My elf can't be this strong

In the backyard, under the peach tree.

Fang Bo sat on the stool, his face solemn, and there was a hint of sadness between his eyebrows.

[Quacka Bubble Frog Physical Growth +0.1]

Early this morning, he suddenly received the news that Xiao Gua had grown up.

Physical growth increased from 2.8 to 2.9, and the blood volume also reached 87 points.

Blood volume = physical growth x level x 10

The improvement in physical fitness shows that the nutritional supplements taken during this period were not in vain, and Xiao Gua did benefit from them.

What should have been a happy thing actually caused a problem that Fang Bo had to face up to.

He is out of money.

Xiao Gua's nutritional supplements are about to run out, and his family's savings are basically at the bottom. Moreover, he doesn't want to continue to increase the pressure on his parents.

How to make money has become a difficult problem that a senior high school student must face.

There are some methods, it depends on how he chooses.

The best way he could think of was, of course, to make money while accumulating experience through battles.

There are probably two places like this...

First, there are elf dojos scattered throughout the city.

Second, the sparring organization at the alliance center.

The former has favorable conditions and may also be exposed to the unique training methods of the dojo.

However, the price is that from now on, the mark of the dojo will be engraved on him.

Fang Bo, who has great ambitions, is not willing to put shackles on himself, so this one can be passed directly.

The latter's conditions are relatively poor, but it has a higher degree of freedom. The only problem is that joining requires multiple reviews.

Even if Father Fang has worked there for many years, there are some things that cannot be avoided.

The sparring organization at the Alliance Center, to simply understand, is a battle platform provided for the majority of trainers.

Users pay to purchase services provided by trainers, including battles, technical explanations, trick drills, and even making friends with other people's elves.

The needs are varied, and it doesn't sound like a job that a high school student is qualified for.

Fortunately, Father Fang is here, so it's not completely impossible.

He couldn't complete other tasks. Fighting against the trainer who was also a newcomer, Fang Bo believed that his own strength was enough to do the job.

"Hello, Technician No. 32 is at your service."

"Hahaha." Fang Bo couldn't help but laugh as he imagined that scene. He was not at all ashamed of the fact that he had advanced knowledge.

"Quaa?" Guagua Pao Frog tilted his head, looking at the trainer who kept giggling, and felt a chill in his heart for no reason.

Why do you have a bad premonition?

The poor little guy doesn't know that from today on, he will become a self-reliant working croak.

The good old days will never return.

......

Lorient City Center, Alliance Center Branch.

"Then it's settled." Father Fang chatted familiarly, and quickly settled the matter for his son's assessment.

In any case, Father Fang is also someone who almost became the head of internal affairs, so he still has this energy.

As long as it meets the standards set by the upper management, Fang Bo can be listed in the sparring area and officially start accepting customers.

Other complicated procedures can be avoided if possible, and he probably doesn't need to worry about them if they are inevitable.

Making money while lying down is comfortable.

Looking at the elves coming and going with curiosity, Fang Bo wanted to go up and touch them one by one to see what kind of powerful elves these trainers had cultivated.

"Hey, isn't this Xiao Fang?" A joking voice drew Fang Bo's attention back.

A middle-aged man who was about the same age as Father Fang and wearing a supervisor's uniform came over.

"Director You." Father Fang sighed and reluctantly said hello to the other party.

The moment he heard these three words, a name appeared in Fang Bo's mind, You Yuming.

You Yuming, the newcomer who was once brought out by Fang’s father.

Who would have thought that he would eventually cultivate a white-eyed wolf who would not say anything about being unable to help him, but would still stand on the enemy's side at the critical moment.

Every time he mentioned this person, Fang's father always seemed extremely irritable, so Fang Bo, as his son, also remembered the man's name.

Unexpectedly, we would meet under such circumstances today.

Fang Bo stood up from the chair silently, his face gloomy, and he stared at the internal affairs supervisor without blinking.

Even if he doesn't want this job anymore, it's impossible for him to watch his father suffer today.

On the other side, You Yuming picked up the information sheet in Father Fang's hand, glanced at it, and instantly understood what the father and son were planning.

"The sparring area is indeed a good place for a family like yours."

"The question is, is your son qualified to be a sparring partner?"

Without waiting for his father to answer, Fang Bo immediately took a step forward, looked at the other person tit for tat and said, "You can find someone to try."

"Oh, you are so confident." You Yuming finally laid his eyes on him, his eyes revealing a complex emotion that a young man could not understand.

"Fang Mingxue, your son has much more backbone than you."

"Stop talking nonsense, are you coming?" Fang Bo interrupted forcefully for the second time, not giving the other party a chance to show off his superiority.

Ignoring the murderous young man, the head of housekeeping turned his head and asked softly: "Where's Junhui, are you here today?"

Hearing these two words, Father Fang's expression changed instantly, and he opened his mouth to say something.

Fortunately, the assistant's answer successfully calmed his mood.

"Master Junhui didn't come today, do you need me to call him?"

"Forget it." You Yuming shook his head, thinking that there was no need for his son to take action on this matter.

He originally wanted to show the gap in the training of future generations, but now that Junhui is away, there is no need to do it deliberately.

Fang Mingxue's son, a student from an ordinary school, was not worthy of being dealt with personally.

A mere sparring quota was nothing to him, but You Yuming just didn't want this man to get his wish.

"Why did you choose him in the first place?"

"I, You Yuming, can't compare to this guy who doesn't want to make progress."

When you think of this, You Yuming feels heartbroken.

"Fang Mingxue, I will definitely prove how wrong Fang Li's choice was."

"Whether it is you or your son, we will eventually be stepped on by our father and son."

Of course, he would be embarrassed to say such embarrassing words.

After randomly appointing an examiner, You Yuming quickly turned around and left.

As the head of housekeeping, he is very busy with his daily work and has no time to play tricks with a young man who should not bully a young man into poverty.

Only when Fang Bo passes the assessment will he be eligible to officially enter his field of vision.

When the time comes, all he needs to do is teach his son a lesson when his son, who has been admitted to a top university, is free.

......

Fang's father went to go through the corresponding procedures. Fang Bo looked at the man who seemed to be familiar with his father and asked softly about the specific reason for the conflict between the two.

As a result, if you don’t ask, you don’t know. If you ask, you will be shocked.

I thought it was a story of power and betrayal, but I didn't expect that the truth turned out to be a wonderful drama about you loving me and me loving him.

What else could he say to this...

That's it for Mom.