Ninth class citizen

Chapter 83 Hilo Xinghua University of Commerce
"Me too." Nan Rong said, "So now the school is demanding 50% of the compensation from the club, the exam officer and me respectively. Together, it's 150%."

"That is to say, the school not only did not lose a penny in this incident, but also made at least 50% profit. Isn't our Xiluo Xinghua really a business school?"

The joke was so dull that no one laughed.

"I see." The president sighed and looked at the other leaders who also looked confused. "Look, the two officers have already bravely shouldered their responsibilities. It would be too much to add more burdens to them."

"We didn't expect that either." Minister Bai said, "I admit that I had thought before that whoever did it should be held responsible, but the president has convinced me. But no matter what, no one can go against the school's decision. We can't go and confront them together, can we?"

"Why not?" Nan Rong asked doubtfully.

"It's stipulated in the school rules and regulations," General Manager Jin explained. "Regarding compensation for losses on campus, the school has the absolute right to interpret. Let alone asking us to pay 1.5 times, even if it's 3 times or 5 times, we can't do anything about it."

"Is this the reason why you are planning to sell Alfa?" Nan Rong asked.

"If there is any other choice, I don't want to sell it." The president spread his hands and said, "It was given to the club by the first president when the school was first established. Although it is just an outdated E99 cleaning robot, it is also considered a true veteran of the club."

"But the society's financial situation is indeed tight right now," said General Manager Jin. "Even if we put all of the society's reserve funds into the first batch of compensation of 30 Cowans, there is still a gap of 5. Selling Alfa will just make up the difference."

"Didn't they say that the society can make small components or extraordinary items by itself in exchange for money?" Nan Rong asked again.

"We have included the finished products that everyone has made this week. This week, Vice President Ji, Minister Bai, and Vice Minister Shen each made a supernatural ability enhancement bracelet, which sold for a total of 1 Cowans. The situation is difficult, and no one asked for dividends, but it is still not enough."

"I haven't done it." Nan Rong said, "Don't we need to hand in a finished product every week? I haven't handed it in yet."

"That's right." General Manager Jin said, "But you are a newcomer. Even if you have works, it's hard for people to be interested without word of mouth. Unlike Vice President Ji and his friends, they are already well-known in the circle and their products are sold quickly."

"When will the first batch of compensation for the school be paid?" Nan Rong asked.

"Within half a month." General Manager Jin answered very quickly.

"That is to say, if I make an extraordinary item worth more than 5 Cowans and successfully sell it within half a month, I can keep Alpha, right?"

"That's true." General Manager Jin was a little surprised. "But this is too difficult. Don't force yourself. After all, Alpha is just a robot. It doesn't matter where it cleans."

Are they the same? Nan Rong glanced at the half-open door. His mental power clearly sensed that Alpha was pressing his square head against the crack of the door, using his already insensitive microphone to capture the sounds inside the house.

Who says robots really have no emotions?

Her thoughts drifted away, and she remembered the little girl who ran out from behind all the people who were seeing her off, grabbed the corner of her clothes and cried loudly in the early morning when she was heading to the battlefield.

In other words, it is an A25 assistant robot that looks like a little girl.

Until now, Nan Rong still can't forget her expression at that time.

Reluctance, sadness, and grief.

Can such complex emotions be set in advance?
I don't know where the A25 robot is now. It should have had its past memories erased and is living happily with its owner, right?
"I just want to give it a try." Nan Rong said, "If it doesn't work, I'll pay 5 Cowans to buy it."

This statement was totally unexpected to others.

The president looked at General Manager Jin. The last incident was such a big deal. Although Nan Rong was still wearing a mask when he was taken away, it was inevitable that some sources would get wind of it afterwards, which led to some speculation.

For example, a certain instructor at the Ancient Martial Arts Academy suddenly increased the intensity of training for students and even said something like "the weaklings who are not in combat are stronger than you."

For example, the Mecha Academy’s courses have added explanations on mecha structure. It is said that this is the focus of this semester’s exams, to prevent people from being defeated by weak genetic optimizers while operating mechas in the future.

There are also various rumors that the relationship between the Mecha Academy and the Ancient Martial Arts Academy has been tense recently. From the leaders of the two sides to the tutors, they all dislike each other and there is a strong sense of hostility in their words. But when they meet Dean Xin of the Gene Optimization Academy, they all change their faces and become as flattering as they can be. They are no longer like the straight men they used to be.

These things sound like a joke to many people, but to those who are more attentive, there are all kinds of speculations.

Hearing Nan Rong say in person that Alfa could be bought for 5 Cowens confirmed the speculation of the president and others.

I got on a pirate ship by mistake, and it turned out to be from a wealthy genetic optimization school!
If you can afford the 5 Cowens a year tuition, you can also easily spend another 5 Cowens to buy a robot that can only greet guests and tidy up the rubbish.

As for what she said about producing a hot-selling component within half a month, everyone selectively ignored it.

But on the surface, no one would take the initiative to discourage Nan Rong's enthusiasm.

In this era, no one has the guts to say that he or she will never need a gene optimization drug in his or her entire life.

So no one wants to offend a genetic optimizer, even if she has only shown interest in components.

"Then, Secretary, we are looking forward to your finished product." General Manager Jin's eyes were curved with a smile: "Of course, in order to pay off the debt as soon as possible, the number of components that each member of the club must hand in every week will be increased to two."

"So now it's not just about the mistakes, everyone should work together!"

Nan Rong and four other capable people each chose a workbench.

The president was probably under pressure from debt, so he picked another one and it looked like he was ready to do something.

Only Qian Duoduo and General Manager Jin were left with nothing to do.

They strolled around, looked left and right, and soon gathered beside Nan Rong's workbench.

"Are you preparing to make an extraordinary weapon?" Qian Duoduo looked at the snake fang of the Ankersby two-headed snake that Nan Rong took out.

Snake fangs are snow-white and sharp, as long as an adult's forearm, and are very suitable for making daggers or other weapons.

(End of this chapter)