Lantern [Interstellar]

In the past twenty years, the economic center of the alliance has gradually shifted from the capital star to the academy city, which has become a well-known incubation center in the universe. For decades, countless elite leaders have left, whether it is the military or the government. Students here are salivating.

What is paralleled with this is the difficulty of graduation here.

I don’t know when, after independence, the affiliated colleges here have also learned to be strict with the students. It can be said that there is almost a morbid imitation of Kunlai University. Strict exams and dissertation reviews, this place can almost be said to be the least developed place in the entertainment industry-except for a few weird ones that are open to the sky, ordinary students simply cannot spare time to surf the Internet.

Of course, Lou Huaiyang also belongs to the latter group. He is not a lecturer yet, and he is studying under Qingmo for the time being. Since he has a small stove taught by Qingmo, it is much easier than those students. Others have already fully invested in it. In the work and rest time of the university town—that is, there is no work and rest time. Anyway, after the mental strength is adjusted, the sleep time is greatly reduced, and various nutrient solutions can also repair the tired body at any time. Sometimes time is not enough, and you have to go to the virtual environment to deduct more A little time, Kun-Lai's virtual world has a time ratio, about 8 hours longer than the normal world, but it is limited, and it will be cleared after passing.

However, there seems to be something wrong with today's atmosphere?

"Why are you still sleeping, something serious has happened!" Someone roared loudly outside the window.

Hey, the sound is so strong that the sound insulation glass can be heard, how loud is the voice of the person next door?

Lou Huaiyang reached out and took out his optical computer, habitually browsing the Internet.

"Principal Xie is wise and mighty, and agrees that those with mental power above the second level do not have to clear the extra time of the day, and it will be closed every week, and transactions are allowed at the same time!" This is the headline of the news.

Lou Huaiyang was taken aback.

The whole person's mind was a little unresponsive.

There was a moment of silence on the Internet, and there was not a single comment.

After a long time, Yang Cai in the group said quietly: "Ache, you must be satisfied with Chuan Deng?"

Time can be traded! ! !

Although it was only in the Kun-Lai region, this kind of incident almost shocked the entire alliance world for a while, with roars and celebrations everywhere.

It was as if he had become a billionaire in an instant.

This extra time is tradable.

The GM and management order of Kunlai's realm nailed Ache to countless villains, and their workload almost rose with revenge in an instant.

Of course, time was fired into sky-high prices for a while.

Ji Yunlai was a little puzzled for a while, and asked the lamp: "In this way, the strong will be stronger, and the weak will be weaker. Do you know that the consequences are unpredictable?"

Xie Chuandeng just smiled, confidently: "There will be a handling fee."

The handling fee is 60.

Ji Yunlai was silent for a while, and looked at Chuan Deng one more time, very unwilling to admit that this kind of profiteer who sucked the marrow and knocked the bones belonged to his family.

……

Of course, this handling fee also made the headlines of the new article, and for a while there were all kinds of verbal criticisms and strong protests against Chuan Deng.

Xie Chuandeng just ignored him, he was just in a good mood for a while, and he missed a small gap, and was annoyed by the noise, so he turned around and ordered 80 if there was another noise.

For a while, the Internet was silent, and even those star news channels that claimed to be defiant of power quietly withdrew their headlines.

Principal Xie proved with practical actions that a father will always be a father, and a grandson will always be a grandson!

Although the procedure fee is high, it still cannot stop the enthusiasm of the students.

And Lou Su's vision was the sharpest, he immediately found his son Huaiyang, and ordered him to go out.

So Lou Huaiyang immediately returned to Kun-Lai Realm and registered a "Time Bank" in it.

The rules of the bank are very simple. When users have extra time but need to clear it, they can deposit it in the bank. Similarly, the Northern Territory Bank Service Agency is opened to match customers, and they can trade directly without intermediaries to earn the difference.

The bank does not have interest, on the contrary, it charges a handling fee, but the bank has cabbage, which can be exchanged at any time, and the exchange rate is settled according to the current price fluctuation.

Thanks to Lou Huaiyang's strong character and strength endorsement, his family's bank was overwhelmed by customers almost instantly.

Before Lou Huaiyang even came to his senses, he had already become a wealthy man, and he was a little dazed for a while.

He didn't need to do it himself, his father had arranged for someone to help him, he just needed to stand in the middle of the bank like a mascot.

……

"Interstellar is regarded as the practice of the whole people, how about Kunlai side?" Xie Chuandeng was a little complacent about this, and asked Qingmo about it quietly.

"Forget it." The green devil thought for a while before saying, "After the large-scale planting of spiritual plants outside the territory, it is easier to refine the spiritual root talent, but the achievements of ordinary people are still limited, and the road to practice is difficult, not ordinary people. man can bear."

Just like the prosperity of this world is not inferior to that of Kunlai, everyone has no worries about food and clothing, and knowledge and wisdom are readily available, but how many people can master a subject and reach the top level of the industry?

"Yes, each effort is different," Xie Chuandeng thought about it, and then changed the subject, "My Fuzhou, how are you doing recently?"

"He's a good guy, he's one of the best, and you're the one to thank the family." Qingmo said with a smile, "But Fuzhou is a well-behaved guy, and he never tries to die."

