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Chapter 41 "Lu Chi, hurry up and send it! I want to fly!"

A large group of people, nearly twenty in total, surrounded the pigpen. The scene was quite grand. One could say that both the pigs and the people were in a state of panic, but they had to face it together.

Lin Dong, the class representative for Chinese, pointed at the pig with one hand and at Shu Le with the other: "Le Zi, you go first, we'll back you up!"

Shu Le snapped, "Get lost! Holy crap, how am I supposed to get up here myself? Why don't you go up here too! Hey Lu, do you think pigs bite?"

"Of course it'll bite! Even a rabbit will bite when cornered!" Wan Shuhuan's statement, like his 8 mAh thunderous weapon, was simple yet powerful: "Didn't you hear Lao Lu say that he usually lets these things roam free? Who knows, those two in the circle might have even dated wild boars and cursed at Northeast Golden Chinchillas!"

Liu Lan smiled maliciously and tickled Zhou Zijin relentlessly: "Elbow, haven't you been thinking about pressing the pig? Go ahead, there are so many people here, it's your chance to show your boyfriend skills and prove yourself and Sister Zhi right!"

"First of all, I'm in the 'Pig-Pressing' group, not the 'Pig-Catching' group!" Zhou Zijin held up one hand, gesturing a number. "Secondly, I paid a deposit to Prison Lu; the entrance fee is five yuan, and I get to choose a pig leg to press, enjoying priority selection!"

"Damn, there's something fishy going on in this?"

"What should we do?"

Behind them, Eighth Master came over with two bags of urea. He handed one to Lu Chi, glanced at the crowd, and then stuffed the other one into Shu Le's hand. This meant he and Lu Chi would each lead a pig-catching team. But Lu Chi, ever the shrewd fellow, jumped into the pigpen: "Eighth Master, I'll take the head, you take the tail!"

Eighth Master scratched his head, his usually expressionless face almost failing to maintain his aloof persona.

However, it must be said that while pig brains are very useful, a good high school student's fresh pig brains may not be any worse than pig brains.

As soon as the two large spotted pigs saw people coming in and surrounding them, and it didn't seem like they were being fed, they started running around in circles with all four hooves. Their strength and agility were extraordinary, and their running was like a mountain. Their sleeping bed, which was quite clean and covered with pine needles, was covered with dry branches flying everywhere, and the thick wooden fence was being rammed with loud bangs.

Lu Chi, with his body crouched low and arms outstretched, mimicking the Eighth Master's stance, cornered the larger pig. Just as the giant was halfway over the fence, he decisively grabbed its ear and, with sheer brute force, pulled the wailing pig back. The giant pig perished on the spot, its head covered by a urea bag. One person pulled its ear, while another grabbed its tail, and the pig was promptly dragged out of the sect's secret realm.

"ah??"

"What happened? It's over before it even started? This is for someone studying trade!"

"Liao Lu is practically a superman!"

"What the heck... no... bro??"

"Lezi, are you sure you can handle this?"

"I...I can do it...there are many of us...let's all work together!"

"Then the last one is yours!" Lu Chi chuckled, leading the pig further and further away. "Can't catch it? Others sit while you stand! Others eat while you watch!"

The pigs' screams, the people's cries, and the girls' gasps and screams created a cacophony of sounds, making it look like a crime scene.

Finally, the poor pig, with dozens of ropes tangled haphazardly around its legs, was practically plowed into the shed by a dozen or so men. Its hooves and belly hair were almost worn down. Before this group of self-important men could even boast, "Damn, Old Yang, what are you doing here?", they exclaimed.

"Old Yang? Oh, you came empty-handed?"

"Who told him? Damn, we have a spy among us!"

A hot spring stream flowed through the greenhouse, or rather, the greenhouse was built along the direction of the hot spring. Old Yang, who was squatting there washing vegetables, was wearing a mask and had stylishly thick purple plastic gloves on his hands. He stood up slowly and authoritatively, his old arms and legs too stiff to stand up too quickly: "What kind of behavior is this! I'm your homeroom teacher! Can't I come? Can I not come?"

"Holy crap! It's Ying Bao! It's Ying Bao!"

"Ahhh, Yingbao, I knew you wouldn't abandon us! Yingbao is so cute, *cuddle*, *kiss*!"

