One emperor through the ages?White-haired loli!

"... us?" Ming Chang was taken aback for a moment, and then said first, "Please wait a moment, our teacher—"

"That Teacher Gu? She's already here." The man replied.

His words made the eight students break out in a cold sweat, and even Zhao Zhuyue, who was always carefree, subconsciously looked around and swallowed.

Bai Jun sneered in his heart, and couldn't help admiring his foresight.

"She told you to listen to my arrangement... Anyway, you have to listen to our arrangement anyway. Remember, when you start working, your status is only a worker..."

He looked serious: "You must obey the command in all actions, understand?"

The students quickly responded to the man who seemed to be the foreman, and began to prepare for work in groups.

——The kind that worked hard.

The white-haired girl standing on a high place and watching all this is smiling.

Although there must be few of these boys who sincerely want to assist in disaster relief, it doesn't matter.

As long as they assist without reservation and wholeheartedly, as long as they get good results, it is also a good thing.

And rather than just watching from the sidelines openly, letting them know that they are quietly observing in the dark will undoubtedly greatly stimulate their work efficiency.

"To become a good cultivator, start by moving bricks seriously, little ones."

Ms. Gu straightened the ultra-small helmet on her head, and said majesticly to herself, "Don't let me down."

Chapter 150 Seven - Competing to Move Bricks!

Moving bricks is a purely physical job, which is why it has been used to ridicule people all the year round. Although the current method of ridicule has been replaced by going into the factory to drive screws, it does not prevent the public from still having a deep stereotype of this kind of work.

The reconstruction work cannot be completed by using spells to move bricks and stack them. They, the laymen who have never studied architecture, can only do the work of moving bricks.

——But even the student cultivators who are calmly carrying building materials under the command of the foreman know this, most of them are unhappy.

Therefore, when a group of future social elites wear hard hats and use spells to move bricks on the construction site, it is quite, um... interesting.

Bai Jun calmly moved a large amount of steel bars aside, and glanced at Zhao Zhuyue who was moving bricks not far away.

The latter also quickly noticed his sight, grinned, raised his arms to suspend more bricks in the air, and stacked the flying bricks together with a wave of his hand.

Bai Jun remained silent, but the speed of moving the steel bars was also increased, and the heavy building materials were neatly piled into a standard triangular pile.

But because they knew that Gu Wulian was watching from the side, they couldn't just fight so hard, but there was a sigh of relief in their hearts, which was superimposed with the irritability of moving bricks.

Compared with the two of them, Ming Chang and Fifth Yunzhao were slightly better. Although the two of them had some complaints about moving bricks, they didn't pay too much attention to it. They regarded this event as a trick Law practice class.

"According to the lesson taught by Teacher Nursing last week, if the Yuan Ling is spread..."

The girl silently sensed the operation and consumption of the Yuan Ling, and followed the steps meticulously. The Fifth Yunzhao, who was not far from her, was also calm and stable, and did not move building materials too efficiently.

Compared with Bai Jun and Zhao Zhuyue, although their moving speed was lower, every time they moved, all the building materials were as secure as if they were glued together.

And the rest of the assigned groups were also doing their work seriously, but compared to those four, their efficiency was a little lower.

"... How are you guys so fast?"

The foreman looked at the batches of rapidly consumed materials with a little surprise: "It's much faster than the few last time."

"Which ones were there last time?" Bai Jun transported the building materials to a high place, and still had the energy to focus on two things. "Before we came, were there any cultivators in charge here?"

"Students like you." The foreman saw that he was quite relaxed, so he said a few more words, "They seem to be practicing, but those boys are arrogant, so we begged them to help Same."

That's how it turned out, although it's rare for a person like the foreman to have no respect for the cultivators, but in this way, his attitude of wanting to stand up at the beginning is understandable.

Bai Jun nodded thoughtfully.

But this sudden change of personnel... The academy should have fully exchanged opinions with the construction party, so there won't be any—

"I said that they are all contributing to Junmi's reconstruction. There are still people who can replace our assistance activities. It turns out that Junmi's overlord high school came forward."

