ASER - Chapter 58
Chapter 58: She's Rich
In a sense, space and time were not interconnected, at least A'Diao was completely unaware of this at the moment.
Looking at the several large bookshelves filled with books before her, she had no intention of selling them. After all, she wasn't that foolish; the literary exam was a crucial part of the college entrance examination, and giving these treasures to others would be like killing the goose that lays the golden eggs.
However, she planned to sell other things. The college entrance exam schedule had been released, and during mealtime, she had seen the prices of medicinal herbs skyrocketing.
A'Diao observed the soaring speed and roughly estimated a suitable inflated price to list them. If they sold, she could double her initial investment.
However, with 5 million star coins on hand, she also ordered two days' worth of medicinal ingredients for her formula, arranging for Taobao and the bank to deliver them separately to the school.
All the necessary supplies for her residence were already in place, so A'Diao didn't need to tidy up. She first had Xiao Yuanbao sort out the books and notes she planned to read that night. After she took a bath and read for half an hour... the VIP delivery personnel from Taobao and the bank, having passed the security check by the guards outside the residential area, personally delivered the items to A'Diao.
After glancing at A'Diao's residence, the delivery person's expression became even more respectful and polite. They left immediately after she signed for the delivery.
Forget "clothes make the man"; these days, there was no more straightforward status symbol than real estate.
Of course, this was property of Jinling Academy. Right now, A'Diao didn't even have enough money to buy a single tile from its bathroom.
Due to their high value, both packages were in secure boxes. If they were tampered with, the bank would know immediately and dispatch experts, as well as notify the authorities for a joint pursuit.
In fact, the bank was one of the most formidable powers in the world, so A'Diao wasn't worried about her multi-million-coin items being targeted. However, to conceal the formula's ingredients, she had mixed in many unnecessary components with the medicinal herbs. Although it cost a bit more money, it was a precaution.
Toilet: Actually, even if they knew the ingredients, it would be ineffective without knowing the proportions. The formula is so complex, only you know it.
A'Diao: "NONONO, never underestimate the experts in this world. Capable people are everywhere. Chen Xun, a third-year high school student, can independently create an intelligent robot worth millions. What if some big shot from the traditional Chinese medicine department analyzes these herbs? They might just figure out the formula. Or worse, if they sense its importance, they might capture and interrogate me. Do you think I could withstand that?"
Hmm, that makes sense. You look like a spineless traitor at first glance.
The Toilet didn't argue further.
However, there were plenty of people buying medicinal herbs all over the world now. A'Diao estimated that more than half of Class 1 were secretly doing so. Only those like the Tian siblings, who lacked money and background, could only slowly accumulate resources.
After receiving the medicinal herbs, A'Diao returned to her room... This time, she didn't use the rice cooker.
The cultivation room was equipped with a separate compartment, which housed a dedicated pharmacy. Inside, there was specialized equipment for brewing medicine—more professional and safer. Beside it was a pool for medicinal baths.
A'Diao read for another hour, but she had already filled a small notebook with drafts.
Was it difficult? Was she going bald?
No. Her pen moved like a dragon and a snake; the more she calculated these problems, the more excited she became.
She loved mathematics the most. Why? Because she enjoyed the thrill of conquering difficult problems, as if all the numbers were particles she controlled, which could be reassembled into any answer she desired.
And mathematics was recognized as the fundamental subject that best tested intelligence precisely because of this extraordinary sense of conquest.
Beep, beep, beep. The medicine furnace automatically issued a notification: the brewing was complete.
A'Diao quickly solved the last problem, got up, and entered the pharmacy. The door closed, and a few minutes later, the tightly shut door suppressed all the painful groans within.
An hour later, A'Diao, who had struggled several times to climb out of the pool, washed off the superficial blood scabs. However, these scabs were mixed with many gray substances—impurities expelled from her meridians and transported out of her body through her blood.
