Before he knew it, Yan Junyu had been with Qi Ze for half a month. They attend classes together, rest together, and are almost inseparable.

Every night, Qi Ze would take out nine transparent stones and put them in a circle on the ground, and he would sit in the circle and meditate. This is the moment when he is most focused, and the moment when Yan Junyu enjoys the most. He has become obsessed with the feeling of being washed and washed by countless light spots. After each time, he would feel that his spiritual body became more solid and powerful, and even the ubiquitous electromagnetic storm could not cause damage to him.

He had a hunch that as long as he didn't leave Qi Ze, he should be able to live for a long time. As for whether his body could survive, he didn't dare to think about it for the time being, but the original sneering mentality had been replaced by a vague hope. He is not someone who doesn't know how to be grateful. These days, he has gradually dispelled his doubts and hatred towards Qi Ze, and can look at each other with a more peaceful and fair look.

This morning, one person and one soul woke up from meditation as usual, and went to class full of energy. When passing by the restaurant, Ouyang Ye habitually said, "Young Master Qi, I will give you living expenses when the end of the month is over."

"We've settled, and we don't need to pay living expenses in the future. I'll make money myself." Qi Ze picked up a piece of bread and ate slowly.

"How do you make money? Sell attribute weapons?" Ouyang Ye showed a nervous expression. Wouldn't he want everyone to have a superconducting weapon, so that he would still be useless?

Qi Ze glanced at him with a half-smile, "Don't worry, you are my only client at the moment." This is why he is willing to cooperate with Ouyang Ye. Also know how to protect the interests of both parties.

He understood why Ouyang Ye was guilty, if Ouyang Ye was as heartless and careless as he appeared, he really wouldn't dare to reveal his secrets. Lingwu can turn ordinary people into supernatural beings. Once the news spreads, he may gain huge benefits in the short term, but he will also be targeted by people with ulterior motives, and then be controlled.

He doesn't have the ability to protect himself yet, and Ouyang Ye is shrewd and not too mercenary, so he is a good partner for now. In the future, when his cultivation base recovers and even goes further, he doesn't have to fear anyone at all. Although the refining master is not high in combat power, but the means to win people's hearts are first-class. As long as they can forge high-quality Lingwu, they are not afraid that there are no powerful monks under their hands to drive them. Privately, Qi Ze planned to cultivate Ouyang Ye well and let him be a thug for him.

Thinking of this, he looked at Ouyang Ye up and down several times.

Ouyang Ye felt a little frightened, he hugged his chest unconsciously, and quickly put it down. But in the end, he still cares about attribute weapons the most, and he immediately forgot the feeling of standing upright. You said, "Young Master Qi, you won't sell weapons to others, will you? If superconducting weapons become rotten streets. Goods, it's worthless!"

"Do you think it's easy to build a Lingwu?" Qi Ze finished eating the bread, took out a tissue and wiped the corners of his mouth and hands, his tone was flat, "It's hard to find a chance, after all, lucky people like you are only a few." Luo unhurriedly boarded the flying car and drove towards the teaching area.

Ouyang Ye's relieved expression flashed across the car window. Yan Junyu looked back and pondered, "Are you saying that he was lucky in his life to meet you?"

Qi Ze just opened his brain to read the exploration page, and couldn't hear him at all.

Yan Junyu has long been accustomed to this. He knew that he was dead, so he was more eager to express something, so he continued, "You are right, I am indeed lucky to meet you. Ouyang Ye is, and so am I. Without you, I would have disappeared now. You are What are you looking at?"

He lowered his head and stared at the young man's brain, with regret in his tone, "There is still no news about the Qianyuan planet? With the empire's current aerospace technology, this is the largest range we can detect. To find your hometown, unless There are volunteers who sign death waivers and go wormhole after wormhole. But no one does that.”

He hesitated for a moment, and finally reached out and patted the young man's hairy top lightly, and comforted softly, "Don't be sad, just live in Neptune Star."

Qi Ze closed the web page, not so disappointed. He had long given up the idea of ​​returning to Qianyuan Continent, where there was no Taixuanshen sect, only the cultivators who were madly chasing him. Rather than go back to die, it was better to stay in the Black Eye Galaxy. But before that, he had to take a good look at the level of refining, weapon types, etc., and there was still a lot to learn.

After thinking about it, the speeder arrived at the teaching building of the Art Department. Qi Ze walked into the classroom slowly and sat down in a secluded corner. The originally idle expression was naturally replaced by cowardice.

Seeing with his own eyes that the young man's straight back became rickety and crooked; his ruddy and healthy complexion turned morbidly pale; his bright and spirited eyes dimmed, and there was no imposing manner, Yan Junyu had no choice but to be impressed by his superb acting skills.

