Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Chapter 92: Letters Out of the Boiler Room

Li Yao is indeed repairing the boiler.

He was one of the first candidates to hand in the entire Starlight Federation, and after just over three hours of college entrance exams, he completed all the questions and left the classroom with a spanking.

Two hours before the end of the college entrance exam, Li Yao was all right. He simply carried his hands behind his back. Yu Yao roamed the campus and walked unknowingly to the abandoned bathhouse behind the school.

At the busiest time in the grey rock area, the miners' son and son secondary school used to have more than 10,000 students. In the living area behind the school, a massive bathhouse was built to facilitate students on a daily basis, and rest days were also open to society.

However, with the depletion of the mineral veins and the gradual decline of the gray rock area, the number of students in the secondary school of the miners' sons and brothers is fewer and fewer people come to bathe. For these three or two kittens to put a large pool of hot water is too inexpensive. Since when, the bathhouse has been closed.

After decades of waste, the boiler room, which is responsible for providing heat to the bathroom, is also stained with rust, covered with web and dust.

Li Yao glanced at the boiler room through the broken glass window and suddenly his eyes lit up, his gaze solidified on the blackened boiler.

He found a “Fire Bear” boiler in the boiler room, refined more than ninety years ago. This type of boiler was one of the first civilian treasures to adopt a three-dimensional symbol architecture. At the core of the boiler, two layers of flame symbol arrays are erected, which can continuously output thermal energy, the temperature is very stable and its structure is classic.

Li Yao had only seen this type of boiler anatomy in his book before and had never seen the actual object.

Naturally, as a Fab fan, you won't let go of a great opportunity.

The door of the boiler room was not locked at all, but the shaft of the door was rusted, Li Yao pushed hard, the door “squeaked" opened, the dust in the boiler room flew away, and “shouted" several bats and birds flew out.

A little bird also pooped on Li Yiu's head.

Li Yao couldn't care less, his eyes flashed and glowed. It was like finding a mouse in a rice cylinder, throwing everything over the past, hugging the "Fire Bear” boiler, and focusing on research.

For more than three hours, he was immersed in the wonderful world of Pharaoh.

Although the fire bear boiler is a civil treasure nearly a hundred years ago, the double-layer symbol array structure is incredibly subtle. A total of 36 flame symbol arrays are connected by more than a hundred very thin crystal lines. It can be called pulling all over the body. Each design makes Li Yao taste infinite and exasperate.

Unconsciously, Li Yao tucked his ass and the whole person crawled into the boiler. His face, hands and body were full of oil stains. He made a mess with a gray-headed dirt face. Only two rows of neat teeth remained white. He looked as dirty as he wanted.

But his eyes grew brighter and brighter, and his fingers were soft as goose fur, and he brushed over the crystalline lines, like the most brilliant player ever to stroke the strings and make wonderful music.

In vagueness, he seemed to grasp the essence of the three-dimensional array structure, and the large boiler turned into a translucent part, which continuously broke down deep into his brain, scattered, reassembled, and ran.

“It turns out that this structure is so ingenious that it can reclaim the escaped fire spirits and maximize the prevention of spiritual energy wastage. What a magical design!” Li Yaozhu was amazed.

“Mr. Li Yao? Mr. Li Yao?” Li Yao!

Principal Mao ran red-hearted, panting, holding his knee at the door of the boiler room for a while, told him that he had not responded to a few shouts. There was really no way to do this. A dozen measures left and right, he picked up a burning stick and gently poked it on Li Yao's ass.

“Mr. Li Yao! ”

“Wait, Principal Mao, wait for everything, I almost figured it out, so it turns out... so amazing! Why didn't I think these three lines were working? ”

Once Li Yao patted his thigh and never returned, he was very excited to say, "Principal Mao, please wait, I am absolutely sure that I will fix this boiler and make sure it looks exactly like the new one! ”

Principal Mao couldn't help but laugh and shout: “Li Yao! Since when do you fix boilers? Come out and get an interview. You're going to be a pungo city college entrance exam! ”

“Don't yell, there's echoes in the boiler, it shocks my head, and the big thing is waiting for me to fix the boiler. Isn't that a college entrance exam... what? I'm a college entrance exam! ”

Li Yao shouted a wolf howl in the boiler and got excited.

The whole boiler room shook up and the dust fell on the beam.

Yet Li Yao forgot that he was still in the boiler, his head hit the steel plate hard, hit the boiler out of a raised, and the top of his head also raised a big bag.

Li Yao ignored the pain, climbed out of the boiler with his head, took a deep breath, set his mind and grabbed Principal Mao's shoulder to shake vigorously: “Principal, am I really a Fungo City college entrance exam? ”

“Hey, hey, are you going to tear my old bone apart? Why don't you go online and see for yourself?” Principal Mao's tears are coming down.