Suddenly there was a somewhat grudge-like sound at the entrance of the construction site.

Ms. Gu, who was sitting on the edge of a high building with her calves dangling, raised her eyebrows and her eyes fell.

She saw a middle-aged teacher striding into the construction site with four students. The foreman was not at the door, and the ordinary workers outside did not dare to stop the repairer.

"Hey, you!" The foreman saw them coming in so ostentatiously, and immediately yelled, "Irrelevant personnel are not allowed to enter! Get out!"

The leading middle-aged teacher's expression remained unchanged: "We are also a team of cultivators who are here to assist in the reconstruction, why don't we let in?"

The students of Daxia College turned their suspicious eyes to these few people, completely unaware that there was such a thing.

"If you don't believe me, call your boss and ask yourself."

Naturally, the foreman didn't believe in evil, and quickly took out his mobile phone to make a call, but he was stunned by the answer he got after a short while, and then hung up the call with a complicated expression.

"Let them fight on both sides, and the efficiency will still be high at that time, Lao Ding, you just watch the command."

command?Refers to your *head!Both sides are young master cultivators who have never experienced hardships. What if there is an accident in the event of a fierce rivalry?Are you responsible or am I responsible?

This is a rebuilding project, not a fighting field for these cultivators!

The foreman was so angry that his chest was swollen, and his whole body seemed to explode, but he couldn't refute the above meaning, let alone stop the cultivator from doing something. He could only take a deep breath, and said with a cold face: "That's all Put on your hard hat first."

"Still wearing it?" someone in the team led by the middle-aged man shouted, "I told you that we'll be fine even if a steel bar does fall down, why don't you wear it—"

Before he finished speaking, the middle-aged man slapped him on the head: "If you tell you to wear it, you can wear it! Stop talking nonsense!"

So 2 minutes later, the men who came in aggressively just now also had yellow hard hats on their heads.

Since the work at this stage is considered complete, the Daxia students can rest for a while, so they have time to confront this group of people.

"Where's your leading teacher?" The middle-aged man looked around, "Or is it that your Daxia College has already believed that you can let students use Yuanling freely without the teacher's supervision? Or is it on such an occasion?"

"I think."

A clear and pleasant voice sounded over the construction site: "In this case, it is the etiquette to declare yourself first."

The middle-aged man who led the team shuddered, not to mention where the voice came from... He didn't realize that there was another cultivator hiding here!

"Jiuhua Yuanling University of Science and Technology, Min Chuanshan, professor of the Department of General Magic, and the next four are students I lead."

While Min Chuanshan answered loudly, he tried to find out the leading teacher of Daxia Academy who was hiding here, but no matter how many tricks he tried, that person seemed to be one with the heaven and the earth, and he couldn't get a glimpse of it at all.

"Don't look for it. Since you are here to assist in the reconstruction, don't do meaningless things."

Gu Wulian bent one leg, rested his chin on one hand and said, "Follow the foreman's orders, we are not interested in arguing with you."

"Oh? It's a bit too bandit for you to steal our job and say something so high-sounding, this teacher."

"...to rob?" Gu Wulian said in a low voice, "Mr. Ding, please tell me, did we 'rob' their assistance activities and ruin their good intentions?"

Foreman Ding took a look at Professor Min from Jiuhua Yuanling University of Science and Technology: "No, after Daxia came to contact us, the higher-ups agreed, because I have reported that the students on your side do not obey orders and do not cooperate. For work, for the sake of safety and efficiency, it is better to change a group of people."

"Bullshit!"

"Why don't we cooperate with the work!" Someone immediately shouted from their side, "Even wearing a hard hat and not cooperating with the work?"

"There is something wrong with your attitude." Foreman Ding said with a straight face, "There is no intention to seriously assist in the reconstruction."

"It's just moving a brick, but can it rise to such a serious level? Did we not move well?"

