UGB Chapter 122 Taking on a disciple? No, you're only fit to be a maid!
Chapter 122 Taking on a disciple? No, you're only fit to be a maid!
Lin Fan looked at Fang Qingxue kneeling in front of him and felt a headache coming on.
Apprentice?
What a joke!
All his skills came from system check-ins; he was a classic example of becoming a god by simply lying down.
What will he teach?
Teach her how to sunbathe in the most comfortable position on the recliner.
Or should we teach her how to negotiate with the system to get the biggest reward with the least effort?
This thing, you can't teach it.
"I don't accept apprentices."
Lin Fan waved his hand lazily, his voice carrying a hint of drowsiness from just waking up.
"Too much trouble. I hate trouble more than anything else in my life."
A simple sentence sent a jolt through Fang Qingxue's body.
The last trace of color drained from her face in an instant.
The light in those eyes, which had just been cleansed by divine light and were as bright as stars, went out.
She has abandoned all the dignity of being a proud daughter of heaven, and humbled herself to the dust.
She thought that the talent she displayed and her utter devotion would at least move the other party in the slightest.
But what she received was such a crisp, so... nonchalant rejection.
The reason given was simply "to avoid trouble".
These words made her feel more desperate than any reprimand of "you are not qualified" or "you are not of pure character".
Because this clearly illustrates one thing.
In her eyes, she was like a god. The value of taking such a rare genius as her as a disciple was not even worth the trouble she caused him.
An indescribable sense of loss, mixed with resentment, washed over her heart like an icy tide.
She bit her lower lip hard, her nails digging deep into her palms, stubbornly refusing to let the mist in her eyes condense into tears.
Lin Fan looked at her shoulders trembling slightly, yet she was stubbornly refusing to break down, and he began to have some doubts.
The girl is quite pretty; isn't it a bit hurtful to reject her so directly?
and……
I can't let my precious Enlightenment Tea go to waste.
Even though it grew in the backyard and was free, we can't let ourselves be taken advantage of.
He cleared his throat and changed his tone.
"However..."
Just two words.
Like celestial music, it instantly pierced through Fang Qingxue's lifeless heart.
She suddenly raised her head, and a faint but incredibly fervent flame rekindled in her dim eyes.
"However, my yard has been expanded recently, and now that it's bigger, we're a bit short-handed."
Lin Fan stroked his chin, and that familiar expression of calculating gains and losses reappeared.
He looked around, like a wealthy landlord taking stock of his possessions.
"Look, we have someone to sweep the floor, someone to plant flowers, and someone to guard the gate. We even had a temporary woodcutter come a couple of days ago."
"But my room is still lacking something."
He pointed to the room and said slowly, "Every morning, no one makes my bed. When I drink tea, no one adds water. When I read, no one turns the pages for me."
"This retirement life is a bit outdated in terms of quality."
Fang Qingxue listened, her eyes growing brighter and brighter.
She was so intelligent that she grasped the unspoken meaning of the "gentleman" almost instantly.
I don't accept apprentices...
But, a servant?!
Although it sounds like his status is even lower than that of an apprentice.
But if she could stay by the side of this god-like figure, she would be willing to be a servant or even a guard dog!
Moreover, she had personally witnessed that every "employee" in this courtyard, whether it was the purple sweet potato spirit sweeping the floor or the big guy chopping wood, was a terrifying being who could make the world tremble with a stomp of his foot.
Being able to "work" with them is an incredible opportunity!
"teacher!"
Fang Qingxue was struck by a sudden inspiration, and her voice trembled slightly with excitement and urgency.
"I can fold blankets! My blankets are perfectly square and flat, just like tofu blocks!"
"I can add water too! I've practiced my family's secret 'watertight' technique, I guarantee not a single drop will spill!"
"I can even turn the pages! I can remember your reading habits and turn to the next page for you before your eyes even move!"
She began frantically showcasing her "value," afraid that if she hesitated even a second longer, this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity would slip away.
Lin Fan was secretly delighted to see her so eager to "apply for the job".
Not bad, not bad.
This girl has much better judgment than those two dim-witted princes of Asgard.
"Oh? So you're good at all housework?" Lin Fan deliberately dragged out his words, adopting the air of an interviewer.
"Yes, sir! I can do everything!" Fang Qingxue puffed out her chest, confidently assuring everyone, "Besides all that, I can cook—Chinese food, Western food, all eight major cuisines, I can do them all! I can also give massages; our family's 'Cold Jade Hands' are the best for relaxing muscles and tendons! I can also…"
"Alright, alright."
Lin Fan quickly raised his hand to interrupt her, afraid that she would say something like "I can have more children" next.
"Since you're so sincere, I'll give you a chance."
Lin Fan cleared his throat and straightened his posture.
"I happen to be short of a personal secretary and maid. Her job duties are what I just mentioned: making the beds, pouring tea, and handling some daily chores."
"As for the compensation... there's a three-month probation period, with meals and accommodation provided, but no salary. After that, depending on my mood, I might give out a year-end bonus."
"Would you be willing?"
These conditions are extremely harsh; they're practically a new-era "indenture of servitude."
However, upon hearing this, Fang Qingxue's face lit up with unbelievable ecstasy.
"I do! Sir! I do a thousand times over!"
Without the slightest hesitation, she agreed decisively, as if afraid that Lin Fan would change his mind.
"Very good." Lin Fan nodded in satisfaction.
He called out towards the backyard.
"Ares!"
"Yes, sir! What are your orders?"
A blood-red gust of wind swept by, and Ares, the God of War, appeared instantly before them, carrying his gleaming Uru steel toilet brush engraved with divine runes.
He was stunned when he saw Fang Qingxue kneeling on the ground.
"Go and get another copy of the 'Household Courtyard Lifetime Employee Labor Contract.' This time, it's for the maid position," Lin Fan instructed.
"Yes, sir!" Ares accepted the order and transformed into a gust of blood wind, rushing back into the house.
Soon, he came running out, holding a contract that seemed to be made of divine leather scrolls and shimmered with a faint golden light of law, and a pen that seemed to be made of phoenix tail feathers. He respectfully handed it to Fang Qingxue.
"New colleague! Welcome to our 'Logistics Support Department'!" Ares grinned, revealing what he thought was a friendly smile, but which was actually full of ruthless intent. "From now on, we're comrades in arms!"
Fang Qingxue looked at her "colleague" in front of her, whose murderous aura was almost tangible and who was holding a toilet brush in his hand, and her lips twitched involuntarily.
She accepted the heavy contract, which seemed like an incomprehensible book, and the quill pen that exuded an aura of immortality.
Without the slightest hesitation.
She signed her name on that contract, a contract so powerful it would drive any god or supreme deity mad.
—Fang Qingxue.
Immediately, she activated the Dao Seed that had just condensed within her body, forcing out a drop of her life essence blood, and pressed an icy blue handprint radiating eternal chill onto the name.
From this moment on...
The most dazzling prodigy in the international martial arts world, and the young lady of the most mysterious organization in the Dragon Kingdom.
She officially became a glorious...trainee maid in a courtyard house in Beijing.