Even though Chu Feixiong had indirectly taught Demon Yan Reckless Bull Technique, he only gained 68 contribution points.
But now that he was an elite monster, Meng Chao could often go and play with Demon Yan, and he believed that his contribution points would definitely be high.
Chu Feixiong and Demon Yan made a promise that once the first stage of the national college examination was the in-school test, he would announce Reckless Bull Technique to the entire university, and Demon Yan would guarantee that he would be able to get a lot of cultivation resources from the principal.
Extorting the school was much better than fighting among classmates, so Meng Chao was fine with it.
When school ended, if he included Demon Yan's epiphany and the sparring in the study group, he had accumulated 1,758 contribution points.
Squatting in the toilet cubicle, he cast Elementary Healing and raised the healing progress to 71%.
He poured his remaining contribution points into increasing the Skillfulness of Basic Harvesting Skill.
Even though a few hundred contribution points were not enough to push his Basic Harvesting Skill from Specialist to Master, with each increase in Skillfulness, the memories from his previous life that had been accumulated in the depths of his mind rose, and it allowed him to gain a brand new understanding toward harvesting.
He could vaguely think of a way to treat Ning Shewo.
Today was the day of the material trade fair.
Once school ended, Meng Chao did not attend the night self-study session. He took the bus straight to Soaring Clouds Building.
He could vaguely remember joining some monster material trading fairs in his previous life. It sounded really awesome, but in truth, it was not much different from selling pork in a market. Organs, livers, spleens, lungs, and kidneys were all over the place, and everyone competed against each other to bid for a higher price.
When he saw the dazzling Cloud Soaring Building, the luxurious cars parked in front of the building, and the well-dressed men and women, Meng Chao lowered his head and looked at his wrinkled uniform. It was only then that he realized that something was off.
Forget about luxurious cars. Dragon City was short on space, and the parking fees, fuel surcharges, and vehicle and ship usage taxes were astronomical figures. Any car with four wheels, two sofas, and a crystal engine would be a symbol of nobility as long as it could be driven legally.
"In my previous life, although I've been a harvester for more than ten years, I've always been at the bottom of the circle. Back then, the trade fairs I participated in were like markets. But this time, I'm invited by White-Haired Ghostly Hands, so the level is naturally different. This outfit is a little out of place."
Meng Chao did not have the fetish of pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger.
If he had thought of this earlier, he would have changed into a cleaner set of clothes to show respect to Ning Shewo.
However, since he was already here, he was too lazy to go home to change. Besides, there were no good clothes at home.
Meng Chao flung his bag over his shoulder and coughed dryly. Then, without batting an eyelid, he mixed into a group of well-dressed men and women and entered Cloud Soaring Building.
In order to show its dignity, the five-star hotel was equipped with elevators.
Meng Chao had only been in an elevator a few times since he was young. When he saw the other person operate the elevator with ease, he cast a few more curious glances.
Seeing him like this, those young men and women couldn't help but snicker.
There were also young girls adorned with jewelry who nibbled on their male companion's ear and whispered about how out of place he was.
When he arrived at the entrance of the trade fair, the security guards and attendants looked at him with a mixture of confusion and vigilance. After confirming his identity over and over again, they let him in reluctantly.
"I'm sorry, my young friend. I'll only be there in ten minutes. Are you alright?" Ning Shewo soon called him.
"It's fine. I'm the one who finished school early. Elder Ning, take your time." Meng Chao did not mind.
The trade fair was held in the form of a buffet.
Compared to the pork market, it was more like a dinner for the rich and powerful of the upper class.
As they toasted with each other, the trading of monster materials was only secondary. Their main goal was to expand their connections, form relationships, and discuss business deals.
Meng Chao walked around the place a few times and listened to the important people with extraordinary presences talk about a few small deals worth a few hundred million.
Then, he saw many top-class harvesters whose eyes shone brilliantly and whose hands had spirit tattoos on them were clearly supernatural. They talked about their deals in a reserved manner.
The content of their conversations was something along the lines of "A certain powerful fighter was so rash that he destroyed a certain superbeast's organs with just one punch, and no one else could do anything about it. I'm the only one who can perfectly extract the organs that are as shredded as mud without losing any value."
There were also things like "A certain powerful fighter is matchless, but he only allows me to harvest the superbeasts he hunts. If I'm in trouble, he would rather not go to the fog."
In their words, the peerless fighters who intimidated Dragon City had turned into children who did not know the gravity of the situation. Every single time, they would beat up the monsters and force the harvesters to clean up the mess.
Even though Meng Chao knew that they were just bragging, he still felt his heart surge. Harvesters were indeed one of the best golden classes among the support classes!
As for the gazes the people cast on him, the luxurious environment, and the sumptuous food, Meng Chao was not bothered by it.
Yes, he was just a normal high school student.
But he had also seen the apocalypse before.
In the apocalypse, no matter how luxurious a five-star hotel was, it would be reduced to rubble. No matter how exquisitely dressed a beautiful woman was, it would be reduced to a skeleton with a painted skin. The peerless fighters who stood high above the masses and gave orders would be ants struggling on their deathbed the next day. It did not matter if they were from the upper class, were rich, had matchless skills, or were as rich as a country. All of it was just a dream and meaningless.
In this sort of Dragon City, was there any place he could not enter calmly? Was there anyone he had to lower his head to?
Meng Chao smiled and went to the table.
Everything about Kindling was good, but every time he exchanged for contribution points, he used up too much energy, and he needed to replenish his "fuel" madly.
