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The dining hall was silent.

Everyone fell silent, feeling that the mathematical view they had built up after twelve years of hard study had collapsed.

12,000, how could it become 20,000 by erasing a zero? !

Rounding off is not okay.

This must be a case of not rounding off!

"Ningchuan, which zero did you erase? Did your martial arts teacher teach you math?"

"You are obviously raising the price maliciously!"

"Don't think that you can do whatever you want because you have a monopoly on the points. When doing business, you must follow the rules!"

Many students spoke up one after another, angrily scolding Ningchuan.

1 point is 8,000 yuan more expensive, almost doubled!

"You reminded me."

Ning Chuan stroked his chin, looked at the student who said he monopolized the points, and said thoughtfully: "Since I have monopolized the points, the price of 20,000 yuan per point is indeed not appropriate."

"I will give you another zero, 30,000 yuan per point."

Ning Chuan smiled brightly.

Opposite.

The crowd was boiling, and their eyes were blazing.

"Ning Chuan, don't go too far. It's true that you will become a knight in the future, but knights can't have no taboos!"

Jiang Moyu gritted his teeth and said.

Among these people, he lost the most points.

If you really want to buy it at the price of 30,000 yuan per point, it will cost more than 500 million yuan.

Jiang Moyu took a deep breath and said coldly: "We can't threaten you alone, but if we join hands, you will be in trouble even if you become a knight!"

"That's right, after a few decades, when we grow up, we will be the new rulers of Donglin!"

"Ningchuan, I advise you not to narrow your path!"

Many students echoed, and the threat was not concealed, and it was overflowing.

"Unity is strength, that's true."

Ningchuan sighed, raised his hand to the chopstick cage on the dining table, pulled out a chopstick, and said: "It's like one of you, facing me alone..."

Crack!

With a crisp sound, the chopsticks broke.

"It's so vulnerable."

Ningchuan threw away the broken chopsticks, and casually pulled out a large handful of chopsticks from the chopstick cage, about sixty or seventy, and said: "These represent all of you, and then, you unite together!"

After the words fell,

Ning Chuan looked at the students opposite him, exerted force with his fingers, and with a bang, a bunch of chopsticks were crushed into powder, and fine sand flowed from his fingers.

Everyone: "..."

What about unity is strength?

Why don't you follow the routine!

Ning Chuan threw the chopsticks into the trash can and said, "Do you know what this means?"

"What...what does it mean?"

A girl couldn't help asking out of curiosity.

"It means that you can't beat me together, either now or in the future!"

Ning Chuan grinned, his teeth were white.

Everyone looked at each other, speechless.

I don't know how to refute.

Because, that's the fact.

Ning Chuan beat all of them alone this morning.

Even, there was still some strength left.

"The price is here. It's up to you whether you want to buy it or not. I won't force you."

Ning Chuan said calmly, lowering his head to eat: "But, after lunch, I will go to the beast hunting ground.

The next time I return to the base, it will be at least seven days later."

Hearing this, the faces of the students all changed.

Except Ning Chuan, the points of other awakening students, added together, are estimated to be less than 10,000 points.

"I want 3,000 points, a total of 90 million, bank transfer!"

A student pushed a wheelchair over and asked Ning Chuan for his bank account.

"I want 7,000 points!"

"4,500 points, 135 million, have been transferred to you!"

...

Seeing this, the other students could only pay for it.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Ning Chuan's mobile phone kept vibrating, and the bank sent transfer information one after another.

A quarter of an hour later.

The last student who bought the points left in a wheelchair.

Ning Chuan looked at the screen of his mobile phone with a bright smile on his face.

"How much money did you make?!"

Song Shiyu and Shi Feng sat next to him, leaned over to take a look, and both took a breath of cold air.

More than 5 billion!

Excluding those aristocratic consortiums, Ning Chuan can already be on the rich list of Donglin District in terms of personal wealth.

Shi Feng swallowed his saliva and said, "Ning Chuan, do you still want the Vajra Body of the last nine levels?"

Ning Chuan sold almost all of the more than 180,000 points he earned in the morning.

"Yes."

Ning Chuan nodded and said calmly, "But I still

I'm short of 50,000 points.

This is not a small amount!

It will take me about ten days to earn that much, and I'll trade with you then. "

Shi Feng: "..."

Song Shiyu: "..."

They also wanted to do it so calmly.

Ning Chuan put away his phone and began to think.

More than 5 billion is a huge fortune.

But Shi Feng's words just reminded him.

His points will be used to buy the Vajra Body, and he can't exchange them for the Ten Thousand Beasts Nutrient Solution.

He can only buy it with money.

The market price of the Ten Thousand Beasts Nutrient Solution is 12 million per bottle!

At his current consumption rate, three bottles a day, more than 300 million yuan will be consumed in ten days.

He will have to practice the last nine levels of the Vajra Body.

It goes without saying that it will definitely require a huge investment.

Moreover, he doesn't have a Force practice method yet.

He doesn't like the Houtu and Tianshan grades of the exercises, and he must reach the Cangqiong grade at least.

The exercises of that level cost 1 billion yuan at a time.

Thinking of this, Ning Chuan got up and walked towards the cafeteria door.

Song Shiyu smiled from behind and said, "Don't you want to rest a little longer? "

"I'm too poor to rest. I have to make more money!"

Ning Chuan walked quickly.

Song Shiyu's forehead was covered with veins, and his right hand grasped the hilt of the sword like lightning.

Then, he let go powerlessly.

No way.

I can't beat him, and I can't pretend!

...

Time passed like water.

In the blink of an eye, more than half a month passed.

In the gradually scorching sun, spring completed its mission of reincarnation and left quietly with the sound of cicadas.

Early summer came in full dress.

May 29th.

There is only one day left before the end of the Shanhai Talent Training Camp.

At noon, the sun was blazing.

In the beast hunting ground, the trees were towering and wild, blocking out the warm light.

Ning Chuan walked alone in the forest, holding a war spear, with silver blood hanging from his waist. From time to time, there was a gleam of light in his dark eyes, as if he was hiding a sharp sword.

Now, he has reached the peak of the ninth stage of awakening.

Punch force, 18 tons!

The vigorous blood was surging in his body like a dragon. As long as he wanted, he could immediately condense the force seed and be promoted to a first-class warrior.

"But, I haven't reached my limit yet!"

Ning Chuan whispered to himself.

His Dragon Elephant Ancient Scripture is currently only in the subtle realm. When he reaches the expert realm or even the perfect realm, the upper limit will increase significantly.

The body can be further tempered.

"After the college entrance examination, I will find a deeper trench and use the water pressure to speed up the level of the Dragon Elephant Ancient Scripture. "

Ning Chuan thought to himself.

He estimated that in the two months of summer vacation, the Dragon Elephant Ancient Scripture could break through to the expert level.

"It's just a pity."

Ning Chuan shook his head secretly. According to his best plan, he would become a warrior before going to college.

Now it seems that he can only postpone it.