Also known as: It's the Apocalypse, and Being a God of Mahjong Isn't Too Much to Ask, Is It?
The shadow of the apocalypse shrouds the land of Shenzhou, with crimson auroras, symbols o...
The other part is activity tasks, which are personal tasks.
The instructor will put forward relevant requirements. The more difficult the requirements are, the higher the reward credits will be.
After reading these details, Jiang Che finally understood the reason.
There are 18 classes, probably because they don’t want to accept me.
Because the collective task of each class requires "everyone to participate in military training."
If you are absent, the collective task will be considered a failure and no one in the class will be able to obtain credit rewards.
Because he failed to report on time, he was absent for several days.
If you force yourself to join a class at this time, all the students in the class will lose several credits.
Freshmen are not like old students. They are not as wealthy as them and can't just bet a few credits for fun.
In reality, the minimum price for one credit is 10,000 yuan.
Who would be willing to lose a few credits for a strange new student?
Even if the new student is a special recruit, it won’t work.
Specially recruited students are strong and talented.
But that's because you are strong, not me.
You can't force me to deduct credits just because you're strong, right?
Jiang Che could understand this mentality.
It is precisely because I can understand it that I find it difficult.
It is impossible for him to cheat all the students in a class as soon as he joins the class.
I thought about it over and over again, but couldn't come up with any result.
I clicked on the group chat again. It’s not that no one in the 18 classes accepted me, but that not all the students in the class were willing to accept me.
"Anyway, he's a special recruit. If he joins a class, it will definitely be easier for that class to do group tasks in the future."
"Don't be such a fangirl. Will you compensate me for the credits I lost?"
"That's right, there are over 30 people in a class, and a total of over 100 credits. Are you willing to pay for it?"
"I don't insist on him joining our class. Don't get excited. I'm just stating a fact. Special admissions students must have outstanding qualities. He can make great contributions to future class work."
"That's for the future. Anyway, I want the credits now more."
"Anyway, I don't want to accept him into our class."
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After browsing this information, Jiang Che felt a bit of a headache.
It is impossible for him to spend more than a hundred credits for no reason just to fit in with the class and to please those who are unwilling to accept him.
If they had accepted me from the beginning, it would not be impossible for me to give them more than a hundred credits to make up for their loss, which would be considered as returning the favor.
The other party has clearly expressed their unwillingness to accept him, so there is no way he can join them with a flattering attitude.
When everyone was at a loss, someone broke the deadlock.
"Principal Xu Yiran: It's not impossible for one person to form a class, but... you have 18 classes, so just don't regret it later."
"headmaster!"
"Hello, Principal!"
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