Ninth class citizen

Chapter 23 Lucky Cat Teacher
Atkin raised his wrist terminal and with a scan, all the names of the raw liquids were automatically entered into the system.

"There are 95 original liquids in total, including 70 first-level, 14 second-level, and 5 third-level. The lowest purity is 55% and the highest is 60%."

He paused here and said, "Are you really willing to sell me this concentrate at the price we agreed on earlier?"

"Yes, this is my StarNet account. Please transfer the money as soon as possible. I'm in a hurry to go back and rest."

"A total of 12312 star coins. Of which 4608 are first-level stock solution, 3024 are second-level stock solution, and 4680 are third-level stock solution." Atkin made a simple calculation using the wrist terminal:
"Because the third-level liquid is so rare, I will give you an extra 2000 star coins. If you need to sell any liquid in the future, feel free to contact me."

When transferring the money, Atkin inevitably saw Nan Rong's StarNet nickname.

The world owes me a pension?

Well, although it’s a little strange, the three words “pension” alone are consistent with his identification of the lucky cat’s identity.

The other party is most likely a famous boss who came to Xiluo Star in secret for some unknown reason.

But those had nothing to do with him. What Atkin cared about was whether he could get more high-purity concentrate or some other benefits from the boss.

For example, the formulas of certain medicines, and the various tips for purifying raw liquids and synthesizing medicines.

Those are the secrets to the successful advancement of high-level genetic optimizers, good things that money cannot buy.

Therefore, we must have a good relationship with this lucky cat teacher! Atkin's heart was filled with enthusiasm, and he quickly transferred the money.

Nan Rong was in a good mood when he saw the extra 14312 star coins in his account. He immediately agreed to Atkin's request and added him as a friend on StarNet.

The two walked out of the room one after the other. Nan Rong was in front, and Atkin was half a step behind. The smile on his face was completely different from usual.

There is no fake smile that seems gentle but does not reach the eyes. The smile can be as sincere as possible.

Stuart was moved when he saw this, and looked at Nan Rong seriously for a few times, as if thinking about something.

Malu Meiko, however, did not observe so carefully. She waited for a long time and became impatient.

"Mr. Atkin." She glanced at Nan Rong and greeted him with a smile: "Why did you talk to a newcomer for so long? Could it be that she can really purify the third-level original liquid?"

This was not her first time doing business with Atkin, so she had some understanding of him.

Although he is an eighth-class citizen who is high and mighty and is quite reserved and self-respecting, he is still able to maintain superficial politeness towards himself and Stuart and others who are also genetic optimizers.

However, at this moment, his face suddenly turned stern.

"Mr. Lucky Cat is my good friend." He emphasized, "Anyone who criticizes him will be removed from my trading list. And you are the first one."

Malu Meizi's face turned red and white, and she wanted to say something to save the situation, but she saw that Mr. Atkin had already passed her and called Jimmy over: "Next time Mr. Lucky Cat comes here, the usage fee of the stock liquid extraction machine will be charged to me."

"You're too polite." Nan Rong was slightly polite but did not refuse.

She accumulated a lot of money one by one, and even if she found a way to make money, she would still save as much as possible.

"It's nothing. It's what I should do." Atkin politely sent her to the stairs, but he still felt it was not enough, so he just continued to walk up.

The group of people who were left behind immediately started talking. Stuart looked at their backs and pursed his lips slightly.

Wendy, who was standing behind the crowd, opened her eyes wide, full of surprise.

She has been involved in the underground transactions here for more than half a year. Has she ever seen Mr. Atkin treat anyone with such courtesy?

Although the Lucky Cat saved her, it didn't seem to be a completely good person, otherwise it wouldn't have ignored her pleas and forced her to transfer 2000 star coins as a life-saving fee.

How could such a person be treated differently by Mr. Atkin?

Could it be that he is really a third-level genetic optimizer?
But aren't all genetic optimizers weak and powerless? How could the lucky cat easily defeat the ferocious Brother Bob?

Malu Yazi's face was distorted, she turned her head back angrily, and whispered a few words to a few familiar savages.

The junglers looked at each other, and one of them said awkwardly, "It's not that we don't want to help you. But the junglers have their own rules. Although the lucky cat is a newcomer, he is also a friend recognized by Mr. Atkin."

"So what? As long as no one knows what's going on."

"But we just saw that the leather bag that the lucky cat was carrying originally belonged to Brother Bob."

"Brother Bob? Are they the two powerful brothers? Do you mean that the Lucky Cat has a relationship with them?" Malu Meiko was a little surprised.

Several savages looked at each other again and shook their heads together.

"Ms. Yazi, you probably don't know our latest news: Brother Bob was just robbed. The perpetrator was a man wearing a lucky cat mask and strange black clothes."

The person who was speaking was obviously gloating: "They have been attacking newcomers every other day, they should learn a lesson this time."

"We are no match for Brother Bob, so we naturally don't dare to cause trouble for the lucky cat."

"Ms. Meizi, why don't you take a look at the materials we brought with us first? Isn't it better to trade in a friendly manner than to fight and kill each other?"

Mr. Atkin's special treatment also caught the blue-haired Jimmy's eye, and his attitude and the way he addressed Nan Rong also changed accordingly.

"I do have the stock of the concentrate storage box." Jimmy answered Nan Rong's question: "If someone else asked, it would be 10000 Cowans without bargaining. But since you are Mr. Atkin's friend, you can take it for 8000 Cowans."

"So expensive?" Nan Rong frowned.

The purified raw liquid must be placed in a special ultra-low temperature storage box, otherwise it will deteriorate quickly, but she didn't expect that a storage box alone would be very expensive.

The wallet that had just bulged out was about to drop again in an instant, and she was extremely unhappy.

"If you don't mind, I have an extra one here." Atkin smiled and took over a silver-gray square storage box:
"It was made by a reliable friend, and its functionality is guaranteed to be flawless. It can store up to 300 vials of stock solution - for only 3000 Cowans."

Blue-haired Jimmy was listening at the side, his eyes widened.

"Mr. Atkin, isn't this storage box the one you specially ordered from Mr. Lupin, the component expert?" he exclaimed:

"I remember that you spent 35000 Cowans on this storage box, which can even properly store the sixth-level concentrate. It is completely different from the one in my store - you really sold it for only 3000 Cowans?"

(End of this chapter)