Volume 1: The Bridge Man Chapter 41: Shadow Corps? Housekeeping Corps!
"I feel like Dr. Li is very perceptive," Qiao Ji commented.
He actually did this after seeing Qiao Ji's test results.
Lin Xingying explained: "Because malicious incidents related to superpowers are not uncommon, it happened once in our school that year, it is normal for him to have a certain degree of vigilance. You should also remember in the future, don't tell others about your situation casually."
It seems that there are also many dirty things in this world.
It seems that some people cannot avoid this.
"What about the information that the school will need to fill out in the future?"
"I will examine you tomorrow and issue you a supernatural power test report in the name of the institute. From now on, when you talk to outsiders , you just need to follow the contents of the test report."
Qiao Yao did not hesitate to use the back door. Since it was his son, other rules were put aside.
Qiao Ji gave him a thumbs up, which made the problem easier. The next issue was Yujing United University.
"But I told Yujing Union University that my spiritual light value broke the record, but I didn't tell them the specific value."
Qiao Ji added that they should try their best to ensure that their own buttocks are not exposed.
"I understand. I'll talk to them later. You should go back and have some rest first. You must be tired after a whole day. I won't go back tonight." Qiao Yao began to think , probably making plans in his mind.
Qiao Yao stood up, took out his wallet, and said to Lin Xingying, "Let's go back to the hospital and ask your junior brother first, and then we'll go find the people from Yulian University. After finishing things here, I'll go to the research institute again. The Blood-robed Priest has come into contact with the Jealous Stone, and his body must have been transformed by the stone. It's related to I must go and take a look."
He planned the itinerary and then said to Qiao Ji:
"Go back by yourself, get some rest early, and don't stay up late. Remember to ask for leave from your teacher, and come to the institute tomorrow when I call you."
"Got it. I'll be leaving first then."
Lin Xingying wanted to suggest that she drive Qiao Ji back first, but Qiao Ji put his hands in his pockets and walked away by himself, very straightforwardly.
He would not be polite to Qiao Yao. Qiao Yao should just be busy. It was not like he couldn't find the way. Besides, it was just getting dark and the subway was still in operation.
Taking the subway is cheaper than driving, saving time and gas, and it doesn’t take the same route.
It’s a good thing that Qiao Yao doesn’t plan to go home today, because Qiao Ji plans to go back to teach his Black Shadow Corps how to shoot.
Subway home.
For some reason, when Qiao Ji got home and saw the sofa, he jumped directly onto it.
I fainted in the morning and went to the hospital for a check-up at noon. I met the chief priest of the Ancient Appraisal Association. In the afternoon, people from Yujing Union University came to recruit students and released sugar-coated bullets.
I was just a sixteen-year-old kid, and I experienced so much in one day.
This day is really long.
He stretched his muscles and lay down in a comfortable position.
"We'll also have a sofa at the training ground in the future."
How comfortable it is to lie down.
He lifted his left foot and looked at the ghost face tattoo on his foot. With a thought, black shadows flew out from his shadow and lined up in the living room.
The black shadows rose from the ground, and then transformed into half-kneeling ninjas, appearing neatly in the living room, making it almost impossible to fit them all in.
Looking at these soldiers belonging to him, Qiao Ji was thinking in his mind whether he should change their clothes. This ninja uniform was not very good-looking.
It is also very convenient to make clothes in the training ground, you just need to pick a good style.
Hmm... maybe I could choose the uniforms of the military and police units in this world and imitate them myself. If I ever encounter bad guys, I could release them. That should have some deterrent effect.
"I'm going to take a break now. I'll teach you how to use guns later. Hey, please help me peel an apple."
A ninja soldier immediately stood up, found the apple, and took out a short knife from his arms.
bass
The knife was unsheathed, shining coldly, and then he began to peel the apple.
"Hmm... there seems to be a bad smell in the trash can. Maybe the banana peel from yesterday was not thrown away."
He seemed to have eaten a banana in the living room yesterday, and forgot to take out the trash when he went out in the morning.
Looking at his twelve ninja soldiers, only one was working, the others were idle.
How can this be possible?
"Everyone else, clean up the house."
If you have free labor, you might as well use it.
What if Aunt Lin comes tomorrow? The house can’t be as messy as a doghouse, right?
The remaining eleven ninja soldiers nodded in unison, then began to look for brooms, mops and rags and started cleaning in silence.
“Pack up the garbage and leave it at the door for now.”
"The garbage bag is in the drawer under the TV. Yes, pull it along the dotted line, rub it and shake it open, and you can use it."
"Be gentle and don't disturb the people downstairs."
"Make sure to clean it up."
They are silent, but skilled.
While eating an apple, Qiao Ji watched them clean and felt a sense of skilled beauty.
Aren't you ninjas?
Why are you so skilled at housework?
I feel like he did better than me. Could it be that he has practiced this specially?
As he was watching, he yawned and in the blink of an eye he fell asleep on the sofa.
Today was indeed a rich experience for him, especially the several mental attacks he had experienced today. He had only managed to survive until now by keeping a tight rein.
Now, the string is loose.
He fell into a deep sleep and didn't even notice being carried back to the room by his own shadow soldier.
The shadow soldiers carefully adjusted the air conditioner to 24 degrees, covered Qiao Ji with a thin blanket, and then one of the shadow soldiers sat on the floor beside the bed holding a knife, ready to take orders.
Outside a high-rise building late at night.
Several dark shadows were clinging to the wall in difficult postures, like Spider-Man. They were actually wiping the windows and the air-conditioner outdoor unit.
The interior of the house was already spotless. The dust under the sofa, which was rarely moved, and above the refrigerator had disappeared without a trace. Even the range hood, which Qiao Ji was most reluctant to clean, was now extremely clean.
The stainless steel sink became shiny and bright, the messy bookshelves became tidy, and the clothes in the closet were taken out and refolded.
Even Qiao Yao's leather shoes in the shoe cabinet at the door were wiped clean.
By the window, Qiao Ji's sneakers, which had just been washed, were placed in a row, as if welcoming the morning sun. On top of them were a few pieces of clothes, which had also been washed by them.
They were silent, and displayed the dexterity of a ninja's stealth and assassination in doing housework. Everything was done in silence. The sofa was easy for them to lift. They didn't even use a washing machine to wash clothes, but washed them all by hand.
They were efficient, and used the fighting qualities of ninjas to work together to deal with the dirt in the house, leaving no corner untouched.
Now , even every leaf of the potted plants in the house has been wiped clean, and the green leaves have a waxy luster.
At the door, garbage bags were wrapped tightly like body bags and neatly stacked.
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