Chapter 39 Loss of Money

Wen Le and his friends had a blast the rest of the day. The four senior students were kept tied up in the cave like meat dumplings, as they couldn't fight them, and they wanted to avoid getting into trouble if they were released. The others continued to act as bait, feeding anyone they caught, and leaving them hungry if they didn't.

To get food, these guys were really trying to deceive people. Lily was afraid they might run away and threatened them: "Don't even think about running away. If you run away, I'll bring this cat to catch you. If I catch you, you'll be tied up like them until the end of the field training, and you won't be given any food."

This threat is quite harsh, especially when these people are roaring with hunger, it is particularly deterrent.

Several people said that they would never run away, and they wanted to swear to the sky to make Lily believe it.

Only then did Lily waved her hand and let them go.

I have to say that this guy worked hard to get food. In just over a day, he managed to trick three groups of people back. Wen Le and his team had a fruitful field training this time.

When the field training ended, the "meat dumplings" burst into tears of joy when they saw their team leader. God knows how much they had endured in the past two days. Not only were they tied up, but they were also hungry. This was the first time in their lives that they had endured such a severe hardship.

As poor students, they also missed the days in school so much at this moment. Although they had to do exercises and memorize books every day, at least they could eat their fill and fly freely... No, they could move freely... Oh...

The youngest among them was not tied up. When he saw the teacher rushing over and hugging his waist, he cried very sadly. It was so sad that anyone who heard it would cry.

The teacher in charge coughed awkwardly and glared at Lily and the others, his meaning obvious: untie everyone quickly.

If it wasn't in front of them, they could use the excuse of not knowing or seeing it to shirk responsibility, but now that they have seen it, how can they continue to let the students suffer?

Lily and the others were quite smart and quickly loosened the ropes on these people.

Wen Le even healed their injuries when he came, especially the senior whose face was swollen by Jin Cancan. He took special care of him and ensured that his face did not look swollen at all, and his skin was even more delicate than before.

Li Zhenzhen was so moved by what she saw that she even wanted to beat her face until it was swollen and let Wen Le use his supernatural powers to heal it.

Wen Le definitely couldn't let her do this, otherwise Uncle Li would come to the school and tear him apart if he found out.

The next step is to count the items and rank them.

The leading teacher divided the team into two groups, one to count and estimate, and the other to record. After several groups worked together, it was soon Wen Le and his team's turn.

The teacher in charge of the inventory raised an eyebrow when he saw their things and said, "Not bad, quite a harvest."

In the end, Wen Le and his team earned a total of 1,030 credit points, ranking third.

Lily was not happy with this: "Why are we only ranked third? We obviously have the most stuff."

The teacher in charge of the inventory responded, "Your things are the least valuable." He pointed to the items of the first and second items and said, "Theirs are all rare metals. Although there are few of them, they are valuable. Although your things are numerous, they are not worth much compared to the rare metals."

Xu Dongdong suddenly popped up at this time: "Teacher, we haven't finished taking our things yet!"

The teacher in charge of the inventory suddenly had a bad feeling, thinking that this little fat boy might cause trouble.

Sure enough, what Xu Dongdong said next gave him a headache.

"Teacher, we still have a metal rack that we haven't brought over yet. It's too heavy for us to lift. Could you please help us get it?"

The counting teacher said with a dull face: "If you can't get it, it won't count."

Xu Dongdong was not happy with this. "But the rules don't say that. Teacher, you just told us to pick up as many treasures as possible and then exchange them for credits to donate. You didn't say that if we don't bring any back, they won't count. Teacher, you guys won't go back on your word, right?"

The counting teacher: “…”

Why are kids nowadays so cunning? They are caught in loopholes just because they don’t say a word clearly. Will we be able to control these naughty kids in the future?

But that's all for the future. Right now, I have to help him get that metal rack back. I can't let a student accuse me of cheating, right?

So the teacher called a few colleagues, and Xu Dongdong led the way to retrieve the metal frame he'd mentioned. When they arrived, the teachers were stunned by the sight of the metal frame. "How the hell are we going to get this out? If we move it even slightly, the whole hole might collapse!"

Think about the mountain of garbage above your head...

They immediately broke out in cold sweat.

Finally, several teachers discussed it and decided to just appraise the price on the spot and put the money in. As for the shelf, let it stay here, at least it can play its role.

In the end, Wen Le's team successfully counterattacked... and became the second place. Xu Dongdong complained in a low voice: "Not even as good as the third place..." Second place sounds so bad. When people mention someone, they always say they are the second place, and never say they are the third place.

After ranking and donating money, Wen Le and the others' field training came to a successful conclusion. As for those students who were robbed?

