Then why do liberal arts colleges still exist...?
A flood of information rushed towards Su Feng, leaving him dazed and confused. He Xinnian, who was standing nearby, leaned in and pointed to a passage in the book, saying, "Humanity's only hope?"
"Without money, you and I don't even have the chance to become hope; we can only become beasts of burden!"
"If we had the money to buy Qi and Blood Tempering Pills, would we still be stuck in this classroom fighting for some so-called academic exam?"
"I've been waiting at home for ages to get into the martial arts academy!" He Xinnian paused, glancing at the middle-aged teacher on the podium, and added, "However..."
"If I could be noticed by a professor from the Faculty of Arts during the written exam, I could live a life of comfort and ease, just like the old man."
"It's a pity that even when we have a wealth of brilliant ideas, we might not encounter a discerning mentor!"
He Xinnian let out a long sigh and leaned his whole body against the wall behind him, as if he had completely let go.
Qi and Blood Pill? Martial Arts Academy?
Su Feng seemed to have grasped the key point in He Xinnian's words and tentatively asked, "Xinnian, how much does the Qi and Blood Pill cost again?"
This sounds like a fantasy world?
This Qi and Blood Pill should belong to the category of elixirs.
These are commonly used elixirs, so they shouldn't be too expensive.
Now that He Xinnian brought it up, Su Feng, filled with curiosity, immediately asked questions, not wanting to miss any opportunity to learn about this world.
Otherwise, how long would it take me to understand such a bizarre world?!
Hearing Su Feng's question, He Xinnian looked at him with slight surprise, "Don't even think about it, Brother Feng, you really dare to covet the Qi and Blood Pill?"
"That stuff costs a million each; there are hardly any people in the entire Jiangcheng who can afford it."
"Let's go to the martial arts exam site and give it a try, and see if our Qi and blood can reach level 2."
"If I'm lucky enough to get in, I might be able to enter a martial arts academy. Putting aside everything else, it wouldn't be bad to work hard for more than ten years and then transfer back to Jiangcheng to become some kind of section chief or team leader!"
He Xinnian was talking to himself.
Su Feng had no mind to listen anymore; his mind was foggy, and a voice suddenly appeared.
"The Free and Unfettered World System is about to materialize."
"Number of players in the China region: 1. Currently undergoing cultivation manifestation. Please prepare accordingly."
System? Game? Manifestation?
Su Feng suddenly turned around to look at He Xinnian, but He Xinnian's voice sounded extremely indistinct. He could only see him talking to himself, but he couldn't hear any of his words.
But one thing is certain: this voice may only be audible to Su Feng!
"The thirteenth level of cultivation, Immortal Emperor, is manifesting."
"Qi and Blood: 300 billion!"
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