As a renowned higher education institution in the galaxy, Seven Lights University was incomparable to the schools in the ten trade Sectors, be it the layout of the underground space or the allocation of resources and facilities.
Here, there was a tightly guarded research and technology zone, a wide outdoor training zone, a city that never sleeps for leisure and entertainment, a trade zone with numerous categories … it had everything, and it was like a complete system.
The closest to the port was the school zone, and right next to the school zone was a large residential area. There were clusters of tall buildings and villas. According to the 'Seven Lights Handbook', the students' dormitories were allocated by the university, and not chosen by the students themselves. Of course, there were also a lot of high-end residential and office buildings available for rent on the planet. Whether or not one could rent those buildings depended on one's ability. Money was still a small matter, but the important thing was the restriction of one's Seven Lights card. Don't even think about renting those buildings unless your Seven Lights card has been upgraded to a certain level.
The school zone was the center of the planet, and the entertainment zone, training zone, trade zone and so on were distributed around it. Silin did not go to the school zone to take a look. He would report to the school zone directly after he was done strolling around the planet. Therefore, according to the marking on the map, the first big stop of the global train was the trade zone.
Perhaps because it wasn't rush hour right now, there weren't many people scattered around on the train. Some of them were sleeping on their seats with their eyes closed. Judging from the badges on their chests, they were all third and fourth grade students.
Seven Lights was divided into seven grades according to the level of education. First to fourth grade were compulsory grades here, and only after fourth grade could one apply to graduate. Of course, if one was interested and had good enough grades, they could also choose to further their studies. In Seven Lights, those who continued their studies enjoyed very generous treatment. The reason there weren't any fifth to seventh grade students on the train was because Seven Lights had provided them with a special car. It was much more convenient than taking the train or taxi.
When Silin was chatting with Kang Man on the transport, he learned that Kang Man had chosen the four plus three model, or the integration model for further studies. This model was only targeted at specially recruited students, and the treatment they enjoyed was different from the others. The Seven Lights card Silin and the others had applied for was the most basic red rank, but Kang Man's was orange rank, one rank higher, and his promotion was slightly easier than the others.
Hearing the train's station announcement, Silin carried his backpack and got off the train. The moment he got out of the car, Silin had the illusion that he was somewhere else. Although he had already read about the introduction of the trade zone in the 'Seven Lights Handbook', the feeling was much stronger when he saw it in person.
This place was like a huge business empire.
The trade district in front of him seemed to be formed by a complex crisscrossing of bustling commercial streets. There were flying cars hurrying in the air and people chatting. Was this really just an academy? Why was it so similar to the bustling commercial streets he saw when he went to Sector D to look for Aiflon?
Flashing road signs and billboards guided the people who came here. From time to time, a large light screen would appear in the air with advertisements: a person with a fifth-year badge was holding a device in his hand and introducing its functions … Such advertisements could be seen everywhere, and there were many kinds of them, from the most basic daily necessities to hoverboards and flying scooters. There were all kinds of them, and the gorgeous images were so flashing that people couldn't take their eyes off them.
Silin swept a casual glance at the shops on both sides of the street and knew that none of these things were ordinary goods. Otherwise, no one would have the nerve to take them out in this commercial street filled with high-end goods. Although Silin had some savings in his card right now, he really couldn't buy many things with just a glance. Thankfully, some of these things weren't in use right now.
Silin came to a department store and bought the daily necessities he needed. Then, he strolled into a grocery street. Although they were all grocery stores and did not have a proper entrance, the people who set up stalls here were all second to fourth year students. The things they put on display were part of the spoils of war they had obtained during their internship outside the planet or during some course examinations.
Some of the things were small and exquisite, and they were placed inside the dormitory purely for decoration. They might be miscellaneous, but they were just for the sake of novelty. But there was no lack of good stuff. There were even some precious metal blocks, energy blocks and so on. If these things were to be sold in a big store, they would have to pay a commission fee, so many people handled them themselves.