"Well, that's what I taught." Xie Chuandeng was a little reserved, leaving Qing Mo speechless.

"Is there anything else?" The green devil is not good at talking and asked doubtfully.

"Didn't I have a good time with Ah Che recently?" Xie Chuandeng was very happy in his heart, but he restrained himself and continued to pretend to be sad, "But Ah Che is not happy. Happy... I wonder if there is a solution?"

Ah Che's "Halfway Child Skill" was broken by him, and the express train of spiritual cultivation stopped, and he was depressed every day. Is there any solution?

"Well, let me ask Ah Yun if he can practice again." Qing Mo said very well.

"Don't!" Xie Chuandeng didn't want to be widowed and married for another 20 years, so he hurriedly stopped him, "Can you change it?"

The green devil looked at him innocently.

Xie Chuandeng whispered: "Help me."

As he spoke, he put a small bottle of medicine into Qingmo's hand.

"Isn't this a potion for mutants?" Green Demon asked suspiciously.

Xie Chuandeng whispered something in a whisper, making Qing Mojun blush slightly, and after thinking for a second, he nodded in agreement.

……

On the second day, the green demon reported Kunlai's complete collection of double cultivation methods over the years for Chuan Deng to learn from.

Both parties are very satisfied.

Meng Jun was holding a big needle and turning it at his fingertips. On the opposite side, Bai Miao's scalpel cooperated seamlessly with him, quickly repairing the spiritual world that came to cure the alien body.

And use the six-dimensional video as a teaching plan to play to students.

A new student was puzzled: "Boss Meng, why do you want to mute the playback?"

The other students smiled and said nothing. The freshmen asked them this question, but this is an introductory class for freshmen, so they must ask the boss.

Bai Miao smiled slightly: "Then I will play the sound."

In the next second, the screams soaring into the sky were so terrifying that they burned out the audio equipment in an instant and almost pierced the newborn's heart.

"Understood," Meng Jun smiled, "You should also pay attention to protecting your mental power and sea of ​​consciousness. When something goes wrong, the treatment cannot be anesthetized. Although there are mental power suppressing drugs, for future development, we It cannot be anesthetized."

The new student shrank his head slightly, feeling a little scared—what is spiritual power? It means that the senses are magnified countless times. In this case, the more severe the operation, the more the magnification. This situation is really terrifying, and the patient is really pitiful...

His thoughts continued beyond March.

"Why didn't anyone come to see me for treatment?" The freshman was very aggrieved, "I have helped each other with my friends many times."

"There are too few experimental subjects, so it's not easy to take turns." The freshman next to him was also very distressed. "There is no war, and the skills increase very slowly. There are too many treatment cabins, and they are robbing us of opportunities."

"Then what should we do?" The freshman thought for a long time, and suddenly suggested, "I heard that Boss Meng is going to open a spiritual power improvement project. Should we try it? There must be many people who will participate."

"We are all new students. There must be more old students for such sought-after things."

"Just because we are freshmen, we can help each other improve our mental strength by participating, and we can also change the direction of trying."

"You're right, but why am I not happy at all?"

"Well, if you think about our professional prospects, will you be happier?"

"That's right, let's work hard together and become a good partner like Boss Bai and Boss Meng!"

The two roommates made an oath. They are not the first ones. You must know that in the medical department, all roommates are life-and-death friends.

……

"No, there are too few samples and not enough subjects." Bai Miao said to Meng Jun with some hesitation, "After such a student graduates, the major is definitely not stable enough, and the effect of dismantling the variant is not the best. The pharmacy major also wants to be independent recently. It’s also a department, how to solve it?”

Meng Jun was not in a hurry for the students, but he couldn't stand seeing Xiaobai anxious, and immediately said: "I also think it's not good, you see, if not, we propose to the principal to do spiritual power for the students in the entire academy city." Check, how?"

"Can it work? We are notorious now." Bai Miao hesitated.

"I'll just go to Vice Principal Ache." Meng Jun was very confident. "He's been running out of money recently. We can give him a recuperation plan. He will definitely convince Principal Chuan Deng."

Both of them felt that there was something interesting, and continued to talk about state affairs, confident and calm, and had already started discussing which aspects to check would be better.

When Xie Chuandeng was called by name and listened to them discussing Ah Che's grievances, he felt great pity in his heart, and hugged Ah Che tightly beside him contentedly.

Ache had fallen asleep exhaustedly.

Xie Chuandeng's heart suddenly moved, he took out the Kunlai Net Jue given to him by the Taoist master, quickly flipped to the god post where the head master proposed to Qing Mo, and added his and Ah Che's names to it-this post has become Kun-Lai's marriage certificate sticker.

The posts in the post were immediately filled with replies condemning him, saying that he was too arrogant, a Kun-Lai traitor would dare to desecrate such a sacred post.

Xie Chuandeng is not worried at all, anyway, these people can't follow the Internet to trouble him.

By the way, it seems that there is no wedding...should make up for it.

While thinking about it, he thought about how to hold a wedding...

Because he was too preoccupied, he didn't notice the flash of the net, and a faint light cluster emerged from it, and got into his optical brain.