Jason Clark looked at Amory with utter helplessness, muttering to himself, How can there be someone this stupid in the world...
Wait a minute!
“How do you know I dropped out?” Jason Clark’s face darkened.
“You didn’t know? The Zhou family didn’t want it to get out, but who knew Young Master Zhou was an idiot and bragged about it everywhere. He even said that from now on, he’s the boss of Ander Academy! Now the whole Xingfeng City knows. The Zhou family really lost face this time!” Amory snorted.
The Zhou family!
Only then did Jason Clark realize, a flash of fierceness in his eyes, his fist clenching tightly. This debt will definitely be repaid!
“Come to Beast Academy! Come on, come on!” Amory looked at Jason Clark eagerly.
Seeing this, Jason Clark had to be more blunt: “I only know basic martial arts, and I was just expelled. How could Beast Academy possibly accept me?”
“Seems like that’s true!” Amory suddenly realized, nodding repeatedly.
Seeing him like this, Jason Clark didn’t even have the urge to curse anymore.
Amory frowned, squatting on the ground, looking like he was deep in thought.
“Hey, hurry up and pay me back my door fee,” Jason Clark reminded Amory. “Don’t waste my time, I still have to find a job. Even a godlike man has to work!”
Just then, Amory, still squatting, suddenly brightened up, slapping the ground excitedly: “Haha! I’ve got an idea!”
Bang!
Jason Clark felt the ground shake, almost losing his balance.
Amory’s entire palm was embedded in the floor, with cracks spreading out from the edge of his hand like a spider web.
As dust fell from the ceiling, Jason Clark stood there dumbfounded, eyes glazed over.
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Jason Clark looked at the old man in front of him, who was dressed even more shabbily than himself, and turned to Amory with suspicion. Is this dumb ox dragging me along to do charity work?
Even though I look like a good person, this really isn’t the time!
“Old Wei, I’ve brought a genius to your school!” Amory said boisterously, clearly very familiar with the old man.
School?
Hearing that word, Jason Clark grew even more suspicious. What kind of school would let someone this shabby work there?
“Genius?” Old Man Wright squinted at him. “A genius in basic martial arts?”
Amory was shocked, looking impressed: “Ah! You could tell too!”
Jason Clark rolled his eyes from the side. Dude, can’t you tell he’s being sarcastic?
Amory continued proudly, “He’s the martial artist I admire most, with the strongest martial heart, determined to forge his own path, known as the Perfect Foundation Tang—Jason Clark, a godlike man!”
“Hohoho! Sounds impressive!” Old Man Wright chuckled, squinting as he sized up Jason Clark.
“So? Isn’t this a huge win for you?” Amory thumped his chest loudly, looking smug. “As long as you take him in, your lousy school is sure to make a comeback.”
“Mmm, mmm, makes sense, makes sense. But, Amory, don’t you want to get in on something this interesting?” Old Man Wright said with a sly smile.
Jason Clark couldn’t stand it. In his eyes, this old man was clearly targeting Amory, with that look of a schemer. He wanted to get into the school, but not at Amory’s expense.
The fly-ox might be a bit dumb, but I can’t be disloyal.
He was about to speak up to stop it, when he suddenly heard Amory start counting on his carrot-thick fingers: “I could join, but the benefits have to be guaranteed. One fourth-tier Soul General Card, blade type, at least a silver card. Triple the usual stipend. Five fourth-tier Star Stones, fifty third-tier Star Stones, full marks in all subjects without exams. If I make it into the top fifty in the Xingfeng City Prefecture exam, five more fourth-tier Star Stones as a reward. Top thirty, ten fourth-tier Star Stones. Top ten, twenty fourth-tier Star Stones. Top five, forty fourth-tier Star Stones. If I get first place, one fifth-tier Star Stone.”
Jason Clark was completely dumbfounded. This is outright extortion!
What a ridiculous demand... absolutely ruthless!
“Deal!” Old Man Wright agreed without hesitation.
Jason Clark was instantly moved to tears.
Section 8: Sachima Academy
“Hey, old man, the benefits for Foundation Tang can’t be too low either. I only came because of him!” Amory said to Old Man Wright with great loyalty.
Jason Clark’s impression of the fly-ox improved instantly. What a good guy!
The old man pondered, “Alright, double the stipend, but that’s the limit. You can pick any bronze card you want, second or third tier, the school can provide them all. But for every card, you have to master it before you can pick a new one. After all, these are just for your training—biting off more than you can chew won’t help!”
The old man was shrewd. Mastering a second-tier martial skill is no easy feat, and third-tier is even harder. He wasn’t actually giving up much.
“Deal!” Jason Clark was quite satisfied.
Originally, Jason Clark would have had to work for a Soul General Card, so just getting one was enough for him.
Being able to focus on training—nothing could be better.
“By the way, what’s our school called?” Jason Clark suddenly remembered to ask.
“It’s called... um...” Then Amory had to look at Old Man Wright.