Who can you blame if you are not as skilled as others?

Besides, the school has no rules prohibiting theft of other students’ things, so these people can only blame themselves for their bad luck.

After returning to school, Xu Dongdong was as happy as a crazy bird, flying here and there, unable to stop for a moment.

However, Wen Le began to worry because the time to submit his self-criticism had come.

Because the fight incident happened just before the monthly exam, the school relaxed the deadline to prevent it from affecting their exams, requiring them to submit the review afterward. Wen Le had originally figured he'd have three days off after the exams, so he figured he'd somehow finish writing this 10,000-word self-review, even if it was just a matter of squeezing it out. But then it happened to coincide with the school's field training.

When Xu Dongdong came back and saw Wen Le lying on the table with a gloomy face, he asked him, "What's wrong with you?"

Wen Le looked at him with great dismay. This guy didn't have to be afraid because he had his grandfather to support him, and he even had his own father's original review to copy. He was so lucky.

Xu Dongdong guessed something and suddenly laughed out loud, "You're not worried about the self-review, are you?" He patted Wen Le's shoulder with his claws and said, "I told you to go to Xingwang to place an order. Xingwang has a lot of private orders for help writing self-reviews."

Wen Le straightened his back suddenly upon hearing this. Xu Dongdong expected him to righteously declare that he would never do such a fraudulent act. Instead, he heard Wen Le ask flatteringly, "Where can I find such a ghostwriting service?" Could he say that he had secretly searched for it on Starnet? Was it because he felt guilty and wasn't very familiar with Starnet that he couldn't find it?

He would never say such an embarrassing thing.

But even without him saying it, Xu Dongdong could guess it, and immediately laughed until tears came out. He wiped his tears and said, "You have come to this day too? Didn't we agree to be the mudslide among the poor students? You are breaking the rules by doing this~"

Wen Le rushed over in anger and pulled the fat boy's hair into a mess, saying, "Tell me quickly, or we'll be friends again!"

Xu Dongdong quickly raised his hands in surrender: "Okay, okay, I'll tell you. Isn't that enough for me?"

Five minutes later.

On the virtual streets of StarNet, two children, one fat and one thin, sneaked into a stationery store, one in front and one behind. The thin one here was Wen Le. It was the first time he had done such a thing, and he felt extremely guilty and a little hesitant.

Xu Dongdong taught him: "The more you act like this, the more people will be curious about why you're here. Just walk away openly. You'll get used to this kind of thing sooner or later."

Wen Le: “…” I don’t want to get used to it at all!

But he was also quite moved. This ghostwriting business was actually operating so openly on the street, even with a sign, and they weren't afraid of being smashed by parents. Back when they were in school, if they were caught doing something like this, they would definitely be beaten to a pulp.

Xu Dongdong was clearly a regular here. He greeted the salesperson with a familiar air, then picked up the virtual ordering device on the counter and began placing his order. "I've written down my specific requirements. The writing style isn't important, but it must be original. Ten thousand words is a must, not a single word less. If you can't meet my requirements, I'll definitely give you a bad review."

The salesperson knew him well and smiled, "Don't worry, we'll definitely satisfy you. We guarantee the content is authentic and touching, and we won't be lying."

Xu Dongdong nodded in satisfaction, pulled Wen Le over from behind, pointed at him and said, "But he's the one taking the order this time. You can talk to him for the details."

The salesperson wasn't surprised at all. He saw new customers like this every day, so it was nothing new. He led Wen Le inside and asked him about his specific request and the details of the situation. After all, the person writing the letter wasn't the customer, so it was impossible for them to write without understanding the details, as that would easily lead to errors. Only after the salesperson assured him that they would never disclose a customer's privacy did Wen Le speak.

At first he was a little embarrassed, but then he relaxed and told him everything that had happened, including the school's punishment. After listening, the other party said, "Your order is urgent and the time is a bit tight, so the price will be increased. Is this okay with you?"

Wen Le wants to ask if you can give me a discount if I have any opinions.

He grumbled inwardly, nodding, "No problem with that." It was too late to complain. Time was running out. He couldn't possibly write a ten-thousand-word self-criticism. A little extra money would be better than getting punished twice by the school, which would be humiliating. He probably knew him by now.

The salesperson nodded, indicating that the order was acceptable. He then took out an Earth-era calculator and punched in a number: "Here's the price. Is it acceptable to you, sir?"

Wen Le was originally thinking that the salesperson was quite fashionable, actually imitating the habits of Earthlings, but when he saw the prices above, he was immediately depressed.

The calculator clearly showed six hundred.

Wen Le burst into tears immediately. People really can't make mistakes. It's such a waste of time and money.