Li Yao hurriedly let go, some shyly scratched his hair, a piece of dust rose in his messy hair, he opened his crystal brain, entered his college entrance exam page, entered his student number, click to confirm, quickly jumped out of grades and rankings.

“Li Yao, son of a miner in Fungo City, has a total of 781 college entrance exams, 92% Lingen development, and a final score of 718.52, the first in the city! ”

“Awesome!”

Li Yao was excited to the extreme, his legs stretched, he made three rear flips, then bounced three feet high, and waved his fist in the middle of the air.

It's like a gorilla who's been killed and finally climbed the throne!

“I did it! ”

“Within a month, I became a practicing genius with 92% of Lingen Development from 7% of Lingen Development, and earned the title of Fungo City College Examination Yuan! ”

“I have not failed the trust of Sun Biao, Penghai, Ding Bell, Grandpa Wang and Principal Mao! ”

“Most importantly, I'm one step closer to dreaming, and I can pick all the top nine majors for this achievement! ”

“Li Yao, calm down, there are hundreds of reporters waiting to interview you. Take it easy, calm down, calm down!” Principal Mao said shakingly.

He calmed Li Yao down, but he also looked like he had just been given a large dose of stimulant. His face was red and his neck was rough, his hands trembled and his feet trembled and he was excited to the point.

College entrance exam Yuan, Fungo City Mining Son and Son High School has been built for more than 100 years, don't say college entrance exam Yuan, not even a thousand people have come out before the college entrance exam, how can you calm down, how can you calm down?

Otherwise, he can't help but flip a few backwards like Li Yao!

After listening to Principal Mao, Li Yao took a deep breath and rubbed his cheek hard, muttering to himself: “Calm down, calm down, isn't this just a little pungo city college entrance exam? I'm going to be a refiner master, famous federation, shock the whole celestial realm, this little scene is so exciting to not know the North and the South, so embarrassing..."

In other words, Li Yao's face still had a beautiful smile on it. The black painted face was accompanied by bright white teeth, and he got rid of a two-fool.

Seeing him was a little floating, Principal Mao warned: “Mr. Li Yao, I just listened to the reporters, they seem to be interested in your relationship with Qingxiao Er. When you speak later, try not to offend people, after all, it's not good to tear your face apart without deep hatred, you know? ”

“Oh?”

Listening to the words "Qingxiao Erzhong”, Li Yao stunned and smiled, revealing two strange lights at the bottom of his eyes, walking out of the boiler room.

A large group of reporters, like wild dogs, rushed towards the boiler room in fear.

“Mr. Li Yao! Mr. Li Yao! Please take our interview! ”

Li Yaoxin thought electrically, flying fast on the abdominal draft, a moment later, his head raised up against his chest.

Dry coughing and wanting to speak, a large group of journalists turned a blind eye to him, as if the river had encountered a reef, automatically separating it and bypassing it from his side.

“Mr. Li Yao, where are you? Please come out for my interview! ”

Li Yao raised his right hand somewhat embarrassingly: "I'm here! ”

“Where? We didn't see anyone, Mr. Li Yao! ”

A large group of reporters surrounded Li Yao regiment. Dozens of questionable eyes swept from Li Yao's side, but none of them focused on him.

Nor can you blame the reporters for having no eyeballs. It's really Li Yao's style at this moment and the “college entrance exam" that is so far apart.

He was dark and seemed to have just dug three days and three nights of coal, his hair fluttered, his head was pouring a big bag, and there was a bird shit on his shoulder. Even his clothes had been ripped open by rusty parts in the boiler at some point, making him look as cold and sour as he could get.

The reporters looked at each other and searched for more than half an hour before their gaze gradually gathered onto Li Yao. A female reporter took a wet towel out of her bag with some hesitation and handed it over: “Are you... Mr. Li Yao? ”

Li Yao said thank you. After taking the wet towel and wiping it hard for more than a dozen seconds, he finally wiped the black painted face into a flower face cat, which can identify the five officials.

Li Yao is a celebrity in Fungo City, and many reporters visited him at the hospital during his coma. The "Flashing Demon Star” came from the hands of one of the reporters.

Immediately someone shouted:

“That's right, it's Li Yao! ”

Now all the reporters glanced at each other, and then came around in fear. An amplifier stick stabbed Li Yao like an eight snake spear. The female reporter who handed him a wet wipe was closer to the water floor. He hugged Li Yao's shoulder and placed an amplifier stick between them.

“Mr. Li Yao, your performance in this year's college entrance exam is called the Enchantress of God. It's an absolute super big reversal, making everyone completely insane! Everyone's curious about everything about you, but what we care about most —— why did you drop out of Akatsuji and come to this unidentified school? You know, Qixiu Erzhong is a famous school in Fungo City. Its combined strength ranks among the top 3 A's all year long, and the miners' son secondary school has been the bottom of the city for more than 10 consecutive years. Is there anything hidden about it? ”