Chapter 8: No Money and... A long-term free hostel voucher?

"So... Can you tell me a little about my father's death? ”

Just when Yu Sheng was looking around blankly in front of this empty and unoccupied lounge, the gloomy man was also sent by the squinting boy. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Of course," the blonde boy was mentally prepared this time, not frightened by his sudden appearance, and immediately nodded, "He hung up three days ago..."

After that, the rest of his life will go through some 'necessary corrections' of what happened before (such as the tentacle monster finally committing suicide...). Actually, yes, in the end he lost the meaning of survival) and then turned to Coleman. Soaron recounted it briefly, and the latter listened to all the words with a blank face, and finally nodded noncommittally.

"That's how it happened... That's the last thing he wants me to give you. The blonde boy handed the gloomy man the box containing two photographs, a letter, and an old diary, and smiled and gestured.

That is, constantly sparring with each other with your index finger and thumb...

"What's... Although I know that now is not the best time to talk about this... But..."

"Don't worry, I'll give you a reward that satisfies you," After cursoryly staring at the two photos, cursoryly flipping through the old diaries, and finally tearing open the envelope with trembling hands, taking out the letters and beginning to read them intently, the gloomy man who heard the blonde boy's words continued to read the letters in his hand carefully, and said lightly without raising his head: "What you brought me is far from being measurable by money... They are very important to me, thank you, boy. ”

"You're welcome~" Yu Sheng smiled expectantly when he heard this, "So... What is the exact amount of this payment that you are going to pay? ”

"The value of this courier you brought me to me cannot be measured in terms of money, so..."

And the gloomy man's face showed a slight look of embarrassment...

“… I'm not going to pay for it with 'money'... In fact, I don't have any money to pay you, and most of my assets have been turned into 'lab materials' for my research projects..."

“… Can I understand that my trip is in vain? The blonde boy glared at the dead fish again, and his tone was full of unpleasantness: "Ah... I can't believe the tentacle monster or something..."

"You idiot, didn't you listen to what people say?" Ascalon, who was floating around the room with some curiosity, also rolled his eyes when he heard this, and then said with a humble eye: "He just said that he doesn't plan to pay you with 'money'... It's not that he's going to pay his debts~"

"Huh? But now I just want a bill... Forget it," the blonde boy also retorted to the girlish phantom with a false eye, although here he turned his head to look at the gloomy man who looked a little embarrassed and said, "Uncle, let's talk about what you plan to give me first."

"You call me uncle? I'm only thirty-six this year..."The gloomy man showed a wrecked expression that was extremely incommensurate with him, and then immediately reverted to his original look... The face of being owed money was even more cruel, and said lightly: "Although I don't have any money for the time being, the things I give you are definitely more valuable to you than those things that are full of copper smell... I just have a few Union College special spots on hand..."

"Can this thing be resold?" Before the gloomy man finished speaking, the blonde boy interrupted him directly with an excited face and asked a question that made him suddenly confused, "I see a lot of luxury cars lined up outside the door... This quota should be able to sell for a good price if it is thrown out for auction, right? ”

“… I don't know this very well, no one has ever done this..."The gloomy man made up the picture that the blonde boy said, and a large amount of cold sweat suddenly flowed from his forehead.

“… No one has ever done this before, and there are no rules in terms of school rules... But if you do that, you and the person who bought the quota will be tied to the top of the astronomical tower by the teachers in charge of admissions and air-dried into sausages... So I don't recommend that you do that. ”

"Huh? Then I want this quota to be useful? After hearing this, the excitement on Yu Sheng's face suddenly disappeared, and he re-revealed an expression of residual thoughts, "Can I still use this place to be a student here?" … I'm penniless now, and I can't even afford Nima's tuition! ”

Then he remembered some fat uncle who was delirious and should still be lying in a dark and uninhabited alley...

“… No, although it can't be said to be penniless... But I still can't even afford to pay for tuition! ”

"You don't have to worry about this, the special enrollment is tuition-free." Only thirty-six-year-old Coleman. When Professor Soaron heard this, he suddenly showed a 'flattering' expression that was extremely incommensurate with his own painting style... The rest of my life has seen similar expressions several times, on the face of a salesman who comes to sell insurance...

"And it's not just tuition-free... Even tuition, fees and accommodation are free of charge. ”

“… Rice? "The blonde boy's eyes lit up when he heard the words, 'tuition, fees, and accommodation are free,' and he asked a girl-shaped phantom beside him two steps away from him and put on an expression that I didn't know this guy.

"Food is included in the tuition and fees... However, this is limited to the three meals provided in the cafeteria, so you will need to buy them at other times or if you want to eat some specific dishes. ”

Although he didn't know what the blonde boy with his head down in front of him was thinking, the gloomy uncle answered his question anyway.

"Hmm... It's not the result I want, but it's barely acceptable..."Yu Sheng nodded with satisfaction after listening to it, "So... I'll accept your 'reward'~ Anyway, do you have to go through any procedures? I won't have to queue up for a number or something..."

"No, the special admissions are directly led to the admissions office by the professor who is the recommender..."Seeing that the blonde boy with this strange idea and his values that seemed to be different from most normal people before the meeting finally accepted his 'reward', the gloomy professor uncle also breathed a sigh of relief.

He had never met an capable person at this age who heard the words 'special recruitment quota of the United Academy', not only did he not cry and wanted to accept it, but his first reaction was to take it out and sell it for money... I guess if he let other teachers and students in other United Colleges know about this idea, he will be beaten to death in the first place... Would you like to remind him?

Then the next sentence of the rest of his life made him dispel this well-intentioned idea.

"Well~ Anyway, won't the free meals here be hard to eat?"

The blonde boy asked curiously as he looked at the gloomy professor whose lips twitched.

"If it's really hard to eat... Can I come up to you for dinner? Teachers' meals should be much better than students', right? ”

Yes... I guess everyone has guessed the rest of their thoughts... Now he's penniless, and he's alone... Well, with an aunt and grandmother in this unfamiliar United City, there must be a place to stay, right?

And look at the scale of this castle... The dormitories provided here shouldn't be too bad, right? The big deal is that it's a free hotel, so you can sleep in the evening and have a meal, and the rest of the time you can hang out... Oh no, it's looking for an opportunity to make money.

He didn't want to 'waste' too much time in this place...

However... Is this 'special enrollment place' of the United Academy really just a bed and a long-term free meal ticket for the rest of your life?