Signed in at home for three years, I went out and tore the gods with my hands

Just as Mo Yun was thinking wildly, the doorbell rang.

Then, a familiar voice came in.

"Mr. Mo Yun, your takeaway has arrived, please come out and pick it up."

It was the voice of the delivery guy from before.

His name is Lin Fan.

A very ordinary, yet very special name.

"Okay, hang it on the doorknob, I'll get it later." Mo Yun replied.

"Okay, then take it early, or it will be cold in a while." Brother Lin reminded.

"Okay." Mo Yun nodded.

"By the way, does Mr. Mo Yun have any rubbish to throw out today? Let me take it down for you by the way?"

"Just the ones on the trash can at the door, take them with you if it's convenient for you, thank you."

"Yeah, okay, Mr. Mo Yun, you're welcome, these are just a matter of little effort."

Mo Yun didn't speak.

After a while, Mo Yun walked the Chaos Art for a full week, then stood up and went out to get takeaway.

In the past month, when he didn't want to cook, he would order takeaway.

Coincidentally, this area seems to be in charge of Lin Fan.

Every time Mo Yun ordered takeaway, he delivered it.

Lin Fan seemed very enthusiastic and offered to help Mo Yun take out the trash every time.

Said it was easy.

In fact, Mo Yun also knew that it was not a simple task.

Because since last month, Jiangnan Province has started to sort garbage.

Throwing out garbage is a troublesome thing.

But Lin Fan didn't seem to be afraid of trouble.

He never tires of it, and asks Mo Yun every time if he has any rubbish to bring.

Mo Yun didn't care either.

Just think of him as a simple good guy.

Of course, Mo Yun also found that Lin Fan was actually a bit special.

He scanned Lin Fan with the eyes of true knowledge.

Chapter 13 Are You Really Not Going?

Mo Yun glanced at Lin Fan with the eyes of true knowledge.

It was found that this guy was a third-rank martial artist.

A third-rank martial artist with a physical problem, no realm, no strength.

"This guy is also pitiful..."

"Well, he doesn't seem to be pitiful."

Mo Yun shook his head.

He suddenly remembered.

Lin Fan had a smile on his face every day.

That smile was genuine, not faked.

Mo Yun could tell that he was really happy.

"Maybe it's a physical problem. After the martial arts cultivation base was abolished, you found the true meaning of life?"

Mo Yun shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

Let him go.

"Ding-dong-"

Just as Lin Fan left, the doorbell rang again.

"Who?" Mo Yun was puzzled.

During this period of time, except for the delivery guy, few people would come to him.

"It's the old man." Li Xinghe's voice came in.

"Huh?" Mo Yun was taken aback, a little surprised.

After Li Xinghe left last time, it has been a while since he came to see him.

"Boy, please open the door. The old man has something to tell you."

Seeing that Mo Yun did not make a sound for a long time, Li Xinghe yelled outside.

Mo Yun stood up and opened the door.

"What did senior want me for?"

Li Xinghe walked into the room with a smile.

"It's nothing else. I know you're a kid, so I just came here to tell you. It's been two months since school started, and next week is the mid-term assessment."

"With your strength, it's no problem to come back first. You will be rewarded with 500 points then."

Li Xinghe looked at Mo Yun with burning eyes.

He was looking forward to Mo Yun's performance in the assessment.

As long as this guy can play, he will definitely shock everyone's jaws.

In Jiangnan Martial Arts University, there are not many students who have broken through to the first rank of Martial Arts in the first semester of their freshman year.