Chapter 140 – 140. Atomizer

Muhwa Festival.

The biggest event held once a semester at Makyunghak Hall is the Yongbongjeon, which is a battle between a dragon and a phoenix.
Members of the Yongbong Branch can participate if their grades are in the top ranks, regardless of grade, and the goal of most students is to enjoy the glory of becoming a dragon or a bong at least once.

Guryongobong, that is, excluding redundancies, means that twenty-eight late exponents are selected a year, and it is three years before graduation from the academy, so considering that, 84 students are selected.
Among them, ‘I might as well at least once… There are many students who challenge with the idea of ​​’. If you are lucky enough to occupy even the last stone, the pavement of the solid road will unfold in the future.

If he became Yongbong even once, there was a high possibility that he would take on the role of leading the faction he belonged to after graduation.

“I wanted to participate too.”
“Give up.”

After complaining as if complaining, Master answered firmly as if he hadn’t even thought about it.

“Hwagyeong isn’t even the name of a doghouse, but if you ask him to participate in the Yongbong Branch, wouldn’t it be like a carnivorous animal appearing among herbivores?
“It is.”

The first half of the week is the first half of the week, where students set up shops, plays, or hold banquets to build friendships.
At the same time, it was also a time to filter out the preliminary matches before the second half of the year, Yongbong Branch.

However, since it was literally ‘filtering out’, I was guaranteed to be ineffective and was eliminated from the preliminaries.

Showing how much the students have grown is the key, but hitting them with an overwhelming difference only ruins the atmosphere. It would be better for the students to start by giving me one dragon seat.
I could understand it, but I couldn’t help but regret it.

“You’re not the only one who fell in, so don’t be sad. The other kids are also missing.”

Other than me, Yeo-ryeong, who became a master of hwagyeong, and Eon Seo-jin, who was originally a hwagyeong, and Jia also fell into it.
For this reason, it is said that the preliminaries for women’s unmanned women with only three seats left from the start are fiercer.

As usual, the dragon picks nine, but the bong picks only five. Even if Yeo-ryeong, dressed as a man, is excluded, two more figures are missing.

I feel like I can hear the sound of the male-female ratio being broken.

For students of Hwagyeong or higher, the special issue where Yongbong enters is confirmed, and they skip the preliminary round and participate in the final round to compete with those who became Yongbong in the second half.
Excluding BoA, who will soon rise to the Hwagyeong, our time was ample.

“Anyway, make sure you get first place.”
“First place?”
“Yongbong and Bong, who won the Yongbong branch, are supposed to be able to play against the opponent they want.”
“…I think you’re going to let me know some of my realities.”
“Yes.”

Master, who acknowledged it coolly, put on a serious expression.

At first glance, it seemed harsh. It seemed that he was dignified as a teacher who gave advice to his disciples.

“The reason you’ve been trying to hide your realization so far is that there shouldn’t be any infighting between the jealous midfielders, but isn’t it the main reason that Lu Dongbin doesn’t find out about your existence as a heavenly killer? That’s because of an unexpected situation in Xinjiang So it became meaningless. Was this teacher wrong?”
“No. You’re right.”

Master, who is unconsciously crossing his arms as if he were educating.
Thanks to that, I don’t know where to put my eyes on the national spotlight.

I didn’t know, so I just stared.

Far from feeling burdened by the disciple’s stare, as if to look at it more, he bent slightly at the waist, stuck out his chest, and waggled his eight tails at me.

“So, even if you don’t have to tell the truth about life and death, wouldn’t it be okay if you showed the entrance to the prefecture? I don’t even know.”
“Exactly…”

The number of Hyeongyeong in Hyeon Moorim was extremely small.
Even including newcomers, the current reality is that the number is not in double digits.

In the old Moorim, it exceeded double digits in its heyday, but it was cut in half when it became the new Moorim. Due to the supply of Naedan, the number of Hwa-Gyeong-class soldiers increased, but the number of Hyeon-Gyeong-level soldiers decreased, perhaps because the quality was so low.

In such a situation, did the latter index become a hyeongyeong?

It will attract all the attention of the public.
If that happens, there will be many inconveniences such as using reverse magic whenever something that requires secrecy occurs.

“Don’t worry.”

Just by revealing my worries, Master sees through and blows them away.

“This teacher will be our disciple’s shield, so if you have something to do, do it to your heart’s content.”
“…Yeah.”

A clear smile appeared on my lips in a situation where I felt that small physique was only reliable.

“This disciple, believe in Master-“

A thick fighting spirit lingers on the corners of your mouth.

“I will run amok.”

