Douluo: What the hell is the academic master development system?

Chapter 5: Not even qualified to be a dog
In fact, Chen Ping has always felt that this might not be a top student system, but a test king system, or even a pure cattle and horse system.

After all, he had never heard of any other academic system that could earn academic points by urging the host to exercise every day.

Faced with such a system, Chen Ping once had the idea of ​​just starting it and living a leisurely life.

Chen Ping carefully considered the feasibility of doing so. With his current earning ability, he could earn more than 20 Gold Soul Coins a month.

This is the case as he is still in the initial stage and is developing customers. Once his fame grows, it will not be impossible for him to earn fifty or even one hundred gold soul coins per month.

Since Dai Yueheng was a member of the qualifying team for the previous Continental Advanced Soul Master Competition, and Tang Ya was also at Shrek Academy, the current time point is most likely the year that Huo Yuhao enrolled in Shrek.

In the year and a half or so before Huo Yuhao participated in the All-Continental Advanced Soul Master Competition, if he had not followed the system's recommendation and spent money to buy pills to make the Power Pills and the Brain Awakening Pills, it would not have been difficult for him to save up a few hundred gold soul coins.

Chen Ping was not completely ignorant of the plot direction of Douluo World. He remembered some key plot points clearly.

Two continent-wide high-level soul master competitions and an underground soul master competition that Huo Yuhao participated in in the Sun-Moon Empire. The income from all three major events was enough for Chen Ping to increase his assets by a thousand times, or even more.

This money is enough for Chen Ping to have enough food and clothing.

In the past, Chen Ping had a monthly salary of three to four thousand yuan on Blue Star, and he had to be scolded by his boss. He had long been fed up with this kind of life.

If he could become a rich man, Chen Ping felt that it would be nice to live in Douluo Continent. Even if he felt a little uncomfortable because of the lack of modern facilities, he could just go to the Sun-Moon Empire.

He has been a homeless person in Douluo Continent for more than five years. Does he still care about this?
But the system only took a few words to make Chen Ping completely give up the idea of ​​lying down and starting.

[Reporting to the boss, Tang San has noticed you for a long time. After all, the way the boss traveled to Douluo Continent was the same as Tang San's, soul-transmigrating and possessing another body. One possessed an infant, the other possessed a dead body. There's essentially no difference.]

Tang San noticed it!
The system's words made Chen Ping's scalp numb.

Who is Tang San?

A tested fighter against feudalism!
The only Buddha in the Kingdom of Bliss Douluo!

A quirky designer who likes to turn Douluo Continent and even the God Realm into his own amusement park.

What good can come from being noticed by this Buddha?
Chen Ping's thoughts turned around and around, hoping to find an opportunity to break the deadlock. He even considered the idea of ​​being a dog for Tang San.

After all, although it is true that Xiao Huo was trained like a dog, if he took the initiative to be a dog, wouldn't he be able to avoid the possibility of being trained like a dog by Tang San himself?
Just when Chen Ping was marveling at this genius idea, the system poured cold water on him.

Xiao Huo has the opportunity to be a dog because he is a native of Douluo Continent and is also the son of destiny, which is why he needs to be trained personally.

Outsiders like Chen Ping have neither luck nor qualifications, but their minds are full of unstable factors.

According to the system's analysis, Tang San believed that Chen Ping would affect his own historical regression, so the probability of finding an opportunity to kill him was as high as 99%.

To be a dog for someone, you must first have the potential to be a dog. You must be able to pounce on people and bite them, and your bite must draw blood. Only then does it need to be trained.

As for termites and cockroaches, which only wreak havoc in the corners of a home, no one bothers to discipline them; they're simply killed. They're not even worthy of being dogs!

This might be the most hurtful words Chen Ping has heard this year. Fortunately, his academic master development system is not a cold-blooded one, and it still comforted Chen Ping gently in the end.

[Boss, think positively. Although we are no different from small ants in Tang San's eyes, Tang San, who is far away in the God Realm, can't actually locate our existence immediately.]

[Knowing that another soul body similar to his own had appeared on Douluo Continent, he would put in the effort to find it, and then crush it to death with one foot. This was the most Tang San could do, nothing more.]

The system's words "that's all" left Chen Ping speechless. If he remembered correctly, that wasn't how the phrase was used.
"Roll, can't I roll it?"

Chen Ping sighed and ignored the noisy system that would come out and chatter incessantly if he slacked off a little because his life was tied to his.

First, he went to the pharmacy to get the medicinal herbs he had ordered yesterday. Then he made up his mind and spent three silver coins to rent a room upstairs, and asked the servant in the store to prepare a bathtub and hot water.

All kinds of strange medicinal herbs that had been ground into powder in advance were sprinkled into the bathtub, and the strong spicy and pungent smell of the herbs immediately drilled into Chen Ping's nostrils.

The smell was like a mixture of various spicy ingredients such as onions, garlic, chili peppers, onions, etc., along with various fermented materials that had been fermented for many years, and then stuffed directly into Chen Ping's nostrils. Just by smelling it, he almost fainted.

If he had a choice, Chen Ping really didn't want to take this bath, but who could blame him for having no money?

The Xuanshui Pill sold by the Xu Sanshi family can not only improve aptitude, but is also painless and can upgrade soul power, but can he afford it?
One coin costs tens of thousands of gold soul coins, but it is still out of stock. By the time he has money to buy the Xuanshui Pill, the opportunity will be gone.

Once when Chen Ping was reading a book, he felt that a thousand gold soul coins were nothing.

The ice scorpion arm bone that Huo Gua obtained had a starting price of over 10 million gold soul coins. In the end, Xu Jiujiu directly bid it up to 30 million gold soul coins, and then gave it to Huo Gua.

But when Chen Ping really started to make money, he realized that money on Douluo Continent was as damn hard to earn as it was in his previous life.

He had systematic help, and at least he could become a knowledge dealer and earn some easy money.

Those ordinary people who work in the fields all year round and earn just enough to fill their stomachs are the reason why the upper class of Douluo Continent is so dazzlingly rich.

"Oli Gei, done!"

After shouting to give himself courage from above the extremely airtight bathtub, Chen Ping tore off his clothes and jumped into it.

The next moment, Chen Ping felt as if he had jumped into a frying pan, his skin all over his body crackling and exploding. The potion in the bathtub was like countless extremely sharp knives, cutting every inch of Chen Ping's skin.

Chen Ping trembled uncontrollably for several seconds, then he took a few quick breaths and tremblingly took out a pill that looked like a mud ball from his storage ring which was only 0.1 cubic meters.

The first effort was strong, the second was weak, and the third was exhausted. He was already in the bathtub. He had to take this pill today whether he wanted to or not!
He closed his eyes tightly and stuffed the pill into his mouth. A strange smell that seemed like it would explode rushed out of Chen Ping's mouth.

The taste of pain even made Chen Ping's expression look like he was wearing a mask of pain.

(End of this chapter)