Chapter 124

So many things happened during the day. There was a paste in Yang Fan's mind. He thought he would lose sleep at night, but he didn't expect that as soon as he withdrew from the class chat group, there was a sense of sleepiness attacking his head and went to sleep.

He slept for eight hours and got up at seven o'clock in the morning.

Push open the door of the bedroom and see the breakfast on the table outside, a piece of Golden Chicken Steak and a glass of water. There is nothing else after that.

Yang Fan was not surprised. He picked up his water cup and drank FAW. Then he grabbed the chicken chops with his hands and swallowed them in three or two bites.

In this era, pasta and vegetables are much more precious than ordinary meat. Rao's Yang family, a middle-class family with houses and shops in the city, can't open their stomach to eat noodles every day like yesterday noon.

Nearly 90% of the wilderness outside the city is occupied by monsters, and there is very little available cultivated land that human beings can reclaim and preserve.

Take Xichu city for example. There are almost 1.3 million permanent residents, but the arable land inside and outside the city that can be used to grow food and vegetables is less than 1000 mu.

What kind of concept is this?

Even if the seeds of the plants today are so strong that they can absorb spiritual power independently and grow rapidly, and the output is much higher than that in peacetime before the disaster, the output of 3000 kilograms a year per mu is far from enough to supply the daily consumption of 1.3 million residents in the whole western Chu City.

Therefore, hunting demons out of the city, or working as a laborer and receiving relief and nutritional meals issued by the federal government every day, has become the only food source for many ordinary residents to live in the city.

Yang Fan's family has little surplus money. Naturally, they won't get so miserable, but it's also an extravagant hope to eat green vegetables, bread, noodles and steamed bread every day.

The chicken chops fried by the first-class monster are not only delicious and nutritious, but also full of spiritual power. Yang Fan, a second-class high school student with talent and martial arts, won't feel hungry all morning.

After changing his clothes, he went downstairs and shouted to his busy parents in the store. Yang Fan went out quickly.

Two hundred meters west of their Yangjia restaurant, there is a bus stop. It only takes two federal dollars to take Yang Fan to South China military school.

The bus is a maglev ground bus, and the power source is also the internal power destruction. However, due to the role of Maglev air, it reduces the friction with the ground. Such a bus saves more energy, and if it really wants to soar, it will not be slower than Yang Ma's small sports car at all.

Unfortunately, the bus is destined not to drift as freely as a private car. There is not even a driver in the car. Everything is driven automatically by an intelligent light brain.

The invariable route, fixed and strict operation and stop time make the public transportation of the whole city go on in an orderly way.

Yang Fan sat in a seat by the window and kept looking out. All this in the city was familiar and strange to him.

He is familiar because he is a native here and is no stranger to all nature in the West Chu city.

Strange because of another memory in his mind, a memory from Yangfan in Chengdu, he felt very fresh about everything in this era.

Flying off the ground and driverless buses, huge airships whistling overhead from time to time, and traffic police who are stuck in mid air or taxiing on a taxiing pedal

Yang Fan looked at everything in the city curiously, which was very different from the end of the world he thought.

The level of science and technology here seems to be much more advanced than before the end of the world.

Isn't mankind struggling to survive in the end of the world and flustered all day? How can we be in the mood to do these fancy things?

Moreover, in this city, high-rise buildings stand nearby, traffic is busy, office workers are going to work, and the student party is going to school. The bustling scene rises one after another. What seems to be the end of the world?

Yang fan used to be an ordinary high school student. His main task every day is to learn and practice martial arts and strive for an early breakthrough. He doesn't have so much leisure to pay attention to everything around him. He is used to all phenomena in the city and turns a blind eye to them.

But now, since he has fully integrated with the memory of Yang Fan in Chengdu in his mind, his thought has been fully mature, and his eyes on problems are naturally different from before.

"Behind the prosperous economy of any country or nation, there must be a strong army that can frighten any hostile forces who covet it."

This principle also applies to the current western Chu City and the federal government.

In the last world surrounded by monsters, the West Chu city can still have such a stable and detailed prosperity. It must be that it has strong power in its hands to make the surrounding monsters afraid to give way.

Yang Fan first thought of Zhu Huanan, the first master of Western Chu City and the founder of South China martial arts school.

Since the war of destroying the city of Western Chu did not happen, the master of South China must still be alive.

"But what's the matter with the memory fragments in my mind? Are the memories of master Hua Nan real?"