"Hey, look, this is a big conch we got from Planet Aquamarine last month. When the wind blows, you can even hear the sound of the waves. Look at this color …"
"Junior, you have a good eye. This is a type of alloy ore we dug during our internship. Our mentor said that the ratio of several important metals that make up this alloy ore is almost perfect. It has an important role in the construction and repair of weapons, as well as the modification of parts for armored battleships …"
"…"
Looking around, the people setting up the stalls were of different shapes and sizes. Some of them might be setting up a stall for the first time and were not open yet, but some were obviously old foxes. The vigor of their shouts and their glib words were almost the same as those old peddlers.
The girls with nimble hands made some simple processing of the materials in their hands, and they looked really good. At the very least, there were three times more people squatting in front of the pretty girl's stall than the other stalls. The effect of the pretty girl effect was undeniable.
When Silin was looking at something at a stall, a person suddenly appeared in front of the stall next to him. He looked to be about the same age as Silin. His hair was a little messy, and he was wearing a singlet, baggy floral shorts, and a pair of rattan woven slippers. He was waving a leaf fan in his hand. Silin had seen that fan in front of a stall that specialized in selling leaf products.
This person squatted down in front of the stall, waving the fan with one hand and fiddling with the small items on the stall with the other. He seemed to be looking at the raw materials of these items or checking if they were in good condition.
However, Silin noticed that the expression of the stall owner behind him changed a few times when he saw this person. He opened his mouth but did not say anything.
Silin felt that at that moment, the stall owner had the urge to pack up and run away. This piqued Silin's curiosity. He stood at the side and watched quietly.
The stall owner beside him did not change much. He enthusiastically explained the raw materials and sources of these items to that person.
Then … it was an extremely tragic haggling process. Cillin watched as the pitiful stall owner's eyes slowly turned from a happy upper arc to a sad lower arc. He couldn't even get angry anymore and said, "Never mind, junior. Since you're a new student, I'll give this to you as a greeting gift from a senior."
"Don't, I don't even know you. Why the hell should I accept a greeting gift from you? Besides, I'll feel guilty if you don't accept some money."
Conscience … Do you even have that thing?
From 500 galactic coins all the way down to 50 galactic coins, the stall owner was almost in tears. He wanted to give something to this guy and let him walk away, but he refused to do so.
The person raised his hand and fished out a stack of 1000 galactic coins from his pocket. He frowned and fished out a Seven Lights savings card and a couple of VIP cards from luxury stores at the center of the trade zone. After rummaging through his pockets for a long while, he finally fished out a 50 dollar bill from a certain corner.
"Here, 50. I'm not taking advantage of you." The person smiled in a rather harmless manner.
The stall owner's face looked like he had been constipated for a long time. Even Silin felt conflicted on his behalf.
That stack of 1000 galactic coins was definitely not less than twenty thousand, was it? And those cards were impossible to get without spending at least a few million. He actually squatted down here and haggled like a small family. He cut it all the way down to 50, and even put on a "see, I'm a good person" look. Silin felt that if he was that stall owner, he would've given this bastard a good kick.
Watching the person's back as he left, the poor stall owner raised a trembling finger and pointed at the hateful back, unable to utter a single word for a long time.
Silin listened as the stall owner he stopped at patted the trembling person and comforted him, "Don't mind him. That person has that kind of bad taste. You're not the only one who suffered."
"That bastard … who is he?"
"Sigh, I accidentally heard it from a teacher yesterday. I have the urge to bang my head against the wall after knowing the truth."
"I beg for the truth!"
"His name is Andriera Lung."
"... This surname is very familiar …" The poor stall owner frowned again and again. Then, his eyes abruptly widened, "The Andriera Family … is … is that family known as' So Poor That They Only Have Money '?!"
"Yes."
"..."
The sound of impact.
Silin shook his head with a smile and left.
The Andriera Family was even more famous than the Douance Family in the galaxy. In terms of wealth, the Douance Family was not much weaker. However, the reason why the Andriera Family was so famous was because the head of the Andriera Family once complained about being poor at a certain old general's birthday banquet. Then, the old general joked, "Yeah, you're poor. So poor that you only have money left."
And so, this' So Poor That They Only Have Money 'family spread throughout the galaxy.
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