"Then please help me register."

Ye Hanjun was surprised by a similar expression, and pretended to be a little helpless and said:

"As for the origin of this badge...... It's a long story. ”

"Oh, got it."

The keeper took out his badge and knocked the two badges against each other, and the so-called registration was completed.

Then, pretending not to understand the subtext on his face, "It's okay, I have time to listen to gossip", Ye Hanjun just pulled a small trailer with a large plastic bottle and a shield turtle on it, and left the nestling house through the nearest exit.

"Mysterious young man ......"

The keeper watched from afar, and only then did he return to the breeding house until he couldn't see the back of Ye Hanjun clearly, and went to configure today's nutrient solution for the chain vine.

"Woo-woo--"

There was no bully shield turtle monopolizing the terrace, and the stinky turtle and phantom poison turtle climbed over one after another and occupied the huge reef together.

As for the vicious scramble, everyone here is an honest turtle, and the main thing is politeness and humility, and a similar situation has never happened again.

……

Ye Hanjun looked up at the sky, and at this time the night was deep, and the stars in the sky were like pearls scattered all over the ground.

Occasionally, a few clouds and mist would drift by, the stars would no longer blink, the moonlight would no longer pour, and the darkness that could not be seen in his fingers would make him enjoy it somewhat.

"Without a riding pet, it's really inconvenient to go anywhere."

"Fortunately, Jia Fuzi said that the college has more than a dozen post stations that provide free car pulling services......

"Roar! Roar! ”

(╬◣д◢)

On the trailer, the shield turtle with its feet facing the sky was still struggling.

Every action is saying: "Damn human, let this turtle go, otherwise you won't be able to take care of yourself for the rest of your life!" ”……

Of course, all in vain.

The chain vine's iron lock is too strong, even if it has been cut off from the body, and the energy is no longer supplied by the body.

With the current rank of the shield turtle, it is impossible to break free from the shackles no matter what.

"Keep yelling, shout and cut your throat to see if anyone pays attention to you."

Ye Hanjun patted the big metal iron shell, and smiled like a devil on the corner of the deserted street.

"Roaring ......"

The shield turtle, which has always been tyrannical, somehow suddenly froze.

After reacting, he seemed to be ashamed of his changes, and began to gnaw on the rattan lock even harder, like a madman.

Night-Han-kun doesn't pay attention to it anymore.

Forty minutes later, I finally found a post station.

The so-called post stations are all kinds of carriages drawn by spirits, and they are often huge carriages that can accommodate thirty or forty people.

It is similar in nature to a bus in a previous life, and its purpose is to help the lord who does not have a ride to shorten the time it takes to travel to various places.

Night Hanjun swiped his badge and sat in a wooden carriage operated by the "coachman" and "bigfoot".

The rank of the bigfoot horse is the twins of Kasumi.

If you ride directly, you can travel at least twice as fast as the giant sparrow, and it will last longer, and you will not get tired for two or three hours.

But when it pulls a huge carriage and carries more than 20 passengers, the actual speed is not much faster.

As a result, by the time Ye Hanjun arrived at his destination and got off the bus, the time had already reached 11 o'clock in the evening.

"Drip-"

The more skillful you swipe the badge to enter the door, and the continuous buildings come into view.

They are all single-family villas, the buildings are very far apart, the color of the buildings is either white or black, and the style is quite simple.

Ye Hanjun listened attentively, and could faintly hear the roar of lions and tigers and the screaming of birds, but on the whole, it was quiet and elegant, in line with the living environment above the passing line he wanted.

"Black, it means that it has been bound by someone, whether it is moved in or not, outsiders cannot enter."

"White means 'idle'."

"Although Canghai Pavilion seems to have more than a dozen residential areas, there are more idle houses here than I imagined......"

Ye Hanjun classifies this phenomenon as a "second-class house".

Ordinary students, unless they are willing to spend money, can live for free in the only place where they can live in a third-class house.

Teaching assistants, or elite trainees, are eligible to use the secondary house for free as their habitat.

As for the first-class houses...... That's where the official guru lives.

For example, Jiang Yongnian built a castle by the lake in the east - this is the exclusive rights and interests he enjoys, and outsiders can only stare dryly to express envy.

"That's it, No. 233, the new life will be marked here as the dividing line, and it will officially begin."

Ye Hanjun was too lazy to choose, but the villas closest to the gate were occupied, and he could only be forced to walk 500 meters to find a white-colored house.

Knock on your personal badge on the door, like a rich ink dripping into the water, one second the wall is white and immaculate, the next second it becomes pure black.

"Squeak-"

As soon as the door opened, the warm yellow wall lamps automatically lit up, and everything that could be touched by the eye, whether it was the corridor in front of it or the hall in the distance, instantly became brightly lit.

Ye Hanjun glanced at it roughly, and it was still a minimalist interior.

However, it is completely different from the previous life in that the villa covers an area of at least 1,000 square meters, and there is only one floor inside.

The distance from the ceiling to the stone brick floor is 30 meters.

This is the conventional design structure of the spirit world - just a house that meets the living conditions of human beings, and only mortals can be forced to choose.

But if you are a dependent, you have a contract with a soul in your hand.

Even if it is a first-order clay sculpture fetus, even if it is congenitally small, it does not take up space.

Houses with a height of three or four meters will still greatly limit their activity area.

