"When I see you, I remember myself."

Uncle Zhang was a little disappointed, "I was full of energy and returned from disappointment, but because of my face, I was in a downturn. So I could help you, otherwise..."

"If you really feel embarrassed, just treat it as my Lao Zhang's investment."

"I'm optimistic about you."

"Why."

"Child, you are still young, you don't understand."

"If this continues, it may happen in the future. You are fooled by some training institutions, then brainwashed chicken soup, throwing corpses out of the wild..."

Uncle Zhang was worried.

Ah this...

Han Feng's expression suddenly became very strange o(╯□╰)o

“…”

Uncle Zhang paused.

"You won't have signed up, are you?"

Uncle Zhang was terrified.

"Well……"

Han Feng was immediately embarrassed.

"Han Feng."

"Return those training institutions quickly!"

Uncle Zhang said hurriedly.

He knows the mortality rate of those training institutions. These training institutions that seem to help you are sucking blood like locusts.

"no……"

Han Feng sighed.

"You're not brainwashed already, are you?"

Uncle Zhang became anxious, "Han Feng, the legends they told you about with super-god skills are all individual examples! Do you understand individual examples? Those individual examples are full of incredible resources, they are pure local tyrants! There is no persuasion!"

"Well……"

Han Feng scratched his head, "I know this."

"You know?"

Uncle Zhang was stunned.

"right."

Han Feng coughed and whispered: "I mean, it's not just a matter of registration, you can quickly go directly to the wilderness of throwing corpse..."

“???”

The expression on Uncle Zhang's face suddenly solidified.

quick……

fast forward?

etc.

Uncle Zhang was incredible, "Can you meet them all, and... are back alive?"

"Um."

Han Feng felt a little guilty.

You can't say that you were stabbed by a young man first and then got up and stabbed him?

“…”

Uncle Zhang was stunned for a long time before he said relieved, "It's good to be alive, it's good to be alive."

After attending the training institution, he went to the wild to hunt monsters and almost died. Fortunately, a senior passed by and saved him, and never dared to go out again since then.

after all.

It has become the current Urban Construction Bureau Zhang Yang.

“The training institution…”

Uncle Zhang asked.

"I haven't contacted anymore."

Han Feng said.

"That's good."

Uncle Zhang breathed a sigh of relief, "Don't get the tuition fee, just use the money to buy a lesson. When you do well in the future, you will deal with them."

"Um."

Han Feng expressed his understanding.

"very good."

Uncle Zhang is very satisfied.

With such ambition, the future is promising.

...

for a long time.

The old king is back.

He looked about the same age as Uncle Zhang, but tall and thin.

Han Feng was attracted by the bright forehead on the other person's head at first sight, and his head, which was like a braised egg, was a little shining in the sun.

This brightness...

perhaps.

Is this the price of becoming stronger?

...

"Lao Zhang."

The other party nodded slightly.

Immediately.

His eyes fell on Han Feng and smiled kindly, "You are Han Feng, right? Don't be nervous, my name is Wang Jiancai, and I am your Uncle Zhang's friend."

"Hello, Uncle Wang."

Han Feng said respectfully.

"Um."

"I will stop talking nonsense if I have work later."

Wang Jiancai nodded slightly, "Before teaching you, I would like to ask, how much do you know about the profession of sand table master?"

"Well…"

Han Feng thought for a while and said, "Sandt Table Master is an auxiliary profession that can be used for architectural analysis, practical exercises, simulation training, ruin exploration, etc...."

Han Feng read the words in the book.

"What else?"

"It's gone."

“…”

Wang Jiancai sighed, this foundation is basically zero.

"Although the profession of sand table master is an auxiliary profession, it has a very high growth!"

"It can be used at all levels of our lives. Whether it is ordinary architectural design, dangerous relics exploration, or even future war deduction, sand table masters are essential! This is also the reason why the above gradually tilts policies towards us!"

Wang Jiancai said proudly.

Han Feng: “…”

When he was looking up information, he saw a saying that the policy was tilted because of the high mortality rate of sand table maker...

cough.

never mind.

Let’s listen to Uncle Wang’s words.

“Anyway.”

“Sand table teacher is a particularly good profession!”

"As long as you can get the corresponding qualification certificate, you can get the corresponding status."

Wang Jiancai said.

“Certificate of Qualification?”

Han Feng asked subconsciously.

"Um."

Wang Jiancai nodded slightly, "The sand table master is different from the combat profession. The profession level of the sand table master is only valid after obtaining the qualification certificate! Our formal professional qualification certificate of the sand table master has only three levels: Creation, Deduction, and Prophet. Each level is divided into three stages: Primary, Intermediate, and Advanced."

"certainly."
To be continued...