan Qingqing, and then said, "As for me... I always won awards when I was in middle school, every year I have spoken on stage several times, and the host teacher knew me, and told me to give the opportunity to someone else this time.”

Wu Hao: ...that's a convincing reason, and I can't refute it.

"...Okay." He could only agree, "But I don't know what to say?"

"On behalf of Kunlun University, I would like to introduce the benefits of our university and encourage my younger brothers and sisters. Teacher Wei said that we must spread the way of immortality to the world."

Xiao Youyu looked around at the clock behind him: "It's okay, the lecture will only start in the afternoon, and there is plenty of time. The two of us will help first, and you can take advantage of this meeting to type up a manuscript. It's not too difficult, and it will take about five minutes."

After some discussion, Xiao Youyu gave Yuan Qingqing one of the volunteer armbands he had already taken, and the two of them followed the instructor to set up the venue, leaving Wu Hao standing in place with a piece of draft paper, thinking hard.

Introduce Kunlun University to others? It was too difficult for him.

Wu Hao patted his smoking forehead, and decided to find a quiet place to sit and think. When he was in high school, he liked to sit in the backyard of the cafeteria and do his homework, so he naturally walked towards the old place this time.

But this time he ran into a little problem. As soon as I walked to the back door of the cafeteria, I saw that the cafeteria was surrounded by a circle of construction signs, and no passage was allowed. But strangely, the forklift inside did not move at all.

"I can't get in here, let's go through the main entrance." A worker passing by pointed to the towering earth hill inside the iron wall, "This year, the cafeteria was supposed to be expanded, but only half of the foundation was dug, and it touched the mausoleum. I don't know which one it is. For the prince, we have to wait for the Bureau of Cultural Relics to come and appraise it before we can start work."

This kind of thing couldn't be more common in Ancheng. As the ancient capital of the thirteen dynasties, there are more dignitaries and nobles buried underground in Ancheng than on the ground, and there are often things like digging half of the ground to shovel out a grave, and the planning of the city subway often stagnates because of this.

And the people of Ancheng have long been familiar with this, the ancestors in the ground sleep well, and we should eat and drink on the ground. There are even rumors that the universities, middle schools and primary schools in Anseong are basically built on top of the tombs, and most young people can suppress the popularity of death.

Well, in this sense, people who go to school in Ancheng are actually dancing on the graves every day.

So Wu Hao walked around to the main entrance of the cafeteria and entered. It's not even lunch time yet, and the cafeteria is very deserted, with only three or four students in total.

He found a corner to put down his things, and habitually turned to the canteen next to him, planning to buy some mineral water biscuits or something. But as soon as I walked over, I found that the canteen was closed.

"It's out of stock, we can only close the door today." The owner of the canteen spread his hands, "You may not believe it, but I was eaten out of stock by students...Damn it, I just bought a batch of new ones two days ago. Goods, I bought them all in two days, how can these high school make-up classes be so delicious..."

This is really a three-stroke unlucky strike today... Wu Hao could only admit defeat when he heard this, and returned to his position helplessly, propping his head to think about the content of the speech.

But what he didn't see was that just after he entered the cafeteria, on the campus of Kunlun University tens of kilometers away, the vortex floating in the backfield suddenly trembled.

"Huh? What's going on?"

Wei Ze, who has been paying attention to the situation of the vortex, naturally discovered this anomaly immediately, stood under the vortex, and carefully observed the change of that thing.

"There is spiritual power overflowing? Is this connected to some blessed land?"

Wei Ze stretched out his hand, mobilized the spiritual power in his body, and tried to touch the trembling whirlwind. This time, there was a slightly cold breath coming from his fingertips. He was sure that this definitely did not belong to the air on the top of Yushan Mountain, but he couldn't go any further.

He tried to no avail, so he could only go back to his office cabinet,

He waved his hand to the large mirror behind him. The seemingly ordinary mirror surface was wiped in this way, and the image in the mirror disappeared immediately, and a scene of life emerged instead. The center of the picture was a student of Kunlun University.

[Tianji Mirror: Communicate with heaven and earth, gain insights into heaven. Anyone who carries a special spell drawn by the caster can observe their whereabouts]

This is also drawn from the upgraded Immortal Cultivation Blind Bag. It is precisely because of this that he can safely release the students back to ordinary society. Anyway, as long as they wear the thousand-mile tracking charm drawn by himself, he will have 24-hour surveillance at any time.

Of course, as a teacher, you have to uphold basic teacher ethics, respect students' privacy, and only use it in special circumstances, and don't even think about some special usages.

At this time, he adjusted around and found no students in a special scene. In the end, he locked the "camera" on Wu Hao.

In the Tianji mirror, this young man is lying on the table, looking quite a headache. In front of him was a piece of manuscript paper. Wei Ze glanced at it briefly, and saw that it was all rainbow farts about Kunlun University. Wei Ze wanted to go into the mirror and pull the manuscript paper out, so that he could rewrite it for him.

"Forget it, this is also tap water, maybe it can increase a wave of popularity." After Wei Ze finished speaking, he was about to turn off the "monitoring", but his expression became tense after sweeping his eyes, "Huh? This is...?"

At the same time, Wu Hao also raised his head in the image of Tianji Mirror.

What attracted him was the sound of chewing and the smell of bread, chips and chocolate. He looked over, and saw a girl in school uniform sitting there in a corner behind him, with a pile of snacks in front of her, and she was gobbling it up.

This "a pile" of snacks is a pile in the literal sense, and there are at least twenty or thirty kinds at a glance. Judging from the opened packaging bag next to her, she has already eaten at least five or six packs of biscuits, two buckets of potato chips, a whole box of wafers, and three or four bottles of drinks, but she is still tearing open the packaging and going to the food quickly. His mouth was stuffed, as if he had just started.

That scene shocked Wu Hao. With this amount of food, he, a boy who is about 1.8 meters tall, would probably have to eat for several days, but it only took him more than ten minutes for this thin-looking school girl.

If it's her way of eating, it's no wonder the canteen will be empty...

While thinking this way, he turned around and glanced unintentionally, and then his scalp immediately became numb: at this time, except for him, the few scattered students in the cafeteria were all gobbling up. There were food packages piled under their feet, but they still looked like hungry ghosts who had just left the house.

Wei Ze moved closer to the girl in the picture, looked at it carefully, and then frowned.

"Why is she crying while eating?"