"Zhu Zhengqi, Zhu Huawu, Zhu Caiwei and Zhu Jiacheng are really relatives of masters in South China. Have they all really existed before?"

Yang Fan's mind began to become a little confused again. If he hadn't been qualified to meet the master of South China now, he really wanted to face Zhu South China.

"Ding! South China martial arts school is here! Please take your belongings with you and get ready to get off!"

When the bus stopped, Yang Fan got off, took a deep breath and walked towards the school gate.

Along the way, many people pointed at him. Yang Fan has long been used to it. As a traffic star of South China martial arts school, he has always been very popular. Where he has passed, his return rate is even higher than that of school beauty.

After all, the 18-year-old secondary martial arts apprentice is absolutely a rare existence in the South China martial arts school, a well-known high school that is little famous in the whole Federation.

It's not that 18-year-old level-2 martial arts disciples are so rare. If you really want to investigate, not to mention the whole Federation, even in this small Western Chu, not to mention 18-year-old level-2 martial arts disciples, even level-2 martial arts disciples of 38, 48 or even 78 and 98 are all like Yang Fan.

However, Yang Fan was able to attract people's attention and stand out from the crowd. In a place where talented martial artists such as South China martial arts school gather, the dead pig did not fear boiling water for three years without flinching.

The bandit number of "the shame of South China" is even more famous in all directions. Even several brother schools at the same level as South China martial arts school in Linshi have heard of it.

"The shame of South China, bah!"

"How can such rubbish stay in our school? I'm a junior in senior high school. I'm still a martial apprentice. Don't you feel ashamed?"

"Don't say that. Although people's martial arts talent is extremely poor, they have good grades in liberal arts. All six subjects have full marks. Even the headmaster has no reason to drive him away."

"Liberal arts? Cut, there's a hairy use. We're a martial arts school here. Why don't we go to Xichu high school next door and have to stay here to make a fool of ourselves?"

"It's because he wants to stay in South China, which makes it difficult for me to go out now. I mean to say that I'm a student of South China martial arts school."

"Yes, yes, many old students from other schools almost ask when they meet. I heard that there is a second-class martial artist named Yang Fan in your school. Is it true? What a shame!"

“……”

Yang Fan's pace is firm and he doesn't care about the advice of these primary school brothers and sisters around him. He stays in South China martial arts school with his ability. Why should he be embarrassed?

If he had been in the past, he might still have some low self-esteem and discomfort. He is very likely to walk to class 29 with his tail between his legs, and then become an ostrich. Except when necessary, he doesn't go out much all day.

But now, Yang Fan's mentality has completely changed. He holds his head high and strides past the children who are unkind to him. At the same time, he doesn't forget to throw them a big smiling face.

I can't kill you!

He likes to see the expression of these people who are unhappy with him but have nothing to do with him.

If these people are unhappy, they will feel very comfortable, happy and refreshed.

Obviously, the cautious attribute of Yang Fan in Chengdu has been completely online.

"This guy laughs so cheap that he can't help beating him!"

"Feel the same way!"

"He seems to be laughing at us. I'm a martial arts disciple of level 5. Why should he? No, I'll beat him up and tell him the attitude he should have towards a strong man!"

"Calm down, calm down! There are many people in the school who want to beat him. If you can beat him, you can't talk about you!"

"Don't forget the school rules of South China martial arts school. The strong bully the weak and bully the students whose accomplishments are lower than their own, but they will be expelled! It's not worth it for such a shameless waste!"

“……”

The journey was unimpeded, and no one dared to jump out and find him trouble.

At this moment, Yang Fan suddenly found that this was actually good. At least he was in a good mood and had a good idea. As for what others would think of him, is it really so important?

In the past three years, no, in the past ten years, he has been living under the guidance of others. He has low self-esteem and silence. He doesn't dare to communicate with other students. Whether in school or in class, he is a negative model and an existence that is often excluded by his classmates.

If he had not had a warm and loving family, a parent who understood him, and a sister who often quarreled with him, Yang Fan's mental state would have been a disaster of depression.

Before Yang Fan's consciousness in Chengdu was awakened, Yang Fan never thought that he could have another way to live.

He can also walk around the campus with his head held high. He can also ignore the contempt, disdain, disgust and even disregard of others, and live his due posture openly.

People live a lifetime, should move forward so wantonly, do not care about other people's words and eyes!