Chapter 460 Social Terror?

"It is said to be actual combat training, but it seems that he just abused us. After the abuse, he didn't say a word, and didn't even give a suggestion..." Cao Yuan shook his head, "I don't understand."

Baili Pangpang nodded in agreement, "I also feel that the brain circuit of Senior Juggernaut seems to be different from that of normal people."

"Which normal person will become a waiter after becoming a Juggernaut?"

"And I always feel that he doesn't seem to be very willing to communicate with us."

"I think so."

"He's not a social terror, is he?" Baili Pangpang said with a strange expression.

Cao Yuan glanced at him, "He is the ceiling of human beings, it's normal to be aloof, how could it be social terror?"

"..."

"Besides, which social fear would like people to call him a sword master." Cao Yuan added, "This kind of title is not something that society fear people can take out."

"But he is really a Juggernaut." Baili Fatty sighed, "Speaking of which, it is beyond my expectation that there can be a Juggernaut in this era. Didn't this kind of people usually appear in ancient times? Or in the fantasy world?

It's hard to imagine that in a modern city full of high-rise buildings, there can be a swordsman wearing a shirt and sneakers walking out of the earthen restaurant, unsheathing his sword, and giving it to the gods...

Isn't this style of painting very strange?

As for the Sword Immortal, I dare not even think about it. "

"The sword sage walks everywhere, where can I find the sword sage?" An Qingyu said abruptly.

"Anyway, Senior Juggernaut is the true ceiling of humanity. Although his character is a bit unpredictable, his strength is real." Lin Qiye said slowly, "Since Commander Ye paid so much to find him, Must have thought we could learn something from him."

Others nodded one after another.

Lin Qiye glanced at the sky, and said to everyone: "Let's do this for today, everyone go back and have a good rest. If there is no accident, tomorrow will be very tortured..."

...

the next day.

Lin Qiye was woken up by the alarm clock, quickly got up from the bed, and walked to the open space in the middle of the warehouse after washing.

Learning from yesterday's lesson, Lin Qiye and the others made a special discussion last night and woke up earlier, so they couldn't let a human ceiling wait to teach them every day.

But when Lin Qiye walked to the open space, he found that he was still naive.

Zhou Ping had already stood in the middle of the open space of the warehouse early, holding a feather duster from nowhere in his hand, and focused on cleaning the dust in the corner. His eye circles were heavy, but he still looked very energetic.

"...Master Sword Saint." Lin Qiye looked at the time and confirmed that it was still six o'clock in the morning, and the sun outside had not fully risen, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Zhou Ping nodded and hummed.

Then continue to take care of the dust in the corners.

"You can get up later, the morning class starts at eight o'clock." After cleaning one corner, Zhou Ping said to Lin Qiye while walking to another corner.

"Since it doesn't start until eight o'clock, senior, why did you get up so early?" Lin Qiye couldn't help asking.

Zhou Ping said lightly, "When I was in the store, Uncle San would get up early every day to prepare ingredients, and I would also get up early to clean up before opening for business. Over the years, I've gotten used to it."

"It's just a restaurant, do you need to get up so early?"

"Sanjiu is a person who pays attention to details. He often spends more time preparing ingredients than actually cooking, which is why he does not release many dishes every day." Zhou Ping said calmly, "In his view Come on, the quality of the dishes is more important than the quantity.”

Lin Qiye nodded thoughtfully.

Soon, several other people also came to the open space. Seeing Zhou Ping who was busy, they all had weird expressions.

"Qiye, don't we want to help?" Cao Yuan asked suspiciously.

Lin Qiye shook his head, "I wanted to help a long time ago, but Senior Juggernaut refused..."

"Then we'll just watch?"

"It can only be this way."

The five of Lin Qiye each moved a small mat, and sat in the middle of the open space, silently watching Zhou Ping's focused and busy figure.

He seems to be very busy all the time, and no matter what he is doing, he will put all his energy on this one thing. He has to clean every gap between the floor tiles until it is spotless, and he has to wipe every stain on the wall. Completely disappeared, even if he wiped it ten times, twenty times, thirty times...

No matter how simple the movement is, no matter how boring the repetition is, he doesn't seem to find it boring, but devotes himself wholeheartedly into it.

It seems that he is not cleaning, but carving a work of art.

Lin Qiye and the others stared blankly at his figure. The light in the sky became brighter and brighter. The sunlight penetrated through the top window and fell in the center of the open space, coating the ground with a light golden film.

The cleanser and water vapor in the air, under the sunlight, gave off a faint colorful light.

Before I knew it, it was already eight o'clock.

Zhou Ping put down his sleeves, put the cleaning supplies back in place, and walked in front of Lin Qiye and the others.

"This morning, your training content is still reading." Zhou Ping said slowly, "However, you must concentrate on reading, put yourself into the book, and carefully understand the emotions of the characters in the book. Let yourself be him.

do you understand? "

Lin Qiye and the others nodded.

They each took out a book from the cardboard box and went back to the pony to read it. Today Lin Qiye picked out "Swordsman", although he had read most of this book before, this did not prevent him See it again.

As Zhou Ping said, what he wants to do is not only to read the book, but to bring himself into the role in the book.

Lin Qiye took a deep breath, opened the title page of the book, and looked down carefully.

Zhou Ping himself took a copy of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", sat at the door of the warehouse, and carefully read it.

The entire warehouse was extremely quiet, only the sound of flipping books echoed in the air from time to time.

After a few hours.

Lin Qiye slowly closed the book.

He looked at the cover with the publishing house and selling price written on it, and he was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses.

In his heart, there are mixed feelings.

He followed Zhou Ping's suggestion, and completely substituted himself into Linghu Chong's role, and experienced the ups and downs of the story with him, and felt his emotions... He had never read a book like this before.

But what Zhou Ping said, he still didn't feel half of the power gained from the story.

Lin Qiye turned to look at the others, and found that their expressions were similar, and their eyes were full of helplessness.

They were about to say something, but they suddenly stopped in place.

At the door of the warehouse, I saw the figure sitting alone in the sun, holding a book in his hand...

burst into tears.