Global Star Master Era

On the campus trail.

The two of them walked leisurely.

"Xiao Linzi, I heard that you had a fight with someone during class? You almost got into a fight?"

Zuo Qiuxue suddenly asked.

Lin Xuan was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and asked strangely: "How did you know?"

The two of them are not in the same class.

How long did it take for it to become known? Isn’t this too fast?

Zuo Qiuxue didn't hide anything and replied directly: "It was someone in your class who sent me a message."

"I'll go! You are worthy of being the top scholar. You have established an intelligence network so quickly. You even have people who report information to you. It's really amazing!"

Lin Xuan was really shocked. He had seen how fast people in this world could defeat the Star Lord.

"You know how powerful it is, right?"

Zuo Qiuxue replied with a smile, not making any fuss over this matter.

She has never been high-profile these days, but since she awakened from the planet with a diameter of 35 kilometers, she has been surrounded by countless classmates and flattered her.

Even some teachers also showed their kindness to her, which can be said to be the bright moon of the whole school.

Although she doesn't have any pride because of this, and her treatment of people and things is still the same as before, the actual situation is indeed like this.

"How could I not know? Now I am starting to worry that if we go to and from school together, I will be tied up with a sack by a jealous person and beaten when I go out at night."

Lin Xuan sounded worried, but actually he was smiling playfully.

Not to mention that his fire civilization is on the right track, even if he does become a useless star master, he will not be humble just because he wants to curry favor with others.

The worst thing is to find a class.

Can you really not live without someone?

As long as people set their life standards a little lower, it is not difficult to live a free and unrestrained life.

The only difficulty is that our hearts are as high as the sky, but in reality our lives are thinner than paper.

"mock up."

Zuo Qiuxue saw Lin Xuan's playful smile and immediately said something, but she wasn't angry at all. Instead, she enjoyed the atmosphere very much and threw the book in her arms to Lin Xuan to help him load it.

"How's it going? Do you need help?"

She threw the book out and asked. With her current energy, it was very easy to arrange the pockmarked face. With just one word, the other party would have to admit their mistake obediently.

The planet can transform spiritual energy, and she is destined to be one of the top star masters in the future. As long as she develops smoothly, she will definitely be the most powerful one in the future.

A star master of an intermediate civilization is just a little brother in front of her.

Lin Xuan naturally understands this, but he just takes care of such a trivial matter, so where does he need help?

He casually took the book and threw it into his backpack. He replied nonchalantly: "No, how can I bother Mr. Zhuangyuan with some trivial matters? Xiao Linzi can handle it himself."

"That's okay."

Zuo Qiuxue did not force it, but finally added: "If you really need help, you can tell me. Since you are messing with me, I will naturally protect you."

"Okay, thank you, Master Zhuangyuan!"

Lin Xuan bowed his hands and thanked her in a decent manner, making Zuo Qiuxue laugh again.

"You are becoming more and more interesting. You were just like a piece of wood before."

"I've always been like this, you just didn't discover it before."

"Yeah?"

"That's right!"

"That's right, I think you deserve a spanking!"

"Ouch, what a beating?"

"if not?"

"Fuck! Come again!"

"Stop, sister!

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The two started chasing each other as they talked, as if they were in kindergarten.

They were fighting like this back then.

The return journey is still by bus.

However, after Lin Xuan sent Zuo Qiuxue home, he went to the HSBC waste recycling station alone.

He originally got tens of thousands from the media, and today he got another 100,000 scholarships from the school. Now he has almost 200,000 in his pocket.

Calculated on the basis of one federal coin per kilogram of scrap metal, this is almost 200,000 kilograms, which is two hundred tons of metal.

Two hundred tons is not a lot.

But based on the calculation that one fire life requires about ten tons, twenty new fire lives can be created here. If they are smaller, double the number can be achieved.

By adding these together with what has been done before, a battle order team can be formed.

“After working hard for so long, it’s finally the harvest season!”

Lin Xuan stood at the door of the toll station. At this moment, he felt like a farmer crying.

Guagua!!!

However, this impulse did not last long. A truck full of scraps drove over. Because Lin Xuan blocked his way to turn, he started to sound the horn crazily.

The truck's loudspeaker is like an amplified version of a frog's cry. A sudden sound can definitely startle people and cause them to break out in cold sweat.

"You want to slander me? Why are you blocking the road?!"

The driver, a middle-aged man with an open mind, stuck his head out of the car window and shouted.

"I'm sorry!"

Lin Xuan suddenly became angry when he saw that he was being greeted by someone who was standing on the roadside.

But the other party didn't give him a chance. Seeing that he was too tall and tough to bully, he turned to the other end and drove into the toll station without giving him a chance to get angry.

"What the hell..."

Lin Xuan clenched his fists and smiled bitterly. Does this count as a bad start?

Before I even entered, I was given a thumbs down by a driver.

Will the next step be successful?

Lin Xuan scratched his head, but the metal was right in front of him, so there was no reason to flinch. This time, he came here to do business with the other party, not to ask for charity.

Correct your mentality,

He walked in with his head held high.

There was an old man guarding the gate of the recycling station. When he saw a young man coming, he opened the window of the security booth and shouted: "Boy, there are a lot of cars here. Don't come here to play around if you have nothing to do."

"Uncle, I'm not here to play tricks."

Lin Xuan walked up to explain and explained his purpose: "I'm here to find the person in charge of your recycling bin to negotiate a deal."

"Talk about business?"

The gatekeeper was obviously stunned when he heard this and looked up and down at the young man in front of him.

He looks quite tall and has the temperament of an adult.

But with a slightly childish face and a velvety beard, he didn't look like an adult, let alone an adult who came to discuss business.

He looks like a playful student.

The gatekeeper was already several dozen years old and had seen countless things. His eyesight was naturally very sharp and he could basically pick out Lin Xuan's information at a glance.

"You kid, you're too young to study hard and you're still trying to learn how adults negotiate business. Don't you feel full and panic? Go home quickly. It's not safe for cars to drive around here."

The gatekeeper looked at Lin Xuan, then waved his hand and started to chase people away.

"Uncle, I really didn't come here to play..."

Lin Xuan was left speechless.

You are too young to go out and talk to people about things.

This was when he went home specifically to change out of his school uniform and put on some old-fashioned clothes.

Come if you're wearing school uniform.

Don't you want to be called a brat?

But he had to get the metal.

Even if the image is not in place, it is still in place.

"You baby..."

When the gatekeeper saw Lin Xuan refusing to leave, he suddenly lost his temper.

He, Old Qin, has been guarding the door for more than ten years, and no one dares to be as scumbag as him!

I was told that it was dangerous and I should stop playing here, but I still didn't listen to the advice.

Don’t you owe it to me?

But before he could whip out his septwolves, a black car drove up to the door. A man in a suit with a slicked back hair lowered the window and looked over.