Zhao Longfei was dumbfounded.
"You… you can select at most twenty electives, and you actually negotiated with more than twenty instructors?"
"You might not believe it, but when I contacted them yesterday, my right eyelid kept twitching. I felt like something bad was coming, so I reached out to more people and left myself some margin."
Then he gave Zhao Longfei a sly grin, "Who would've thought it'd actually come in handy today."
He hadn't expected Qin Siyang, this crafty kid, to be this cautious.
Zhao Longfei knew that if he kept arguing with Qin Siyang, it would only lead to losses outweighing gains.
"Little Qin, be honest with me. Why are you so determined to finish all your elective credits in one semester?"
Qin Siyang didn't intend to hide it. He looked at Zhao Longfei, "If you want to choose courses, you have to be at school first."
"Isn't that obvious?"
"Maybe… in the future, I won't be able to come back to school when the semester starts anymore."
"What do you mean? You won't be able to return? Are you dying?"
"Don't curse me! I mean I've got other things to deal with."
"What things?"
"I don't know. But better safe than sorry. No matter what, I should at least finish my credits and get my university diploma. That way, it won't be like I came here for nothing."
"Didn't expect you to be so hung up on a diploma."
Qin Siyang nodded, his gaze drifting as if recalling something, "Getting into a top university and graduating smoothly… that really was an obsession of mine during a certain time in my life."
Zhao Longfei scratched his head, still feeling like something wasn't quite right.
After a while, he said again, "Let me make this clear first. This is the apocalypse. Graduates from our South Glory University aren't guaranteed job assignments."
Qin Siyang let out a chuckle, "You think I need you to assign me a job?"
After a light joke to ease the mood, Zhao Longfei sighed again, "If you'd told me earlier, it's not like I couldn't have understood you…"
"Oh, give me a break. Like I don't know you?", Qin Siyang curled his lip, "If it's something big, maybe I could talk it over with you. But for something small like this, would you have agreed if I didn't push you into a corner?"
Zhao Longfei's anger, which had already cooled, flared up again at those words.
But looking at Qin Siyang's shameless expression, he really couldn't do anything.
In the end, he only left behind one sentence, "Next time something like this happens, come to me directly. My price will definitely be cheaper than those twenty or thirty lecturers and professors."
Then he shut off the conversation shield and turned to leave.
Seeing Zhao Longfei walk away without saying a word, and then looking at Qin Siyang's smug face, everyone understood that in this contest between the two, Qin Siyang had won.
Some thought the two had staged an act together and couldn't help but sigh, "People always say Qin Siyang and President Zhao are in the same pants. Today I finally saw it with my own eyes."
But Chu Baxing and the others knew clearly that Zhao Longfei wouldn't bother putting on a show in front of a bunch of kids like them.
After submitting his course selections, Qin Siyang left the computer room.
Zhao Sifang whispered, "Brother-in-law, my second uncle went head-to-head with Brother Qin again and lost. You think someone as capable as Brother Qin might make history and become the student union president in his sophomore year?"
"Student union president?", Gu Yunpeng let out a laugh, "At this rate, he might even join the board of directors in his sophomore year."
Sitting behind Qin Siyang, Sally's expression grew more and more aggrieved.
She had originally wanted to take the same courses as Qin Siyang to increase their chances of meeting and interacting. But Qin Siyang had chosen courses at random, and it didn't even look like he planned to attend classes.
On top of that, she didn't have Qin Siyang's kind of invincible privilege. At most, she could only select five electives.
Pouting as she finished choosing her courses, Sally left in a huff.
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After leaving, Qin Siyang didn't return to the guesthouse. Instead, he headed to the Miracle Building and knocked on the door of Lu Daoxing's laboratory.
Lu Daoxing opened the door, looking exhausted, "Little Qin, what do you need?"
"Professor Lu, are you still busy researching Tier 3 God-Hunting tools to pay off your debt?"
"Yeah. It should be almost done soon. What's up?"
"Can we talk inside?"
"Sure."
After closing the door, Qin Siyang took out Hong Liang's ant-shaped tool from his storage box, "Professor Lu, I came today to ask you how to use this God-Hunting tool."
"Use it? You can't?"
Lu Daoxing picked up the ant. A black cylindrical lens suddenly appeared over his eye. After observing it for a moment, he placed it on the table.
"This spatial-type God-Hunting tool, Hong Liang never fully figured it out. He didn't even know how to add a special lock. That's why it was left behind after his death."
"Professor Lu, you're amazing! Right on the mark! Yes, this is a spatial tool. I've been studying it on my own these past couple of days, but I couldn't find a way to enter the space inside its abdomen. Professor Lu, can you teach me?"
"It's not my tool. I'll need to study it first," Lu Daoxing's gaze rested on the ant, "Spatial tools have significant limitations. The user has to be inside the tool's space. When you pull an enemy into that space, you're inside it as well, so it can't be used purely to restrain enemies."
"The purpose of a spatial tool is to pull an enemy into an isolated space for a duel. Do you think this tool is useful for you?"
Qin Siyang thought for a moment, "It sounds a bit underwhelming, since duels are full of variables. But I lack methods to restrict an enemy's movement range. This Tier 4 spatial tool could serve as a backup card."
"Alright. Since you think it's useful, I'll figure out how to activate it. A tool that can't even have a special lock added won't be too complicated. Sit here for a bit. I'll have an answer soon."
"So fast? That's great."
Lu Daoxing put the ant tool into a small glass box, "Anything else?"
"Yes! Professor Lu, could you give me another Tier 4 armor?"
"Another one? Didn't Old Li just repair a Tier 4 armor for you?"
"Heh! It broke."
"Broke… fine. I still have a spare. I'll give you one."
"Thank you, Professor Lu! I'm bowing to you in my heart."
"You brat, cut it out. Oh right, I'm about to pay off my debt. My wife wants to invite you over for a meal again to thank you."
Qin Siyang once again pictured that frail sequence ability user in his mind.
"How's Aunt Yang's mental state?"
"Better than before," Lu Daoxing leaned against the experiment table and rubbed his forehead, "I've already decided. Once I clear this debt, I'll sell some God-Hunting tool technology for gold coins and improve our living conditions. That way she won't overthink things again and do something foolish."
"Good idea! Professor Lu has a family, after all. You can't just live like Director Zhang, not caring about anything."
"Mm. This whole thing has been a lesson for me. Communication between husband and wife is really important."
Qin Siyang didn't have much experience with marital relationships, so he could only nod beside him.
"Professor Lu, if you still need crimson crystals, just tell me."
Lu Daoxing looked up, "You still have extras?"
"Yes."
Lu Daoxing ruffled Qin Siyang's hair with a smile, "You've really got me tempted, kid. Alright, once I've paid off my debt and start researching Tier 5 God-Hunting tools, I'll definitely come to you and ask for a steep price."
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