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In just ten minutes, Lin Jiansheng and He Zhiqiu became best friends.

When they saw the two of them walk into the canteen at the end of the town, the ascendants who were eating fell silent at the same time and revealed strange expressions.

Lin Jiansheng was an ascender who had completed the assessment mission in the shortest time possible, while He Zhiqiu was an old fart who had worked hard to farm for ten years but had yet to pass the assessment. The fact that the two of them appeared in the canteen together was truly puzzling and surprising.

He Zhiqiu naturally noticed the gazes of these people. Embarrassment immediately appeared on his old face. Lin Jiansheng said nothing about it. He only grabbed He Zhiqiu's arm and pulled him towards an empty table. "Brother He, let's sit at this table."

"Okay."

The moment Lin Jiansheng sat down, Mr. Bai, the chef in the canteen, walked out.