Shaping Hall. This was a pure white, solemn, and eerie hall. Inside, corpses were placed, and five large piles of divine materials were piled up. It was extremely eye-catching.
"Alright, quickly repair the corpses according to the requirements of the portrait. If there's anything you don't understand, feel free to ask me!" The middle-aged teacher had a cold expression. He sat at the head of the hall, supervising the students. He was happy to be idle.
"Yes!" The ten students did not dare to delay. They removed the clothes on the corpses in front of them and saw their broken bodies.
Their stomachs were pierced and their intestines were flowing out. Their thighs were broken, and their faces were beyond recognition … Almost every dead body was missing a certain part. Looking at their hideous wounds, it was a great test for people.
The main reason why there were so few people in the Peaceful Garden was because they had to repair the corpses. After doing this for a long time, even a normal person would go crazy. This was because in their eyes, there was almost no complete body!
The scene that shocked Chen Jiu was not strange in the eyes of the students. They immediately began to use the Chaotic Mystic Flame to melt the divine materials and repair the corpses.
"Hey, stop, stop!" The middle-aged teacher suddenly stopped a student and scolded, "How are you repairing them? What you're doing is equivalent to giving him a prosthetic limb. Isn't it too obvious? "
"Teacher, aren't we repairing their bodies?" The student was quite innocent.
"You have to complete it, but at the very least, you have to bring out the color of the flesh. The ratio of the five divine materials is different, so the color of the flesh will be different. Have you forgotten what I taught you?" The middle-aged teacher scolded angrily.
"I'm sorry, teacher. I was nervous and forgot to adjust the skin color!" The young student hurriedly apologized. Then, he melted the other divine materials and finally adjusted the skin color. He fitted the corpses so that it would not be so obvious.
Looking at his masterpiece with satisfaction, the young student did not even have the time to be happy. The black-faced teacher came over again and stared at him, asking, "That's it?"
"Yes, it's over. Is there something wrong?" The young student asked, puzzled.
"I'll hit your head!" The middle-aged teacher was very angry. He raised his hand and hit the young student hard, scolding, "If you repair them like this, I will definitely be beheaded because of you!"
"Teacher, what did I do wrong?" The young man felt wronged and was about to cry.
"You're really an idiot. Let me ask you, is the person you're fixing a man or a woman?" The middle-aged teacher asked fiercely.
"Of course it's a male. Could it be that the teacher can't even differentiate between male and female?" The young student was very surprised.
"I can't tell the difference, my ass!" The middle-aged teacher was furious. He hit the young man a few more times and scolded, "If you're a man, why don't you have a little cock? If you send him back like this, aren't you cursing his family to have no descendants?"
"Ah, I forgot!" The young man couldn't help but mutter, "He's dead anyway. It's the same whether he has a rooster or not. It's not like he's really expecting it to carry on the family line!"
"You …"
"Teacher, I was wrong. I'll give him a little cock right now, but how big do you want it to be?" The youth hurriedly covered his head and asked while apologizing.
"You really are a blockhead. If it weren't for the lack of students in Taiping Garden, I wouldn't have accepted you no matter what!" The middle-aged teacher glared fiercely and said, "Of course, the bigger the rooster, the better!"
"Oh, Teacher, I understand!" The young man began to pinch the little cock, but before he could finish, he was hit a few more times. He was very puzzled, "Teacher, why are you hitting me again?"
"You're f * cking pinching the arm. Do you think you're pinching a little cock?" The middle-aged teacher said hatefully, "If you want to fix it, you have to look at the proportions of the person's body, alright? Don't be too ridiculous. If people can tell at a glance that it's fake, wouldn't our work be a failure? "
"I'm sorry, Teacher. I understand!" The young student apologized sincerely. Only then did he pinch a decent little cock and attach it to the corpse.
"Alright, you guys slowly fix it here. I'll go out for a walk. I'll give you two days to finish this!" The middle-aged teacher was finally satisfied. He nodded to the students and immediately walked out of the hall. No one knew where he went to enjoy himself.
"Phew, Teacher finally left. He's so fierce!" The moment the middle-aged teacher left, the young man who had just been reprimanded immediately heaved a sigh of relief.
"Of course, our corpse-court teacher is famous for being vicious. However, he has a unique skill when it comes to the restoration of corpses. It's a divine art that all the students of the Taiping Garden dream of!" The other students immediately came over to console him.
"What kind of divine art is it?" The young student clearly didn't know.
"Teacher's divine art is rumored to be able to use the genes of the deceased to regenerate. The restored corpse is simply lifelike, no different from a real person!" A few of the students explained in awe.
"Genes can be regenerated after death? Doesn't that mean that the dead can be brought back to life? "The young student's face was full of shock.
"If that's the case, he wouldn't be our teacher. This is a kind of fake rebirth. He uses divine materials to replace genes. The restored corpse of a god won't decay for billions of years!" The other students immediately explained.
"So that's how it is. However, don't you find it disgusting to do this every day?" The young man suddenly asked with a pale face as he watched a senior brother pick up a large intestine.
"It's fine once you get used to it. What else can we do if we don't do this? You have to know that the Divine Institute's merit points aren't that easy to earn. Restoring a god's corpse will earn us more than 1,000 merit points. Many people are envious! "A few of the older students couldn't help but feel pleased with themselves.
Their work was a little tiring, but they were content to be able to earn merit points!
"Sigh, I'm fine with ordinary repairs, but I'm afraid that I won't be able to do it when it comes to kneading dough. Senior Brothers, you have to take care of me!" The young student couldn't help but fawn over them.
"Don't worry, we are all from the same sect. We will naturally take care of you!" A few of the senior brothers assured him before they continued with their repairs.
Chen Jiu was secretly overjoyed when he heard the conversation between the few students. He had been suffering from the lack of an opportunity to absorb the blood energy, so this was an excellent opportunity.
If he succeeded, then he would be able to openly absorb their blood energy and vengeful spirits!
However, how would he be able to take over their jobs? If he suddenly appeared, would they treat him as an enemy and chase him out?
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