Toilet: "The purpose of 'Tendon Separation and Bone Realignment' is to restructure your meridians and bones. Right now, it's just widening your meridians, increasing the speed and capacity at which you absorb Spiritual Energy. When your meridians are fully expanded, your physique will undergo another transformation. Seven days' worth is probably not enough. I just calculated it; to complete the Tendon Separation and Bone Realignment, it will take about fourteen days. However, if you can form your spirit cluster and master Spirit Power, this time can likely be halved, because the body tempering effects of Spiritual Energy and Spirit Power are two different things."
A'Diao also understood this principle. If she could save half the time, she could save seven days' worth of medicine, which meant saving 17.5 million star coins.
Every step she took sent excruciating pain through her swollen meridians, no less than a woman who had just given birth being forced to do manual labor. But A'Diao still changed her clothes and went to the neighboring Fuxiang Garden under the cover of night.
Although it was night, the vast Jinling Academy was still bustling with activity, and students could be seen exercising everywhere.
Study during the day, cultivate at night.
However, not many people came to Fuxiang Garden, because few could gather 50 points at present, except for those wealthy and powerful scions who used spirit cores to access the Small Spirit Gate resources.
But even for them, spirit cores were likely resources that were extremely difficult to buy even with money. They usually roped in wilderness squads from various places, had them reclaim wasteland and raid dungeons, and then bought spirit cores from them at high prices.
The truly powerful were the families with official ranks, because the imperial court was the largest concentration point for spirit cores.
Therefore, A'Diao had a feeling that Yuan Shu would be extremely pained by the 20 Level 1 spirit cores he had been tricked out of today.
That was 20 points!
A'Diao arrived at the Fuxiang Garden management office. Perhaps the memory of her burying Cui Yun alive earlier was too profound, as the teacher at the management office recognized A'Diao at a glance.
"Want to go in? 50 points per session, one hour each time."
The teacher sized up A'Diao, thinking to himself that the Chen family doted on this child quite a bit. Could they have given her 50 spirit cores at once to exchange for points? Otherwise, where would a current student get the points to exchange for uses of the Small Spirit Gate?
However, no matter how he looked at her, her physical condition seemed very weak, and her breathing was unsteady. Had something gone wrong with her cultivation?
As it turned out, A'Diao casually took out an official government token.
"These are universal, right?"
The teacher was surprised. He glanced at it and said, "To encourage contributors, the imperial court makes these merit-based uses universal. Similarly, people from our school who obtain such merit tokens can also exchange them for uses at the Small Spirit Gates set up by the government. It's the same principle."
"You can go in. Use it once first?"
A'Diao: "No, I'll use all five sessions at once. Five hours."
A'Diao didn't place too much importance on these sessions, which others considered incredibly precious. Resources were only effective when consumed and converted into one's own strength. She needed to become stronger as quickly as possible and then go to the dungeons to gather resources.
She had to progress faster than that dog Cui Liang.
This was her right, and the teacher couldn't say anything. However, he was vaguely worried that the child was squandering these hard-earned resources so lavishly because her cultivation wasn't going smoothly and she had lost her mind.
After A'Diao entered, the corridor was constructed based on the spatial principles of a mist-filled space. The token automatically pointed the way, guiding her to her designated Spiritual Energy room.
When A'Diao looked up, she could see that the ceiling was made of the same material as the cultivation room of Class 1, or perhaps even stronger, capable of withstanding extremely powerful attacks. However, its core definitely contained pipes for transporting Spiritual Energy.
The Small Spirit Gate was at the core, and each partitioned cultivation room collectively formed a labyrinth. Only an exclusive token could point the way; otherwise, ordinary people would find it difficult to enter or exit. This was to prevent it from being exploited by malicious individuals for sabotage and murder.
A'Diao quickly found her room, number 35.
Upon entering, she was hit by a dense wave of Spiritual Energy, more than ten times stronger than that in the Class 1 cultivation room.
