Most of these fruits were apples, pears, oranges, and so on. They were common before the doomsday. Needless to say, they were rare after the doomsday.
From time to time, the sound of people swallowing their saliva could be heard from the crowd.
The martial arts school had said that after the opening ceremony, everyone could come up to receive two fruits.
It didn't seem like much, but the survivors were already ecstatic.
They were reluctant to keep the fruits for themselves. If they sold them to wealthy people, the food stamps they earned might be enough for them to survive for a few days.
If it weren't for the expressionless hunters in black combat suits standing at the entrance of the martial arts school, some people couldn't help but reach out to get the fruits.
But at least dozens of hunters stood in front of the dojo with their backs straight, with cold gazes.
Ordinary survivors didn't have the courage to step forward.
Anyway, they would get the fruits sooner or later, so they weren't in a hurry.
Many people comforted themselves, but when they looked at the fruits under the scorching sun, their hearts were bleeding.
More than a hundred meters away from the martial arts school.
Chen Xiaojia looked at the crowded crowd, her mouth slightly open.
"There are too many people!"
The baby fat girl next to her tiptoed and wiped the non-existent saliva from the corner of her mouth. Her face was full of desire, "I also want, no, I want those fruits!"
"My cousin is so rich. No, my cousin is so powerful. He brought out dozens of boxes of fruits."
She looked around, her eyes shining.
Chen Xiaojia pouted, "Xiong! Qian! Qian! That's my cousin! "
"I know, I know." The baby fat girl waved her hand and suddenly turned her head, "Hey, don't forget to ask my cousin for an autograph. And I want some fruits …"
She opened her palm, five fingers, thought for a moment, and stretched out the other palm, "At least ten, all kinds of fruits."
"Okay, okay, I'll give you ten boxes to take back."
Chen Xiaojia said helplessly.
Since that day when she used the magic scroll to kill the powerful demonic beast, she understood that her cousin was not an ordinary person.
In fact, before that incident, her cousin also told her about some of their encounters on the road.
Like a three-story tall behemoth that was split in half by a sword.
Like a sky overlord with a wingspan of more than ten meters was blasted from the sky by a bucket-thick lightning.
The ordinary demonic beasts along the way were nothing to him. He just needed to crush them.
These …
She didn't believe it at first.
To be more precise, she thought her cousin was exaggerating. His words didn't seem to be talking about terrifying demonic beasts, but those vulnerable little monsters.
Although she hadn't been to the wild at that time, she had heard a lot of descriptions about demonic beasts from other hunters. Even some students with good strength had to be careful in the wild.
How could it be so easy?
"Cousin probably said that on purpose so that Aunt and Uncle wouldn't worry."
Moreover, before the apocalypse, his cousin was just an ordinary university student. Compared to a martial arts expert like the master, the gap was too big.
That was what she had thought.
Actually, there was nothing wrong with that.
After the apocalypse, most of the super experts had their own foundation. Ordinary people, even if they were talented, needed time to polish their temperament and battle experience. However, some people had already seized the opportunity and stood at the forefront of the era.
Unfortunately, she didn't expect, and it was impossible for her to expect, that her cousin was a wall cheat.
Until now, Chen Xiaojia still couldn't figure out what Yu had experienced to become so powerful.
She quickly put this thought behind her. Now she just wanted to hold on to her cousin's thigh.
What Zhentian Martial Arts School? Go to hell!
The Zhentian Master couldn't deal with the demonic beast, but her cousin didn't even need to show his face. He killed the demonic beast in one fell swoop from a distance with a prop he made.
Anyone who didn't have Alzheimer's disease could see the gap between them.
The discussion of the survivors in the distance reached her ears.
Chen Xiaojia frowned, she was very unhappy and pouted, "Why are these people like this? They took my cousin's fruit and didn't say a good word. It's like they want the martial arts school to collapse!"
Her best friend, Xiong Qianqian, pricked up her ears and listened for a while. She nodded in agreement. "You're right. That's why you told cousin not to distribute the fruits to these people. It's not worth it. People like me, who firmly support cousin, should get more."
She said, feeling it made sense and nodded again and again.
… …
… …
Of course, Tang Yu didn't care about these people's discussion.
Instead, he thought it was a good thing.
If the martial arts school industry wasn't depressed, and potential customers were recruited by other martial arts schools, how could he make money?
If it weren't for a large number of martial arts schools going bankrupt, he wouldn't have been able to recruit so many high-quality martial arts school guards.
Tang Yu's gaze swept over the hunters in combat uniforms in front of the martial arts school.
Each of them had the strength of a triple awakening. Many of them had jumped ship from the Zhentian Martial Arts School.
These people were capable. Although they had just been recruited and could not be said to be loyal, these people were definitely working very hard. No matter what task Shay and the others gave, these guards would be the first to complete it.
Everyone was afraid of losing this hard-won job.
The oldest Carmen walked to his side, "My Lord, it's almost time …"
Fireworks and firecrackers crackled, and gongs and drums filled the air.
On the ceremony stage, Shay wore a black suit and combed back hair. His loud voice overshadowed everything around him and directly reached the ears of every survivor.
He talked a lot about the martial arts school, regardless of whether the others listened or not. Anyway, he was addicted to being a host.
"… now, let's welcome the powerful and handsome martial arts school owner to name the martial arts school."
… …
… …
Around them, many survivors were still wondering why the newly opened martial arts school didn't even have a name yet.
The black-clothed hunters stood on both sides. After separating the crowded survivors, a young man walked through the crowd and walked not far from the entrance of the martial arts school.
He stood with his hands behind his back and slightly raised his head as if he was thinking.
At this time, they noticed a blank wooden plaque hanging directly above the martial arts school gate.
They couldn't help but feel puzzled.
Could it be that the owner of the martial arts school was inscribing on the spot?
So the owner was actually good at calligraphy?
But what's the point of inscribing at the opening ceremony? This was a martial arts school, not a calligraphy school.
They couldn't figure it out, but it didn't prevent them from continuing to watch the fun.
One second, two seconds, three seconds …
This area was shrouded in the territory.
Even when he closed his eyes, he could still clearly sense every inch of his surroundings.
Tang Yu raised his right hand, stretched out a finger, and pointed at the blank plaque.
Inside his body, the source power flowed rapidly.
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