Chapter 39: The Circle of High-End Reape
Although Chu Feixiong indirectly taught Demon Yan the "Rough Bull Technique", it only added 68 contribution points.
But now that his identity as an elite monster has been confirmed, Meng Chao can often go play with Demon Yan, and I believe his contribution value will be very high.
Chu Feixiong and Yan Motou agreed that after the first stage of the college entrance examination, "on-campus test", "Mang Niu Jue" would be made public to the whole school, and Yan Motou guaranteed that he could get a large amount of cultivation resources from the principal.
Blackmailing the school would make much more money than fighting among classmates, so Meng Chao had no objection.
After school, taking into account the insights gained from Demon Yan and the discussions in the study group, he accumulated 1,758 contribution points.
A primary healing spell was performed in the toilet cubicle, increasing the healing progress to 71%.
The remaining contribution points were all invested in the proficiency of "Basic Harvesting Technique".
Although a few hundred contribution points were not enough to upgrade his "Elementary Harvesting Technique" from "Expert" to "Master", every bit of improvement in proficiency could bring up fragments of memories from past lives that had accumulated deep in his mind, giving him a whole new understanding of harvesting.
I also vaguely thought of some ways to treat Ning Shewo.
Today is the day of the materials trade fair.
After school, Meng Chao did not attend evening self-study and took the bus directly to "Tengyun Building".
He vaguely remembered that in his previous life he had participated in some monster material trade fairs. They sounded very impressive, but in fact they were not much different from buying pork in the vegetable market, with hearts, livers, spleens, lungs, and kidneys flying everywhere and everyone competing in bidding.
When he saw the magnificent Tengyun Building, the various luxury cars parked in front of the building, and the men and women dressed up, Meng Chao looked down at his wrinkled school uniform and felt something was wrong.
Not to mention luxury cars, space is tight in Longcheng, and parking fees, fuel surcharges and vehicle and vessel use taxes are all astronomical. Just getting four wheels, tying two sofas to it, and adding a crystal engine, as long as it can be legally driven on the road, is a symbol of nobility.
"Although I worked as a harvester for more than ten years in my previous life, I was always at the bottom of the circle. The trade fairs I participated in at that time were all the same as the vegetable market. But this time, I was invited by the 'White-haired Ghost Hand', so the level is naturally different. This outfit is a bit abrupt."
Meng Chao has no habit of pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.
If he had thought of this earlier, he would have changed into cleaner clothes to give Ning Shewo face.
However, since he was already here, he was too lazy to go home to change, and there were no good clothes at home anyway.
Throwing his schoolbag over his shoulder and giving a dry cough, Meng Chao walked into the Tengyun Building without changing his expression, blending in with a group of well-dressed men and women.
In order to demonstrate their nobility, five-star hotels are equipped with elevators as standard.
Meng Chao had never taken an elevator many times since he was a child. Seeing others operating it skillfully, he watched a few more times out of curiosity.
When those young men and women saw him like this, they couldn't help but laugh.
There were also girls wearing jewels and gems, biting their male companions’ ears and whispering about how he was out of place.
When they arrived at the entrance of the trade fair, the security guard and the waiter looked at him with half confusion and half vigilance, and confirmed again and again before letting him in with reluctance.
"Sorry, Mr. Meng, I'm still ten minutes away. Are you okay?" Ning Shewo called quickly.
"It's okay, I got home from school early, Mr. Ning, please take your time." Meng Chao didn't care.
The trade fair will be held in the form of a self-service cocktail reception.
Rather than buying pork at the vegetable market, it feels more like a dinner party for the upper class.
Amidst the drinking and chatting, trading monster materials is only secondary; expanding personal connections, building relationships, and conducting business negotiations are the main goals.
Meng Chao walked around for a few times and listened to a number of important figures with extraordinary demeanor talking about several "small businesses worth hundreds of millions".
I also saw many top harvesters whose eyes sparkled and whose hands showed spiritual patterns. They looked extraordinary and were boasting in a reserved manner.
The content of the conversation was nothing more than "How reckless a certain strong man was, he smashed the internal organs of a certain super beast into pieces with one punch, and others were helpless, but I was the only one who could perfectly peel out the shattered organs without damaging any value."
Or "A certain powerful man has extraordinary powers, but he only lets me harvest the super beasts he hunts. If something happens to me, he would rather not even go to the foggy area", and so on.
In their mouths, those peerless strong men who once dominated Dragon City had all turned into ignorant children who always beat the monsters into a mess and had to clean up the mess for them.
Although he knew it was just commercial boasting, Meng Chao was still excited after hearing it - the Harvester was indeed one of the best golden professions in the auxiliary department!
As for the looks cast upon him by the crowd, the luxurious environment, and the sumptuous food, Meng Chao did not take them to heart.
Yes, he is just an ordinary high school student.
But he is also someone who has witnessed the end of the world.
In doomsday, no matter how luxurious a five-star hotel is, it will turn into ruins; no matter how exquisitely dressed a beautiful woman is, she will turn into a skeleton; the powerful man who is high above everyone else and has control over the world today will be a dying ant tomorrow; no matter if you are from the upper class, a wealthy and powerful family, or a wealthy person, it will all be like a dream bubble and meaningless.
In a Dragon City like this, is there any place that he cannot enter with confidence, and is there any person to whom he must bow his head?
Meng Chao smiled and went straight to the dining table.
"Spark" is good in every way, except that every time you exchange contribution points, it consumes too much energy and needs to replenish "fuel" frantically.
Since it is a buffet in a five-star hotel, it would be a shame not to fill up all the "fuel" for the next week at once.
