A number of juniors were laying on the grass in the pavilion.

Many of them were groaning.

“Ugh, I’m so tired of being put on herb duty. I’m exhausted.”

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“Yeah my back hurts.”

“I’m sore.”

An elder appeared near them.

“Ohh you juniors and your silly complaining. You all don’t understand how good you have it! Just wait until you reach 700 years old!”