Chapter 43 Seat Level
Lin Xiling pulled Jiang Mingyang and ran, like a happy bird in the forest.
Youth is free, youth is unrestrained, and youth is unrestrained.
Without the discipline of parents, only the life of classmates and friends is what young people yearn for most.
Of course, since they are young, they are all arrogant and think they are the children of destiny, and they can't stand being half a point worse than others.
But Dongsheng College not only does not let people get what they want, but also constantly emphasizes the gap between people in every bit of life.
Dongsheng College has a total of four grades, each grade has about 100 people, and because of the small number of people, only one restaurant is set up.
The restaurant is divided into four floors, and the number of dining floors corresponds to the corresponding grade, and there is no intersection between different grades.
Whether it is freshman or senior year, the school will implement a seat grading system.
The so-called seat grading is S, A, B, C, D, E seat level, corresponding to the deliciousness of food.
The classification standard is the battle power list, the degree of contribution to the completion of the college task, and the accumulation of personal credits.
The freshman restaurant is on the first floor. Because the school has not started yet, there are only two levels, S and E.
The highest level is S, which is enjoyed by the top four students in the grade, and the rest are all E.
Everyone hates this system, but the college never tires of it.
All food is nutritious enough, and the levels are divided because of different tastes.
If S-level is the most delicious food in the world, then E-level is hard to swallow.
When the most delicious food in the world is put together with the hard to swallow, the school's attitude is very obvious.
If you don't want to eat pig food, then work hard to practice. If you want to see who eats pig food, then defeat him and take his seat!
When the whole freshman class was eating pig food with a sad face, Jiang Mingyang and Lin Xiling were fragrant, and this wave of hatred was full without pulling.
In particular, Jiang Mingyang, the shameless backdoor boy, ate better than them, and everyone's eyes were wrong.
One by one, staring at Jiang Mingyang, chewing the food viciously, as if eating Jiang Mingyang's flesh and blood, and even hated Lin Xiling.
"Sister, another serving of mutton claws, a big bowl of crab roe noodles, with more crab roe."
Jiang Mingyang didn't care, smacking his lips and eating heartily, not to mention how delicious it was.
A group of classmates almost bit off their chopsticks. Zhang Yongnian sat opposite Jiang Mingyang in anger, staring at him with his teeth clacking.
Lin Xiling shook her head helplessly, holding her forehead and frowning, saying: "No wonder Wen Qingyun and Duanmu Cheng didn't come to eat.
Even if they are both talented, if they dare to eat a big meal openly, they will be killed by the eyes of their classmates!"
"Can I understand that you are praising me?"
Jiang Mingyang picked up the noodles and blew them, and the fragrance penetrated into his nose. Zhang Yongnian wanted to cry.
Other people's food was delicious, but he ate pig food like mud, and it was bitter and astringent in his mouth.
He was a direct descendant of the Zhang family after all, when had he ever suffered such grievances?
Lin Xiling lowered her head and smiled bitterly. She was glared at by her classmates and had no appetite at all.
"The school is so inhumane. I can't bear to see what they eat."
Jiang Mingyang ate heartily. He didn't show any reluctance. It was more like showing off and mocking.
Zhang Yongnian's eyes were almost spitting fire. The other students were secretly swearing that they must strive for the first place in the opening assessment and must defeat Jiang Mingyang!
Cultivation requires nutrition. Everyone swallowed the food with tears, but the more they ate, the more sad and angry they felt.
Lin Xiling really had no appetite and wanted to throw away the chopsticks and stop eating, but Jiang Mingyang smiled evilly and said, "You'd better finish the meal."
"Ah?"
Lin Xiling was puzzled. Jiang Mingyang looked around and said, "They want to eat but can't. If you waste food, do you think you will be stabbed to death by their eyes?"
Lin Xiling paused, and hurriedly grabbed the chopsticks and ate the rice in one gulp.
Dongsheng College is too terrible. It's simply hell on earth.
Except for Jiang Mingyang, everyone who ate this meal either had bloating or conjunctivitis, which was very unpleasant.
When they arrived at the dormitory area, the difference was even greater. The classmates wanted to kill Jiang Mingyang one by one.
The freshman dormitory area is not large, consisting of four independent villas with swimming pools and three old simple residential buildings.
The single-family villa has 24-hour constant temperature, all technological equipment is available, and there is a separate small training room.
The old residential building only has simple water and electricity, let alone a separate training room, and even no separate toilet and bathroom.
There are eight people living in one dormitory with bunk beds, and there is no air conditioning, TV, or washing machine.
"Oh, the school management is very humane. Only when you have a goal can you have motivation."
Jiang Mingyang shivered and walked around the simple dormitory. He almost made Zhang Yongnian vomit blood in anger, and then he returned to the villa leisurely.
"Damn it, is someone trying to trick me, or is this the way things are in Dongsheng College? I just happen to be the best at attracting hatred, so they just pushed me out."
Back in his dormitory, Jiang Mingyang lay on the sofa and frowned as he analyzed.
But he was completely clueless and couldn't figure it out, so he simply focused on improving his strength.
Whether he wanted to or not, he had already attracted all the hatred this time. Without strength, he would definitely die miserably.
Jiang Mingyang simply burned his boats. Since the school pushed him out, he would cut off all his escape routes.
"That crappy research institute is so stingy. They just gave me a crappy recommendation letter and that was it. They didn't even heal my injuries.
I don't believe that such a high-level research institute doesn't even have a healing pill."
Jiang Mingyang muttered and complained, and took out the Guiyuan Pill he bought, and the fragrance permeated his heart.
Just by smelling the smell, the injury has a tendency to heal.
"Sir, is it possible that even not healing me is part of the plan?"
Even if the elixir exchanged by the freshman can help his injury, will the Tiangong Research Institute not be able to cure him?
"Damn, why do I have a bad feeling?"
Jiang Mingyang scratched his head in distress, but couldn't figure out what was wrong, so he finally had to give up thinking.
"Sir, let's improve our cultivation first and complete the system tasks.
If the Nine Supreme Refinements were really that powerful, then I wouldn’t just go sideways. "
Jiang Mingyang thought to himself, and swallowed the Guiyuan Pill in one gulp. The pill exploded in his stomach, and instantly penetrated his limbs and bones.
Jiang Mingyang's injuries healed quickly, and the effect was comparable to a miracle elixir.
After all his injuries were cured, a large part of the medicinal effect was still there, which continued to nourish his flesh and bones.
"Just one is enough?"
Jiang Mingyang was slightly surprised. He took out a blood accumulating pill and swallowed it. His qi and blood levels skyrocketed and were quickly replenished.
"No way, Tiangong Research Institute and Dongsheng Academy are trying to trick me?"
Jiang Mingyang was completely confused. Logically speaking, the two giants had no reason to target him.
But if we don't target him, it's impossible for Tiangong Research Institute to cure this injury.
If he recovers from his injury, his effect of drawing hatred will definitely not be as good as it is now.
"No matter, no matter, let's break through the 160 limit first."
While Jiang Mingyang still had the effect of the medicine, his resources were consumed rapidly, and his health and vitality jumped twice to 160.
At the moment when the limit of 160 was exceeded, the tide of energy and blood was like an overturning river, washing away every inch of Jiang Mingyang's cells in an extremely violent way.
The terrifying qi and blood tide, after being accelerated by seventy-two qi and blood vortexes, the effect is increased by 150%.
A large amount of nutrients are consumed, muscles and bones proliferate, contract, and solidify, constantly devouring a large amount of energy and blood.
His body is also changing rapidly!