Chapter Ninety-Two: The Palace of Sundries
"Next!"
"Huh?"
Lin Hu, who was in a daze, was stunned for a moment, only to see a white square object quickly flying towards him.
Lin Hu, who reacted, waved his right hand and grabbed the white object in his hand, and after a careful look, it was actually a white token.
"What is this?" Lin Hu asked with some confusion.
"Admission tokens, do you think anyone can go?"
"Uh, okay. ”
As he spoke, Lin Hu saw that Master Cen hadn't spoken for a long time, and looked straight at Master Cen again.
Master Cen was stunned by him, "What's the matter?"
"That, Mr. Cen, you only said 'discernment', and there is no introduction to 'theory'?"
Who knows, Master Cen actually waved his sleeves and said, "There's no need for that." ”
"What does that mean?"
"The people who participated in the 'Discussion Competition' are all seniors from various families, you are a hairy child who has not even been born for a lifetime, go up and use a fart?" Master Cen said with some disdain.
"According to what you say, the 'discernment' game is just a formality, and the 'discussion' game doesn't need me to participate, so why don't I just go to play soy sauce......
"What's seven, seven, eight, eight, soy sauce is not soy sauce," although Master Cen had never heard of 'soy sauce', he could still guess a rough idea, "For the juniors of each family, the Hundred Schools of Distinction is completely a formality, gaining some knowledge, and by the way, sharing some luck, does it really depend on you?"
"This ......"
When he said this, Lin Hu really couldn't refute it, and he was stunned for a while, not knowing what to say.
"What's the matter? Standing here stupidly, do you want me to leave you for dinner?"
"Cut!" Lin Hu pouted disdainfully, turned around and walked out the door, as soon as he opened the door, he saw Cen Fuzi's housekeeper Lao Zhao holding a book and walking towards Cen Fuzi's study.
Seeing Lin Hu, Steward Zhao was also very polite, and greeted Lin Hu cordially when he passed by Lin Hu's side.
Lin Hu naturally nodded in response, and by the way, he also glanced at the book in his hand.
Although it was only a faint glance, Lin Hu had a very familiar feeling, but he didn't care about it and continued to walk towards the gate.
Lin Hu only walked a few steps away, and behind him, the voice of Steward Zhao came out, "Master, I brought you the Holy Dao Monthly, you wanted." ”
No wonder it feels familiar, Lin Hu said secretly in his heart.
In a trance, Lin Hu seemed to think of something, and a bad feeling rose in vain, "Rub, Holy Dao Monthly?!
Lin Hu's body flashed, and he disappeared in place at an extremely strange speed.
And not long after Lin Hu disappeared, his roar sounded in Master Cen's study: "Pear Blossom Poem, Lin Hu, you bastard!!
Immediately afterward, there were countless things knocked over to the ground and all kinds of swearing sounds came from the study.
......
Not to mention the angry Master Cen over there, Lin Hu, who came out of Cen Mansion, did not go directly back to his nest, but went to the area in the center of Haoran Mansion.
Although Zhuang Yuyuan claims to have 100 schools, it is actually only 12, and these 12 belong to the college, but they are self-contained.
Especially the three major Taoist Confucians of the academy, these three, no matter which one is independent, can be used as a miniature version of the academy, not only because of their strong strength, but also because of their perfect system.
For example, Lin Hu is now going to the Miscellaneous Hall that belongs to Haoran Mansion, and the importance of the Miscellaneous Palace to each family is self-evident, but the number of items collected in it has a lot to do with the strength of each family.
For example, among the various schools and factions of the academy, the most abundant of the Sundries Hall is the Taoist Zhuangyang Palace, which is naturally because there are many monks in the Taoist family who are alchemists or refiners.
And in the Confucian Haoran Mansion where Lin Hu is located, the collection of the Sundries Hall may not be as good as that of Taoism, but it is more than enough compared to the bottom.
Lin Hu had also wondered why the academy didn't integrate the miscellaneous halls of the various families together, so that they could communicate with each other, which was also a blessing for all the disciples.
Later, Lin Hu learned that the academy did have such an institution, but the things inside were terribly black, such as the same bottle of Bigu Dan, Lin Hu only needed to spend two hundred contribution points in Haoran Mansion, but it cost two hundred and twenty contribution points in the academy.
Twenty contribution points may not be much, but what if you put it in 2,000, 20,000, 200,000? None of the contribution points are blown by the wind, so it is naturally reluctant to waste it, and if you have it, you will never go to the academy to redeem it.
But what if you don't have it from your own 'home'? If someone wants to go to another 'home' to redeem, then I'm sorry, you are not from my 'home', and you will have to pay 20% more than the exchange price.
This is even darker than going to the academy, you can imagine how hard those small families and small factions have lived a hard life.
Of course, not no one among the disciples of each family has ever thought of making a profit by taking advantage of the price difference, but the academy is intolerant of this kind of "smuggling", and if they are caught, the consequences will be absolutely miserable.
And after the senior sister of the math department put the lesson of her blood in front of her, the idea of "smuggling" in everyone's hearts disappeared, and over time, everyone acquiesced to this rule.
Although Lin Hu didn't know what the academy's intention was to do this, he thought about it, and they also had their reasons, otherwise, under the resentment of countless teachers and commanders of various families, this rule would be gone.
Thinking about it, Lin Hu soon arrived at the inner hall of the utility hall, the inner hall was very empty, there were only a dozen people lined up there, presumably the peak period had passed.
The speed of the line was very fast, and soon it was Lin Hu's turn, and at the end of the line was a fenced window, in which sat a half-aged covered in grease powder.
"Token!" the woman said slowly, with a hint of impatience in her words.
Although Lin Hu didn't like her attitude, he couldn't say anything, so he hurriedly took off the identity token hanging on his waist and handed it to her.
I only saw that the woman picked up Lin Hu's identity token and inserted it into the jade with a gap beside her, and then the green light flashed, and when Lin Hu retrieved the identity token, the contribution points on the token had increased by three hundred points.
Although the mosquito is small, it is also meat, and the contribution point is a gradual accumulation process, think about this is his three-month welfare uh, it seems that if you want to accumulate contribution points, it is not enough to rely on welfare alone, and you have to do the task.
Leaving from the window, Lin Hu went to another counter in the utility hall, there was a crystal screen on the counter, Lin Hu stared at the crystal screen tightly, looking for the items he wanted on it.
"Get me a bottle of Quenching Pill and a box of Condensing Incense. ”
"Okay, wait a minute. ”
After a while, a young woman took out a jade bottle and a jade box and handed them to Lin Hu, and in the same way, Lin Hu also handed over his identity token.
When the identity token returned to Lin Hu's hands again, the contribution points on it were less than three digits, could this be regarded as a return to the pre-liberation period? Lin Hu secretly said in his heart,
For Lin Hu, the contribution points are just a bunch of numbers here, and it is better to exchange them for resources for cultivation.
However, there is not much left to contribute points, so I can only wait until the hundred schools of thought meeting in two days.