56: Chapter 56 Thunderstorms' "New Toys"

The entire venue was deathly silent.

If the punch that sent Cold flying just now had brought dual shock to everyone's vision and spirit,

then these words now were the most realistic, the most naked, and the most heart-pounding stimulus.

Spirit Crystal quota!

How much was the monthly quota for a scion of a big family like Cold?

One thousand?

Or two thousand?

Those were all Low-Grade Spirit Crystals!

A single one was worth ten thousand Federation credits, and it was hard currency that couldn't be bought even with money!

This wealth was more than enough for an ordinary Third-Rank Martial Artist to cultivate to Peak Third Grade!

Countless gazes instantly shifted from shock and horror to undisguised burning heat and jealousy.

Those gazes stuck to Wang Pingan, wishing they could see through him inside and out, and dig out every last cent from his pockets.

Several medical staff rushed over carrying a stretcher.

They hurriedly and clumsily lifted Cold, who had completely passed out with his right arm twisted in a bizarre way, onto the stretcher.

At the moment he was being carried away, perhaps it was an illusion, but Cold's tightly closed eyes seemed to open slightly.

What leaked out from that slit was a hatred colder than a Siberian Cold front and more venomous than a demon from the abyss.

He stared fixedly at Wang Pingan on the stage, his lips moving silently.

The lip shape clearly formed two words.

Just.

Wait.

Wang Pingan noticed that look, but he just expressionlessly shifted his gaze away.

The wails of a loser were never worth a second glance from him.

Just then.

In the VIP room, Thunderstorm's slightly playful voice rang out again.

"The wager has been notarized."

"The stake shall be fulfilled immediately."

As soon as his voice fell.

Wang Pingan's personal terminal on his wrist vibrated slightly.

A Cold electronic voice rang out in the venue, and simultaneously in his mind.

【Student Cold, current month's family Spirit Crystal quota has been forcibly transferred.】

【Transferred amount: 2000 Low-Grade Spirit Crystals.】

【Current balance: 2000 Low-Grade Spirit Crystals.】

Two thousand!

When this number was coldly announced by the system, the atmosphere of the entire venue changed completely.

Countless people gasped, followed by heavy breathing like bellows.

Two thousand!

What kind of concept was that?

Two million Federation credits!

This money was enough to buy an entire building in a second-tier city!

Enough to let an ordinary person live without worry for a lifetime, no, ten lifetimes!

And now this huge sum of money had just landed so lightly into Wang Pingan's pocket alone.

Everyone's eyes changed.

Those Second-Rank Students who were originally shocked by Wang Pingan's strength now only had pure envy and fanaticism in their eyes.

And those Third-Rank Students standing in the front row, who themselves had extraordinary family backgrounds, had expressions that were uglier than the last.

Their gazes were no longer watching a show, but a form of scrutiny, a form of vigilance, and a form of undisguised hostility.

Wang Pingan's strength already made them feel threatened.

And this huge sum of money made them feel like they had needles pricking their backs.

With these resources, plus Wang Pingan's god-level talent, to what extent would Wang Pingan's strength inflate?

He would completely leave all his peers far behind!

This was something they absolutely could not tolerate.

For a time, undercurrents surged.

Wang Pingan could almost feel that a dozen gazes, carrying different emotions but equally malicious, had already locked onto him firmly.

Carrying a jade ring is a crime.

He was now that three-year-old child holding a gold ingot, walking in a busy market.

No.

He was not a child.

He was a prehistoric giant crocodile wearing sheep's clothing, having infiltrated a wolf pack.

Just when everyone thought that Wang Pingan would pocket this huge sum, return to Heaven Grade Room Number One, cultivate behind closed doors, and enjoy the fruits of his victory,

he made a move that almost made everyone's eyeballs pop out.

He walked off the stage.

Ignoring anyone's gaze.

He walked straight towards the top floor of the venue, in the direction of the VIP room belonging to the Chief Instructor.

What did he want to do?

Go thank the instructor?

Or go show off his strength?

Under the gaze of countless doubtful eyes, Wang Pingan stopped beside the loudspeaker below the VIP room.

He raised his head and looked up at that huge one-way floor-to-ceiling window.

He knew Thunderstorm was watching him from there.

"Instructor."

Wang Pingan's voice rang out again, calm, but carrying an unquestionable sincerity.

"I have a request."

Thunderstorm didn't speak, but everyone knew he was listening.