This wasn't just an increase in quantity, but also in efficiency.
A'Diao, having just undergone a session of tendon separation, felt a jolt throughout her body, as if every pore was frantically absorbing Spiritual Energy. Nevertheless, she routinely checked to ensure there were no surveillance or other sensory devices inside.
That made sense. Cultivation was a private matter. If the imperial court didn't dare to do such things, the academy certainly wouldn't.
Only then did she use the vacuum-packed 101 and the vacuum-compressed 202 together!
After the two covers overlapped, A'Diao took out the Toilet. Four wisps of Spiritual Energy were released simultaneously. Combined with the compression from 202, it was equivalent to a twenty-fold increase in the Spiritual Energy environment, plus the continuously compressed spiritual liquid from 202, resulting in a twenty-fold increase in absorption efficiency.
With everything ready, A'Diao began to simultaneously establish two spirit clusters!
An hour later, both spirit clusters were formed simultaneously.
So efficient, it was terrifying!
After forming the spirit clusters, A'Diao suddenly found the second step surprisingly easy for her.
Uh, in just ten minutes, she had compressed all the Spiritual Energy in both spirit clusters into liquid form—that is, Spirit Power.
But she also understood that this was a manifestation of her aptitude and comprehension. Something that people like Bai He and Cheng Zhang hadn't managed to do even after several hours was extremely easy for her.
Moreover, she didn't even understand why it was so difficult for them. This was innate.
Heaven had blessed her with talent.
However... A'Diao didn't proceed directly to the third step. Instead, she frantically absorbed Spiritual Energy, enduring for the last hour until almost all five hours were used up. Looking at the heavy liquid within both spirit clusters, she then seized the final ten minutes...
With a flick of her finger, a wisp of pulsating Spirit Power was released from her fingertip.
Five hours completed. Three steps to mastering Spirit Power: GET.
At this moment, she had truly stepped over the threshold of a Forbidden Master.
Seeing that there were still five minutes left, A'Diao got up, moved her body a bit, used Little Fist, mobilized a wisp of Spirit Power, and delivered a swift punch to the force tester provided in the room.
Speed and power erupted.
Bang!!
Strength Level: G7.
She was just a little bit away from the next level, F.
Spirit Power Level: G3.
Now, even if Yuan Shu wasn't controlled by her pickled vegetables and glue, if they fought head-on, she was confident she could take him down in a few moves, because the Spirit Power within her body was no longer weaker than his.
Five hours in the Small Spirit Gate plus the Toilet's Spiritual Energy output was comparable to more than ten days of cultivation for others.
Tomorrow was the combat skills class. There might be fighting again. Those people would definitely be raring to show off their skills, so she had to work hard too.
The distance between her residence and Fuxiang Garden was only a one or two-minute walk. Few students came this way, so no one had seen A'Diao going back and forth, nor did anyone know that after returning to Shanzhu Ju, she went back to the cultivation room and used the Toilet to cultivate.
"It seems now that the Toilet's four wisps of Spiritual Energy are only equivalent to one-third of the Small Spirit Gate's Spiritual Energy output. But if its level increases... it will eventually be comparable to the Small Spirit Gate."
Toilet: "When I reach level four, I'll be equivalent to a Small Spirit Gate. So you need to speed up your leveling. You should know that those peerless geniuses in Kyoto probably all use Medium Spirit Gates, or even Large Spirit Gates."
Your words put a lot of pressure on me. Am I going to provoke them?
Though she said that, A'Diao still fed five spirit cores to the Toilet. Then she glanced at her phone and saw her bank account balance was 28 million.
The medicinal herbs she had listed were all sold.
All in one night.
"There are so many rich people, and it truly shows a parent's love for their child."
