Ninth class citizen

Chapter 101: An Erqi th Magnitude Star
"At the very least, we can reach the fourth level!" Pei Guang said confidently:

"And it's a top-grade fourth-grade one!"

When the president heard this, he realized something was wrong.

"Dean Pei, just as you said, the material of this three-edged spike is too low-grade, how can it become a fourth-grade top-grade one?"

"The fact that you can ask such a question is enough to prove that you have no future in components." Pei Guang looked at the president as if he were looking at a piece of rotten wood:
"There are clearly three first-order ice energy patterns. Do you understand what they represent?"

"Three patterns, could it be possible to empower three first-order ice skills?" Nan Rong guessed casually.

"Absolutely right!" Pei Guang looked at Nan Rong and immediately changed his expression, smiling as brightly as he could: "Or they say some people are good at everything. This understanding is better than those who can't even get by on the wall!"

The students who couldn't paste the wall lowered their heads and continued to work.

They have become accustomed to all kinds of verbal attacks from their mentor and dean, and do not feel ashamed or sad about it at all.

Besides, compared with those who can blindly carve out the combination of patterns just now, they really can't even come close.

They are all mortals. The girl with a boat-shaped mask and a ponytail is probably not a human.

After Pei Guang finished scolding his student, he suddenly realized that he had to establish a good image of a mentor in the little girl's mind, so he put on a friendly face and explained:

“You should know that these three ice energy patterns correspond to the first-order extraordinary ice skill: Ice Bullet.

In other words, it can be used twice a day, with three ice bullets each time, which is already a pretty good mid-range supernatural weapon."

"How much is it worth?" Nan Rong asked, "50 Cowens?"

Pei Guang laughed. "It's a fourth-tier supernatural weapon that has armor-piercing toughness and three first-tier ice skills. If it's less than 80 Cowans, don't even think about selling it. If you auction it, it won't be difficult to get over a million."

"Oh my god!" The president and General Manager Jin exchanged a glance, then turned to Nan Rong and said, "Director Wu, if you trust us, let us find a buyer. Of course, due to time constraints, it may not be sold for as high as 100 million Cowens."

"Are you going to sell this three-edged spike?" Pei Guang looked at Nan Rong with a gleam in his eyes.

"Yes." The president answered quickly, "The original intention of the mistaken secretary to make this spike was to sell it to make up for the compensation for our club."

"Then why bother going far away?" Pei Guang said with a smile: "Our college happens to have a lot of surplus funds, which are specifically used to purchase components that can be used as teaching aids. This one from your club is just right."

Selling it to the school? The president and General Manager Jin were both a little unhappy.

Because as students of this school, I am naturally at a disadvantage when it comes to bargaining.

"Well, this weapon was made by Wu herself, from materials to production. So we have to listen to her on how to sell it," said General Manager Jin.

Dean Pei smiled slyly: "Xiaowu, it doesn't matter who you sell it to, why don't you consider our hospital?"

"I won't sell it to you." Nan Rong said without hesitation.

"Why?" Pei Guang was puzzled. "Are you afraid that I will lose your money? I won't let my students lose money. How about 850,000 Cowens? You can sell it at an auction for a higher price, but after deducting the handling fee, it won't be much different. It's better to sell it now and save more time."

The president and General Manager Jin blinked at Nan Rong desperately.

They originally thought that Dean Pei would offer a low price of 500,000 or 600,000, so they didn't want to trade. But 850,000 was actually beyond their psychological expectations.

But Nan Rong didn't pay any attention to their little actions.

"No." She still refused.

"Another hundred thousand, that should be fine, right?" "This is not about how much money it is."

"What's that for?" Dean Pei was confused.

"Because I don't want to do business with someone named Pei. It's a bad omen."

Nan Rong said as he walked out first. The president and General Manager Jin followed behind with awkward smiles on their faces.

Dean Pei stood there panting, obviously he had not yet recovered his breath.

Those students, whose ears had perked up, suddenly had a very bad premonition, buried their heads even lower, and moved their hands faster.

Sure enough, before Nan Rong and his party walked out of the maintenance hall, a burst of angry roars came from behind them.

Alfa, who was hiding outside the door, opened the door for Nan Rong and gave him a bunch of flattery.

"It's the first time that Alpha has seen such a highly efficient energy circuit. It's so bright. Mi Gan is really amazing. He will definitely become a famous component master in the history of the Federation."

General Manager Jin and the president looked at each other again, as if they understood why Nan Rong was willing to spend 5 Cowens to keep the robot.

It turns out that it is not completely dull and rigid. It can flatter people when necessary and sounds quite sincere.

As soon as he came out of the mecha maintenance hall, Nan Rong threw the three-edged spike into the president's hand.

The president was overjoyed: "Thank you very much for your support and trust in the society. We will try our best to sell it for a good price, but in the end the society will only take 5 Cowens, and the rest, no matter how much, will belong to you."

"Okay." Nan Rong was satisfied with this club president. He was a responsible person who didn't take on the club's debts and wasn't too greedy for money.

In any case, after selling this weapon, it should be able to inject some new vitality into my greatly shrunk account.

An Erqi, the eighth magnitude star, is located in a narrow and dark alley behind the bustling city.

"Oh, oh!" A girl in a hoodie was panting and her steps were getting slower and slower.

The footsteps behind her had disappeared at some point. The girl looked at the alley not far ahead, a glimmer of hope in her eyes.

But the next moment, the light disappeared.

Two tall and burly men walked out of the alley with grim smiles on their faces and approached her.

The girl immediately turned around and ran to the back, but at the end of the alley, two men also appeared.

There were many houses on both sides of the alley, but she did not try to knock on the doors for help.

Because she knew very well that no one would come forward to save her.

The wall was made of an extremely hard alloy with imitation brick patterns printed on the surface. But this couldn't change the icy cold feeling that went straight to my heart when I leaned against it.

The girl bit her lips tightly, her brown-grey eyes were dim and dull, and she murmured with her cracked lips: "Brother, brother"

"Are you still thinking about Yue Shan?" A half-exposed man laughed. "I heard that he was doing well in the army a few years ago and was promoted to second lieutenant. Doesn't he even take us neighbors seriously?"

"No, no, he didn't." The girl's eyes were misty.

"Yue Shan said he would take care of the debt your father owed. We never pressed for repayment for his sake. But now he's missing, so someone has to pay it back, right?"

(End of this chapter)