Since it was a buffet in a five-star hotel, it would be a pity if he did not fill up his "fuel" for the next week.
No one really came to this sort of high-end cocktail party to eat.
Meng Chao carried two full plates of food on his own, and he attracted even more attention.
He did not care about it, but he thought that he had to save some face for Elder Ning, so he went to a corner behind a big flower pot and sat down cross-legged to eat.
While he ate happily, he suddenly heard people talking.
"Hey, did you see that high school student? He looks like he's a hungry ghost."
"He even stared at the buttons for a long time in the elevator just now. It's no wonder why he wanted to squeeze with us. If he was alone, he wouldn't even be able to go to the second floor."
"Isn't this trade fair an invitation system? Who invited this sort of person?"
Meng Chao narrowed his eyes and looked through the gaps between the plants. He saw eight young men in fancy clothes. They looked superior and bossy.
The core of the group was a handsome young man, but his eyes were a little puffy, and he looked a little sinister. The others called him Young Master Jun.
But they did not overdo it. Then, they changed the topic and talked about the world outside the fog.
"I heard from my teacher that the space-time vortex will completely calm down in at least three to five years. At that time, Dragon City will completely fuse with the Other World. Dragon City's armored cavaliers will be able to sweep through the Other World and suppress everything!"
"Then, the world will belong to us. We'll definitely be able to create history if we work hard."
"I heard from the people in the Other World that monsters aren't the only creatures in the Other World. There are plenty of strange things and even low-grade humanoid creatures. They're like the primitives from Earth. I wonder if they're strong?"
"What's there to be strong about? There are plenty of locals in the Other World, but they're really afraid of monsters. They call the place we transmigrated to Demonic Mountain, Bloody Mountain Range, Monster Mountain Range, and Cursed Land. In other words, monsters are the strongest fighting power in the Other World."
"But Earthlings have only transmigrated for a few decades, and we've already beaten up the monsters. Ha, once we completely destroy the monsters, the fog will be gone, and the other creatures in the Other World and the barbarians who wield clubs and stone axes will be useless. We'll be able to do whatever we want to them."
"It's a pity. It's not exciting at all. It's not fun at all."
The aristocratic children shook their heads and sighed.
Meng Chao wanted to laugh when he heard it.
The Other World locals around Monster Mountain Range did indeed fear monsters like they were demons, but so what?
There was an Amazon on Earth. There were pythons, crocodiles, piranhas, and other fierce beasts there. They were respected by many of the locals.
If a group of unlucky aliens transmigrated into the depths of the Amazon and spent decades killing the pythons, crocodiles, piranhas, and even defeating the locals, what would happen then?
Then, they would think that they were the strongest fighting power on Earth. If they destroyed the Amazon, they could conquer the entire world. When they came out excitedly, they would find the armies of the five great rascals on Earth watching them quietly.
The scene was so beautiful that Meng Chao could not bear to look at it.
He snickered.
"Who is it?!"
"Who is it?!"
"What's so funny?!"
The aristocratic children did not expect that there was a person hiding behind the flower pots. He was eavesdropping and laughing at them.
When Meng Chao came out with two trays of food scraps, their expressions turned incredibly strange.
They probably wanted to stomp on him, but they were afraid of dirtying their shoes.
The evil young man called Young Master Jun cast him a deep glance.
Meng Chao did not want to get into a conflict with them and cause trouble for Elder Ning. He held back his laughter and left in a hurry.
When the aristocratic children saw that he stank of smoked meat and that his hands were oily, they avoided him.
Ning Shewo finally came.
Ning Xueshi, who was dressed up nicely, was also there.
Ms. Ning was dressed in a burgundy, low-cut evening gown. A crystalline necklace hung around her neck, which was as long as a white swan's. It gave off a fragrance that could capture people's souls.
The mature attire that was enough to completely set off her figure, coupled with the natural coldness and arrogance in her eyes, made the young girl look a few years older, but the inadvertent childishness that she exuded made her look a little cute like a little girl pretending to be a strong woman. As soon as she appeared, she attracted everyone's attention.
"Is that Ghostly Hands Ning's granddaughter?"
"She's a famous beauty in the harvester circle."
"Don't even think about it. She's very cold. She won't even show respect to Young Master Jun. Last time, Young Master Jun wanted to …"
Ning Shewo was also wearing a luxurious robe that was meticulously made with a lot of monster materials. His white hair was combed neatly, and he wore a jade ring on his right thumb. He looked luxurious, but he did not lose his domineering air.
When they saw the dazzling grandfather-granddaughter pair walk to the rustic high school student, everyone was stunned.
"Ghostly Hands Ning invited this bumpkin?"
When Ning Shewo saw Meng Chao's attire, he was also stunned.
After coming into contact with Meng Yishan, Ning Shewo knew that Meng Chao did not have a family background and was just a normal high school student.
But the more he thought about Meng Chao's Seven Dissection Methods Performed in Reverse, the more interesting he found it. He thought that Meng Chao must have had a fortuitous encounter, and his master should be someone who could enlighten even the deaf in the field. Since he agreed to attend the banquet, his master would definitely teach him the basic rules.
Who knew that the young geniuses nowadays were all so unconventional and unconventional?
Ning Shewo thought about it and said hesitantly, "My young friend, are you … putting on an act?"
"Huh?"
"My grandpa means that you're intentionally dressing like this to stir up other people's disdain toward you. Then, you're looking for a chance to slap them in the face. You want to use this method to rise to fame in the harvester circle?"
"I'm not. I'm not. Don't spout nonsense. Why are the people's train of thought so strange lately?!"
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