The world of shelter under the glacier - Chapter 177 Apprenticeship (please subscribe)

but……

I am afraid of comparison in everything.

On one side is the king + local power bureau.

On the other side is the unknown strong person (at least the emperor’s base) + the emperor + the entire superpower game.

It’s clear which one to choose.

As for whether he could succeed in becoming a disciple, Chu Feng selectively forgot about it.

But rejection is a skill.

Low EQ: No, you are not strong enough!

I can’t teach you, I can’t protect you—there’s no way to become a disciple!

High emotional intelligence: Just a big smile can make people retreat from difficulties.

“hey-hey……”

Chu Feng smiled sweetly and looked at the old Taoist priest beside him from time to time. His purpose was self-evident.

Director Li understood instantly.

There is no longer any entanglement in recruiting disciples.

Everything is unspoken.

good for everyone!

The face is passable.

Before leaving, Director Li didn’t mind asking for a favor.

Then he said: “Chu Feng, have you just awakened?”

“Yeah, less than a year.” Chu Feng said casually and naturally.

“I’m afraid you don’t know much about the organization of superpowers.”

Chu Feng nodded.

“Let’s do this. I’ll have someone send me a detailed introduction to the organization of superpowers later. You can learn more about it.”

“Why……”

Sighing, Director Li said: “The world of superpowers is not peaceful, it is full of…”

“Hey, let’s not talk anymore.”

“Anyway, please pay more attention in the future!”

Looking at the departing figures of the Superpower Bureau, Chu Feng murmured:

“It’s not peaceful?”

“This world will one day be peaceful.”

The battles in history are full of blood and killing all the time.

Modern intrigues and bloody exploitation are everywhere, but they are just covered with a layer of the emperor’s new clothes, trying their best to whitewash peace.

It has only been one year since the end of the world, and billions of people have died around the world. Can this still be called peace?

As long as humans exist in the world, the battle will never stop.

Life doesn’t stop, the fight doesn’t stop – it’s just to be strong!

Chu Feng’s deep eyes stared at the dark sky, a messy battlefield…

His eyes flashed with meaning that no one could understand.

Although he is in a high position and has overwhelming authority, he can even make thousands of troops and tens of thousands of people die for him with just one order.

But the more this happened, the more he felt the weight of the crown on his head.

Behind every bit of authority is a heavy responsibility.

As the city lord of the stars, it is the hope of everyone.

Although he enjoys this authority, he must also bear the corresponding responsibilities behind the authority.

Over the past year.

He has grown from a young rookie to a city lord with hundreds of thousands of people, and the master of the stars. What he has learned the most is two words – responsibility!

A man’s maturity often begins with knowing how to shoulder his own responsibilities…

He is not a savior and cannot save the world.

But he won’t sit back and let others disturb Xingchen’s peaceful and happy life.

The Qing Dynasty cannot do this!

You kid can’t!

Neither can the church!

Not even the evil superpowers in the future!

Because he is the city lord of Xingchen!

It is the hope of all and the light of all.

It’s your own responsibility!

After thinking about this, Chu Feng’s dark eyes burned with fighting spirit again, a fighting spirit that no one could extinguish.

His eyes are as firm as steel, and his will is as unshakable as a mountain.

As long as he still breathes, the light of the stars will never go out, but will only become brighter and brighter, shining farther and farther…

now.

Chu Feng’s temperament has undergone drastic changes. He is now like an unsheathed sword, sharp and sharp!

Looking at Ge You lying down, the old man said, “I’ll do surgery on you…it’s wrong, cross it out!”

“What a strong fighting spirit!”

The old Taoist priest opened his misty eyes and couldn’t help but pay more attention to it.

“Should I accept it or not?”

“It’s so embarrassing for me.”

Tons tons tons.

Pull out the flask and drink it all in one gulp.

A journey of a thousand miles begins with becoming a disciple.

But how to become a disciple?

Chu Feng scratched his head.

As a member of the ‘Qidian’ orphanage, I worship the God of Wealth, but I have never been a teacher.

For a while, this stumped Chu Feng.

How to pray?

Chu Feng started to think. . .

Simulation Scenario 1: Searching for a master through hundreds of searches, but the master is right before your eyes.

“Master, please bow to me as a disciple.”

The process is not important.

I have many masters and he has many apprentices.

Everyone is happy!

“But it’s too direct. It’s a bit hard to talk about.”

“How about being more tactful.”

Simulation scenario two:

Chu Feng: Master, my disciple has finally found you.

Old Taoist priest:? ? ?

Chu Feng: I am your long-lost ninth disciple – Feng’er! 【Breaking sound】

Too embarrassing.

Again!

Old Taoist priest: “Want to become a disciple?”

Chu Feng: “Yes.”

Old Taoist priest: “Kowtow.”

Chu Feng: “Ah!”

There is gold under the man’s knees. He kneels to heaven and kneels to the abbot.

Master, there are no doors or windows!

Old Taoist priest: “I don’t want to! Forget it – I’m thirsty, I can just offer you a cup of tea.”

Chu Feng: “…”

The simulation of this scene is too fake, right? ?

Chu Feng was secretly surprised.

Cough cough cough.

Old Taoist priest: “Okay! It’s the end of the world, and it won’t be easy for you to live with such a big family!”

“Our Dragon Monastery doesn’t pay attention to this either.”

“Then keep everything simple.”

“The ceremony is over!”

“From now on, you will be me, sloppy Taoist priest! My ninth disciple.”

Chu Feng: “What?”

“Have I become a disciple?”

“Humph, it’s just bullshit luck!” someone said with envy.

“Wow, Bao’er has finally been promoted, you – call me senior sister!”

“What happened? Is dinner ready? Where is it?”

“Master, that’s great! My mecha is stable!”

“By the way, doesn’t Master not accept adults over 6 years old? Could it be that he is the legendary ‘giant baby’!!”

Senior sister?

Mecha?

Giant baby?

It does not make sense?

“Are you going to become a disciple now?”

Chu Feng was stunned.

“Not a simulation?”

“I am the second senior brother, Fat Tiger! Junior brother, you can call me Senior Brother Fat from now on.”

This is what the fat Taoist said.

He casually threw a ring to Chu Feng and said, “This is our sect’s token.”

“Token?”

“Yes, it’s also a space ring.”

The fat Taoist priest didn’t care and said casually: “You can open it by tapping into your spiritual power. It’s very simple!”

“I put some simple spells with mechanical and earth abilities in it.”

“By the way, you have only awakened these two powers, right?”

“Um?”

“Forget it, forget it, I know the secret…”

Little Fatty has an I-know-you look on his face.

With a move of his hand, he immediately took out a large pile of rings.

Gudong.

Someone swallowed hard.

Are these all space rings?

They were so densely packed and randomly strung together by a hemp rope…

Chu Feng was stunned.

Long Jiuer’s eyes turned red.

“Junior brother…”

“Stop it!”

After picking and choosing, the little fat man said: “First, you haven’t started yet, so you can’t call me junior brother! Besides, I’m not young either, I’m already 12 years old.”

“Second, you haven’t awakened your powers, so giving you a ring is useless.”

“Can’t open it again!”

With a look of disdain on his face, the little fat man instantly KO’d Long Jiu’er.

“It’s you!”