Starting Cultivation in Wasteland-Chapter 512 - 382: I Saved You

Sister Mary said, "What a pity," but her expression didn’t show any pity at all.

On the contrary, there was a somewhat playful look in her eyes.

Qu Jianlei couldn’t be bothered to respond, thinking, just a Modified Warrior who can’t stomach Exotic Beast Meat, shouldn’t you be the one feeling pitiful?

However, Zi Jiu Immortal sighed softly and spoke expressionlessly, "Sister Mary, is today’s food not good?"

Upon hearing this, Sister Mary’s face changed slightly. After knowing the female professor for so many years, when had she ever heard her speak like this?

Ziu Jiu Immortal, who had always been gentle and elegant, now actually disliked her speaking too much?

She knew the other’s character, speaking like this already showed extreme dissatisfaction.

Sister Mary awkwardly smiled, "Jiu Immortal, I was just concerned about you, it seems like I was wrong."

After saying this, she stood up and slowly left—her slow pace was because she wanted to hear an explanation from the other side.

All the Academy’s teachers knew, although Zi Jiu Immortal had high cultivation level and potential, she possessed great poise.

However, it was unfortunate that even after she returned to her seat, she never got an explanation from the other.

Zi Jiu Immortal was very confident as she told Qu Jianlei, "Try it, the Academy’s food is very famous."

Qu Jianlei took a bite, and couldn’t help but twitch his mouth: you call this delicious?

This taste... is really hard to describe, there’s nothing particularly strong, but it’s rather odd.

Primarily, it’s very bland. Qu Jianlei’s former self liked gourmet food, could tolerate original flavors, but at least add some salt?

It’s as if Zi Jiu Immortal heard his inner thoughts, "Does it taste bland?"

"A bit," Qu Jianlei nodded, "It doesn’t seem appetizing at all."

"Then eat more vegetables and less rice," Zi Jiu Immortal nonchalantly replied, "Dishes high in salt are for heavy physical laborers."

Qu Jianlei was left speechless, actually, on Blue Star, he had heard a similar saying.

Some say that one could judge a family’s financial condition or background by the level of saltiness in their food.

Those who love heavy salt and oil couldn’t afford dishes at home, those who aren’t finicky about food have a bland taste.

But to him, this saying was nonsense; eating like this with beer, if not obesity, then electrolyte imbalance.

He helplessly smiled, "So many people awaken in the Imperial, I thought such prejudices didn’t exist."

Superpower Warriors not only perform heavy labor, being able to eat effectively enhances cultivation level.

Zi Jiu Immortal chewed two more mouthfuls and swallowed, nonchalantly answering.

"Just a kind of trend. Everyone lives under others’ scrutiny... isn’t that right?"

"Anyway, just this once," Qu Jianlei replied gloomily, then ate heartily.

When he finished, Zi Jiu Immortal had only eaten about half - mostly because her eating manners were very elegant.

Some teachers had been watching him, and seeing his way of eating couldn’t help but shake their heads: a bit uncouth.

Qu Jianlei didn’t care what they thought, eating quickly was a habit he painstakingly cultivated.

With more battle experiences, you learn that replenishing energy quickly is key!

But the Imperial’s trend is strange, it’s filled with slaughter, yet how did such a noble elegance develop?

After the two finished and left, someone quietly commented in the cafeteria.

"Zi Jiu Immortal rarely invites someone for a meal, and it’s a brute? Her taste is a bit... uh, off."

"The young man looks presentable, but unfortunately, he doesn’t have much cultivation and isn’t from a wealthy family..."

In the afternoon nothing particular happened; Qu Jianlei earnestly sorted through the Academy’s library.

One must admit, the title of First Academy is not in vain; the variety of professional books is truly ample.

Besides his interest in mechanical manufacturing and maintenance, and medicine, there were many books on Superpower Cultivation.

Regrettably, the threshold was too high, the former required various prerequisites, the latter required a vast amount of "Academy Contribution Points."

Qu Jianlei genuinely felt tempted; he considered for a moment, then asked Zi Jiu Immortal a question.

"If I work as a librarian at your academy, would I be allowed to read books at will?"

"No," Zi Jiu Immortal answered very bluntly.

However, she immediately added, "But both the threshold and contribution points can be bought... provided you’re willing to spend money."

"They can be bought?" Qu Jianlei was once again taken aback, the information barrier is so solid, yet someone dares to defy it?

"This is quite normal, isn’t it?" Zi Jiu Immortal casually responded, "There are always people with no ambition anywhere..."

"Especially those who are older, willing to make some money to enjoy their later years, to them, compared to cultivation, Silver Notes are more reliable."

Qu Jianlei was silent, and after a while, he slowly nodded, "Well, that’s also the case."

No need to make a fuss, in those top academies on Blue Star, such people abound.

There are indeed people seriously engaged in academia, but those muddling through... are overwhelmingly numerous.

If you can balance making money with academia, you’re already practically responsible.

Anyway, Qu Jianlei thinks, compared to his muddling through, those are the ones truly idling away.

As it was nearing the end of the workday, he said goodbye to Zi Jiu Immortal—why make things difficult for a fellow librarian?

