Sitting in a taxi, with his chin propped up by his hand, Bai Ling looked at the passing scenery outside the window and thought: "Should I buy a car?"

It's not a big deal to take a taxi like this all the time.

He still remembers that when he first went to see Lin Ju four days ago, he took a taxi. After dropping him off, the driver immediately turned the car at a speed that even the AE86 could not match, leaving him no room to react.

During these four days, he has experienced the pain of having no means of transportation.

If possible, it is better to buy a car. Even if you don't drive it normally, it can come in handy at critical moments.

But buying a car requires money.

Thinking of this, Bai Ling unlocked his phone and clicked into the financial management app on his phone, intending to take a look at how much available savings he had in this world.

According to his thinking, the Bering in this world is the same person as him, so it is natural that their deposits should be similar.

Bai Ling worked part-time in his original world and also did some work as a painter. He was fairly well off and could afford a car if he gritted his teeth.

This world should be similar, right? With this thought in mind, Bai Ling glanced at his savings.

Then the next second, he sat up straight with his body suddenly, and hit his head heavily on the roof of the car, causing the whole car to shake subconsciously.

The noise startled the taxi driver, who subconsciously glanced at the back seat. Lin Ju also turned his head and looked back through the passenger seat's rearview mirror.

However, Bai Ling didn't bother to explain at this time. He just held the phone in both hands and looked at the numbers in the APP in shock.

"One, two, three..." Bai Ling's fingertips moved slowly backwards on the screen, as if he was out of breath, "Six, seven..."

A seven-digit deposit!

Even the first number of the seven-digit number was not "1", but "7"! This was the first time that Bailing saw such a large amount of money on his phone!

This is also the first time that Bai Ling has shown such an inappropriate behavior!

Because this is just an APP.

Bai Ling was very clear about himself. Because sometimes he needed to spend money elsewhere, he would occasionally save the money somewhere else and use it when needed.

In other words, in addition to this place, Bai Ling may have savings in other places... He didn't care about anything else, his fingertips trembled slightly, sliding back and forth on the phone screen.

After a long while, the movement slowly stopped.

Putting the phone aside, Bai Ling lay on his back in the back seat, his face looking hazy and dreamy.

"Almost eight figures in savings," he muttered to himself in an imperceptible voice, "I am a little too strong in this world..."

This is a huge sum of money that I have never seen in my life. Even if I sell myself, I can't earn so much.

However, right now, this money, something that he would never be able to possess in his lifetime, was lying quietly in his phone...

For no reason, Bering felt a sense of happiness as if a pie had fallen from the sky.

If there were no alien species and a host of other troubles, he would now be able to realize the dream he had never forgotten since he was a child.

That dream is, "I want to buy a house in a big city and rent it out to other people, then settle down in a small city and live off the rent every day..."

Struggling to get up, Bai Ling tapped his forehead gently: "It's normal actually. 'I' am a prophet in this world. Other things may be troublesome, but it's still very convenient to make some money."

Even if he didn't try to make money deliberately, Bai Ling was confident that he could earn money that was not inferior to this amount just based on the little future he saw.

In the final analysis, information is an advantage and even more so, capital. A prophet is someone who naturally possesses this capital and can squander it at will.

Not to mention high-end operations like cryptocurrency trading, even with the lottery, Bering can ensure that he makes money without any risk.

If I hadn't had a sense of crisis in my original world, I would have probably gone looking for money. So it's not surprising that I have accumulated this huge sum of money.

...Well, a little bit.

"This way, I basically don't need to worry about money," Bai Ling thought to himself while looking at his phone. "This is a good thing. After all, an organization needs a lot of money to support it in its infancy."

At present, this deposit of nearly eight figures can at least get Ming Zhou through the initial stage.

My original self probably thought the same thing, which is why I quietly accumulated so much money and didn't use it for all these years, right?

Really...

Looking at his reflection on the phone, Bai Ling smiled helplessly.

Just at this time, the train arrived at the station.

After paying the fare, he put his phone back into his pocket and got out of the car with Lin Ju.

In front of him is Bai Ling’s destination - his school, Linjiang University.

It was only a short time since he left school in his original world, but when he stood in this place again, Bai Ling still felt a sense of melancholy as if he had been away for a long time.

After thinking for a while, he felt that it was probably because he had experienced too much during this period of time that he became a little sentimental.

Shaking his head, Bai Ling said to Lin Ju behind him, "Go open a hotel, using your name and my name."

Lin Ju nodded silently and left without any objection.

Bering was left standing alone at the entrance of the university.

The sun in early summer was a little dazzling, shining on Bering's skin, which was disguised as normal, and it appeared a little crystal white.

Shielding his eyes from the sun with his arms, Bai Ling looked inside the school.

Strictly speaking, founding Ming Zhou should be considered as a college student’s entrepreneurship, right? Although the goal of entrepreneurship, namely “saving the world”, sounds a bit strange, and Bai Ling’s major is not suitable, but in the end… it is also a good place to increase jobs, improve talent flow, innovate industrial layout, achieve multi-end progress, and promote the healthy development of the upstream and downstream circulation system, and promote economic growth.

The counselor won’t disapprove…right?

Bai Ling felt a little unsure.

Compared with going to the police station or anywhere else, the legal way of encouraging "college students' entrepreneurship" is the least calculating way he can find.

If it doesn't work, just cheat and let the "web weaver" add himself in...

No, the existence of the "Web Weaver" cannot be exposed for the time being. It is a trump card.

Rubbing his hair, Bai Ling sighed, and finally took a step forward.

The moment he stepped into the school gate.

In the school, a somewhat surprised voice echoed in his ears: "Are you... Bai Ling?"

What a familiar voice. I feel like I've heard it somewhere before.

Hearing the voice, Bai Ling subconsciously turned his head to take a look.

"Hmm?" Bai Ling raised his eyebrows.

"Squad leader?"