A'Diao sighed with emotion while using all this money to order more medicinal herbs for Tendon Separation and Bone Realignment. However, the herbs she sold had increased in price, and naturally, the herbs she needed to buy had also increased. 2.5 million per dose was no longer enough; it had soared to 3 million. But there was nothing she could do. A'Diao still had one dose left, so she bought another nine days' worth, making it a total of ten days.
If she had money on hand, she wouldn't hesitate to spend more to temper her muscles and bones more thoroughly.
The next day was combat skills class. Early in the morning, before the teacher arrived, all 50 students were already there. A'Diao, as usual, was holding a delicious three-delicacy bun, squatting in a corner by the classroom to eat her breakfast.
This corner was great. She could overlook the beautiful campus scenery and also see... some P.E. students doing morning exercises on the sports field. Shirtless and muscular, oh, so delicious.
Tian Zhongye: "The bun is delicious."
Tian Zhongxiang: "It's very delicious."
A'Diao: "Of course, what I choose is delicious."
Zhou Xiuhe, who was passing by, glanced over and saw the three of them eating buns while staring at a group of students running on the sports field.
Each one was 1.8 meters tall, running past majestically with bare upper bodies, well-defined pectoral muscles, strong physiques, smooth skin... A hand reached out from behind and covered her eyes.
Ming Zeye said slowly, "How about I go down and run too?"
Zhou Xiuhe: "Don't. If you go down, those people will lose their reason for existence."
A'Diao and the others watched this huge display of public affection and suddenly felt that the pan-fried buns in their hands weren't fragrant anymore.
Zhou Xiuhe smiled at everyone, then pulled Ming Zeye away. But on the way, she said slowly, "Given the temperaments of those three, they'll probably stick together. But that Song Ling is clearly not one of them. We can try to work on that. Does that Zhongchuan Mingxiu really think we're so aloof and otherworldly?"
The two lowered their voices and quickly entered the classroom.
When A'Diao finished eating and entered the classroom, she found that her classmates' spirits were exceptionally high today.
Oh right, today was an auspicious day for fighting.
A'Diao discreetly found a seat, her gaze sweeping over some people, pondering that the average person here was of intermediate "conquerability." She wondered who the advanced one was.
Tuoba?
Currently, he seemed to have the highest probability.
But human potential couldn't be fully measured by exams alone, just like herself... Besides, people like Tuoba had gone through internal selection.
A'Diao couldn't make up her mind for a moment. She reviewed the "thought power" she had gathered earlier and found that while others had contributed some, Tuoba and a few others basically gave none. This also matched the characteristics of high-level "conquerable" individuals, just like Qu Jiangnan.
They didn't give an iota of thought power; their temperament was incredibly stable.
A'Diao pondered for a moment, then suddenly spoke: "Fellow classmates, we're going to fight today. To avoid hurting feelings, let's add each other as friends and create a group chat in advance. This will help us cultivate camaraderie."
Someone who won fights using stinky pickled vegetables had the nerve to talk about camaraderie? Many people secretly dissed her, and Yuan Shu sneered.
But Zhongchuan Mingxiu glanced at A'Diao, his smile gentle: "Classmate A'Diao, are you creating the group?"
"If you don't have a group, I can create one. If you do have a group, add me."
Zhongchuan Mingxiu: "Let's forget it then. Everyone should focus on cultivation. Those things are rather meaningless."
A'Diao: "Really? Alright then."
Zhongchuan Mingxiu thought the matter was over, but three seconds later, a notification popped up on his phone: "Dear A'Diao" has sent a friend request.
Could she be surrendering?
Zhongchuan Mingxiu narrowed his eyes and accepted. Before he could ask, she sent a message: Quick, add me to the group!
She knows I have a group?
Zhongchuan Mingxiu composed himself and typed back: I don't have a group.
A'Diao: Really?
Zhongchuan Mingxiu: Really.
His "Really" message failed to send, with a notification: No longer friends.
From Zhongchuan Mingxiu +999!
Oh ho, finally a breakthrough. It wasn't easy, A'Diao sighed inwardly.
