I am the Immortal Emperor, and I am VIP 50.

After the morning self-study session ended, Zhou Yu left the school directly.

As he expected, the security guard at the entrance initially stopped him and asked him to show a fake ID.

Zhou Yu said that leave slips were useless; he had something more effective than leave slips.

The security guard asked what it was.

Zhou Yu showed his student ID.

After glancing at Zhou Yu's student ID, the security guard said, "Oh, so you're a student who hasn't awakened spiritual energy yet. You can leave now. Just don't mention our school if you cause trouble."

Then Zhou Yu swaggered out of the school gate.

Well...

A deep sadness welled up in Zhou Yu's heart.

It's like a student who feels very unhappy about being scolded by the teacher every day, but when the teacher stops caring about you, you feel like your future is hopeless.

Fortunately, Zhou Yu wasn't completely hopeless.

As long as you have money, everything is negotiable!

Standing at the school gate, Zhou Yu took out his phone, opened the ride-hailing platform, and said with a sneer, "In this world, there is no problem that money can't solve. If there is... then just pay more!"

"Holy crap, why is it so expensive to take a taxi there?"

"Let's just ride a shared bike..."

……

Zhou Yu scanned a shared bicycle on the roadside and followed the navigation to the place indicated on the business card.

The institution Liu Bei introduced him to was a relatively unknown research institute under the Anti-Entropy Immortal Medicine Group, named Ni Chang Immortal Research Institute.

After parking his bicycle on the roadside, Zhou Yu took his business card and walked into the medical institution's office building.

A female receptionist approached Zhou Yu with a smile and asked, "Excuse me, young man, what can I do for you?"

"Ah," Zhou Yu quickly replied, "I was introduced by Liu Bei. He told me to just say his name."

Upon hearing the name Liu Bei, the receptionist immediately understood and said with a smile, "I understand. Please come with me."

Zhou Yu seemed a little flustered, unsure how his good friend would behave later.

Guided by the receptionist, Zhou Yu and she entered the elevator and went up to the second floor together.

"May I see your student ID?" the receptionist said. "Although you are wearing a school uniform, some people buy school uniforms from outside to impersonate minors and try to get away with it."

"Although someone has recommended it, just to be on the safe side, we would still appreciate it if you could provide some proof."

Zhou Yu only knew that some people impersonated adults to go to internet cafes or tricked people into using facial recognition to play games. This was the first time he had ever seen an adult impersonating a minor to release themselves at a medical institution. This was a bit...

Now he understood why Liu Bei had told him to bring his student ID in advance; he hadn't expected his student status to be so advantageous in this kind of place.

He took out his student ID and handed it to the receptionist, who returned it to him after verifying Zhou Yu's information.

"Well then, Zhou," the receptionist's face darkened, "what happened today is a secret between you and our group. You'd better not tell anyone. If you do, you'd better watch out. We know where your school is and which class you're in..."

Zhou Yu's expression changed drastically, and he instinctively retreated to a corner of the elevator. "What are you trying to do!"

"Just kidding," the receptionist suddenly smiled again. "Many first-timers are just like you, very nervous, and often don't perform well in the formal sessions. So we usually start with a little joke to help you relax. Do you feel much better now?"

Zhou Yu thought to himself, "These jokes aren't funny at all. I almost thought I could finally use the enema my sister gave me today. It scared me to death."

Ding--

The elevator doors slowly opened, and the receptionist led Zhou Yu into a corridor.

The corridor wasn't long. On the left, against the wall, was a silver bench. A young man, also dressed in a school uniform, was sitting there, holding a magazine in his right hand, with his legs crossed, shaking them incessantly. He seemed a little nervous.

However, the school uniform he was wearing was different from Zhou Yu's. Zhou Yu's school uniform was a combination of red, white and blue, with the four characters "Qingcheng No. 2 Middle School" written on the back.

But this person's school uniform was pure white, with only a few black stitches as embellishments, and a very obvious school badge on the chest with four small characters written below it.

Qingcheng No.1 Middle School.

"Holy crap!" Zhou Yu exclaimed inwardly upon seeing this.

Qingcheng No.1 High School is a typical key high school, and its student and teacher quality far surpasses that of No.2 High School.

Even the second-year students at No. 1 High School have all awakened their spiritual energy, unlike No. 2 High School, where there are still many students who have not awakened their spiritual energy. In terms of student quality, No. 1 High School is already overwhelmingly superior.

Even if you throw the worst student from No. 1 High School into No. 2 High School, they will still be a model of an outstanding student.

The student sitting on the bench turned to look at Zhou Yu, his expression momentarily awkward.

Since everyone is here, the facts are self-evident.

"Please wait here for a moment," the receptionist gestured to Zhou Yu, "We will arrange the next steps shortly."

Zhou Yu responded and sat down next to the student from No. 1 Middle School.

After the receptionist left, Zhou Yu asked the student next to him, "Dude, you're here to let loose too?"

A middle school student: "..."

Seeing that he didn't reply, Zhou Yu continued, "It's okay. This must be your first time. I understand. It's normal the first time. You'll get used to it."

One high school student couldn't hold back any longer, "Is this not your first time?"

"This is my first time too," Zhou Yu blinked.

"So what you said sounded very convincing?"

"Even if you haven't eaten pork, you've still seen pigs run, right?" Zhou Yu said calmly. "Isn't it just about letting loose? If you're nervous, I'll help you."

"...There's absolutely no need for that."

Zhou Yu waved his hand, "It's okay. When it comes to this, you guys from No. 1 High School might not be as professional as me from No. 2 High School. How about this, you take off your pants first, and I'll check their quality."

"Get the fuck away from me..."

Seeing that the student from No. 1 Middle School had distanced himself from him, Zhou Yu curled his lip.

"If you stay inside longer than me, I'll call the police and report you!"

"What reason should I give for reporting this...?"

"Well, let's just say he's hoarding a national treasure."

"Tsk, why does it sound like you're praising him?"

A short while later, the receptionist who had led Zhou Yu upstairs came over with a contract and gave one to Zhou Yu and one to a middle school student standing next to him.

"Zhou Yu, Wei Yuan, before you participate in the research, there is a contract that you need to sign."

Zhou Yu took the contract and glanced at its contents.

The content is very simple. In short, it means that the materials obtained by the organization will only be used for medical research on cultivators and will not be used for other purposes.

Zhou Yu glanced at a bunch of fairly reasonable disclaimers, but what puzzled him was that the top line of the contract in his hand read "Class B Contract".

Out of curiosity, Zhou Yu glanced at the contract in the hand of the boy named Wei Yuan next to him.

The contract he had was called a "Level A contract".

Zhou Yu: "..."

Receptionist: "What's wrong, Zhou?"

Zhou Yu pointed at the contract in Wei Yuan's hand, "Why is his contract grade A, while mine is grade B? Does he have a penis that he doesn't?"

Wei Yuan's face darkened. What kind of words were these?

"That's right," the receptionist said with a smile. "As we all know, No. 1 High School is one of the key high schools in Qingcheng. Their students are of very high quality, and the concentration and quality of spiritual energy in their bodily fluids are also better than those of students in ordinary high schools. That's why they are able to get better contracts."

"Of course, even though you received a Class B contract, if the test results show that your quality differs from our predictions, we will renegotiate a contract with you with different terms."

Zhou Yu: "..."

It's one thing to divide students into different classes.

Are they not even going to spare the students' descendants?

Zhou Yu finally understood what it meant to lose at the starting line.

It's all the harm caused by our families of origin!