Wang Pingan took a deep breath; his voice was neither loud nor soft, but enough for everyone in the entire venue to hear clearly.

"I have just broken through to the middle stage of the Third-Rank, and my foundation is unstable."

"Suddenly obtaining two thousand Spirit Crystals is, for me, not a good thing, but rather a life-threatening poison."

"With an unsettled state of mind, and virtue not matching the position, disaster will surely arise."

As soon as these words came out, the whole venue was in an uproar!

What the hell?

Foundation unstable?

You f*cking broke the arm of a Third-Rank middle-stage person with one punch, and you call that an unstable foundation?

You got two thousand Spirit Crystals, and you say it's a life-threatening poison?

If you don't want it, you can give it to me!

My life is tough, I'm not afraid of poison!

Many Students in the crowd had their faces flushed purple, wanting to curse but not daring to.

The way he acted, it was simply fresh and unconventional.

Even Thunderstorm in the VIP room couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth slightly.

This kid is interesting.

Wang Pingan ignored the commotion below and continued to speak in his sincere tone.

"I implore the Instructor to customize a training plan for me, the most brutal and extreme one!"

"I am willing to turn over all these two thousand Spirit Crystals as 'training consumables' for this special training, and leave them entirely to you, Instructor, to manage!"

"Please, Instructor, fulfill my wish!"

After saying this, he bowed deeply towards the direction of the VIP room.

The whole world went quiet.

Everyone looked at Wang Pingan with eyes like they were looking at an alien.

Crazy.

This guy is definitely crazy!

People have seen gift-giving, people have seen bootlicking.

But never have they seen someone rushing to beg to be trained to death, and f*cking paying for it themselves!

What kind of spirit is this?

Is this internationalism spirit?

No.

This is pure insanity!

Those Third-Rank Students who were originally harboring malicious intentions towards Wang Pingan, pondering how to make a profit from him, were all stunned at this moment.

How can you still play this game?

He turned the money over to the public directly!

You can't exactly go and snatch it from the Chief Instructor, right?

This move of pulling the firewood from under the cauldron directly stifled all potential trouble in the cradle.

Brilliant.

Absolutely brilliant!

After a brief silence, an irrepressible discussion erupted in the venue.

"Holy crap, a god-tier person! I don't understand this move, but I am greatly shocked!"

"What is he after? He doesn't even want his life in order to become stronger?"

"This is a true martial arts fanatic! Compared to him, we are just playing house!"

For a moment, Wang Pingan's image in everyone's eyes instantly elevated from a "lucky upstart" to a "seeker who disregards everything for the martial path."

In the VIP room.

Thunderstorm's burly figure stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

He looked down at the upright figure below, the playfulness in his eyes growing even richer.

He had seen too many geniuses.

Arrogant ones, introverted ones, insidious ones, hypocritical ones.

But someone like Wang Pingan, this was his first time seeing.

This kid really wants to become stronger.

And he is truly, smart enough, ruthless enough.

Even ruthless to himself.

Interesting.

Too interesting.

An excellent "new toy" had just delivered itself to his doorstep.

"Good."

Thunderstorm's voice, carrying an irrepressible excitement, boomed through the loudspeaker equipment!

"I will fulfill your wish!"

"From today on, the training camp will separately open the S-Grade training plan codenamed 'Extreme Potential Squeeze' for you!"

"All the resources you turn over will be used to build the highest difficulty simulated training environment!"

"Wang Pingan, I hope you don't let me down."

"And I hope you can survive."

Thunderstorm's words caused the atmosphere in the venue to climb to its peak once again.

S-Grade training plan!

Everyone's gaze towards Wang Pingan changed completely.

Envy, jealousy, awe, and a trace of... pity.

Just then.

A small drone flew out from the VIP room's window and hovered in front of Wang Pingan.

On the drone's mechanical arm, a black data pad was clamped.

Wang Pingan reached out and took it.

A line of blood-red, shocking large characters lit up on the data pad's screen.

【S-Grade Training Plan: Extreme Potential Squeeze】

【Phase One Mission: B-3 Grade Simulated Battlefield: Beast Tide Siege】

【Mission Objective: Enter the simulated battlefield alone and survive for twenty-four hours under the siege of the Third-Rank Elite-Grade mutant beast tide.】

【Additional Objective: Slay the beast tide leader — Peak Third Grade mutant creature, 'Blood Howl'.】