59: warlord

Seeing Liu Yan's serious expression, the principal did not pour cold water on him.

He just nodded in affirmation.

After Liu Yan and Fuji left the principal's office, Fuji insisted on thanking Liu Yan and treating him to a good meal.

"Brother Ji... this is a bit too expensive, isn't it?" Liu Yan looked at the menu in disbelief.

An Australian lobster cost 88,000, and a slow-fried Wagyu for two cost 168,000. What Liu Yan found most incomprehensible was the shredded kelp made into a peace knot!

99,000?!

"This is nothing, isn't this much cheaper than things in the Third District?" Fuji said indifferently.

What were they all risking their lives for in the Third District? Wasn't it to live a better life?

Such a level of consumption was completely normal in the eyes of the operatives.

Perhaps they didn't dare to bring high-value equipment into the Third District, but when it came to spending money outside, they wouldn't even bat an eye.

After all, bringing things into the Third District could result in a complete loss.

"Come, try this, 1997 Romanée-Conti!" Fuji handed Liu Yan a glass of red wine.

One had to marvel at the restaurant owner's wealth; even the containers used for wine at each table were Asara specialty wine cups from the Third District!

"No, no, I'll use a different cup." Liu Yan quickly waved his hand, then asked the waiter for a paper cup.

"You're drinking red wine with this? That's such a waste, isn't it?"

Fuji was very puzzled, and just as he was about to bring the red wine to his mouth, he seemed to remember something.

"Waiter, please change my cup to a paper one too..."

Liu Yan had brought out so many wine cups from his crotch before; who knew if this restaurant had acquired them from the Old Man at the Recycling Stall?

"By the way, you earned so much money from the Third District, have you never eaten here before?" Fuji asked while cutting his steak.

Due to its extremely high prices, almost all who dined at this restaurant were operatives, and specifically, those with relatively deeper experience among them.

Hearing Fuji's words, Liu Yan suddenly remembered that he hadn't transferred today's money to Dr. Zhao yet.

"Wait a moment." Liu Yan took out his phone and, just like yesterday, transferred 1,000,000 to Dr. Zhao. Only then did he look up and say:

"Actually, in the past, given my financial situation, all the money I earned from the Third District, besides paying for my mother's medical treatment, the rest was all donated."

Fuji stopped the Wagyu he was about to put in his mouth and looked at Liu Yan with a complex expression.

"Why are you like my dad, not spending money but donating it instead?"

Liu Yan smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"You might not understand if I explain it, but I want to help my past self."

"Let's not talk about this anymore, let's eat."

Seeing that Liu Yan didn't want to elaborate, Fuji didn't continue the discussion.

While the two were eating, Liu Yan overheard two people at a corner table discussing the Inter-school Sniper Elite Competition.

"Did you get tickets for tomorrow?"

"Of course, I even specifically bought front-row tickets! I wonder what new talents will emerge this year!"

"It's just a shame, I heard this year is a sniper competition. I still prefer watching regular matches! Sniping is for sneaky old guys, not exciting enough."

"If you don't want to watch, give me your ticket! I heard that this year, the Third Academy has produced the strongest genius ever!"

"How strong?"

"Hmph, do you know Confidential Baku Shi? He's a student, and with both his teammates dead, he alone killed all the other operatives!"

"Such a feat, in all these years, no other student has been able to achieve it except for Chen Yu back then!"

"That's not all. Xiao Soul, sent by the Royal Noble Academy this year, comes from an illustrious family. I heard his family has many special items. If he just takes one out, it would be a dimensionality reduction strike in a competition between students like this!"

"Can special items be used in inter-school competitions? That's too much of a foul, isn't it?"

"Tsk, why can't they be used? No one used them before because students didn't have them, not because they weren't allowed!"

Hearing this, Liu Yan stopped what he was doing.

Special items could be used?

Then Liu Yan shook his head, abandoning the idea of clearing the map with a weapon.

Since even civilians were buying tickets to watch, it must be that the inter-school competition was very popular in this world.

It was obviously not acceptable for him to openly take out contraband.

In that case, he could only bring the bust into the arena.

"Brother Ji, I remember you said the bust's ability was to make Asala Soldiers follow the user, right?"

Fuji nodded.

"Of course, but my dad said that at most, only three Soldiers can follow you at a time, and then you have to wait until next time to use it again."

"However, the Soldiers who follow you are permanently bound to you."

"Remember what the expert said? There are countless operational areas, and we enter a different one each time."

"I remember." Liu Yan nodded.

"If three Soldiers follow you, and after you leave, if you're lucky enough to enter the same place again next time, those three Soldiers will still follow you!"

Liu Yan's pupils instantly widened!

"Are you sure?" Liu Yan asked in disbelief.

What did this mean? Infinite Soldiers? A Third District warlord??

Moreover, the Soldiers here were all two-meter-tall muscular devils!

Seeing Liu Yan's expression, Fuji immediately understood what he was thinking and directly poured a bucket of cold water on him.

"It's not as easy as you think. With so many worlds, if you want them all to follow you, you have to ensure you don't die even once during that time."

"My dad tried it before, but when the bust was lost or dropped, the Soldiers who followed you before completely forgot about you."

The more Fuji spoke, the more excited Liu Yan became, instead of being discouraged.

Conversely, as long as it wasn't dropped, the previous Soldiers would continue to follow him!

That is to say, death didn't count, only the bust being dropped counted!

So, if he just put the bust in quantum storage and then put the quantum storage in his crotch, wouldn't he be able to ensure it was never dropped??

An Asara warlord, just around the corner!!!

"No, what are you so excited about? Did you even hear what I said?" Fuji looked puzzled.

"Brother Ji, you've really told me some good news!"

Liu Yan's excitement was almost overflowing at this point.

After he got the quantum storage, he would just need to repeatedly enter the Third District, get three Asala Soldiers at a time, and then commit suicide!

Who cared how many worlds there were?

As long as he persistently farmed, he believed it wouldn't be long before the leaders of the four maps would be replaced!

For the rest of the time, Liu Yan's mind was filled with images of countless Soldiers, making him seem like a delusional fool to Fuji.

After dinner, the two agreed to go to Fuji's warehouse to pick up the weapon first thing in the morning, then they said goodbye... The next day.

Liu Yan arrived at school and immediately saw that the students were already neatly lined up on the school playground.

The principal was standing on the stage, speaking continuously.

"Students, the students participating from our school in this Inter-school Sniper Elite Competition are..."

"Liu Yan!"

"Gao Tianyu!"