Fusion Computer: My Skills Are Not Serious

People like the Holy Mother bitch don't do much harm to the enemy.

But for teammates, for those around him, the damage is tons and tons.

Sometimes, it's just too much to kill.

That is to say, it is just a competition for freshmen now, and they are playing within the Imperial Capital Academy.

If fighting a real enemy, Song Wenwen would definitely be the first to kill this bitch.

This kind of person dies early and is reborn early, so as not to kill everyone around him.

Hearing what Song Wenwen said, the fox-eyed female classmate stopped talking.

Because she had already noticed the unkindness in Song Wenwen's tone, if she spoke again, maybe Song Wenwen would attack her.

"Come on, let's continue."

"The reserve price for the third place is 8,000 spirit stones, and each bid must not be lower than 2,000 spirit stones!" Song Wenwen's face turned into a smile in an instant, and then he said to everyone.

The reward for the third place is naturally not as good as the second place, so the reserve price is naturally lower.

"One hundred thousand!" Song Wenwen's voice had just finished, and the little sister Nangong said lightly.

She knew that in the competition for financial resources, she would definitely not be able to compete with the young master of the Jin family, so she didn't think about competing for second place.

However, the third place belongs to her.

One hundred thousand spirit stones is definitely an astronomical figure for ordinary families, and most students simply cannot afford the price.

And those who can afford the starting price are unwilling to offend Miss Nangong.

Therefore, the third place was undoubtedly won by Miss Nangong.

"Next is the fourth place. The base price is five thousand, and each bid must not be lower than one thousand!"

"It doesn't matter if there are no classmates with Lingshi for the time being."

"You can pay on credit first." Song Wenwen said.

Speaking of which, it was the first time he gave someone credit.

He is not afraid that the other party will not pay back the money, but he is afraid that the other party will not bid.

If the other party doesn't pay back the money, he has a lot of ways.

Since there are rewards for the top ten players in the freshman competition, Song Wenwen can be auctioned until the tenth place.

The next competition will be much fiercer, after all, the number of rankings is getting smaller and smaller, and some of them are not as rich as Jin Zizai and Nangong Xiaomei.

But the family is also quite affluent.

In addition, Song Wenwen said that credit can be accepted, so many people started bidding directly.

...

Teachers from the outside world probably would never have thought that the freshmen struggled to

Winning the competition was unexpectedly determined in this way of "the highest bidder wins".

At this moment, their expressions were extremely ugly.

"It's a shame, it's a shame."

"A group of sophomores were all eliminated by some rookies who had just entered the school and hadn't started training yet."

"A group of evil spirits who are still a sophomore, I think they are a group of hair dough."

"All the sophomore tutors deducted two months' salary from me, and at the same time asked all the tutors to write a 10,000-word work report for me."

"Tell me in detail, how do they teach students?" At this time, the vice principal of the school looked at many teachers and said.

The result in the Sumeru Mirror was something no one expected.

"Vice principal, calm down."

"I just asked those sophomore students, it's not that they are weak."

"It's true that among the group of first-year freshmen, some people's abilities are too weird."

"They are totally defenseless." At this time, a teacher stepped forward and said.

"Vice principal, there is still one and a half days before three days?"

"Should we directly announce the end of the freshman competition, or make other arrangements?" Another teacher asked.

"If it is announced that the freshman competition is over now, then the freshman gang will not be able to turn the world upside down."

"In the future, they will think that sophomore seniors are nothing more than that."

"I even feel that our Imperial Capital Academy is nothing more than that."

"Is this worth it?"

"Where are Dongfang Xueqi, Tang Feihong, Qin Mo, and Ye Baiyun?" the vice principal looked at the teachers and asked.

"They are still preparing for tomorrow's plan."

"Today is gone, what tomorrow?"

"Go and call me the four of them," said the vice-principal.

In less than ten minutes, Dongfang Xueqi and the others stood in front of the vice principal.

"Presumably you have heard the news that the sophomore evil ghosts were wiped out."

"Some people say that some of the first-year students have strange abilities, which makes people hard to guard against."

"I don't care what overwhelming abilities they have, it's not the reason why sophomores are wiped out by the whole army."

"I asked the four of you to come here, not to be good gentlemen. You have to avenge the entire sophomore group."

"Even freshman

The freshmen have the ability to destroy heaven and earth, and you all have to treat them to me one by one like little chickens. "Biquku

"How to do it is up to you."

"I only look at the results!" The vice principal shouted loudly.

"Yes!" Dongfang Xueqi and the four of them said loudly at the same time.

Afterwards, the four of them entered the Sumeru Mirror.

...

When the auction ended, Song Wenwen got a total of 1.248 million Lingshi.

To be honest, this income was twice as much as he expected.

This is mainly because Jin Zizai gave too much.

At this time, the smile on Song Wenwen's face was so bright and bright, and he looked extremely flat.

"Song Wenwen, I want to challenge you!" Sister Nangong said while looking at Song Wenwen.

"Challenge me? Girl Nangong is strong, and I'm definitely no match for this little trash."

"I'm still self-aware about this, I admit defeat!" Song Wenwen said indifferently.

There is no benefit in accepting the challenge from Sister Nangong. He would not do such a thankless task.

"Do you still have the dignity of being a strong man? If you are a man, you will fight me?" Sister Nangong said loudly.

Among the freshmen, there are many people with great strength and talent, such as Huang Tianba, Jin Zizai, Dai Ruoruo, Feng Xiaoxiao.

For these people, she more or less got the bottom line, and she was sure of victory in her heart.

But only for Song Wenwen, she has no idea.

Because in the previous battles, Song Wenwen relied on all kinds of fancy ways to attack, and had never confronted anyone head-on.

So, she couldn't see the depth of Song Wenwen.

If she wanted to know Song Wenwen's strength, she had to do it herself.

"The dignity of the strong? How many spirit stones per catty?" Song Wenwen asked back.

He is the same as Xiaojianyunde, he doesn't even have suzhi, so where does he have dignity.

If dignity could be sold for money, he would have sold it long ago to restore his fate.

"You have to fight me today. If you don't accept my challenge, I will fight directly." Nangong said.

"Want to fight me? No problem."

"When the dog finishes licking the noodles, the chicken finishes pecking the rice, and the fire breaks the lock, I will fight you." Song Wenwen said.

Little sister Nangong didn't understand the stalk he said, and was at a loss.