After Chi Yitong had passed for half a month, Yi Feng still hadn't met anyone with ordinary aptitude. This made Yi Feng have to complain that he had really overestimated this different world, but didn't expect most people to be useless.
"Alas!"
"I'll just continue to be a slacker!"
Seeing that he couldn't complete the system's task for a while, Yi Feng could only restore his slacker status, playing with carving and dancing square dances occasionally to exercise his body.
"Ding!"
At this moment, a familiar voice rang out in his mind again.
"It is detected that the host has established a sect for half a month, but still hasn't received any qualified disciples. Here are ten flyers specially prepared for the host."
"Does the host want to receive them?"
"Flyers?"
Yi Feng, who had resumed his slacker status, jumped up from his chair and hurriedly shouted, "Receive them."
In the next moment after Yi Feng's voice sounded out, ten golden flyers fell into Yi Feng's hands.
"Still bothered about not finding a dual cultivation partner?"
"Too few handsome guys and beauties who like you?"
"Recruiting! Recruiting! The Heaven and Earth Sect is recruiting!"
"If you ask which family of gods is best for cultivating, it's the Heaven and Earth Sect of Nansha Pingjiang."
"Here you can regain your male dominance and female gentleness, and reach the pinnacle of life without just dreaming, not just dreaming..."
Looking at the advertising copy on it, Yi Feng frowned. The layout, the art style, it had a strong sense of alley familiarity!
Could this really attract people?
But now the desperate Yi Feng had no other way. He had to grasp at straws.
"So how do I use these flyers?"
Yi Feng couldn't help asking.
"The host just needs to hold the flyer, move his heart and mind, and the flyer can randomly be sent out and fall into the hands of those who meet the host's conditions," the system responded.
"Oh?"
"That's quite magical..."
Yi Feng's eyes flickered and he hurriedly asked, "Then will those who receive the flyers definitely come to me to apprentice?"
"That's up to fate."
The system gave another annoying response.
Yi Feng was speechless.
But now he had no other way. Picking up a flyer, he moved his heart and mind.
Sure enough.
The flyer in his hand scattered into dots of light that dissipated in the air. Soon, Yi Feng had sent out all ten flyers.
Just as Yi Feng was about to lie down, the ground suddenly transmitted heavy footsteps.
Looking up, he saw Chi Yitong carrying a large bowl, his legs swaggering as he rushed towards Yi Feng.
"Master, Master, I've comprehended it!"
As he ran, Chi Yitong shouted excitedly.
"What have you comprehended?"
Yi Feng looked at him in confusion and asked.
"Master, through the cookbook you gave me, I successfully comprehended how to make fried rice. I made it!"
Chi Yitong excitedly shouted as he wiped the sweat from his brow, bringing over a bowl of golden fried rice and placing it in front of Yi Feng.
Wu Chang'an, who had been fiddling with fu paper, happened to walk by. Seeing the fried rice, he was so frightened he jumped.
"My god, this fat guy is awesome. He even made Yangzhou fried rice, and it contains the power of the Great Dao. That's amazing!"
But Yi Feng couldn't help twitching his lips.
This guy was so excited just because he fried some rice?
He really was a foodie!
But seeing how excited the fat guy was, Yi Feng didn't have the heart to discourage him. After praising him, Yi Feng continued, "There are many other things in the cookbook worth your comprehension. Fried rice is just the basics. Keep comprehending!"
"Yes, Master."
Chi Yitong excitedly expressed his thanks and respectfully took his leave, leaving the fried rice on the side.
"It seems quite fragrant?"
Yi Feng sniffed the air, then sat up and patted his belly before picking up the fried rice to taste it.
"This fat guy, the fried rice tastes pretty good. I won't have to worry about not having someone to make midnight snacks in the future."
"Not a bad disciple to take in..."

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