In order not to be devoured by the gods, I had to transform

Holding a handful of beans and walking back to the food processing class, all the students were very curious about Bai Wu's behavior.

Seeing him holding a handful of raw soybeans in his hand, I was a little confused.

"Brother Wu, what do you use these beans for?"

"Could it be that Brother Wu likes to eat raw beans? My family has planted hundreds of acres of these beans. If Brother Wu wants to eat them, I will immediately ask my family to send a snakeskin bag over."

"Fuck you, raw soybeans are not tasty at all, who would eat this stuff raw?"

A boy who looked quite mature pushed his glasses and said:

"This soybean reminds me of the legendary magical power, where the beans can turn into soldiers. I don't know when we can cultivate to that level, and whether we will have the chance to learn this great magical power."

"Jianhua, stop dreaming. You can't even create soldiers by throwing beans. It's beyond your ability to cultivate magic power now."

The other person shook his head and then said with unusual confidence:

"But I do have another summoning technique that can achieve a similar effect. And I only need to say three words to summon a large group."

"What summoning technique?"

"You still have this trick up your sleeve?"

"Zhang Qing, don't be fooling around."

The students in the food processing class opened their eyes wide, expressing curiosity, doubt and surprise, and hurriedly asked him to show his skills.

"Oh, just wait and see."

Zhang Qing smiled confidently, held his head high, and spoke three words with great momentum:

"Two! Years! And a Half!"

As soon as these three words came out, the corners of many people's mouths twitched. Is this the summoning technique they have been waiting for?

So they started to criticize:

"666."

"Susan."

"Fried fish with essence, right?"

"Do you want to eat fried pancakes?"

Zhang Qing spread his hands, his expression helpless yet smug:

"Look, isn't it summoning a large group? Brother's charm is really too great, it is simply everlasting."

After some laughter, Bai Wu lined up nine soybeans on the table.

Seeing his actions, the others stopped making a fuss and just watched him quietly.

Bai Wu's right hand was shining with light. In the eyes of others, he was still Bai Wu, but in fact, the card belonging to Zhang Jiao was shining.

The spiritual light gathered at the tip of his index finger. He stretched out his index finger and gently touched the nine yellow beans one by one, chanting a spell at the same time.

The soybeans on the table suddenly began to tremble.

The yellow-white soybean seed coat began to bulge and concave, as if something inside was trying to come out.

"Second-rate--"

A slight tearing sound was heard, barely audible, and a small yellow object emerged from the seed coat.

Looking more closely, I realized that the yellow object was actually a little man. He wore a yellow turban, leather armor, and held a spear in his hand. Apart from his small size, he looked like a fierce soldier.

As soon as the little man was born, he knelt on one knee in the direction of the white fog and shouted:

"Greetings to the Lord."

One after another, the little figures jumped out and bowed in a row, like a team of well-trained soldiers.

"This, this, this..."

Seeing this scene, Zhang Qing, who had just spoken, couldn't close his mouth and started stuttering as he pointed at these villains.

"Spreading beans makes an army!"

Tang Jianhua, who first proposed this term, could not remain calm. He stood up and stared at these soldiers.

"Is this true? This isn't an illusion, is it? And why is this little man so small? What can he do?"

Some people still find it hard to believe.

This is a spell from legends, but now it appears before their eyes.

When the first soldier who came out heard someone questioning Bai Wu, his eyes narrowed and he looked at the person who spoke.

The person who was speaking felt a chill on his neck and couldn't help but shiver.

The next second, the soldier opened his mouth and took a deep breath. Under the gaze of everyone, the soldier's body slowly swelled up, and in the blink of an eye he was half a meter tall.

Seeing that it was going to continue to grow and turn into a real fierce soldier, Bai Wu stopped it:

"Okay, change back."

"Yes, my lord."

The soldier exhaled in one breath, and his body returned to the size of a soybean.

The mission of going to the Qinglongfu base to keep an eye on the Xinghe people and various information were transmitted to the minds of these little people. After receiving the information, the little people immediately jumped off the dining table one by one and lined up to head towards the Qinglongfu base.

Given their size, they are very suitable for this task.

In some versions of the story of scattering beans to create soldiers, soybeans are used to summon ghosts, and the ghosts swallow the soybeans to be driven, but Bai Wu's version is obviously different.

This time no one questioned it anymore.

There was only surprise, envy and excitement.

"Sowing beans, sowing beans, sowing soldiers, oh my god."

"Pinch me and see if it's true."

"Wow, where are you pinching, chicken sniper?"

"Brother Wu, I have been wandering for half my life and have never met a wise master. Today..."

"Brother Wu, I want to learn this!"

"Stop, Brother Wu, I'm a student, teach me first."

A group of people looked at the white fog eagerly, wishing they could treat it with their own bodies.

"You haven't practiced enough yet, so you can't use this technique."

Bai Wu shook his head: "According to your progress in cultivation, it will probably take four or five years to barely reach the threshold of using this technique. However, the Yellow Turban Warrior summoned is also very weak."

"So long."

Everyone was a little disappointed when they heard this.

"There are other ways, don't worry."

Bai Wu smiled when he saw this and shook the dozens of remaining soybeans in his hand.

"I have put mana into these beans, which can transform into a Yellow Turban Warrior. You just need to activate it yourself. It's up to you whether you want to do it or not."

The students from the food service class who were gathered around the dining table opened their eyes, as if green light was emitting from them, and said in panic with red faces:

"Yes, yes, yes, Brother Wu, I want it!"

Someone heard the noise of looting and couldn't help but lean over to take a look. When he found that a group of people were nervously fighting for a handful of soybeans, he immediately curled his lips, shook his head and left.

After all the beans were snatched away, each person got one, no more, no less, which is why Bai Wu just released nine beans.

The only difference was the yellow beans in Tan Yiyi's hand. He used a more complicated method to refine them, upgrading them from a Yellow Turban warrior to a Yellow Turban general, and left a rich magic power in them.

As long as you don't run out of mana, you can keep using it.

At this moment, everyone treasured the little yellow beans in their hands and wished they could put them in their crotches and keep them close to their bodies.

"Yeah, those guys are coming to the second cafeteria."

"Haha, I just saw on the Internet that those people from the Galaxy suddenly came back to Xia Country. Now that the people from the Galaxy are gone, let's see what they will say."

At the entrance of the second canteen, Song Renji and his group of Koreans walked in.

"Hey, Koreans, why did your new alien father come to Xia Country? Does he mean he doesn't care about you anymore?"

Someone teased them.

Song Renji and others' faces froze.

This afternoon, those people from the Galaxy suddenly left their country and came to Xia Country. Their country did not issue any announcement, which left them confused.

The news of cooperation to kill the gods was announced just two days ago.

When they saw this information on the Internet, they expected this to happen, but they didn't expect it to come so soon.