This trainer of elves is super surge

At night, the golden courtyard.

Shen Zong, who was smiling elegantly and holding a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice, sat firmly at the head of the long banquet table filled with sumptuous dishes.

He looked at it with a relaxed look on his brows. After the competition, he immediately agreed to his invitation, but now there are dozens of trainers who are a little restless.

"Uh...um...this..."

Shen Zong was undoubtedly clear in his heart about the strong discomfort everyone felt due to their birth, but his original decision was that no matter how you look at me, my mind will not move.

After all, the so-called core essence of this exchange banquet is actually still the same. It is just another trick used by Shen Zong to attract investment and connect feelings in the name of dinner.

at the same time.

The housekeeper Long Bo, who was standing at the door of the backyard warehouse, suppressed his bleeding heart and whispered to the servants to follow Shen Zong's request to pack the space filled with banknotes and resources in the space piled on the floor of the room.

He didn't dare to look, he didn't dare to look. At this moment, Long Bo didn't want to recall what his young master had told him, but he still couldn't control the pictures that came to his mind.

In the end, he could only silently use his withered right hand, like a chicken claw, to cover his chest, where his heartbeat was accelerating, and he looked up to the sky and let out a deep sigh.

"Alas∽..."

"Long Bo, use a medium-sized space backpack for everyone tonight, and pack it with 200 million cash bills, enough elf food for six full people for half a year, and six energy crystals with their initial elf attributes."

(Elf coins have similar purchasing power to the Japanese yen)

"Since we have decided to use my family's name to solicit investments this time, we must treat everyone equally and not be too petty."

"But Master... if those trainers with a potential rating of C are finally broken and unwilling to serve the family, then if you use so many resources to exchange for their friendship, wouldn't it be a waste of money?"

"You still don't understand. The real goal of my move is not this group of people, but to use them to help me publicize that I like to make friends, am young and rich, and am approachable, so as to attract those loners in the wild who are in urgent need of investment."

"Besides, these things are not too much. Even if I get nothing in the end and the family recruitment does not go smoothly, I can at least get a good reputation. The value of this deal cannot be measured by the amount of resources."

"I've made up my mind, go down and get ready."

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The cool summer breeze caressed the courtyard. When Long Bo's short memories were shattered, he led the servants hired by the Genji family to the long table of the banquet, each holding two space backpacks.

Shen Zong, who had been quietly admired by many Little Heavenly King Cup contestants for a long time for his handsome face, then put down the juice in his hand, glanced at some trainers whose Adam's apples were rolling up and down, stood up and said with an easy-going expression:

"This is just a small and insignificant gift. If you are willing to make friends with me, Shen Zong, don't hesitate to accept it as a meeting gift."

Having said that, when they saw the many trainers sitting stiffly in their respective positions, their eyes showed that they wanted to find out.

But no one was willing to give up their dignity first and take the initiative to take the space backpack hung on the servants' arms.

Shen Zong, who instantly understood the key, then quietly winked at Long Bo in the distance, walked to a servant, picked up his backpack, and handed it to Xiba who was cooking without caring.

"You all can't even give me this face, right? Besides, after we have eaten and drank enough, we will start to exchange knowledge with each other. It's not worth wasting time on such a small thing now."

"You're right, Sheba."

"Huh? Yeah! Yes, I accepted it."

In Shen Zong's penetrating golden eyes, although he personally didn't care about these resources, he was not a Xiba without brains or emotional intelligence, and who didn't know how to communicate.

Knowing what the young master in front of him wanted him to do, he threw away the big stick bone in his hand that was almost clean and laughed to help smooth things over.

After seeing that except for the champion Shen Zong, all the strongest players in this year's Little Heavenly King Cup accepted gifts, and the other contestants who were still unable to save their face also borrowed the poxia donkey to accept the backpacks handed over by the servants.

"Then we're welcome."

"I'll call you anytime if you need anything in the future."

"As expected, he is indeed the young patriarch of a big family. Brother Shen Zong is so proud."

Everyone was gathering firewood, and the smile on Shen Zong's face became brighter and brighter when he saw that everyone accepted his gifts generously.

So he patted Hiba's strong shoulder gently and gave him a 'come with me later' look.

Then he looked around calmly. The trainers sitting on both sides of the long banquet table, who did not immediately open their space backpacks due to the impact, said with apologetic eyes:

"Sorry everyone, I just suddenly remembered that there are some important personal matters that I need to deal with."

"But please rest assured that the process of mutual exchange and cultivation of knowledge will not be cancelled. My butler Long Bo will be responsible for leading you there."

"Of course, I will come back as soon as possible to share with you some of my personal tips."

After the words fell, Shen Zong nodded politely to everyone, led Guoran Weng and Ke Keya, who had smooth and round bellies, and turned around to the training ground in the manor.

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"rustling swish∽" (leaves shaking)

The butler, with his gray hair combed neatly, was meticulously guarding the courtyard gate.

The servants in suits who had cleaned up the garbage on the dining table also looked at their noses and hearts, and silently retreated to the courtyard wall.

Faced with the sudden change in the atmosphere from solemnity to the tranquility of the summer courtyard, the civilian trainers who had straightened their backs before did not want to be embarrassed.

Everyone couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief, leaned back on the chair with a long breath, and looked at the untouched food on the table.

It had to be said that a young master like Shen Zong, who had almost no shortcomings, could not even make them jealous.

These young civilian trainers really couldn't bear the leadership and oppression they involuntarily exuded in formal occasions...

But five seconds before everyone's stiff bodies relaxed, a pock-marked trainer exclaimed loudly, once again making everyone feel excited and nervous.

"Ah! There are so many elf coins!"

"Also, this is a fire crystal stone!!!"

Hearing the trainer's exclamation that echoed through the quiet courtyard, the other trainers were filled with anticipation for Shen Zong's so-called meeting gift.

Immediately, they no longer concealed the fiery gleam in their eyes, opened the space backpacks placed by their legs, and inspected the resources stored inside.

"Go to bed, 200 million elf coins, various feed cans that I can't usually afford, and six gray-white crystal stones that are crystallized from pure ordinary energy."

"Master Shen Zong didn't prepare gifts according to everyone's ranking in the competition. It seems that he really wants to make friends like us. He is so sincere."

"This is Master Shenzong. You guys were bribed too quickly."

"Why don't you want it willingly? Don't give it to me."

"It's just talk. Why are you so impatient?"

"Hey, wait, where's the big Sheba guy?"