At such high-end cocktail parties, no one really comes to eat.
Meng Chao carried two large plates of food by himself, which attracted even more attention.
He himself did not care. After thinking about it, he decided to give Old Ning some face, so he simply found a corner behind a large flower pot, sat cross-legged, and ate heartily.
I was enjoying my meal when I suddenly heard someone talking.
"Hey, have you ever seen a high school student who looks like a starving ghost reincarnated?"
"Just now in the elevator, he was staring at the buttons for a long time. No wonder he had to squeeze in with us. If he was alone, I'm afraid he wouldn't even be able to get to the second floor, right?"
"Isn't this trade fair invitation-only? Who invited this kind of person?"
Meng Chao narrowed his eyes and looked through the gaps between the plants. He saw seven or eight young men in fancy clothes, looking superior and domineering.
The core of it is a young man who is handsome, but has puffy eyes and a bit of evil. Others call him "Jun Shao".
But they stopped there and changed the subject to talk about the world outside the fog.
"My teacher told me that the spatial turbulence will completely subside within three to five years at the shortest, or seven to eight years at the most. By then, Dragon City will be completely integrated into the alien world, and the Dragon City cavalry will be able to sweep through thousands of troops and suppress everything!"
"That's our world. If we all work hard and make achievements, we will definitely make history."
"I heard from the people at the 'Alien Research Institute' that alien creatures are not just monsters. There are many strange things, even low-level humanoid creatures, like primitive people on Earth. I wonder if they are powerful?"
"What's so great about that? There are indeed many natives in the other world, but they are very afraid of monsters. They call the coordinates we traveled through 'Devil Mountain, Blood Mountain Range, Monster Mountain Range, Cursed Land' and so on. In other words, monsters are the peak combat power of the other world."
"And we, the people of Earth, have only been here for a few decades and we have already hung up the monsters and beaten them. Ha, when we completely destroy the monsters, the fog will dissipate. No matter other alien creatures or ' barbarians' wielding sticks and stone axes, they will be nothing but chickens and dogs, and we can slaughter them at will."
"What a shame, it's not exciting at all and it's really not fun."
These young men from aristocratic families all shook their heads and sighed.
Meng Chao wanted to laugh when he heard this.
Yes, the natives of the alien world around the Monster Mountain Range do fear monsters like demons, but so what?
There is an Amazon jungle on Earth, which also contains giant pythons, crocodiles, piranhas and other ferocious beasts, which are feared by many local indigenous people.
What if a group of unlucky aliens traveled to the depths of the Amazon jungle and spent decades trying to eliminate the giant pythons, crocodiles and piranhas, and even defeated the jungle natives? Then what?
Then, they thought that this was the peak combat power of the Earth, and that by defeating the Amazon, they could conquer the world. When they rushed out happily, they found that the armies of the five major gangsters on Earth were all watching them quietly.
The scene was so beautiful that Meng Chao couldn't bear to look at it.
He chuckled.
"who?"
"who!"
"What's so funny?"
The young men from the noble families had no idea that there was someone hiding behind the flowerpot, eavesdropping and making fun of them.
When Meng Chao came out with two large plates of food scraps, their expressions became extremely strange again.
It's probably like, I really want to step on him, but I'm afraid of dirtying the soles of my shoes.
The evil young man named "Jun Shao" stared at him deeply.
Meng Chao didn't want to conflict with them and cause trouble for Mr. Ning, so he suppressed his smile and left in a hurry.
The young men from the aristocratic families all avoided him because he reeked of bacon and had greasy hands.
Ningshe, I'm finally here.
There is also Ning Xueshi who is dressed up.
Today, Miss Ning was wearing a burgundy low-cut evening gown. On her slender neck, like a white swan, hung a crystal clear necklace, which gave off a faint, captivating fragrance.
The mature outfit that perfectly highlights her figure, coupled with the natural coldness in her eyes and eyebrows, makes the girl look several years older. However, the childishness that she inadvertently reveals makes her look a bit cute as a little girl pretending to be a strong woman. She attracted everyone's attention as soon as she appeared on the stage.
"That's Ning Guishou's granddaughter?"
"A famous little beauty in the Reaper circle."
"Don't even think about it. She has a very cold temper. She doesn't even give Jun Shao face. Last time Jun Shao wanted to..."
Ning Shewo was also wearing a set of gorgeous clothes today, which were carefully handmade and made of many monster materials. His white hair was combed meticulously, and with the jade bone ring on his right thumb, he looked luxurious and domineering.
Everyone was stunned to see this radiant grandfather and grandson actually walking towards the rustic high school student.
"Was this bumpkin invited by Ning Guishou?"
Ning Shewo was also stunned when he saw Meng Chao's outfit.
After contacting Meng Yishan, Ning She, I know that Meng Chao has no family background and is just an ordinary high school student.
But the more he pondered Meng Chao's "Seven Solutions to the Counterattack", the more interesting it became. He thought that Meng Chao must have had some fortuitous encounter, and that his master must be a well-known figure in the circle. Since he had agreed to attend the banquet, his master would surely teach him the basic rules.
Who knew that today's talented young people are so eccentric?
Ning She thought for a moment and said hesitantly, "Friend Meng, are you...pretending to be awesome?"
Meng Chao: “Huh?”
Ning Xueshi: "My grandfather means that you are deliberately dressing like this to provoke others to look down on you, and then find an opportunity to slap them in the face. Do you want to use this method to become famous in the Reaper circle?"
Meng Chao: "I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense, why do people have such strange thoughts recently?"
