The next morning, Li Mochen was woken up by William.
This person probably thought that Li Mochen wasn't around, so he directly pushed open the door and walked in. Then, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.
"André, where have you been these few days? I couldn't find you anywhere. Damn it, I thought you disappeared, just like those missing people. "
Li Mochen sat up from the bed and looked at William with an unfriendly expression. This guy called him by his English name again.
But then, he was stunned. "William, what's wrong with your face? Were you beaten up? "
Although there was almost no light in this half-lit basement in the morning, with his eyesight, he could still see the large bruises on William's face.
"Me?"
William Jacques smiled awkwardly. "I was beaten up by that guy Hancock. That guy is really crazy. He doesn't even care about Wang Xia and the Huaqing Gang. If it wasn't for Miss Louise who saved me, I'd probably have to lie in bed for two to three months. But luckily, the injuries aren't serious, and the matter has been resolved. "
"Is that so?"
Li Mochen looked at this guy suspiciously. "Why do I feel like you're hiding something?"
"What can I hide? I was just beaten up by someone. Is there a need to lie to you, AH? "
William sneered, then crossed his fists in front of his chest. "Since you're back, then hurry up and get up. Don't forget what day it is today."
Li Mochen thought for a while and then remembered that today was a competition day. As a participating member of the school's Cold Weapon Combat Club, he didn't need to go to class today. But he needed to go to the club to participate in the morning's training.
Therefore, he immediately got up and walked into the bathroom to wash up.
On the eighth day in this world, Li Mochen had already understood that the place he had descended was actually a world where nobles, influential people, and underworld forces ran amok.
Therefore, it was not easy for anyone to do business in America. Behind a grocery store on Atlanta Market Street, there might be a wealthy company or family. Behind a bakery, there might be a city councilor or even a state councilor. Behind a high-class fresh fruit store, there might be a reputable lawman or even a powerful hunting group supporting them.
If a commoner wanted to open a shop and make money, just the harassment from the gangs would be enough to exhaust them. Then, they would have to face the pressure from all aspects of society. If he did not have enough strength to rely on, then 'bankruptcy' was the only ending.
This was probably the reason why the Super Market that Li Mochen envisioned could not appear in this world. The social strata of this world had almost completely solidified, and it was the same for business. Anyone who wanted to change a business model would need to cut a bloody path through the vested interests and deal with all kinds of pressure outside of the business. Otherwise, people would have thought of the supermarket business model by now.
Therefore, the few ways he had envisioned to make money were actually not feasible.
Li Mochen felt that he had to first try to accumulate a certain amount of wealth and establish a certain social status, which would be more beneficial to his attempts at business.
Becoming a professional Grandmaster of Combat was a good way to go. If he could become a professional athlete in the NMOSA (National Mixed Old Steel Association), which was the National Comprehensive Cold Weapon Combat League, then he would be able to earn at least 100,000 gold shields in a single competition. If he could climb to the top of this competition league, then he would earn as much as 50 million gold shields from a single live broadcast of the Emperor War Competition across America. Apart from that, he would also have a large number of sponsors and advertisements. It would not be difficult for him to earn 300 to 500 million a year. He would also be able to gain great influence in society. Those who obtained the title of Emperor War and had a golden belt were all widely respected and worshipped in society.
However, it was not easy to join the National Comprehensive Cold Weapon Combat League. The best way was through a talent show. The NMOSA would hold a talent show every year. The members of the thirty-six clubs in this competition league would select the most outstanding talent show participants in this talent show in order to become the contracted athletes of their clubs.
However, there were only seventy-two spots, and everyone only had one chance to participate. The talent show participants had to perform well enough in the NHSAA, NCAA, or on the international stage before they could be selected by these clubs.
Li Mochen knew that the original owner had many obsessions and desires, and one of them was to be recognized by the upper class. This was also the strongest desire of the original owner other than revenge. He wanted to make the Wildenstein family look at him differently. He wanted to prove to his sister that even without Wildenstein, their family could still live well. He also wanted to declare to the world that his mother did not make the wrong choice. The Eastern blood in his body was something to be proud of, and not a stain on the "blue-blooded nobility." He wanted to occupy the highest position in the world, and then pay back to those who had humiliated, despised, and even excluded his parents.
Li Mochen was speechless. Why did he have to prove anything to others? Why did he have to care about what those people thought? Was it fun to look down on a group of ants and grass? It was really difficult to understand the thoughts of a chuunibyou.
However, this matter did not conflict with his goal of returning to the Original Dome Realm as soon as possible.
He was also someone who had cultivated to the Mahayana Realm, and he knew very well that the further one went on the path of cultivation, the more difficult it would be. If he wanted to walk the path that he had spent 54 years in the Original Dome Realm in just a dozen years, or even go one step further in this world and become a real immortal, he could only rely on external help as much as possible.
However, how precious were the elixirs or artifacts that did not leave behind any side effects and did not leave behind any toxins? If he did not have enough money or status, he would not even think about it.
Therefore, he still had to earn these gold shields, and the more, the better. Although he and the original owner of this body wanted money for different purposes, there was no conflict between them.
"By the way, William, did our school take in two transfer students recently? And they even joined our club? "
"That's right. You mean the two who knocked you out, right?"
As soon as Li Mochen mentioned this, William winked and said, "I heard that you probably saw something in the locker room that you shouldn't have. How about it? Their figures are not bad, are they? "
Li Mochen could not help but twitch his mouth. "I'm asking you a question!"
William felt that this guy was getting more and more impolite to him, but for some reason, he did not have any temper now. "One is called Angela Medici, and the other is Lina Edric. Like our Missy, they are both from the Star Lineage Aristocratic Academy."
"Angela Medici?"
Li Mochen popped his head out of the washroom in surprise. "Are you sure her surname is Medici? The one who came from the Old Continent and had a few popes of Light? "
"I was as surprised as you are."
William shrugged. "But according to her, she is from a side branch of the Medici family, not the main branch of the Medici family. I think it should be right, or she would not have come here. "
Then he said helplessly, "Our Missy invited them here to deal with the spring team competition in the first half of next year. But now, there is a 99% chance that we will not be able to get enough points, and the spring team competition will be completely ruined. I'm guessing that our Young Miss must be very apologetic. "
"I feel strange."
As Li Mochen brushed his teeth, he asked vaguely, "Can't they participate in the competition themselves? Can't they transfer to another school earlier? "
"That is the problem. They have already represented the Star Lineage Aristocratic Academy."
William explained, "That's why they are different from you, Ah Mo. According to the NHSAA rules, after they transfer, they must wait for half a year before they can participate again. "
"I see!"
Li Mochen said casually, "Actually, it is not difficult to gather enough points for the spring team competition. I think I should be able to enter the Atlanta regional finals, and there is an 80% chance that I will win. So as long as someone from our club can enter the top 76, it will be fine. "
After hearing this, William could not help but laugh. He did not even bother to comment on Li Mochen's shameless boasting.
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