Chapter 15: Those who follow me will greatly benefit (Seeking recommendation votes)

  Negotiations with Popov were quickly concluded, three gold coins per person, one hundred and eight people is...

  Ye Huan's math isn't very good, and he can't calculate the answer to this problem in a short time. Moreover, he has no interest in calculating it either.

  "Mr. Popov!" He simply stretched out his right hand, "Three gold coins per person, Dang Ge's followers are very satisfied with this number, but what about Dang Ge? Ordinary followers have three gold coins, and Dang Ge is a great savior angel who has taken the trouble to show up in person. Do you want him to leave empty-handed?"

  In this way, Popov made up a total of 500 gold coins for Ye Huan!

  When Popov really carried a big box, with five hundred gold coins appearing in front of his classmates, these students who just a few minutes ago were following the crowd and trying to revive a dead horse as if it were alive, looked at Ye Huan with completely different eyes.

  Compared with those students who refused Ye Huan, they were obviously not true fanatics. So what did they want?

  Name!

  Benefit!

  That's all.

  Yue Huan hung himself outside the principal's office, and his reputation was made - although not very beautiful, these half-grown children in their teens care about what they need, just some capital to boast about at parties. In addition, each person received three gold coins as compensation, and there were benefits...

  These students suddenly found that for over a decade they had been shouting the names of their respective gods, only to receive blank checks. But today, as soon as they raised the banner of Danzi, they got everything they had never dared to dream of!

  "Yeh huan!"

  "Yeh huan!"

  "Yue Huan!"

  It was unclear who led the charge, but all 108 students went wild and surrounded Ye Huan in the core. Ruxiu, being the closest, was the first to vent his excitement, his voice already choked with emotion, "How many years has it been? The descendants of Pandalong can finally afford a decent batch of warhorses! Brother Huan... thank you!"

  Bai Xiaobai was like a silly melon, raising two small hands and counting with his fingers, "One silver coin can buy thirty loaves of bread, two days' worth of painkillers, one gold coin can... Now someone has three whole gold coins, hey, hey, who's going to take care of brother's mood? Eldest brother, for the next half year, you don't have to worry about medical expenses!"

  More classmates were excited and couldn't speak, they could only choose a few robust boys to lift Ye Huan high up, throw him, cheer, throw again, cheer again...

  Gulu, gulu.

  In the midst of this thunderous applause, Ye Huan dizzily heard once again the voice of the Wind Wing behind him - and this time it was even more wonderful. The Wind Wing sounded like a boiling pot of oil, ceaselessly responding, and Ye Huan clearly felt that he was rapidly growing.

  With the previous few times of wind and rain, the length of Feng Zhiyi's wings before hanging up was sixteen centimeters, but it would not exceed seventeen centimeters at most. However, with Ye Huan's efforts to get extra compensation for his classmates, forcing the head of the college's security department to apologize, as well as the surprise and confusion brought by the onlookers, all of this transformed into the length of Feng Zhiyi's wings in this moment!

  One centimeter, two centimeters, this feeling is quite wonderful, just like humans can say the length of their fingers with their eyes closed, Ye Huan also truly felt that his Wind Wing had grown to nearly thirty centimeters!

  When it was several centimeters, it had already restored Ye Huan to the level of a first-class soul master. At this time, 30 centimeters would increase Ye Huan's strength to what level!

  Ye Huan was busy putting away the Wind Wing, lest someone saw it and exclaimed in surprise. At the same time, she fell into an unprecedented predicament... Alas, the arena had become a crime scene and must have been sealed off. Where could she go to test her progress now?

  This is a happy worry, but on the other hand, Mr. Popov was thoroughly worried...

  He slammed the large box full of gold coins to the ground, turned around and walked into the principal's office, violently, without even greeting several teachers who were coming out!

  ……

  "Principal?"

  "Principal!"

  "Principal..."

  "Hold on!"

  In the principal's office, Donglin high-level officials were holding an emergency meeting to discuss the Oda Kiyoshi incident. Just as the meeting was halfway through, a loud noise came from outside, and Ye Huan asked what was going on, Principal Jiggs fell to the ground with a "thud".

  At this time, he was lying on a temporarily set up bed, limp as if suffering from a serious illness. An ice pack was applied to his forehead, an intravenous drip hung from his left hand, and blood was being drawn for testing from his right hand. Next to him were two young nurses who could compare with the school beauty, gently massaging his acupoints - it is said that this is a mysterious medical skill left by the ancestors of the Chinese people before the great disaster, and there are not many people who know how to do it.

  Even if he was weak, Jiggs struggled to get up and looked out the window. There, Bai Xiaobai had already received a large box full of gold coins on behalf of Ye Huan and was counting them one by one with Lu Xiu and several other trustworthy classmates. One gold coin, two gold coins...

  Every time they counted out a gold coin, Gigg's fat body would involuntarily twitch, and he would twitch seven or eight hundred times in a row, as if he had epilepsy.

  "Principal!" Although he knew it wasn't the right time, the vice principal still risked being scolded and said: "Please take care of your body, Principal. Also, please continue to preside over the meeting. The matter of Oda Seiichi is not trivial. His divine power has been sealed away, which will attract the pursuit of the Inquisition!"

  "Vice President, Donglin is facing the biggest crisis in history. Don't mention that trivial matter of Toyotomi Hideyoshi anymore... Come on, let's pray together. Compared to this crisis, what does Toyotomi Hideyoshi amount to?"

  Jiggs stared out the window without blinking, his voice soft and gentle, like a teenage girl whispering in his ear... Only upon closer inspection did one notice that his pupils had already become dilated, clearly showing signs of abnormal nerve function!

  "Principal?"

  Another staff member leaned in close to Gigg's ear, "I know you're not in any state to be chairing a meeting right now, but please, just give us one word of assurance, or else... or else..." He was almost in tears, "The Inquisition inviting us for coffee is nothing, but Oda Nobukatsu, the father of Oda Kiyoshi, that old monster is notorious for his bloody sacrifices. His son had an accident here and he won't even spare our wives and children!"

  "It's just a few people dying, isn't it? You die, I die, we all die. Even if we add our parents, wives and children, there are only two or three hundred lives at stake!"

  Jiggs waved his hand and let the garrulous teacher retreat to one side. "Now, I'm waiting for something more important!"

  Something more important has finally appeared: Popov walked into the office with his head hung low.

  In an instant, Giggs was like a startled fat rabbit, and with a thud, he jumped up from the bed, grabbed Popov's collar, and roared out a string of saliva stars, "I know everything that's going on outside, no need for you to waste words, just tell me one thing, how much!?! How much?!?"

  His small eyes were filled with fear and trepidation, afraid that Popov would utter an astronomical figure.

  "Five hundred gold coins!" Popov gritted his teeth. "Don't worry, Principal, I'll take care of this personally!"

  "Thank you, dear Popov, you saved my life!"

  It was astonishing to hear that he didn't have to spend his own money, and Giggs immediately put on a proud and arrogant face. He removed the medical equipment from his body and sat elegantly behind his huge crystal office desk. Then, he lightly inhaled some snuff, and leisurely puffed out a smoke ring. "Alright, the biggest crisis for Donglin has passed, now let's discuss how to solve the problem of sealing off Tokugawa Ieyasu."

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