Invincible Little School Doctor Chapter 2344: This Woman Really Holds a Grudge!

"Shameless, utterly shameless!"

Upon hearing Ye Haochuan’s request, Manager Wu inwardly cursed Ye Haochuan’s ancestors up to eighteen generations.

The trial quota for official disciples, he only had three annually. A deacon had taken one previously, offering substantial benefits and a favor in return. And this guy thinks he can just ask and get one?

He was about to voice his objection, but the surrounding official disciples impatiently interjected, "It’s just a trial quota, isn’t it? I think being able to prepare such excellent spirit meals is a significant contribution to the West Peak. It’s reasonable for him to get this quota."

"But..." Manager Wu still wanted to resist.

"What? Is there anyone in the Spirit Meal Room who can make better spirit meals than he can?" one disciple retorted.

"Well... I haven’t heard of anyone..." Manager Wu replied awkwardly.

"That settles it then. With such a breakthrough contribution, this trial quota is well-deserved, right everyone?" The disciple stirred up the crowd.

"Yes, well-deserved!"

Many others echoed in agreement.

With a bitter face, Manager Wu, though unable to argue back, reluctantly conceded, "The quota is yours!"

Ye Haochuan’s face visibly brightened with a smile, without any attempt to hide it.

Initially, he hadn’t expected the Chief Steward to get involved in this matter.

He had been worried about how to secure the quota, but the opportunity came unexpectedly and successfully.

Now, he only needed to wait a month. Passing the trial would make him an official disciple, allowing him to earn contribution points to exchange for an entry into the Central Peak Treasure Vault.

Although a million points is daunting, it’s better than staying here cooking for others indefinitely.

On the side, the Deputy Manager was seething with anger as Ye Haochuan not only didn’t get ousted, but actually gained a trial quota for official disciples.

"So what if he’s alive and well? He’s unwilling to share his recipe, producing only one pot of spirit meal each day, which isn’t enough for everyone!"

The Deputy Manager felt he had found Ye Haochuan’s weakness and began stirring up trouble again.

Sure enough, the hope that had appeared on the official disciples’ faces quickly turned into conflict.

Especially those cultivators with lesser strength, who didn’t dare to compete with the stronger ones. Wouldn’t that mean they’d have to watch others enjoy the spirit meals every day?

As the crowd became noisy again, Ye Haochuan’s eyes twinkled. He laughed and said, "Isn’t it just about making sure everyone has porridge to drink? I have a solution!"

"What solution?"

All attention turned to Ye Haochuan at his words.

"It’s simple. Make me the Deputy Manager of District C of the Spirit Meal Room, and I’ll ensure that all spirit meals produced in District C are of this high-level quality you see now!" Ye Haochuan said with a gleeful smile.

"Alright, let’s do it!" Everyone expressed their delight.

Though a Deputy Manager is nominally an assistant, they are actually selected from the outer sect disciples, and aren’t held in high regard by these official disciples.

In their eyes, the steward is the lowest level of leadership in the South Sect, while the deputy is merely there to serve them.

Such a dispensable existence, in exchange for everyone having high-level spirit meals, is too worthwhile.

The Deputy Manager looked almost ready to cry.

Upgrading all spirit meals to high quality doesn’t necessarily require being Deputy Manager.

He had worked for decades, climbing from squad leader to deputy director, only for it to be easily taken away, a blatant act of bullying!

He now wished he could slap himself. What was the point of rambling on for nothing?

If he hadn’t said that line, Ye Haochuan might not have thought to popularize the spirit meals or even considered replacing him.

But now, regret was pointless.

Manager Wu, pressured by the crowd, had already agreed.

In an instant, the Deputy Manager looked as if struck by lightning, collapsing to the ground.

My career, my career, is it forever ruined just like this?

With that thought, the Deputy Manager felt an overwhelming heartache, fainting in frustration.

Unfortunately, no one was concerned about the life or death of a demoted Deputy Manager. After discussing their anticipation for the next day’s spirit meal, the official disciples left, each filled with hope.

"Brat, what’s the point of getting the trial quota? To succeed in the trial, you also need to survive until then! Offending me was the most wrong choice of your life."

With a cold sneer in his heart, Manager Wu cast a hateful look at Ye Haochuan and left as well.

When everyone had left, only the cultivators of the Spirit Meal Room remained around.

They stared at Ye Haochuan in a daze, the shock in their hearts clearly expressed.

This guy seemed to show up here for the first time, didn’t he? How did he suddenly become their superior and even secure a trial quota for official disciples?

Such a thing was beyond their wildest dreams.

Hua Biqiao and Xiong Hong approached Ye Haochuan, feeling like they were in a different world.

They also didn’t expect their new squad leader, after just half a day, to be promoted directly. Judging by his promotion speed, Ye Haochuan was definitely the fastest in the South Sect.

"The group activity is over; everyone can go home and find their parents!"

Ye Haochuan cheerfully waved his hand and led Hua Biqiao and Xiong Hong towards the Pot Stove Room, leaving the other Pot Stove Room cultivators looking at each other. After a long pause, they grudgingly returned, holding their untouched spirit meals.

"Squad leader, you’re finally back, something big has happened!"

In the Pot Stove Room, Xu Dewen paced nervously. Seeing Ye Haochuan, he anxiously exclaimed.

"What, has Xiong Hong been beaten up again?"

Ye Haochuan suddenly recalled Hua Biqiao’s similar demeanor earlier, and couldn’t help but joke.

Xiong Hong, right behind him, felt instantly awkward at these words.

"It’s something really big!"

Xu Dewen said gravely, without a hint of humor. "I went to the Medicine Warehouse to collect tomorrow’s spirit meal ingredients. Everything was fine until Alchemist Yin went out and declared the ingredients for Class 13 stopped, then kicked me out."

Damn, this woman really holds grudges!

Ye Haochuan was dumbfounded but didn’t dwell on it. He said, "What’s the big deal? If she doesn’t give us the ingredients and we can’t make spirit meals, the blame will trace back to her."

"It’s not that simple!"

Xu Dewen, almost in tears, exclaimed, "You might not know how much West Peak values Alchemist Yin. Put it this way, higher-ups definitely wouldn’t hold her accountable for just one pot of spirit meal. In the end, we’ll be the ones to bear all the blame."

Damn, more preferential treatment, such things are really common in the temple!

Ye Haochuan was speechless and said to the others, "Don’t worry. I’ll go talk to that woman!"