85: Chapter 85: Earned 10,000 credits on only his first day at school.
His ranking and Luo Sen's were neck and neck, neither willing to give an inch.
However, if he gave away those 5,000 academic credits now, Du Biao would be without potions for at least half a month, causing him to fall behind by at least one Rank.
The next ranking would allow him to pull away completely; after all, being one step ahead meant staying ahead forever.
For Du Biao to catch up to him—while not impossible—would certainly be much harder than it was now.
But if he didn't pay up, then Du Biao would have no place here.
Du Biao was a ruthless man. Gritting his teeth, he made the transfer, actually sending the 5,000 academic credits to Teacher Su.
He and Luo Sen were evenly matched in strength. He only had 5,000 academic credits left, and he was sure Luo Sen didn't have much more in his own pockets.
He only had 5,000 academic credits left because he had just exchanged them for a Martial Skill.
His strength had already improved, so even when it came to earning academic credits, he would be faster than Luo Sen.
If Luo Sen transferred 5,000 academic credits, he might not even be able to get a Martial Skill.
Exchanging for potions just to level up—what the hell was the use of being just one Rank higher than him?
"Luo Sen, I've already transferred mine, it's your turn!"
Luo Sen was stunned. The guy had actually transferred them—that was 5,000 academic credits! "Are you seriously going to drag me down with you?"
Just as he was hesitating whether to match the amount, Du Biao suddenly laughed, "What's the matter? Did something happen at home that made you stingy?"
"Bullshit."
Luo Sen instinctively glanced at Teacher Su and silently cursed Du Biao, *You bastard, you actually made me curse in front of my goddess.*
Yun Zhuo chuckled, "Forget it. If Senior Luo is reluctant, we won't force him. Right, wifey?"
Teacher Su was still stunned. 5,000 academic credits were likely worth millions; these guys were truly rich and foolish, giving them away without a second thought.
"That's not true. Don't listen to Du Biao's nonsense; that kid never says a single honest word."
Du Biao laughed, "Talk is cheap. The key is in the action."
Luo Sen glared at him irritably. *Whose side are you on, damn it?*
The moment Du Biao transferred those 5,000 academic credits, he regretted it.
But now, if Luo Sen didn't follow suit, he would regret it even more.
"What are you looking at? If you're reluctant to part with a few academic credits, just say so. Do you really think Junior Sister Su cares about your measly credits?"
"It's only 5,000 academic credits. You think I'm as stingy as you?"
With that, Luo Sen gritted his teeth and transferred 5,000 academic credits to Teacher Su as well.
5,000 each meant 10,000 total. Exchanging for the lowest Heaven Rank Low Grade Cultivation Technique or Martial Skill cost 30,000.
Yun Zhuo hadn't expected that on the very first day of school, he would take such a huge step toward acquiring a Heaven Rank Cultivation Technique and Martial Skill.
"Thank you both. You two are just as Senior Sister Ma said—kind and wealthy. There aren't many seniors like you in school. She said asking you for a few hundred academic credits is like child's play."
A few hundred academic credits?
This made both of them recall that 200 academic credit "information fee."
Damn it, that woman didn't actually say that, did she?
Otherwise, how would this kid dare to ask for tens of thousands of academic credits right off the bat?
Never mind that. The important thing was business. As long as he could trick Teacher Su's younger sister into living with him, those 5,000 academic credits would be well spent.
"Um, Junior Sister Su, Ma Ya must have told you, right? The higher the dormitory floor, the higher the concentration of Corrosion Energy, and the faster the Rank-up speed.
The concentration of Corrosion Energy in the detached dormitories is ten times that of the collective dormitories.
Right now, all those admitted through recommendations are lying in their detached dormitories, leveling up. Reaching Rank 30 before school starts is a breeze for them."
Luo Sen finished and looked at Yun Zhuo, his eyes seemingly saying, *You want to level up quickly too, don't you?*
*If you do, hurry up and give me an assist.*
Du Biao added, "Junior Sister Su, and you, little junior, do you know that the first day of school is the freshman placement test? Those who don't meet the strength requirements will be sent back home."