The door suddenly opened.
The instructor was named Shi Dagang. His name sounded domineering, and indeed, he was two meters tall with an aura of two-point-eight meters, his voice deep and resonant like thunder. But unlike Qu Jiangnan's gentle-breeze-and-fine-rain, soft-knife style from yesterday, this man didn't like to beat around the bush. As soon as he arrived, he told them to go to the school's Area A.
Area A was the school's central plaza, also the central area surrounded by the campus supermarket and shopping mall. However, it had recently been closed for construction, and students were forbidden to enter. Had it reopened?
Shi Dagang didn't say much and directly led them over.
Area A had indeed been completed. A mechanical construction team was dismantling and recovering the isolation barrier. When the barrier disappeared, everyone saw a tower forty to fifty meters high.
It looked very much like some classical palace towers in Kyoto, but it also had a touch of Daoist solemn and ancient charm. Some tiles clearly had golden patterns and runes, looking very profound.
On the side stood a modern intelligent public screen that would display rankings. But obviously, there were no scores yet. It was estimated that these third-year high school students would be the first batch to enter.
The tower's plaque was engraved: Clearance Points Tower.
Such an ancient and classical place suddenly had such a plain name; it really caught people off guard.
But true to its name, everyone became excited. A grand undertaking, this was a grand undertaking! No wonder it was constructed on such a large scale.
A student named Dai Qiang suddenly had a sharp look in his eyes and said, "Teacher, are you letting us go in to clear it today?"
Shi Dagang gave him a strange look, a half-smile on his face. "Just go in. Forget about clearing it."
Hmph, who was he looking down on? Everyone felt indignant, especially since these words were also heard by students from Class 2, Class 3, and other classes brought by their respective teachers.
After the senior students from the previous third year who had stayed behind were sent to the college entrance examination sites, Jinling Academy currently had a total of 10 true third-year classes. Compared to other schools that often had a dozen or more classes, this was already very streamlined. However, apart from the 200 students admitted through the entrance exam, the remaining 300 were basically admitted through internal selection.
Class 1 was recognized as a gathering place for geniuses. Usually, the 10 classes were located in different areas, and apart from public areas like the cafeteria, they rarely saw each other. This was their first collective meeting.
The atmosphere between them naturally had a subtle scent of gunpowder.
However, the combat skills teachers like Shi Dagang seemed to have a very "good" relationship. As soon as they met, they greeted each other with nicknames like "Doggy," "Big Pig," "Two-Face," "Dear Little Moron," and so on.
Well, let's just assume they were being harmonious and not sarcastic.
Teacher Doggy was the head teacher of Class 2. He looked at the students of Class 1 and said with a smile, "Big Kong, I think your class students will definitely all clear the 1st floor this time. Maybe some will even reach the 2nd, 3rd, or 4th floor in one go. Unlike our class students, it's worrying."
Shi Dagang also smiled, "Don't say that. If not even one of them can pass the 1st floor, where will we hide our faces?"
Teacher Doggy sneered.
Shi Dagang smirked.
Between the students of the two classes... Class 2 felt that the Class 1 students had their eyes on top of their heads, looking down on them. They all wore arrogant expressions and didn't even bother to glance at them. What did they mean by that!
A female student from Class 2 said discontentedly, "What's so great about them? They don't even look at people properly."
A'Diao was right beside her. Hearing this, she comforted, "Don't be angry. They don't mean it. Basically, they don't even look their own classmates in the eye, let alone you."
The awkward "internal force" from the other internally selected students of Class 1 wafted up, generating several thousand "thought power" points in minutes.
Dog A'Diao, the conflict between the internally selected and the exam-admitted students is a family shame not to be aired in public! What do you mean by this!
Some students in Class 2 were also those ranked after 11th in the entrance exam. They all recognized A'Diao. Hearing her say this, they understood the conflict between the internally selected and the exam-admitted students, a conflict present in every class.
