Chen Diran waved his hand to disperse the sound-proof cover, and they walked forward with the dean.
They attracted a lot of attention while staying with Frank. However, there were still many people who were focusing on refining pellets didn't notice this scene.
Was it a good thing for the dean to take away a few students?
Under the gazes of people present, they walked into the building.
Frank chose a big room on the first floor.
He took out a pellet furnace. It was a fifth-tier spirit treasure for his own use.
"Can you refine pellets on the spot? Make ten batches and I'll give you one hundred credits," Frank said.
"What's the use of so many credits?" Mengmeng shook her head and said, "three times only."
Mengmeng also thought about it. The average success rate was about 30% with the method taught by her Dad. She could succeed once out of three. It was enough to prove
"Okay." Frank took the Space Ring and detected it with his soul sense. He found that the number was just right, so he nodded with satisfaction. "Chen Diran, you've done a good job. You can go to my place for a week's training when this matter is over." "Yes, sir!" Chen Diran showed a happy expression. "Thank you for your training, sir." It was the same thing every time, but he had never learned anything useful. The day of his success was far away. But he believed that one day, he would become the director's right-hand man and collude with him because of their similar temperaments. "By the way, there's something I need to report to you. 2,500 of the credits you just promised them have exceeded the quota," Chen Diran said. "How many credits have exceeded that?" Frank frowned slightly. "2,500." "Did I promise them so many?" Frank snorted. "Is there a need
"Alright then. There come more interests in your debt again. You now owe me eight million crystal stones," Mengmeng immediately said. "Oh, what a joke." Chen Diran turned around and left. After saying that, he actually left for something. What just happened affected the mood of Mengmeng and the others, and it took them a long time to calm down. In the evening, the girls had an appointment with Lorry for dinner and told her about it. Lorry said, "That Chen Diran is the disciple of Mr. Frank, who is usually kind and a bit dull. It's said that Chen Diran is quite petty. I'm not familiar with him, but I can go and talk to him about this. I'm sure this matter will be solved then." With her status, Lorry felt that Chen Diran would show her respect. "Don't go to him. Let's see if he really wants to deduct our credits, or if he is just messing with us." The next day was als
"Here's the thing." Mengmeng said. All of a sudden, she felt that this president of the branch was going to deal with the matter for real. "I have a question here." As a result, the president of the branch was being straightforward, "The basic credits for the new trainees in each department is 2,000. In fact, 1,500 credits should be enough, with the extra 500 to reward excellent students. Even if Mr. Frank were to give the reward, he wouldn't have rewarded someone with 2,500 credits that exceeded the quota, would he? Now that there are a lot of doubts here, Mr. Frank, do you have anything to say?" Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!Many people on the scene turned to look at Frank. He didn’t retort anything. His expression was calm, and his eyes were blank. It seemed he found the whole thing hilarious. Hearing Draco's words, Frank said in an innocent tone, "Mr. Draco is right. I'm wel
"The meeting is over. The meeting is over." Some sophomores were commanding the trainees. "No! We also want to see the result!" Ling Duoduo shouted. Her words instantly stopped many trainees who were about to leave. They chose to stay. At this moment, they had been completely attracted and wanted to see how Draco would deal with this matter. Many trainees expressed their own opinions. Some thought that Frank was the victim, some believed that Mengmeng and the others would not lie and maybe there was something fishy about it, and some just wanted to see the result of the matter. As a result, those sophomores couldn't drive them away. At this moment, the fire in Mengmeng's eyes slowly dissipated. She didn't say anything. She knew that she couldn't defeat the other party alone. She knew that Zhang Han was about to arrive. She f
"We can't bring shame to the academy. Fellow Daoist, please understand my feeling as a branch president," said the branch president.From the corner of his eyes, he saw Headmaster Shan who had come out of the aircraft was approaching them quickly. He felt a little relieved and said, "I admit that Frank committed a great sin. However, the other five were guilty but not guilty of death. Fellow Daoist, you should have spared them if it was possible. Your murderous nature is too strong." "Is that so?" Zhang Han frowned. Pak! Suddenly, there was a loud noise from the body of the branch president with his blood gushing out from it. He flew backward hundreds of meters and fell to the ground with a thud. Although he wasn't dead, his Yuan Ying and meridians were shattered by Zhang Han. He only had a few years to live. "Oh my god! He even hurt the branch president?"
"Uncle Zhang, you should be the branch president. In this way, when we meet a dumbass again, we can threaten him directly that you're the branch president. It's so cool," Yue Xiaonao said. "Just take it." Headmaster Shan earnestly said, "The Dragnet Academy needs you. Give me help." Headmaster Shan had never thought that one day he would recruit someone for the academy like this. He had spent too many efforts for the sake of the academy. At the repeated request of Headmaster Shan, Zhang Han looked at his expression and pulled a wry face. He nodded and said, "Then register my name." "Okay." Headmaster Shan immediately showed a broad grin. At first, he had wanted to ask Zhang Han to take the role of the deans, but now it seemed that he was too naive. He was already satisfied to have Zhang Han hold the position as the branch president. "You can continue your conversation. The news of the P
"First-stage Spirit-Sobering Pellet? This is quite interesting. Mengmeng, would you like to try it?" Zhang Han asked with a smile. "Yes." Mengmeng blinked her big bright eyes, looked at Yue Xiaonao and the others, and asked, "Shall we all try it?" "Of course. I'll try my best to succeed in one attempt!" Yue Xiaonao said. The tutor in front who was delivering the class looked grim and quickly came to Zhang Han. It attracted the attention of many students. "Oh, Mr. Treasure?" "You're here." "Welcome, Mr. Treasure." "..." Many students greeted him one after another. "Mr. Treasure." The tutor was a little nervous and looked at Zhang Han, unblinking. Everyone in the entire Pellet-refining Branch knew the power of Treasure-loaded Taoist Lord. He had killed so many people, but nothing happened to him. Th
Boom! Boom! Thunderbolts began to crack, which were gradually increasing in number. In the dark clouds, there seemed to be something terrible that was unknown. "Whoops." Chen Chuan got into Chen Changqing's arms and did not dare to look above anymore. Mengmeng was also a little nervous. This scene was indeed somewhat frightening. "The thunderbolts only crack in the dark clouds, like a deterrent. In fact, when you reach the God Transformation Realm, you can cross the void in front of you. Then, the thunderbolt is no longer a big threat to you, but it is still a threat to those below the God Transformation Realm. Those ones in the Elixir Realm will die easily before the thunderbolts. Therefore, the Rain-falling Lake is also a forbidden area here," said Lo Tianxu. "Well, I'll go up and take a look." There was a trace of curiosity in Zhang Han's eyes. He actually had an affinity for