After watching the news in the dorm for a while, there was a knock on the door.
Garon turned off the computer and opened the door.
Aier walked in with an unpleasant expression on his face.
"What's wrong with you?" Garon was a little surprised.
"Nothing, it's just that I've asked about Mia's family situation." Aier closed the door and sat down to pour himself a glass of water. "What are you doing? There's a weird smell of medicine in the room?"
He frowned and looked around the messy dorm room. The floor was covered with paper that had been used to place the white stone just now. There was still some white goose powder on it.
"I'll clean it up." Garon rolled up the paper on the floor and threw it into the bin. Then, he found a rag and wiped the places with more stone powder.
Aier looked at Garon and continued to speak while supporting himself on the sofa.
"Mia's family made a mistake in their business investment and lost a lot of money. Now, they even owe a huge debt."
Garon thought of the girl who often visited him in the hospital. Although he did not get all of Nonosiva's memories, he would not forget anyone who was sincere to him. In his opinion, Mia was genuinely nice to Nonosiva. There was no selfishness and it was purely a friendship.
"What about the impact on her?" He thought for a while and asked.
Aier sighed. He was not surprised by Garon's calm tone. Nonosiva had always been like this. He was quiet and introverted. The fact that he asked this showed that he was very concerned about this matter.
"It might affect her tuition fees next year."
"School fees, huh …" Garen nodded. The Blackboard Academy's school fees were seventy thousand a year. To the rich, this amount of money wasn't much, but to the average family, this amount of money was an astronomical figure. Seventy thousand Universal Units was the entire annual income of most families, and many families didn't even have that much.
"I'll go back and think of a way." Aier was silent for a while and said.
"What can you do? What about Mia herself? What did she say? "Garon poured himself a glass of water and sat down after drinking it.
"What else can she say? She's planning to go out and work. She's starting to earn her tuition fees for next year. There's also one of her juniors with her. Her family is also in dire straits, so she went out to work for her studies. The job was introduced to her by her juniors. "Aier's expression was helpless. "Before I came here, I went to her place. She has lost a lot of weight and looks very haggard."
Garon nodded.
"Don't worry about Mia. I might be able to think of something. "
"You? What can you do? "Aier could not help but raise his voice." You owe the instructor more than a million dollars. "
Seeing that Garon wasn't in a hurry at all, he felt stifled in his heart.
"You're too impatient." Garon shook his head. "Being impatient won't solve anything. It will only make things worse."
"Yes … I was too impatient …" Aier knew that he had lost his composure, so he lowered his head and lowered his voice.
"It's precisely because I owe more than a million dollars that I want to think of a way myself …" Garon was interrupted by Aier before he could finish.
"Forget it, forget it. I'll go back and talk to Dad and see if he has any ideas. You should rest first. "Aier lowered his head and did not want to say anything more. He stood up and said," I'm leaving. "
Garon watched him stand up and open the door. When he left, he slammed the door with a loud bang. He stood up as well, but did not say anything. He only sighed. The current social situation was very unstable. The lifeline of business was largely dependent on the government's policies. The policies changed day by day, and there would be such ups and downs every once in a while. This was the sorrow of a chaotic world. Without power, one could only be trampled on.
*****
The Blackboard Qualifiers were held in the shadow of a huge battleship. This shadow was the safest place in the entire Blackboard Academy.
The battleship in the sky projected a conical silver light screen. From afar, it looked like a silver veil that was faintly discernible. Inside the silver veil was a huge cylindrical arena with a diameter of more than a thousand meters.
The white arena was divided into many competition zones. Every competition zone was surrounded by specialized energy supply robots that constantly replenished the protective barrier. Teams of people from various departments walked through the arena's entrance and entered each competition zone.
The teams at the entrance were lined up one after another. Surrounding them were students who were watching and cheering for them. There were also some family members and students from other schools who were visiting. The cheers came one after another. There were even various fireworks that were simulated using light and shadow effects.
"The teams that have entered the arena now are the teams from Grade B2. The top three representatives are all girls. Compared to last year, where a boy barely made it in, this year is obviously more extreme …"
The broadcast was filled with enthusiasm as it passionately introduced the teams that were participating in the competition.
Garon stood in the team from Class C5. He stood side by side with Fervale and the second place, Sarah. As the first place, Fervale had to stand slightly forward. The three of them stood alone in the middle of a large group of participating students. Compared to the other outstanding students from the other classes, they suddenly did not stand out.
