Ninth class citizen

Chapter 111: No one can be broken down
Stuart didn't pay attention to the jealous looks that Malu Yazi cast at him from time to time.

His eyes followed Mr. Atkin and Nan Rong as they gradually left the crowd and disappeared at the back of the corridor.

"The person is here." Mr. Atkin pushed open the door, and a tall man with an exaggerated captain's hat and deep eye sockets came up immediately and bowed to Nan Rong in a strange way.

"Dear Ms. Lucky Cat." The man said, "I am Jones, you can call me Captain Jones. If you need to leave unofficially at any time, you can contact me at any time."

He gave Nan Rong his personal Star Network contact information.

Jones? This name is similar to Pei Guang.

Nan Rong felt helpless as he kept meeting people like this recently.

If possible, she would never have anything to do with a guy with such a name.

"I heard Mr. Atkin talk about you. I heard that you don't care whether your customers behave themselves as long as the money is paid, right?"

"Hehehe." Captain Jones grinned, his white teeth shining brightly under the energy lamp.

"How can a captain of a smuggling ship care about a little dust on his guests? As long as you have money, you are a VIP here. If you really don't have enough money, you can use gene optimizers to pay for it. After all, guests like you are always the most popular."

Nan Rong had a good harvest that night. Mr. Atkin not only introduced Captain Jones to her, but also gave her a very solid suggestion when she asked about the sales channels.

"Although I don't know why you are willing to be ordinary and live in seclusion in a small place like Vander Town, your ability should not be buried because it can benefit more people."

"Of course, I understand. If it is for safety reasons, you can open an online store on Starnet specifically for selling genetic drugs."

This was an idea that Nan Rong had never thought of before. She thought about it carefully and felt that this method was very feasible.

The only problem is that the entry threshold for online stores in this industry is a bit high. If the store owner is a genetic optimizer below level four, or does not want to register with real name, he or she will need to pay a huge deposit.

Nan Rong's second-level certification has not yet been fully implemented, and she is still a long way from the fourth level. Even if she really passed the exam, she didn't want to register a store with her real name.

Anonymous store opening requires a deposit of 500 million Cowens. Nan Rong looked at the remaining 20 Cowens in his account and felt that the task of making money was long and arduous, and he had to work hard.

You also have to try to stay away from Jones and Pei Guang and their ilk.

Despite the difficulty, she still prepared a parting gift for Mr. Atkin.

As a return gift, he gave her a manor outside the town of Fante for free.

Of course, it is absolutely impossible to spend money.

The gift was just a thin piece of paper with a dozen lines of words written on it, but it made Mr. Atkin's face change suddenly and even his breathing stopped.

Because those were seven or eight small tips on potion synthesis that Nan Rong had summarized based on the information provided by Melissa and his own practical experience in potion synthesis. Moreover, they were the most superficial, insignificant and insignificant of all the experiences.

But this technique, which seemed to her to be the most basic and simple, was like a ray of light shining into the heart of Mr. Atkin, who had been groping in the dark and exploring alone for many years, and it instantly made him suddenly enlightened.

Some problems that often occur in drug synthesis and seriously hinder the synthesis efficiency are thus solved.

Tears kept falling, and Atkin's voice choked.

"No matter where I go in the future, I will never forget your kindness. If you don't abandon me, I hope to have the honor to call you teacher."

The emotions he showed were too strong, which made Nan Rong feel strange. There was one percent of empathy, and the remaining ninety-nine percent was regret.

If she had known that someone would be interested in this kind of thing, she would definitely not have shown it all at once. Even if she had only sent three or five, it should have been enough to satisfy the other party.

Is it really because of the bad luck of some people?
Nan Rong drank five large glasses of starry sky wine in a row and ate a lot of natural barbecue and fruit snacks, but he still couldn't completely make up for the regret of being at a disadvantage.

She left sadly amid Mr. Atkin's warm farewell, returned to school and slept until dawn. It was not until the next morning that she saw Wendy who had just returned.

Wendy didn't know how much wine she had drunk. She looked a little tipsy and her steps were a little unsteady, but she was obviously in a very good mood.

As soon as she saw Nan Rong, she couldn't wait to hold her back and told her what she had seen and heard last night:

"You can't even imagine how wonderful starry sky wine is!" Wendy's eyes sparkled with little stars. "It's cool and sweet. It feels like I'm floating up into the sky, looking up at the sea of stars and down at Shiloh!"

Starry sky wine has this effect? Nan Rong blinked, feeling that he had drunk fake wine last night.

"The protagonist of the banquet, the gene optimization master who is about to embark on a new journey, thinks highly of me. Not only did he earnestly encourage me to continue working hard, he also gave me a unique parting gift."

Nan Rong rubbed his temples, vaguely recalling that Wendy stayed on the periphery the whole time last night and tried several times to squeeze into the inner circle to chat with Mr. Atkin and himself, but was always beaten to the punch by others. He didn't know how she came to the conclusion that he valued her so much.

But people are in trouble and don't break up.

Nan Rong nodded casually, and then saw Wendy holding out the "one-of-a-kind" gift with great care.

It was packed in a gray synthetic cardboard box, and I didn't feel it was that amazing when I opened it.

It is a low-end version of a disposable genetic medicine constant temperature box, with a market price of 500 Cowens each.

Only genetic medicines below the second level can be stored, and the time cannot exceed half a year, otherwise the medicine will deteriorate.

It's totally different from the one Melissa gave her.

However, this is the most common choice for low-level genetic optimizers who cannot afford high-end medicine containers.

"That gentleman, believe me, will sooner or later be promoted to a genetic optimizer capable of synthesizing genetic medicines." Wendy's face flushed, and her right hand tightly held the empty medicine box:
"This gift is his affirmation of me. By the way, Nan Rong, you usually follow Teacher Melissa, so you should have seen this kind of thing, right? I originally thought that I would buy it after passing the third-level certification, but I didn't expect to have one now."

When she said this, her eyes became increasingly blurry, and she could hardly stand straight, but she still insisted on reaching her hand into her outer robe and rummaging around, and pulled out a greasy brown paper bag.

Wendy slapped the paper bag into Nan Rong's hand and said, "No, don't just eat the buns and energy bars. Try some of these. These are the good things that people should eat!"

Nan Rong opened the paper package, and inside was a greasy, spiced, roasted leg of a robo-beast, the fattest part of it being the hind leg.

It must have been kept close to the body the whole time, as it's still a little warm now.

Nan Rong narrowed his eyes as he watched Wendy staggering back to her room.

The wrist-mounted smart computer terminal sent a reminder, and the president sent her a message in the club group.

"Sorry for the mistake. The three-edged spike has been successfully empowered. Twenty days later, there will be an auction in Baimang City, the provincial capital. We want to send it there to auction. This way we can maximize our profits. Do you have any objections?"

(End of this chapter)