Coincidentally, the first class today was acting class. The instructor asked each student to come on stage to perform the speech given by the founding emperor at the inauguration ceremony, and make comments one by one. Some people are impassioned, some people are arrogant, in short, they all caught a certain shining point in the great man. Only Qi Ze, except that his voice was loud enough, had almost no merit. He stepped down from the stage and huddled behind the desk. His face was flushed with shame, and his eyes were full of tears, as if he was frightened.

The instructor was very dissatisfied with him, pointed out twenty-six shortcomings before and after, and made a comprehensive comment on him as a negative teaching material. The classmates let out a roar of laughter, and looked at him one after another with contempt, causing Qi Ze to bury his head even lower, wishing he could get under the desk.

From Yan Junyu's point of view, he could only see his two bright red ears and a slender and graceful neck that was also glowing with light pink. On the first day he came to class with the boy, he used to feel sorry for his situation and searched his stomach to comfort each other, but now, he is no longer confused.

He bent down and bowed his head. Sure enough, he saw the boy playing stand-alone games hiding under the desk. Except for his ears and neck, his skin color was normal. The corners of his mouth were slightly curved, and his expression was very brisk. Those ridicule, contempt, and abuse mean nothing to him. When necessary, his world can only accommodate his own existence.

Yan Junyu couldn't help but laugh. When he was alive, he only knew how to cultivate, become stronger, and fight. After death, he understood what it means to enjoy life. He enjoyed the comfort of meditating with the teenager at night and the pleasure of observing his every move.

Before that, he knew nothing about the entertainment industry, but now, he thinks this industry is very interesting. He likes to accompany teenagers in class, and also likes to watch him deceive the people around him with his superb acting skills. He was the only one who knew what the boy really looked like, which was pleasing.

"Objectively speaking, your acting skills are the best." He applauded, "every strand of your hair is soaked in acting skills. Acting has been integrated with your life, otherwise it would not even be me and Xu. I was also deceived by your appearance."

He paused and emphasized again, "You're great, I have to let you know that."

But Qi Ze didn't need anyone's confirmation at all. He pretended to have hurt his self-esteem and buried his head in the desk all morning. The tutor and classmates were too lazy to pay attention to him, so that he happily missed four lessons.

"I don't think you can go on like this. You have excellent talent," Yan Junyu stared at the young man's charming profile for a while, and affirmed, "You also have a delicate appearance. If you study your professional knowledge, you will get excellent grades. , should be able to sign into a top entertainment company. You're good for acting, really."

They were walking to the restaurant. Many people passed by Qi Ze, and many people penetrated Yan Junyu's body, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

Finally walking into Ouyang Ye's exclusive private room, Yan Junyu couldn't help breathing a sigh of relief. A service robot came over to receive him, and the display on his chest listed a long list of menus, but Qi Ze only ordered a piece of bread, a vegetable salad, a glass of plain water, and nothing else.

Yan Junyu is not a talkative person, but in front of teenagers, he is uncharacteristically, "No wonder you are only 183 cm, it should be because your nutrition can't keep up. Eat more, you will grow taller."

Qi Ze ate half a piece of bread with a patient expression, stuffed two green cabbage leaves, and then filled the cup with water, as if eating was a torture.

Yan Junyu looked anxious and really wanted to pry open his mouth and pour the food in the bowl. At this moment, Ouyang Ye came, holding a beautiful girl in his arms. The girl's eyes were proud and provocative, but it was a pity that the object of her provocation did not notice her existence at all.

"Baby, you've eaten too little, what else do you want?" In front of outsiders, Ouyang Ye acted like a romantic and considerate gold owner, but his hand was on the back of the boy's chair, not at all. Dare to touch a hair of him.

The boy raised his head and smiled at him, seeing that the girl's eyes were red again, but he didn't dare to say any questioning words. It seems that in order to alleviate his predicament, he turned on his intellectual brain and looked serious, but he always occupied the position beside Young Master Ouyang and refused to leave.

The girl pulled Ouyang Ye angrily, and when he glared fiercely, she immediately became honest.

Yan Junyu sighed angrily and hilariously, "You guys are really good at acting, and the whole school's teachers and students have been deceived by you." He sat on the other side of the boy and watched him shopping online with great interest. He bought a lot of metals, all kinds of textures, and also bought a lot of power stones and minerals. After a while, he spent all the credit points in the account.

"I'm sorry, your balance is not enough. I'm sorry, your balance is not enough..." The boy wanted to buy a meteorite, but after pressing the OK button several times, he only got this reply, and his face couldn't help showing an annoyed expression. He hit the desktop with his forehead, then called up the search engine, and slowly typed in a sentence - what channel is the fastest to get money?

"I'm running out of money?" The young man always looked at ease. Seeing his frustrated expression, although it was only occasionally, was enough to make Yan Junyu amused.