"Based on our experience, it's impossible to pass the test if you haven't reached Rank 25."
Yun Zhuo pretended to be deep in thought. Seeing this, Du Biao and Luo Sen assumed the kid was interested.
To their surprise, he looked up and said, "Thanks for the reminder, seniors. But now that I have your academic credits, my wife and I will easily reach Rank 30 before school starts."
"No, wait—don't you want Junior Sister Su to move into a detached dormitory? There are benefits for you too as her War Spirit Master."
"That won't be necessary. Anyway, my wife and I have things to attend to, so we'll be going now.
You two seniors are good people. Remember to close the door on your way out."
With that, he took Teacher Su's hand, pushed past the two of them, and walked out.
"No, wait..."
"Enough with the 'no's." Yun Zhuo said without looking back, "When Senior Sister Ma said you two were rich and foolish, we doubted it. Now, we believe it."
"Damn it..."
Du Biao pulled back his hand and looked at Luo Sen.
Luo Sen's face turned livid. "What are you looking at me for?"
"You damn... it was you who told me to give the academic credits!"
"And if I told you to go die, would you?"
"Damn it, that bitch Ma Ya!"
Outside the dormitory, on a tree-lined path, Teacher Su pulled on Yun Zhuo's hand. "Xiao Zhuo, we just earned at least a few million, right?"
"A few million? Teacher Su, can you think bigger? We just made at least a hundred million with this move."
"A hundred million! Is it really that much?"
"The purchase price for academic credits on the campus app is listed at 11,000. Did you know that?"
"11,000! They're that valuable?"
"It's probably because the end of the term is approaching. There are exams and such, so the consumption of points is high. That's why this is happening. Usually, it should be around 8,000."
"That's still quite a lot."
"Do you know how many academic credits it takes to exchange for a Heaven Rank Cultivation Technique?"
"Tens of thousands?"
"Something like that. Anywhere from tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands. If you go by current market rates, that's billions. It's damn extortionate."
Teacher Su smiled faintly. "It's already quite cheap. Once you leave campus, you couldn't buy them even if you had the money.
Remember what Uncle said? Chen Kun hired a Grandmaster to teach Chen Bo the Dual-Life Creation technique. It was only for seven days, and there was no guarantee he'd learn it, yet it cost five billion.
Is that expensive?
It's not expensive, because ordinary people can't even get to see a Grandmaster, let alone hire one.
That five billion was definitely a favor."
Yun Zhuo smiled. "That's why we have to take this opportunity to exchange for as many Cultivation Techniques and Martial Skills as we can. Even if we don't use them, we can sell them later."
"Forget about that. The Federation has long since guarded against such tricks. Don't you remember that Martial Skills and Cultivation Techniques require usage certificates? Otherwise, if you get caught, who knows what they'll turn you into.
As for those noble families who can issue their own usage certificates, they don't care about these Cultivation Techniques and Martial Skills anyway."
"Teacher Su, the things you mentioned only control those who are honest and law-abiding.
They can't control the true ambitious ones. Otherwise, the black market wouldn't be able to survive."
"That's true." Teacher Su nodded, then changed the subject. "I'm thirsty."
She pouted toward the supermarket across the road.
"Go on then. Bring me a pack of cigarettes while you're at it," Yun Zhuo chuckled.
"You dare to smoke? I'm telling you to go buy me something."
"Please, big sister, listen to yourself. You hold all the financial power in our family, and yet you're asking me to go buy you water? Even loan sharks aren't as exploitative as you!"
Teacher Su giggled. "Who holds the financial power? Fine, just wait here honestly. Don't run off, you hear me?"
"Got it."
"What do you want to drink?"
"You said 'he who has milk is mother' last time. Have you already forgotten what I like to drink?"
"Pfft, you little pervert. I don't have any."
"Calling me a pervert? Fine, I'm quitting starting today."
"Don't you dare!"
Teacher Su ran off. Yun Zhuo found a bench in front of the green belt and sat down.
He hadn't even gotten comfortable before his vision suddenly darkened. Teacher Su had actually come back.
"You're back?"
"What do you mean 'back'? Teacher Su, are you that worried about me?"