Practicing martial arts wasn’t the only path, but it was a commendable one. “You're all bright students with promising futures. I hope you reconsider, though there are limits to what I can say. So, York, I’m counting on you and Draken.”“No problem, Teacher. As the class monitor, it’s my responsibility,” York affirmed.After ending the call, York stood silently in the corridor.Initially, he thought it was a simple task, but Li Bindao's words hinted at a more serious situation. Moreover, he knew that their experiences in the exam couldn't serve as a standard for others.What should he tell his classmates? That they gallivanted, indulged, and returned merrily with their 'lessons learned'? Even if he did, would anyone believe it?“Draken mentioned having a plan…” After a moment of contemplation, York realized Draken wouldn't adhere to conventional methods. It might even backfire.The teacher wanted them to inspire confidence in martial arts among the students. But what if, after the enc
“Wow! Boss, your kung fu is so cool!”Some of the students had already noticed Draken. His white hair was too eye-catching.Apart from his white hair, Draken’s palms were surrounded by flames as he stir-fried in the pot, looking extremely cool.The alluring fragrance gradually rose, attracting a large number of students to watch.“Is this a show or a food stall?”A student asked curiously.Draken smiled and said, "Of course it’s food. Iron Palm Fried Rice, ten yuan a serving.“Iron Palm Fried Rice?”More and more students gathered to watch. The fragrance assailed their noses, but no one paid to buy it.“He’s handsome, but he doesn’t look sanitary. Will he have diarrhea after eating this?”“Yes, yes, how can you directly cook rice with your hands? Why don’t you use a spatula?”“I’ve only heard of iron plate fried rice, but I’ve never heard of iron palm fried rice… Can this be eaten?”The students were skeptical about Draken’s act of using Iron Palm to cook rice.Stir-frying it with his
At that time, it was the second year of high school, and she hadn’t transmigrated yet.“No, my scholarship is in the bursary fund of the Education Department, right?He couldn’t take it out even if he didn’t go to university.”"Then your Iron Palm is...""It's made from rice!" Draken interjected. "I was considering the primary method for training the Iron Palm, which involves grinding iron sand one grain at a time. Similarly, rice is also handled one grain at a time. Despite the laborious process, it yields results. Using iron sand for body strengthening poses risks to Martial Apprentices, necessitating medicinal liquid cultivation. So, why not substitute rice for iron sand? I thought it, tried it, and surprisingly, it worked. Progress may be slower, but it's manageable."Li Bindao was taken aback. This theory was entirely new to him, though it had a certain logic."If I'm not mistaken, your Iron Palm has already reached perfection, correct? Could this be cultivated with rice? Also, h
"Classmate Draken, setting up a stall like this isn't the right move," Li Bindao remarked seriously."I understand that your Iron Palm has reached its peak. The heat is so intense that hygiene isn't even a concern anymore," Li Bindao continued, his tone grave."But these students don't know about this. All they see is you cooking rice with your bare hands, without even using water. What do you think they'll believe? You're cooking rice with your sweaty hands? Think about it, Draken. Even if the fried rice smells delicious, would anyone want to eat it if they think it's unsanitary?"Draken shuddered at the thought. "If I can't eat it, that's just too disgusting!""Exactly!" Li Bindao nodded."That's the issue. The students perceive your fried rice as dirty and unhygienic. You need to prove them wrong. If you handle this well, it could become your signature dish. Others won't be able to replicate it, and your business will thrive."No one else could replicate it. Li Bindao was convinced
This young man seemed to be very happy.“I’m looking forward to what Draken’s classmates will do tomorrow… Wait, Happy?”Li Bindao suddenly froze.He had originally planned to ask Draken and York to come back to school to share their ‘exam experience’ with the students. He had thought that Draken had only set up a stall at the school gate on a whim.But thinking about it carefully, it didn’t necessarily have to be set up at the school gate.He even added spirit herbs and demon beast meat…This was probably what she wanted to express, right?Li Bindao suddenly realized that Draken and York’s experience in the mythical realm might not have much reference value for other students. Draken must have known this, so he chose to explain it in such a way, right?He was neither arrogant nor impatient; he was always innocent and always happy.This young man didn’t seem to have said anything, but he also seemed to have said everything. He turned back to look in the direction of the school gate an
“Little Hu Wang, you have to work hard.”Draken smiled and rubbed the child’s head.”Study hard, practice martial arts hard, and work hard to be a good child that your parents like. Don’t let them worry, and don’t let them down.”Hu Wang seemed to understand, but he nodded vigorously, “Yes! I will work hard and not disappoint my parents!”Under the guidance of the system teacher, Draken’s mentality gradually became more and more pure.He was like a big child who couldn’t grow up.As long as he was happy.Now, this white-haired child was teaching a child how to be a good child.Hu Wang wasn’t a bad kid by nature. Although his temper was a little unpleasant at times, it was because he was still young. Moreover, something had happened to his parents.No one was born knowing. Everyone makes mistakes.Insensible people needed to be taught.Back at the park.Draken didn’t see Liu Jinchun. This auntie seemed to have gotten off work. Another gardener auntie was busy in the park.Draken didn't m
“Meow meow ~(Line up!)”“Meow ~ (Don’t squeeze!)”“Meow meow ~(One by one!)”Rosie waved her little claws and jumped around on the shoulders of the students.Her innate talent had changed to ‘Agility’. Even a Qi Meridian Realm martial artist like Draken felt that Uriel’s movements were unusually graceful. Not to mention these high school students who were only Martial Apprentices.“Ya! Why did this kitten jump onto me?”“You scared me!”“What a cute little kitten.”“And little gloves, this is too cute! My heart is about to melt!”In the afternoon, Draken’s reputation seemed to have spread among the students. Everyone seemed to know that there was a white-haired senior who set up a stall at the school gate. His Iron Palm was superb, and the food he cooked was especially delicious.As soon as the students were dismissed from school, Draken’s stall was surrounded by many students.Uriel and Hu Wang, who had wrapped their paws in plastic wrap, were responsible for maintaining the order of
“Hahahaha!”The long-lost laughter appeared at the entrance of No.l Middle School. The young people laughed wantonly.The loss of the martial exam was heavy and sad, but the living were still alive, and life had to continue.Some of the students teased Uriel on purpose, causing her to complain to Draken angrily.She squatted on Draken’s shoulder and pointed at the students who had just chased after her. She shouted, ”Meow, meow, meow they’re bullying me. They’re so bad!"When the students saw this, they laughed so hard that they fell back and forth."She's too cute. She knows how to complain." "I can't, I can't, this old man's young girl heart!" Draken comforted Uriel cheerfully. A student observed this scene and quickly snapped a photo on his phone.In the photo, customers squatted by the roadside, indulging in the hearty meals of fried rice. The principal and teachers assisted with ingredient management and maintaining order. Meanwhile, a few students playfully interacted with the k