At this opportunity, among those who will get the nickname of dragon, those who can see the buds should take care of themselves like my lovers.

***

The first half of the Unhwa Festival, which includes the preliminaries of the Yongbong branch.

A festival where students gather together and apply for activities to enjoy. At this time, it is common for people from the same clan or family to hang out together.
It was a story even if it was the same club, so the members of the [Mysterious Body Massage Association] Wanted to get together and discuss what to do.

Eun Seol-bo was still at the peak of his drama, so he had to participate in the preliminaries, so he was forced to drop out due to time constraints.

When the four of them gathered like this, Unseojin, Sima Yeoryeong, Eunseolji, and Baekun, Unseojin immediately came up with an opinion.

“Let’s make money too! It’s a club that does something in name, but it’s a party! No, it’s like doing nothing at a festival.”
“That’s right… Do you really have to aim for money?”

I just wanted to have fun and let’s do something, so I asked them to come together, but since Eon Seo-jin was more active than I thought, Baek-woon asked in a timid mood.

She burned the firewood in the name of passion in her eyes and shouted out loud.

“What are you talking about?! Making the most money with the lowest cost is the greatest achievement as a merchant! I’m afraid I, the famous owner of the bupyo country of the Gypsy Country, will just stand by it!”
“…Oh right.”

Eunseolji murmurs softly as he sees Eon Seojin speaking out.
Had she forgotten that her boyfriend had told her that she was the real power behind her motto?

Regardless of whether others reacted irrationally, Eon Seo-jin did his best.

“In that sense, the best way to make money is to make money with work that doesn’t cost raw materials, not from stalls or toys that cost materials.”
“Can’t I just make and sell healthy food with the alchemy technique?”
“Is that what Jeong Yeok-hwan is talking about? It’s forbidden. You’ll be disqualified for violating the rules of the screening, so don’t even dream about it.”

He glared at him like a hissing cat, twisting his lips bizarrely, and even warning Baek-woon in a sharp tone.

“And by the time it works and rumors spread, the first half of the festival will already be over.”

There was a strange certainty in her plainly assertive words.

Sima Yeo-ling raised her hand and asked her question.

“Why? If it’s effective, rumors tend to run.”
“Kick. That’s simple.”

Eon Seo-jin, who snorted, answered her question.

“Ordinary people tend to eat expensive and good things alone. Their nose is a stone, but someone will put it on their nose. Rumors will spread, but the first half of the festival in a few days will end first, so there is no money.”

It was a much more rational reason than I thought.

“Then what do you think would be good?”
“Hey. Hey. Remember the root of our club, the root!”
“No way…?”

Baekwoon’s expression began to distort at the sight of Eon Seojin insisting on the root.
It didn’t feel right.

Looking at Baekwoon like that, she said with a grin on her face as if she felt relieved.

“We have Baekwoon, who has golden hands that can make anyone go wild. It doesn’t cost any money and because of his good skills, rumors will spread quickly. “

At her insistence, the eyes of the two remaining also turned to Baekwoon. Baekwoon, who started sweating while receiving the attention of the three women, had an idea to escape if necessary.

‘Hair. Hair is dangerous!’

For the purpose of massaging, no matter how many times I pull it out during the first half of the year, there will be no soldering in my hair like Son Oh-gong, but Baekun thought that this was not the case.
Hair is as important to men as it is to women.

Unable to hide his bewildered face, he resisted a little with an awkward smile.

“Hey… Is it necessary to go that far? It’s kind of like being sincere like that in the first half.”
“Hey. Do you know what will be given if the club achieves first place in sales?”
“…No.”

It was Baekun that I didn’t even want to know.

“The fact that club activity expenses are increasing…

Eon Seo-jin looked at her three lovers slyly and said.

“Extension of club room and change of furniture such as luxurious bed. Credits can be substituted for club activities instead of taking classes next semester.”

At that moment, the eyes of Sima Yeo-ling and Eun-seol-ji turned to their lover at the speed of a hawk.

In other words, as the lecture time decreased, the time with Baekun increased.

After the lecture, his daily life is occupied by Na Ye-rin, the swordsman who will become the great wife.
So, as second wives, they desperately needed even such a trivial amount of time to share even a little more time.

Pushed by the eyebrows of the two women, as if they were going to chase him if he didn’t do it, Baek-un gave up his resistance.

And Eon Seo-jin, who was watching the scene, was secretly relieved.

‘Phew. Thank god. Her mother said she would cut off her pocket money, but she said, “I’m going to take this opportunity to make some good old money.”

For reference, she was still doing creative activities at the age of 19.