After Mo Qiong handed over Chen Mo, the higher-ups gave him his reward.
As Master Gou expected, he got three Alpha medals.
He was an Alpha-level member, so he could only get an Alpha medal.
But this time, it was Beta difficulty, so he got three medals.
Together with the medal he got when he graduated, Mo Qiong was now a 4-merit Alpha, 16 medals away from Beta promotion.
The next month, he would also get 300 points.
Aside from that, he also got an extra 100 points as a bonus.
Without hesitation, Mo Qiong ordered 500kg of Cultivated Beast ribs, spending 50 points.
This was good stuff, he had to hunt for it himself on the limit island, or rob the reserves of other groups.
Although the more he ate, the less effective it would be, he believed that if he ate 400kg of it, combined with his limit training, he should be able to break through to 800kg of muscle strength.
His muscle count would also evolve to the level of a wild horse, 700 muscles!
Aside from that, he also planned to bring some for his parents, this thing could strengthen their bones and blood, even the soup it made would be better than countless health supplements.
His dad's legs should have completely healed in the next three years, but since he hadn't used them for more than 20 years, these ribs were perfect for nourishment.
If his dad ate a few dozen pounds, he would definitely be as energetic as when he was young, or even stronger than when he was young.
New anomalies didn't appear too frequently, and now that they had just dealt with one anomaly, they wouldn't run into any more anomalies in the near future.
According to Master Gou, he would take on some investigation missions, search missions, or even garrison missions.
But he hadn't decided yet.
"Go, play when you need to, go home when you need to, there's no need to rush the mission, my wounds haven't healed yet" Master Gou laid on the bed and smoked while speaking.
"Tsk tsk, you're even smoking, seems like your wounds have healed" Mo Qiong laughed.
"Hehe, I planted these myself, do you want to smoke? It feels great "Master Gou laughed.
Mo Qiong was a bit surprised: "Tobacco grown from adaptive seeds?"
"That's right. I've been cultivating and researching for five years before I finally managed to cultivate tobacco. It's easy to smoke and harmless to the body. It's an exclusive product of my island. The production isn't high, but it's not a problem to give you two catties," Master Gou said.
Mo Qiong thought to himself that it was no wonder. Logically speaking, club members should take good care of their own bodies. He had not seen many club members smoke, and only Master Gou smoked like a maniac. He had long found it strange. It turned out that he was smoking the tobacco that he had planted, which was harmless to the body.
What a weirdo. He bought one adaptive seed at a storage point. Everyone else would plant it according to a pre-determined method, but Lord Gou actually cultivated it himself, and cultivated it for five years just for tobacco!
For the sake of this tobacco, he must have wasted a lot of crops. During this period, he must have spent a lot of points.
"I really admire you. I'm going home. Tell me, how many days do you want me to come back?" Mo Qiong said.
"It's up to you. When you come back, I'll recover from my injuries, understand?" Master Gou said with a smile.
"…" Mo Qiong was stunned by this old fox's reply.
At one point, he wondered if Lord Gou had fought so miserably on purpose.
…
Before returning home, Mo Qiong first went to school to graduate. He had left for three years, and when he returned, his classmates had all graduated.
Only the counselor still recognized him.
"Mo Qiong?" The counselor walked to the department's office building and looked at Mo Qiong in shock.
"Brother Li, long time no see," Mo Qiong said with a smile.
"Damn, it's really you? You're really something. If you don't want to graduate, you don't even say hi. "
"Didn't say hi? Someone should have come to say hi, right? "Mo Qiong said.
When he became a limiter, Lan Bai Club had already sent people over to help him stabilize the school. Not to mention that he became a club member later on. Now, it was not a problem for them to give him an associate professor position.
"At first, someone did say that you were seriously ill and helped you apply for a leave of absence. But later on, a year passed and you didn't come back. I heard that the department directly transferred your file out of the school. Why did you come back this time? You've already been expelled, and your file has been transferred back to where it was registered, "the counselor shook his head and said.
Mo Qiong snorted and said, "I don't think so. I came back to get my graduation certificate. Otherwise, it would be hard to explain at home."
"Mo Qiong, you also know that it would be hard to explain. Are you not sick at all?" The counselor sized up Mo Qiong's strong body and strong aura. He was slightly shocked and said, "Where have you been fooling around?"
Mo Qiong looked like he had gone to join the army. But who would quit school to join the army? And he lied about being seriously ill and taking a leave of absence. Could he have joined some underworld forces?
The counselor's thoughts were running wild. He even suspected that Mo Qiong had joined the underworld.
"Don't think too much. I just went to work," Mo Qiong said.
"Work?" The counselor looked at Mo Qiong suspiciously. However, he didn't care so much and didn't ask. He only said, "Alright, I don't care what I do. You left school for no reason to work during the school period and have already been expelled. Why did you come back to get your graduation certificate?"
Mo Qiong didn't expect this. He thought that he had been expelled. So he became a club member and his file was directly transferred.
However, he had already asked around and there was a graduation certificate left for him.
"You're mistaken. I wasn't expelled." Mo Qiong smiled.
Just then, the dean walked out of the elevator. He was holding a file and thinking with his head lowered.
When the counselor saw Mo Qiong walking straight over, his expression changed.
Mo Qiong came back to look for the dean? To get his graduation certificate?
Wasn't this a joke? He was already expelled and still came back to get his graduation certificate? Could it be that he was here to cause trouble?
The counselor remembered that the dean had been beaten up before. It was because the expelled student came back to find trouble with the dean.
Anyway, he was already expelled. So what if he was the dean? It was not a loss to leave after beating him up.
Occasionally, there would be students who would vent their frustrations like this.
Thinking of this, the counselor immediately chased after Mo Qiong and pulled him back. "Don't be rash! Mo Qiong! I don't care what you did after leaving school for so many years. The school has its reasons for expelling you! "
Mo Qiong was stunned. He casually struggled and shook off the counselor.
What great strength! However, the counselor didn't give up. He immediately pulled him back and glared at him. "What are you trying to do?"
Seeing this, Mo Qiong's thoughts turned quickly. He vaguely understood what the counselor had misunderstood.
At this moment, the dean walked over and sized up Mo Qiong. Then, he said to the counselor, "What's wrong?"
The counselor hurriedly pulled Mo Qiong and smiled. "Nothing. My student came back to school to visit me."
Mo Qiong smiled and patted the counselor's shoulder. Then, he said to the dean, "My name is Mo Qiong. I'm here to get my graduation certificate."
"I know. I've been waiting for you. Your results are not bad. This is your graduation certificate, scholarship, and award badge." The dean handed the file to Mo Qiong.
"Thank you." Mo Qiong smiled.
The counselor was dumbfounded. What the hell was this? Graduation certificate?
Not bad results? Dean, he didn't go to school for three years! What the hell was a scholarship?
Also, why did you personally give him his graduation certificate?
Seeing his shock, Mo Qiong casually explained, "I actually transferred to another faculty. The dean just conveniently gave it to me. Counselor, I'm a good student. I worked part-time during school … If you don't believe me, you can ask the dean. "
The dean smiled and nodded.
The counselor blinked. He thought to himself, Didn't you just say that you went to work?
Mo Qiong didn't explain further. The school would naturally give him an explanation. He didn't need to care.
However, before he left, he suddenly thought of something and asked the dean, "Will you pray for God's salvation?"
The dean looked at Mo Qiong strangely. However, when he thought of the instructions from the Education Bureau and the principal, he still replied politely, "Student …"
"I'm a communist."
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