Chapter 90

Let's get back to the main topic. The phenomenon of the top ten disciples not all being present is common in various sects. However, those who didn't show up are believed to have participated in the Seven Stars Martial Arts Competition before, possibly more than once. Their talent might be very good, but some sects favor different types of talent. Some prefer agile types, while others prefer powerful types. Everything depends on the preferences of the person selecting them this time. Moreover, strength is not the standard. For them, the difference in strength might not be significant. As long as the talent is good and matches their needs, they will be chosen. Therefore, those not among the top ten disciples still have a chance. On the contrary, non-top ten disciples are often selected. However, this cannot change one thing: the miscellaneous disciples who follow them are sometimes hard to protect because their strength is relatively weak. If it weren't forbidden for elite disciples to kill each other, they might not even be able to protect themselves. Anyway, Bu Zheng doesn't want to follow anyone; he just wants to stay in this annex and hide until the end. Half a month will pass quickly. Since Bu Zheng was hiding at the back and was not outstanding, he was very lucky to not be chosen by anyone. Everyone just randomly picked a miscellaneous disciple, and two of the Ai Shang and the female disciple chose two female miscellaneous disciples! For them, miscellaneous disciples are completely unimportant, optional, and naturally not chosen carefully. Whoever was in front was chosen.

"Alright, follow the person you are to serve and go back to pack up. The other miscellaneous disciples, arrange your own work," Old Liu said. He was too lazy to assign tasks because he didn't know what these miscellaneous disciples were good at, so he let them arrange it themselves. After all, the remaining tasks were just about clothing, food, housing, and transportation, and having someone to serve was enough.

Thus, the miscellaneous disciples began to internally allocate tasks, each recommending themselves. The most important place was the kitchen, which required half of the manpower. There were about forty people in total, so the workload in the kitchen was naturally not small. Cleaning tasks would also be done by the miscellaneous disciples who followed the elite disciples, at least they would take care of their own areas. However, a few elders and public areas still needed to be cleaned, and the workload was not small, but it could be done throughout the day. Since the place was already clean, maintaining it was enough, so two people were sufficient. The rest would do odd jobs, going wherever they were needed.

Bu Zheng wanted to work in the kitchen because he was a good eater, and being in the kitchen would be the best! So, Bu Zheng recommended himself, saying, "I can cook!"

"Everyone can cook. There's nothing for you to do here. With your appetite, I'm afraid if you go to the kitchen, we won't have enough to eat," someone objected. Although Bu Zheng was not noticeable, those who were with him couldn't help but notice his appetite, especially since everyone had been on the flying ship for several days.

"Then I'll go clean," Bu Zheng said. Cleaning would allow him to investigate various places and also cover up his actions to ensure safety.

"You, a man, go clean? Leave it to the women!" There were still a few female miscellaneous disciples here. Actually, being a woman had its advantages; others would be reluctant to take revenge on girls. Of course, there couldn't be too many girls, or others might think you were afraid and trying to get them to spare you indirectly.

"Then I'll do odd jobs..." Bu Zheng only had this option. This wasn't a good job because doing odd jobs might require going out to buy things, leaving this annex. Of course, Bu Zheng had planned to pretend to have a stomachache if he had to go out.

However, Bu Zheng didn't expect that the odd jobs had nothing to do with him because there was still an important position that hadn't been assigned, and this position was almost the most dangerous.

"It seems we're missing a gatekeeper. You can do this!" "..." Bu Zheng was speechless. A gatekeeper would live in the gatehouse, and while opening the door for people, they might also be the first to be eliminated.

Thus, Bu Zheng ended up with the worst job, and he didn't know if this was self-inflicted. He wanted to stay and do something safe, but ended up with the worst job. Helplessly, after listening to their arrangements, Bu Zheng went to the gatehouse to rest, while the others lived in the courtyard, including the miscellaneous disciples. The courtyards they lived in were all for the miscellaneous disciples, with five people per courtyard, occupying two courtyards. The courtyards where the miscellaneous disciples lived seemed to be on the outer perimeter. If anything happened, they would be the first to be affected. This was normal, as the elite disciples needed to be protected, and they could only serve as a shield.

Bu Zheng didn't care about this because he was already on the outermost perimeter. He was now only talking to his quilt...

"This, this is silk, and it seems to be made of silk inside. I've never slept with such a good quilt in my life. And this pillow, this bed..." He didn't expect that the gatehouse would have such luxurious items, and the tables and chairs inside seemed to be quite expensive. No wonder it was the annex of a prince.

Thus, the little country bumpkin became very excited, and he slept especially well that night because he felt like he owned these things, and it was worth dying for. Ah, spit, spit, spit, what nonsense about dying. I will definitely live a long and healthy life!

Being a gatekeeper was actually a leisurely job. He just needed to be near the gate, very relaxed, and it allowed Bu Zheng to practice and read books, training his lightness skills. Bu Zheng could now stop practicing everything else and focus on his lightness skills, which was a crucial survival skill. Moreover, being a gatekeeper seemed to have its perks. At the beginning, many people came to visit, wanting to improve their relationship with the Qingyun Sword Sect or have their children and grandchildren accepted. In short, at the beginning, there were many people giving gifts. Bu Zheng, being part of the Qingyun Sword Sect and responsible for opening the gate and announcing visitors, would receive some tips. Bu Zheng thought, "No work, no reward" was impossible! He accepted everyone!

Taking such a high risk, receiving some tips was only right. Over these few days, besides receiving tips, Bu Zheng also got to know the soldiers at the gate and learned some information. Otherwise, he would have known nothing about the Qingyun Sword Sect. These soldiers were not from the Qingyun Sword Sect but from the Seven Stars Kingdom's army. Each sect's lodging had soldiers guarding it, which was a natural thing.