Isn't Chapter 36 a bit too high-profile?

Yang Ding felt that he would need to take on a few followers after he went to the martial arts academy.

Although Mao Jian's aptitude isn't great, his parents hold a high position at the school, which is sufficient for now.

"Isn't that obvious? I was on the seventh floor when the whole building collapsed. How could I have escaped without killing a few White Walkers?"

"Wow, this is awesome! When we get to the martial arts academy, we can show off for months. None of those freshmen have any real combat experience, let alone White Walkers, they've never even seen one."

"Keep it low-key, keep it low-key. This kind of practical experience should go to your good brother."

"What do you mean? You're going to teach me your swordsmanship?"

"I'm going to teach you practical experience."

"How should I teach it?"

"In actual combat, of course, it's a head-on fight. I'll show you some moves I used to deal with the White Walkers."

Mao Jian was so frightened that he immediately backed down.

"Brother Ding, you've killed White Walkers, why bother arguing with a useless piece of trash like me who can't awaken?"

"You're a bit lacking, but I can't find anyone else to help me gain experience points right now."

"..."

Whether the second move of the Soul-Severing Spear Technique can be mastered to Ye Rou's level is currently only something Mao Jian can help with.

Mao Jian was indeed too weak. In the morning, he was bruised all over by Yang Ding's finger gun, and the whole rooftop could hear him howling in pain, but he only gained 0.2 experience points.

It seems that only in real combat where life and death are at stake can one gain rapid training.

"You beat me up like this, is it alright for you to treat me to lunch?" Mao Jian asked.

"No problem, come to my house for dinner."

"Did your wife tell you that the lower-level classes at the martial arts academy, namely grades C and D, will have their study period shortened to one year, after which they will have to graduate and work in the law enforcement team, and the monthly exams will become internships?"

"I know. Governor Zhou came over personally during the last monthly exam to discuss this matter with the principal."

"My mother said that the situation in Jiangling City is getting more and more serious, and we will be in great danger in the law enforcement team in the future."

"That's right, you'd better stop practicing that Half-Step Crushing Fist. People with low cultivation levels need to learn to use weapons."

"We'll see if there's a salary for the internship. I'm broke right now; my mom has spent almost all her money on me."

Mao Jian was particularly frustrated when he said this.

He was unlucky; no matter how much he begged his mother, she forced him to cultivate.

Now his mother agrees to let him honestly become a farm technician, and he might be accepted into the job.

Students who have been admitted to the martial arts academy are essentially half-soldiers, similar to reserves, and cannot easily drop out.

"I hope my name won't be on the list in a few days, after all, I don't weigh 600 pounds."

As soon as Yang Ding opened the door, Mao Jian smelled two completely different women's scents.

"Sit here for a while, I'll go heat up the food."

"I heard that Instructor Ye's sister went to the Wall in the North two years ago and has never come back. She should still be alive."

"Of course she's alive. My sister-in-law is from a gifted youth program, and her cultivation level is even higher than my wife's."

"Why are there baby bottles and baby clothes everywhere in your house? Is this a newborn baby?"

"Instructor Fang's husband died, so she's staying here temporarily."

"Is she Fang Jing, the instructor from the Space Studies department, who's petite, exceptionally beautiful, and has incredibly good skin?"

"Otherwise, there aren't many people in the Space Department."

Mao Jian was so envious he almost cried. Did this kid save the galaxy in his past life?

We're all noobs, so why does Yang Ding get such good treatment?

……

Three days later, the results will be announced.

Although Yang Ding knew he would most likely be accepted, he was still very excited because it was a day to finally hold his head high.

His wife, Ye Rou, was just as excited as he was and got up early to prepare breakfast for him.

Fang Jing also said that after finishing her morning exercises, she would accompany him to look at the rankings.

"A student from a Class C martial arts academy doesn't need to be accompanied by two beautiful instructors, does he? Isn't that a bit too high-profile?"

"What's wrong with being high-profile? With me and your wife backing you up, who in the martial arts academy will dare to bully you in the future?"

Although Fang Jing's words were touching, Yang Ding just wanted others to bully him.

This way, he can both beat up those who don't like him and continuously accumulate practical experience.

After the three finished breakfast, Fang Jing asked, "Rou, why don't we sneak over there? Taking the elevator takes too long."

Ye Rou replied without hesitation, "Sure, that's much faster."

Yang Ding knew perfectly well why Fang Jing asked the question; if you wanted to use her spatial abilities, you had to hold hands.

Ye Rou would never have agreed to this before.

But now Ye Rou has become more generous and proactive.

She stood to Fang Jing's right, their fingers intertwined, and then said to her husband, "Don't just stand there, go and hold Sister Jing's hand, it's almost time for morning exercises."

Yang Ding could only wipe the sweat from his palms, take Fang Jing's small hand, and then insert his fingers between her fingers.

Fang Jing's hands were small and smooth, and she was sweating with nervousness.

This was the first time in Fang Jing's life that she had been held hands by a man other than her husband.

"The essence of the technique of spatial teleportation is spatial folding. Listen to my commands later."

As a modern person, Yang Ding was quite excited to experience such a magical technique for the first time after transmigrating.

"Lift your leg, take a big step, that's it."

As soon as Fang Jing finished speaking, Yang Ding, who was still in the room, suddenly found himself standing next to Hu Feng.

The students from the pig farming department screamed in fright and scattered in all directions.

"What's the panic? Haven't you ever seen a space-type ability user before?" Fang Jing scolded.

She was worried that these people would cause a disturbance.

Although everyone knew that there were people with spatial abilities, this was the first time they had seen one, so their shock was inevitable.

The students couldn't understand it either, that Yang Ding had already found a goddess like Ye Rou.

Why is there another charming and lovely woman next to me?

Hu Feng was starting to regret it. They had been classmates for so long and grown up together, how come he hadn't noticed Yang Ding's skill in dealing with women?

"Honey, see you at the results posting area later," Ye Rou said as she quickly walked to the instructors' area.

"Okay, honey, I'll be waiting for you there."

"You still have to wait for me."

"Okay, Sister Jing."

After finishing their exercises, many people were already heading towards where the results were posted.

Yang Ding then turned to Hu Feng, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "I'm leaving. No one will hit you anymore. Live well and come visit me when you have time."

Hu Feng looked at his brother who had grown up with him, his eyes red, and forced a smile, saying, "Okay, I will definitely come to find you. Take care."

Yang Ding pinched Hu Feng's chubby cheek. "Fatty, take care too!"

Everyone understands that in the future, with their own families and children, and going down completely different paths, it will be very difficult to see each other again.

When Yang Ding left the sow care team, his classmates said goodbye to him one by one.

He saved everyone's lives at the farm and earned everyone's respect and gratitude.

When no one was looking, Hu Feng squatted down and cried like a fool.