Zi Jiu Immortal left the library with him, her expression changing as soon as they passed through the door.

Outside in the parking lot sat a large off-road vehicle with its windows rolled down.

An Chongfeng was seated in the driver’s seat, engrossed in a book.

Upon seeing them emerge, he glanced up once, expressionless, before returning to his reading.

Clearly, his focus wasn’t on the book; his intentions were evident.

"Tsk," Qu Jianlei clicked his tongue and sighed, unable to comprehend the other’s obsession—was being alive not good enough?

He then glanced at Zi Jiu Immortal, "You saw it yourself, don’t blame me... better head back early." 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

"Don’t," Zi Jiu Immortal understood; the guy was likely harboring murderous intent.

Not to mention whether Panda could kill him or not, the key point was that she couldn’t just sit by idly, "Let me contact the great-grandmother first."

She could personally escort Qu Jianlei home, but ignoring social considerations, she couldn’t possibly send Panda home every day, right?

Besides, she knew An Chongfeng a bit; he was relatively solitary and explosive. However, once he set his mind on something, he wouldn’t stop halfway.

Zi Jiu Immortal felt she couldn’t persuade An Chongfeng, especially since the other party was A-level, which made other school connections useless.

However, her great-grandmother was always cold but never let her down.

Normally, she might not be able to convince the elderly lady, but considering Panda’s situation... there should be an exception, right?

Zi Jiu Immortal managed to reach her great-grandmother, and as expected, the lady expressed decisively upon hearing.

"Got it, I’ll make arrangements. Remember to tell Panda to head back to the library first."

About two minutes after ending the call, An Chongfeng connected with his own watch, "Hello, Mr. Dean."

The dean wasn’t actually that old. It was just that after advancing to Supreme Level, he retired from being vice-dean and stepped back.

At the same time, the previous dean was transferred away. It was meant for him to focus on safeguarding the academy.

Suddenly, the communication watch erupted in angry roars that Qu Jianlei and Zi Jiu Immortal could faintly hear even without using superpowers.

The yelling lasted a full minute, and when An Chongfeng hung up and raised his head again, his face was filled with helplessness.

After pondering a bit, he opened the car door and stepped out, coming to stand by Qu Jianlei’s car.

Instead of paying attention to Qu Jianlei, he looked directly at Zi Jiu Immortal and spoke emotionlessly.

"I don’t know how you managed to sway the dean, but now I need to tell you, I’m really lacking money!"

"This time, you’ve thwarted me, but just let it go... I hope there won’t be a next time!"

Zi Jiu Immortal heard this, laughed angrily, quite unusually for someone who values composure.

"Lord An Chongfeng, as a colleague, I feel obliged to remind you of something... I didn’t thwart you, I saved you!"

"Saved me?" An Chongfeng was stunned upon hearing.

Zi Jiu Immortal ignored him, waving to Qu Jianlei, "Drive slowly, remember what I said."

The dean had already been informed and had stated his stance—if anyone was blind enough to challenge Panda, even killing someone wouldn’t cause much trouble.

"Alright," Qu Jianlei nodded, getting into his off-road vehicle.

Watching the vehicle leave in the dust, Zi Jiu Immortal finally refocused on An Chongfeng, speaking with an emotionless look.

"How much did Celt promise you?"

An Chongfeng hadn’t yet recovered from his shock. He steadied himself before speaking again, "You saved me?"

Zi Jiu Immortal stared at him for about ten seconds before her lips parted slightly, "What do you think could make the dean so enraged?"

Reflecting on this, An Chongfeng’s face instantly went pale, "Did I get caught up in a Supreme Level vortex?"

Zi Jiu Immortal didn’t respond, simply watching him silently.

After a moment of contemplation, An Chongfeng finally spoke slowly, "He promised me a huge sum of money... just to injure this person."

Zi Jiu Immortal said solemnly, "Whether he gets hurt or not isn’t important; what’s important is... you will die!"

Really? An Chongfeng’s eyes flashed with defiance, as he too harbored his own pride.

Being an Earth Attribute A-level, others might find injuring him easy, but killing him... that’s quite challenging.

Yet thinking of the enraged dean, he decided to accept this notion.

He sighed, "Thank you, Professor Zi Jiu Immortal, feel free to approach me with anything in the future."

Zi Jiu Immortal shook her head, sighed helplessly, "This time, I’ve paid a price not small either."

While things were straightforward with her great-grandmother, contacting the dean... would always incur a favor.

Supreme Level favors aren’t easily repayable, even if the debt wouldn’t be on her.

Moreover, her great-grandmother was inherently cold; next time she needs assistance, it would certainly be more difficult.

When Qu Jianlei arrived at the library, work hours had long ended—Green Water Academy was vast, coinciding with class endings and dinner time.

However, Granny Jia hadn’t left, still occupying her guard room.

Upon seeing Qu Jianlei enter, her expression became serious as she asked, "Your adversary, how are they connected to the Tru Conglomerate?"

(Updated to, end of the month, can we push for more monthly votes? There really isn’t double anymore.)