Wang Zheng rubbed his forehead, looking at the smiling tenth-year student in front of him, and casually dealt with him.
"Hello, senior, it's a pleasure to meet you."
However, Shu Linglun was very enthusiastic and said, "With Wang Zheng's strength, why do you need to queue here? Come on, let's go directly over. In our school, strength is paramount. If you work hard and are strong enough, you can enjoy special privileges."
Wang Zheng did not refuse. Although Shu Linglun had the idea of befriending him and his words also contained elements of showing off his own strength, Wang Zheng was not opposed to it.
He understands that the school introduced this policy to encourage students to study hard, and that such a policy would not harm him. However, it is hard to say how effective it will be, or whether the benefits outweigh the drawbacks.
At the very least, under such policies, there will inevitably be plenty of scheming cliques and bullying of newcomers.
However, it seems quite obvious that I'm not on the so-called list of newcomers.
“Junior Wang Zheng, since our student union was established, too many prominent businessmen and politicians have emerged from it, and quite a few have even joined the military. If you could join, it would definitely be of great benefit to you after graduation, not to mention…”
Wang Zheng had always been in contact with high-level combat forces and hadn't had much contact with ordinary students at the school. Although Shu Linglun kept talking big, Wang Zheng really couldn't muster much interest in him.
People in different circles naturally pursue different things. They think about how much benefit they can get from school before graduation and how good a job they can find after graduation.
Are these things important to Wang Zheng?
Want strength?
In terms of his current attributes, he is not much worse than most mentors. He himself is not sure how high he can grow in four years.
Want to work?
Jingnan Research Institute, Jingnan Military Region, Jingnan University—keep in school for him. Keep in mind, he's only been a freshman for a month, and there are already so many positions waiting for him.
Even so, it depends on whether you're willing to go.
The two really couldn't find common ground. Wang Zheng casually made a few perfunctory remarks, then used the excuse of having to prepare for the freshman exchange competition to go directly into the building where supplies were exchanged.
Before Shu Linglun, who was left standing at the door, could say anything, his lackey behind him couldn't hold back any longer.
"Wang Zheng is really too arrogant. He thinks he's something special just because he has a little bit of strength. He even dares to look down on our student council. Brother Shu, should I find a chance to have someone teach him a lesson?"
Shu Linglun, however, was unusually clear-headed: "It's normal for them to look down on the student council because they are strong. It's also normal for awakened beings to have higher standards, especially since they are the rarest healing type. Don't provoke them if you don't want to."
The man was about to speak again, still indignant, when he was interrupted once more. This time, his expression was serious, completely devoid of his previous enthusiasm and friendliness. He spoke slowly and deliberately, saying, "I told you, don't provoke him!"
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Wang Zheng had already entered the exchange hall, which was quite spacious.
Perhaps to protect the students' privacy, the students in line were made to wait outside.
As Wang Zheng approached, the teacher at the window immediately asked with a smile, "Wang Zheng, what would you like to exchange for?"
Wang Zheng was somewhat surprised to see this person and immediately replied politely, "Teacher Chu, what are you doing here?"
It turns out that the teacher in the management office is Chu Xiaoman's father, Chu Jingnan, whom she met on the first day of school.
Chu Jingnan remained as refined as ever, smiling faintly as he said, "I didn't want to teach students or practical courses, so Old Man Chu assigned me here. Besides, the exchange office always needs someone to manage it, and I don't dislike this position. Tell me quickly, what do you want to exchange?"
Wang Zheng scratched his head and took out his C-grade sledgehammer and Zong Zheng's broken spear.
"In order to prepare for the upcoming Magic University Freshman Exchange Competition, the principal agreed to let me exchange these for an A-grade hammer."
Chu Jingnan: ? ? ?
"Wang Zheng, wait a minute."
At this moment, Chu Jingnan lost his composure and immediately took out his phone to make a call.
Then Wang Zheng heard Chu Jingnan cursing loudly from behind.
"Old man, are you crazy? You want to trade two C-grade hammers for an A-grade one? Do you think the exchange area is full of spirit ore?"
"Don't give me that, it's useless. If it's no good, it's no good. You're always giving such lavish rewards, the school is almost bankrupt, you know that!"
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After a while, the sound gradually faded away. No one knew what Old Man Chu had said to him before he calmed down.
Chu Jingnan hung up the phone, turned around, took a few deep breaths to calm himself down, and then turned back to face Wang Zheng.
"Do you want to fuse this weapon or get a new one?"
Wang Zheng stood there stunned for a moment, not answering Chu Jingnan's question, but instead asking, "Is the school's exchange office running low on supplies? Maybe we should just forget about it?"
Hearing Wang Zheng's words, Chu Jingnan was also taken aback. It was obvious that he knew Wang Zheng's personality.
But in an instant, he regained his previous confident demeanor and said casually, "What are you thinking? It's a top-tier university in the country, how could it really go bankrupt? I just wanted to find an opportunity to scold the old man."
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