Logically, the top 50 internally selected students initially thought they were securely in the strongest Class 1. However, after the entrance exam, 10 of the internally selected were pushed into Class 2 by A'Diao and her group. They were resentful, dissatisfied with A'Diao's ten on one hand, and looking down on the other students in Class 2 on the other. Their bitter attitude was quite strong. Seeing A'Diao speak like this, one of them couldn't hold back and said sarcastically, "If you're strong enough, how could you be looked down upon?"
As soon as this person spoke, Cheng Zhang and the others knew he was courting death.
Indeed, A'Diao smiled and replied, "Makes sense. You're talking about me. But according to the shameless double-standard dog's bidirectional conservation law—if you're looked down upon and kicked out, you'll become stronger. That's talking about you."
Damn!
This person was so angry his face was about to explode.
But surprisingly, no one spoke up for him, including Yuan Shu and the others.
When it came to verbal sparring, the malignant tumor Chen A'Diao had never lost.
Ming Zeye and the others couldn't be bothered with such trivial matters. In their eyes, A'Diao's petty bickering was unpresentable and a pure waste of time.
This person, Chen A'Diao... truly lacked the aura of a strong individual.
At least, not at this moment.
Look at her, having angered the person so much they were fuming, she was overjoyed, like Granny Wang who sold three melons and couldn't stop praising them.
Of course A'Diao was happy. Wow, this person was indeed unlikable. After roasting him, she gained so much "ill feeling" and "good feeling" thought power. Just by standing at the door for a while and saying a few words, she had gained 30,000 thought power points.
She herself could be sarcastic, but the petty squabbles among students were indeed small-minded. The teachers also didn't like a troublemaker like A'Diao, but they didn't say anything. Shi Dagang glanced at A'Diao and told everyone to register and go try the tower.
"Go early, return early."
This Big Kong never had anything good to say, yet he had the nerve to dislike me.
A'Diao rolled her eyes and went in.
The Clearance Points Tower itself occupied a considerable area, more than enough to accommodate several hundred students. There was a registration desk in the lobby. One could simply swipe their campus ID wristband, and the system would automatically arrange the order for tackling the tower. In reality, there wasn't much of an order to speak of; according to the system's records, it could accommodate 300 people tackling the tower simultaneously.
"That must be a simulated space then, it can't be a real space."
"Who knows? We'll find out when we go in."
"Look, there's a registration here. It says clearing the first floor gives 50 points."
If, at first, everyone was curious about the principles of this tower—after all, something that might have been commonplace in the first generation was something they were essentially learning from scratch three hundred years later.
But a few individuals with backgrounds and connections were much calmer than them. They directly swiped their cards, got to the front of the line, and then entered a small door, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
It was indeed a subspace simulated assessment.
A'Diao's eyes lit up, and she asked the Toilet.
Toilet: "Inside this tower, there should be a very high-level spatial-type Spiritual Vessel, and some Forbidden Items are used in conjunction with it to achieve this effect. You'll experience it during your test later. Its point rewards are very good."
Of course, they were very good. A'Diao looked at the information notification.
First Floor: 50 Points.
Second Floor: 200 Points.
Third Floor: 800 Points.
Third Floor: 2400 Points.
Fourth Floor: 9600 Points.
There were nine floors in total. For each higher floor, the points quadrupled from the previous one.
It looked terrifying, but if you calculated carefully, for example, the fourth floor's 9600 points, divided by 50 points for one hour's use of the Small Spirit Gate, equaled 192 hours, which was 8 days.
How many rooms were in one Small Spirit Gate, and what was its daily usage rate? Moreover, Jinling Academy currently had a total of three Spirit Gates—one medium and two small. The exchange conditions for the Medium Spirit Gate were even higher, so there was no fear of being unable to afford the point usage rate of Jinling Academy's teachers and students.
However, it was probably not that easy for the student body to obtain them. Currently, it primarily served the school's teachers.