A student stood up: "You just want to say that we are too arrogant, but has the arrogance affected our work? Are we deliberately sabotaging your reconstruction or holding you back? We don't need money to help you do things. Not only do you disrespect us, but you think there is something wrong with us? Did you make a mistake!"

His series of interrogations made Foreman Ding's face turn red and black. The man with a rough, sallow face full of wind, sand and dust was not overwhelmed by the questioning, but instead angrily said: "No one here begged you to come here! It's yourselves. I want to come here, and the work I’m doing is not a job with technical content. It’s just as good as finding ordinary people to move it, it’s just a matter of speed! You clearly think that coming here to work is condescending? If you think so, then it’s good , isn’t it just what you want to prevent you young masters from working?”

The person who spoke just said: "Then tell me whether we have helped you, whether we have been lazy, and whether we have helped you with all our heart!"

The foremen on the construction site are not short-tempered, otherwise they would not be able to hold back a group of strong workers. Foreman Ding was about to burst his blood pressure due to his magical operation, and now he might run away on the spot at any time.

What made him resentful was that these cultivators had clearly done good deeds, helped a lot, and greatly improved the efficiency of the reconstruction, but they were so arrogant, as if they had done something very important .

Under the sun, the collapsed building exposed thick steel bones and gray white stone flesh. The construction workers repaired its broken body with hammers and steel nails, and they themselves were sweating under the direct sunlight.

Calculated according to the season, this time point should actually be about to enter autumn, but the climate in Junmi City has always been cold and hot, so the high-hanging sun still grinds people, and the dark skin of the workers has a rough texture of wind and sand, but they just Silently waving the tool, with seemingly calm movements and smooth efficiency, he re-established his residence on this land and restored order in the shortest time.

Foreman Ding couldn't figure it out, this group of cultivators were amazing, but how could they think that without them, the reconstruction work would not be able to go on?

Even though they were talking too much, they would indeed carry out the reconstruction work seriously, but Foreman Ding just couldn't swallow this breath.

It's as if they are attached to the cultivators. Could it be that they can't live without the cultivators?

Isn't it just moving a brick, what can I do!

Min Chuanshan signaled his students to stop talking, and after a moment of silence, he said: "Since this foreman has a deep prejudice against us, why not just bury your head in your work and don't talk about anything. You didn't refute what my student said just now. Proves that they really are serious about their work, doesn't it?"

Foreman Ding was silent for a while, and then said in a muffled voice, "I'll arrange work for you later."

He didn't seem very happy, but he still accepted the cultivators from Jiuhua Yuanling University of Science and Technology.

However, the distribution of work is undoubtedly another headache. Give less. Although they are willing to help, the young people with upturned nostrils must feel that they are still looking down on them. Maybe they will start a fight with another group; give too much Well... Obviously, the current batch of students are more efficient, so why assign more tasks to them?

Foreman Ding couldn't help becoming irritable. Originally, the great earthquake had changed his view of the cultivator group a lot, but now that this happened, he was brought back from idealism to reality.

No matter how special the group of cultivators is, there will always be a group of good people who sincerely contribute to ordinary people and society; on the other hand, apart from this group of good people, the rest of the cultivators are more or less flawed.

Young people who haven't entered the society and don't know the heights of the sky and the earth are already very annoying, and adding the identity of a cultivator, it is simply more disgusting.

But no matter how much you dislike it, it will really work after all, so Foreman Ding can only suppress his dissatisfaction and start arranging work for the people at Jiuhua Yuanling Technology.

After a while, the rest time of Daxia students also ended.

The large amount of time they save in moving building materials allows the workers to rebuild and repair almost seamlessly, but it also makes the workers more tired, so they can rest until the workers rest. From this point of view, Foreman Ding’s idea It’s not unreasonable—these cultivators can move things casually, and the rest time after moving can be added to the rest time of the workers. It’s so easy and endless. It’s like coming here for an outing. .

But, of course, that can only be an outsider's idea.