Living in such an environment for a long time can lead to depression at least and physical decline at worst, and no one dares to design it like this.

"Ventilation runes, hot and cold water systems, flame circulation devices, automatic smoke extraction systems, metal cooking stations, freezer preservation devices, closets full of ordinary clothes, disaster warning devices, ......"

Ye Hanjun walked around roughly, although it couldn't be compared with the living conditions in the past.

But the good things are all new, and there are no traces of human use, and this alone can make him breathe a little sigh of relief.

"Little bully, your days of power and fortune are over, let me in."

Back at the door, Ye Hanjun took some effort to lift the shield turtle up the steps and throw it into the house.

During the whole process, the shield turtle struggled as hard as it could, refusing to say anything.

Ye Hanjun shook his head slightly, letting it let out a beastly roar and threat, ignoring it.

"Unkempt, stinky and sweaty, such a scorching day has finally come to an end!"

Close the door and confirm that the defensive pattern imprinted on the wall is activated.

One more look at the plastic bottle, everything is normal.

Ye Hanjun thought about it, after all, the temptation to take a hot bath first was better, so when the smile bloomed on his face, how bright and brilliant it was.

"Bang!"

The bathroom door was pushed open, and his eyes lit up again.

Others can be simple and shabby, and bearable.

If this bathroom cuts corners, Ye Hanjun can really die of disgust.

Fortunately, in reality, the bathing place is not small, and the facilities are quite complete, and it will even distinguish between a bathtub for human bathing and a shower kit suitable for souls.

Just listen to the screaming, choose the fragrance, light the incense candle, test the water temperature, and take a bath with flower soap...... Ye Hanjun can't wait to wash himself off.

"It's a pity, it's a special situation now, there is no young maid to help untie the wide clothes, and there is no dancing girl who plays the piano and performs the split, and the sense of experience will drop a little ......"

Ye Hanjun has a little regret, but he is also content.

After a busy day, I was able to take a hot shower at night, and I was already moved to tears.

This is one of the few insistences that he prides himself on only having a "little" cleanliness.

"Whew...... Comfortable! It's so comfortable! ”

"Taking some time to soak in the bath every day is simply one of the greatest pleasures of life!"

For a full hour, Ye Hanjun, who was steaming hot above his head, but still pale as snow all over his body, slowly crawled out of the bathtub.

The first thing he did was to throw the black trench robe he wore during the day into the trash, then wash his hands three times, and go to the closet next door to find a random set of clothes that fit and put on.

In this way, Ye Hanjun felt completely alive, and the refreshing feeling was from the inside to the outside, and the whole person wanted to be more and more comfortable.

"Wash away the dust, that's probably it."

Stretching his waist hard, Ye Hanjun grinned.

Remembering what to do next, be conservative and check your body again.

In particular, make sure that there is no visible dirt left in places such as nail seams – this is a very important detail!

After everything was ready, Night Hanjun returned to the trailer, ignoring the shield turtle that was staring at him as if he was going to eat him, holding the large plastic bottle, and began to move towards the bathroom.

"Whoa, la, la—"

There are two bathtubs in the bathroom, the modest size is reserved for yourself, and the other is on the large side, just enough to carry the mess in plastic bottles.

One-eyed goldfish, bubble fish, jumping shrimp, mini crab, blue algae, green aquatic grass......

These are the lowest species in the natural ecology, and although most of them can be defined as spirits, they are too weak and too ordinary.

Even the dependents of G-level authority will only consider contracting them when the mountains and rivers are exhausted.

"Go, go, play."

Ye Hanjun drove away the mini crab who was not afraid of death, and dug and dug and dug in the big bathtub, and it took a lot of effort to catch what he wanted.

It was a "stone", cold to the touch.

It has a speckled gray pattern on it, which looks dirty and does not have much beauty.

Add a little force to your fingers, and it is still hard to pinch it.

Hitting the edge of the bathtub also makes a crisp sound of crackling stones.

- No matter how you judge it, it's no different from a normal pebble.

"Little guy, your heart is too big, you are held in your hands, your life is not guaranteed at any time, and you don't have a sense of crisis at all?"

Ye Hanjun seems to have found something he loves, and he can't put it down and play with it, but he doesn't forget to complain in his mouth.

"Shhh~~~"

I don't know if his reminder worked.

The stone in his hand suddenly turned over.

Like a frozen jelly slowly melting, the "stone" becomes a little longer and thinner, and the mottled color on the surface is like a jewel that washes away dirt, instantly becoming pure and translucent.

"Babble?" (˶˚ᗨ˚˶)

A small creature the size of a baby's palm, gently waging its tail.

The long tail dragged behind it, like a girl's pigtails.

When it lifted its upper body, opened a pair of millet-like eyes on its big head, and cast a curious gaze full of spirit towards the Night Hanjun.

The Night Chill Lord let out a heartfelt sigh, using the soul as the starting point of the storm, completely intoxicated with this kind of pure creature.

"Qualifications...... Identification! ”

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[Race name]: Pure white tadpole

Chaos Seal: "Pure"

[Major]: Pure Path/Pure Path

[Rank]: Clay Sculpture Fetus: False Introduction

[Chaos Spirit Pattern]: 88 patterns "immobile as stone"

[Core Personality]: "Innocent"

Current Status: Wake up from a dream

[Contractual relationship]: None