A'Diao paid attention for a while, and soon it was her turn to tackle the tower.
She was already a step behind. Most of the people from Class 1 had already registered. The faster ones, like Tuoba and others, had already gone in. However, when it was Yuan Shu's turn, for some reason, he suddenly walked over and issued a challenge to A'Diao.
"Chen A'Diao, let's compete to see who clears a higher floor of the tower. Do you dare to accept the challenge?"
Huh? A higher tower floor?
I fucking doubt I can even beat the first floor.
However, it was rare for Yuan Shu to deliver himself to her doorstep. A'Diao reckoned that if she couldn't pass, this idiot definitely couldn't either.
"What's the bet? Five million star coins?" A'Diao decided to fleece him again.
But this time, Yuan Shu was smarter.
"Alright, but we need to verify funds. I have the capital for five million, even ten million. What about you? How much money do you have?"
Oh dear, this idiot has gotten smarter.
I really don't have any money left, just a few hundred thousand star coins.
A'Diao: "If I lose, would I break the agreement? Don't we even have this much trust as classmates?"
Yuan Shu could tell at a glance that this person indeed couldn't afford five million star coins. The Chen family wasn't extremely wealthy to begin with. If Chen Ran wanted to achieve top performance, he couldn't be a corrupt official; naturally, there were gains and losses. Moreover, according to intelligence, Chen Ran mostly used this daughter born of a concubine and hadn't even wanted to acknowledge her at first, so it was impossible for him to give her much money.
"Heh, trying to catch a white wolf with bare hands, what skill, Chen A'Diao. You're so shameless..."
Yuan Shu never actually intended to compete with A'Diao. He had just timed his intelligence gathering perfectly and planned to humiliate Chen A'Diao. But in the next second.
"She has money."
A clear, crisp voice came, like breaking frost mixed with snow.
Song Ling walked out from behind, her fingers holding her phone. The screen displayed a balance of over ten million. "Here's ten million. Verify the funds."
Yuan Shu was stunned, and some people nearby were also dumbfounded.
It wasn't shock that Song Ling had this much money, but shock that she would stand up for Chen A'Diao.
Not far away, Zhongchuan Mingxiu narrowed his eyes but said nothing, just watched.
Others also watched.
Song Ling, who could make people feel the chill of a winter plum blossom within a day, was like an iceberg when still. When she moved, however, she was like rustling green bamboo—refreshing and decisive.
"If it's confirmed, then we can compete, right?"
Yuan Shu was momentarily intimidated by her aura, but soon became slightly embarrassed and annoyed. "Song Ling, you are also a disciple of the Song family. My Yuan family and your Song family have dealings. If you do this, I'm afraid..."
"Are we competing or not?"
...
After Song Ling retorted, seeing Yuan Shu's darkened face, her voice was like light snow: "Being able to catch a white wolf with bare hands is also a skill. But to have capital yet lack the ability to profit, to not even have the courage to place a bet, yet have the confidence to mock others—does such a person deserve to talk about friendship with me?"
Her slender, fair fingers lightly pressed, and the screen went dark. The way she looked at Yuan Shu was as if he were dust.
Judging by her background, capital, and appearance, even if Song Ling was low-key, she was publicly acclaimed as the school belle of this cohort at Jinling Academy. A girl like her was a silent focal point wherever she stood. She didn't need to speak to win over countless people. But similarly, if she opened her mouth to criticize you, your self-esteem would suffer immense damage.
Then it would turn into anger and hatred.
Yuan Shu indeed exploded. "Fine, ten million! I'll bet with you! Not just Chen A'Diao, but you too, Song Ling! I'll bet ten million with each of you! If you lose, give me twenty million. I'll allow you to owe me."
Such grandiosity.
Zhongchuan Mingxiu suddenly spoke: "Playing this big? Why don't I join in too? Two versus two, how about that?"
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