Chapter 264 Three months have passed, and the God King goes to school

In the blink of an eye, three months had passed since Tang San's martial spirit awakened.

In Notting City, Old Jack was holding Tang Shenwang, who was about to start school, walking while telling Tang San the basic and superficial knowledge he knew about soul masters.

Tang San listened boredly, but occasionally when he looked in the direction of Notting College in the distance, a hint of excitement would appear on his face involuntarily.

Tang San: My dear, Xiao Wu, just wait, your San giegie is coming soon!

On the way, an old man and a young child happened to pass by a construction site. The area where the construction site is located can be regarded as the core area of ​​Notting City. The City Lord's Palace, Wuhun Branch Hall, etc. are all nearby.

Old Jack looked at the majestic tall building that was vaguely visible in the center of the construction site. He couldn't help but curiously pulled a passerby and asked:

"What's being built here?"

When Tang San saw Old Jack stop, he had no choice but to stop too. Anyway, for him, no matter whether he was meeting Xiao Wu or meeting a certain Da Shi... he was in no hurry. In his opinion, what was there in the small Notting City? Is it worthy of losing his composure as the mighty Tang Shenwang?

Little did he know, it was Tang San's carelessness at the moment that made certain things self-defeating in the future.

At this time, the passerby who was held by Old Jack immediately let go of Old Jack's rough hand, and then looked at Old Jack up and down, and also looked at Tang San next to him. Seeing the two men in linen clothes, his eyes turned to A little contemptuous.

Tang San:?

Death warning!

"Are you from the countryside? Why don't you even know about the Free Guild?"

The passers-by didn't notice the slightly cold look in the little wimp's eyes, and just said to Old Jack with a hint of ridicule.

"Free Guild?"

After hearing this somewhat unfamiliar word, Old Jack glanced at Tang San without revealing any trace, then lowered his attitude and continued to ask:

"I really don't know, can you tell me in detail?"

Seeing this, the passerby stopped mocking him, but he also had no intention of explaining it in detail to Old Jack. He just said "Go and find out for yourself" and left.

Old Jack's face looked a little ugly. After taking a look at the sky, he decided to take Tang San to school first.

The two of them quickly moved on, but before leaving, Tang San's gaze lingered on the construction site for a short while.

Free Guild?

Why doesn't he remember that this thing existed in Notting City in his previous life?

Tang San's eyes condensed slightly, but soon returned to leisurely.

Judging from the name, I guess it was just some kind of amusement park jointly established by a few small nobles. He was not very interested in these in his previous life, so there is no need to think too much...

Anyway, it can't be some newly emerged super power from the mainland.

With this thought and an increasingly excited mood, it didn't take long for Old Jack to lead Tang San to the gate of Notting College.

Then, as expected, he came, he came, and he walked towards Tang Shenwang and Old Jack with steps that he didn't recognize.

He is the young concierge of Notting College.

"Hey! What are you doing? Is this a place where country people like you can come?"

The concierge stopped Old Jack and Tang San with undisguised disdain in his eyes.

Seeing this situation, Tang San's eyes were slightly cold. Originally, because he was anxious to see his precious sister Xiaowu, he had somewhat forgotten about this conflict that would happen at the gate of Notting Academy.

Now, as soon as the concierge jumped out, Tang San's memory instantly became clear.

Good guy, if you delay Xiao Wu and I's first meeting, you've already got a plan for death!

At this time, Old Jack had begun to smile apologetically at the concierge.

"This little brother, we are from Saint Soul Village. This child is a work-study student sent by our village this year. Do you think, what procedures do we need to go through?"

When the concierge heard this, he said with some yin and yang: "Can a golden phoenix still emerge from a grass nest? Holy Soul Village... the name is much more domineering than that of Shihun Village, but this village has produced several working-study students in recent years, and even the village chief is well-off. How many years has it been since your Holy Soul Village? Isn’t this guy a fake?”

Old Jack was a little annoyed for a moment, but he was still bitter in his heart.

The concierge was indeed right. Compared to him and his Holy Soul Village, his old friend Old John and his Holy Soul Village were indeed much more prosperous.

Without saying anything, Old Jack took out the certificate issued by Su Yuntao last time and handed it to the concierge.

The concierge took the certificate and looked it up and down. His venomous tongue continued to be used unabated.

"Martial Spirit Blue Silver Grass is also born with full soul power? How funny! This is really ridiculous. I have been working as a concierge in the academy for four years, and I have never heard of any students who are born with full soul power. This kid's martial arts The soul is Blue Silver Grass, and it can also be full of soul power... I think this certificate from the Spirit Hall must have been forged by you."

"you!"

No matter how good-tempered Old Jack is, he can no longer bear it at this time.

"You are deliberately making things difficult. Okay, you wait, I will go find the deacon of the Wuhun branch. Xiaosan, let's go."

With that said, Old Jack was about to turn around with Tang San.

Seeing Old Jack being so "unreasonable", the concierge, who understood that the certificate issued by Wuhun Branch Hall was not a forgery, was also a little annoyed at the moment, and he couldn't help but feel worried.

Why am I so unlucky to meet such an old stubborn man today...

When he first started working as a concierge, he certainly wanted to be just a concierge. However, no matter what profession there is, there are related unspoken rules. Workers will gradually be affected by the professional environment. After getting used to a set of "rules", their daily behavior style will become numb.

After all, not everyone can be smooth and have a pair of wise eyes to clearly distinguish the psychological character of the future. Otherwise, why would they be concierges if they have that ability.

At this time, Old Jack pulled Tang San, but failed to pull him. He couldn't help but look at "Xiao San" in confusion. Seeing that his eyes were directly cast behind the gate of the academy, he also followed his gaze.

I saw that a man of medium build and slightly thin appeared at some point. He looked about 40 or 50 years old, with short black hair parted in threes and sevens. He looked very ordinary. His hands were behind his back, but he had a special temperament. There was a bit of laziness and decadence between his eyes.

Seeing that Old Jack and Tang San were looking past him at the gate of Notting College, the concierge couldn't help but mutter, "Look, what are you looking at..." As he spoke, he turned his head slightly, and his expression quickly became a little strange.

Hey, this "big shot" who was so arrogant and made a fool of himself in public not long ago, was released so soon?

The concierge couldn't help but think with some mockery in his heart, but he still knew that no matter how clown this guy was, he couldn't afford to offend him, so he put on his signature flattering smile.