Jiang Zhaoye had just finished answering the "Sentinel Guide Service Station Joint Recruitment Examination" test paper with great enthusiasm. When he opened his eyes again, he found that he had worn it on the body of an ancient yellow-haired girl.
Damn ancient times! The mental power detection methods are so poor that you can't tell the difference between the "fairy world" and the "demon world" apart from the guides and sentries!
Stop it! That's just a sentinel whose mental power is out of control! It's not a fallen devil!
Shen Wangzhou had a nightmare. In the dream, he lost control of his mental power, and his usually amiable senior brothers and sisters swung their swords at him in tears, shouting about demons.
He sat in a daze for a long time. His fingers hurt and he lowered his head.
It was a cute, chubby goose that was yelling "Quack" angrily.
Ah, it's my junior sister's spiritual goose.
Shen Wangzhou breathed a sigh of relief, held the fat goose in his palm, and said with a smile:
"Junior sister, don't worry, I will apply to Master for your teaching subsidy right away. Don't let your spirit beast nag me anymore."
Purpose: A happy life depends on one's own efforts