"Ying Bao, Ying Bao!"

The people in front of Old Yang vanished in an instant, not a single one left; even the squealing pig was forcibly dragged away.

Okay, okay, I'm just here for the fun, but she'll never give up on me.

Sages and worthies of the past are often lonely. Old Yang could only open his mouth, sigh sadly, and slowly squat down to continue tidying up the several large bowls of vegetables in front of him.

"So you're a teacher? I didn't realize! You're so refined, and you're quite efficient at your work!" A woman, bundled up tightly, appeared next to Old Yang. Her clear, pleasant voice, and the woman herself sounded very young, immediately took out a pack of women's cigarettes and lit one for him. Then she pulled up a small stool and sat down beside him to wash the vegetables together. "I often hear Lu Chi mention their homeroom teacher!"

Old Yang immediately straightened his back: "Ah, my surname is Yang. I came to check on these kids. But I trust Lu Chi; he's a sensible person. And you are?"

"Oh, I'm from down the mountain, I came to help out, my surname is Liu..."

Then came some heartwarming words like "You should be a role model for others" and "It's so cold," which made Old Yang, who had been ignored by everyone, feel like a baby weighing over 100 pounds, and the greenhouse was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

"They're slaughtering the pig!"

At his shout, a group of onlookers immediately surged in another direction.

The 300-pound pig had been tossed onto the low wooden table. Lu Chi pressed down on the pig's head with his hand and stepped on its forelegs, holding a long, gleaming, blood-stained black dagger in his hand: "Back! Back! What's going on! Didn't you eat, Bao'er? Hold it down!"

Turning around, she was met with her old deskmate's distorted face. Ran Qingfeng's legs seemed to be in a firm and powerful stance, but in reality, they only acted as a spring. Her upper body swayed like a kite with the high frequency of the pig's hind legs, and she screamed intermittently as she trembled: "Ahhh, no, I can't, I can't take it anymore, Lu Chi, hurry up and finish this, I'm going to fly!"

"Cough, cough cough cough..."

I don't know which thing started it, but half of the hands that were pressing on the pigs disappeared instantly, and they all grimaced, grunted, slumped over, and swayed back and forth.

"Damn it, the pigs are trying to escape! Hold them down! A bunch of fat pigs!"

"Damn it!"

"Zhou Zijin, where are you?"

Suddenly, a knife slashed open, and blood gushed out.

A flurry of activity ensued, with screams and cries of "Holy crap!" but none of the dozens of hands pressing down on the pig were spared: "As expected of the man who could send Feng Fengzi flying, Lao Lu is truly powerful! Did you guys see that just now? Those weaklings holding down the hind legs all let go, but the pig's head didn't budge an inch!"

"No wonder our Class 13 has no warriors, only mages..."

"You beast! Wishing you a birth of five babies!"

Lu Chi waved his hand: "Leave a few to hold the line here, the rest go help Eighth Master take care of that guy. Zhou Zijin, what are you muttering about over there?"

Zhou Zijin felt like her small body and brain were about to be shaken to pieces by that pig leg, and she said blankly, "I...I said...I said little pig, little pig, don't blame me for being a dish of humans..."

Shu Le gave a thumbs up, showing deep respect: "666, awesome! Like the Duke of Zhou spitting out his food to welcome guests, the world's hearts are with you! But wait, shouldn't this be Senior Danyangzi's job?"

"Splash water, splash water, remove the hair! The water in the pot isn't hot enough!" With so many people talking, Lu Chi had to shout at the top of his lungs: "Hey, someone plug in the hair removal device! I specially went down the mountain to borrow it; it's not even been 'blessed' yet. Let's see if this thing works as well as a razor!"

Buckets of water were poured onto the pig. This electric dehair remover was a very simple structure with a few closely spaced, high-speed rotating toothed metal rods. By pushing against the stubble, most of the pig hair could be completely pulled out.

The product of Pinduoduo may look impressive and imposing, but it is actually minimalist.

Actually, it's far less effective than using a large scraper with two scoops. It's much slower, but let's leave aside the inconvenience of such details for now. After all, the main focus right now is stress relief. A group of high school seniors had never seen such a magical tool before, and they were shoving and pushing each other while scrambling for it. Even the girls couldn't resist the encouragement and were eager to try it themselves.