"Do you see the class on the right in front of us?" Fervale suddenly spoke softly. In the midst of the lively cheers, his voice was directly transmitted to Garon and Sarah's ears through the pager. "Pay attention to the black-haired girl in the middle."
Garon and Sarah followed his gaze. In the middle of the three people in the class, a girl with short black hair was talking to a weak girl with long pink hair with one hand on her shoulder. Her expression was carefree and her eyes revealed unparalleled confidence. Her sharp hair was like many fine spikes. Coupled with the girl's bold and unrestrained manner, it gave off a strong sense of confidence and boldness.
"That person is called Merseus. She is one of the two strongest people in Grade C. I lost to her last year. I couldn't even last a minute. "Fervale said calmly, but there was a hint of unwillingness in the depths of his eyes. However, he had always been a person who did not show his emotions, so it was not obvious.
"Merseus's close combat control level is at least Level 2. She is a very strong opponent. Both of you are long-range shooters. Be careful not to let her get close to you." Fervale reminded them seriously.
"Understood." Sarah and Garon both nodded.
Garon knew himself well. Without the Moonfang, he had tested his strength before. He was not even Level 1. If he used his real strength, he could not even run with the Mech, let alone dodge and fight. Compared to these real elites, he was undoubtedly very weak.
His strength was in actual combat outside of the Mech. However, using it in the Mech was completely foreign. Although he had the experience of operating the Buddha Mother, this world was completely different. The operating mode was also different from the Buddha Mother's pure spiritual control. Willpower was more like the consciousness of the whole body's cells. It was closely related to the development of the body.
Garon pondered. He estimated that when his Living Secret Technique, the Hellfrost Peacock Technique, was trained to a certain level, it should be able to increase his Willpower to a certain extent. However, the current him was still very weak.
Facing such a state, this opponent called Merseus was a very strong person.
"Other than this person, there is another person who is considered to be the strongest person in Grade C," Fervale introduced the competition. Fervale explained the situation of the competition to the two of them. His family was not an ordinary small power. Naturally, he had already collected such information. In order to increase the overall ranking of his class, he had to increase his teammates' understanding of their opponents to slightly increase their chances of winning.
"Barry Visalia. Everyone calls him Barry. He hasn't come yet. That person is also a very scary person. Be careful! "Fervale showed a rare look of fear when he mentioned that person.
"Scary?" Sarah narrowed her eyes. "Why do you say he's scary?"
Fervale glanced at Sarah. "Barry has a nickname. He is called the Mech Crusher. More than half of his opponents had their Mechs crushed by the weapons in his hands. Eighty percent of their Mechs were crushed by him. His weapons are a pair of high-speed cutting chainsaws. He once tore apart more than ten Mechs in the entrance examination. He killed three and severely injured twelve. "
Hiss …
Sarah sucked in a breath of cold air. Chainsaws were very powerful weapons. However, their energy consumption was also very high. Two chainsaws could only be used for a standard Mech for one and a half minutes. In other words, people who dared to use such weapons were either crazy or had absolute confidence in themselves.
"Barry and Merseus …" Garon understood. This time, he came directly for the championship. As a new student, the top three in the same department not only qualified to be included in the Academy's elite team, they would also receive a reward of ten thousand points. Even the top ten would receive a reward of at least ten thousand points.
It was said that the first place would be rewarded with a customized Mech.
Having one's own Mech, especially this kind of special Mech that was controlled by Willpower, was a very luxurious thing. All the Mechs in this world were based on the core technology of Biological Mechs. They could connect with the human Willpower and were very high-end technology.
Therefore, a Mech would cost at least a few hundred thousand Universal Units. This was the price of the most common model.
Most importantly, the first place would receive a Mech Control Certificate along with the Mech. This certificate was similar to the gun certificates in other worlds. It was proof of legal ownership of one's own Mech. It was equivalent to a Mech Pilot's certificate.
Garon's headache was that his Willpower was too weak. Without the Moonfang, it was difficult to even move. The Moonfang obviously could not support a long battle.
"I can only end this quickly." He made a decision in his heart.
"Now, the representative of Class C5 will enter the arena. Student Fervale, one of the top five in Grade C, is the first place of this class …" It was their class's turn to enter the arena. Fervale took the lead. Garon and Sarah followed behind. The three of them wore special red slim-fit competition uniforms and walked on the black carpet. They walked towards the arched door of the arena. The students from the classes on both sides shouted loudly. Some of them even whistled.
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