Fifth Yunzhao clenched his fists and said in a low voice, "There are still about [-]% of Yuan Ling left, so we have to breathe out for a while."

It seems that they move the building materials with ease, but in fact, the Yuan Ling consumed is not ordinary, even the carefully planned Fifth Yunzhao feels that the Yuan Ling is a bit tight, let alone the others who are slightly His tired expression and complexion changed. It is of course impossible for the most outstanding students and practitioners to participate in activities as simple as picking up two rubbish and throwing them into the trash can.

"The last batch." Foreman Ding said loudly, "After finishing these, your work for today is over!"

Hearing this, Gu Wulian, who was silently observing the development of the situation, was also shocked. She didn't expect the efficiency to be so high. If there is a practitioner who knows something about architecture, any construction work must be simple for such a person. Incomparable.

Gu Wulian pondered for a moment, then gently raised her hand to cool down the workers who were working.

The cold air blowing over their bodies did not lower the temperature instantly, but slowly lowered the temperature, making the workers' body temperature feel more and more comfortable bit by bit, and the coolness was just right.

The students had already started work, and compared to the already declining Daxia students, the students of Jiuhua Yuanling University of Science and Technology were completely at ease, talking and laughing, almost exactly matching the description of Foreman Ding.

Jiuhua Yuanling University of Science and Technology, as a top-ranked school with Daxia College, Jingnan University, and Jiuhua University of Literature and History, is naturally not bad. There is no need to be black, and if you are familiar with the road, if you take this work a little seriously, your efficiency will increase by [-] to [-]%.

"Big Xia's... it's not very good."

A young man saw Bai Jun slowly lift up and move the four steel bars from a long distance. During this period, the steel bars trembled slightly and were not very stable.

"Don't say that I bully your Yuanling and consume too much physical strength." He raised his hand and directly moved a large stack of steel bars to the designated place, "I am a self-proclaimed half Yuanling now, can you Put some pressure on me?"

Foreman Ding secretly said that something was wrong. The last thing he wanted to see was that the site of the reconstruction activity would become a place where these cultivators fought. Just as he was about to speak out to prevent the conflict from intensifying further, he heard——

"This is not a place for you to fight. If you want to compare your cultivation, find a decent place to make an appointment."

That cold and pleasant voice floated from above, with a little dissatisfaction: "Priority, and find out what you are here for."

Although I don't care about my deeds, I had a slightly positive idea before, but now it's purely for competition, so that's not right.

Bai Jun, whose eyes were full of displeasure and was about to reply, felt depressed when he heard Gu Wulian's words. He was so aggrieved, and the students of Jiuhua Technology did not expect that the teacher leading the team of Daxia would enter the arena directly. To speak so bluntly...

Gu Wulian flicked her fingers, and the hard hat of the provocative student just now made a muffled sound.

The muffled sound like knocking watermelons echoed on the construction site. The student who was bounced back two steps didn't look very good, while Bai Jun smiled crookedly. Although he often borrows the family aura when doing things, It's the first time to be covered by someone so straightforwardly, this feeling... really cool!

"No more next time, otherwise, I can only ask you out."

The girl's voice was indifferent: "Do you remember?"

"This teacher." Min Chuanshan, who led the team, was naturally dissatisfied. After all, they were the students I led. If you please go out, please go out. Then why am I here?

"Even if my student really has a problem, it should be handled by me."

His voice was somewhat displeased: "Did you stretch your hands too long in this way?"

"...That's right, you're still here."

Gu Wulian, who was blown by the warm wind, raised her hand and pointed her green index finger at Min Chuanshan. After two seconds, she said with satisfaction, "Okay, that's all right."

"..."

Min Chuanshan stood there dumbfounded, looking stupid.

It's not so much being stupid as having no idea what's going on, what to do, what to do.

——Because his body is fixed there now, motionless.

"Professor." Gu Wulian said, "You actually didn't deal with what the students said, that's why they are so self-confident in a certain way, and it also proves that your thinking is similar to that of your students .”