This guy actually wants to equip everyone with a special training room.
"No, no, no, Boss Mo Tian, we don't want each of us to have a special training room. We can have one for ten of us. Even if we don't have one, it doesn't matter."
"Yes, yes, this is an elite class. I entered the elite class."
"You no longer have to worry about not being admitted to colleges and universities. I am an elite, an elite."
The ten students were extremely excited. Among nearly a hundred classes in fifth grade, they were ranked first. This honor is enough to make them proud for a lifetime.
If it weren't for Mo Tian, they would have no qualifications at all. Everyone started calling Mo Tian the boss.
"Since you don't mind, let's share a room for two people." Mo Tian immediately booked five special training rooms, with 40,000 credits left, and was about to continue using them, but the principal said: "The one with the highest hunting points, alone
As a reward, there is a special training room where three or four people can practice at the same time.
"Principal, you can't." Zhou Pan's face was full of jealousy: "There are only a few special training rooms, and there are only so many people in Class 17, and Class 1 every five years is also the school's elite."
"Shut up, I haven't settled the accounts with you for what you did." The principal immediately interrupted Zhou Pan and turned to Mo Tian with a smile on his face: "Come to my place when you have time and let's chat."
"I will find time." Mo Tian looked at Xiao Kexin and said with a smile: "You are homeless now, so you should join Class 17."
Turning around, Mo Tian looked at Zeng Aniu: "And you and your sister, please come too. Well, there seem to be more people."
Mo Tian shook his head: "Forget it, Xiao Kexin, please use all the remaining credits according to everyone's situation. There is no need to waste it."
Of the 40,000 points, there are still a full 40,000 points left, just spread them out, and evenly distributed to everyone, there are thousands.
At this time, everyone was shocked. These resources were enough to make a person a warrior.
Those who left Class 17 began to feel annoyed, with bitter expressions on their faces. The elite class is a privilege and a compliment.
It's a pity that they missed it in vain,
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There are many rules for hunting. For example, students must sell blood materials worth one-tenth of their credits to the school based on their credits.
Or, you can use blood materials to directly convert them into credits to improve your class ranking.
All these things were ignored by Elite Class 17. The principal opened an always-lit green door for them.
As for those doubts, they were directly suppressed by the principal.
Behind the hunting platform, the principal, Hu Yu and some other school teachers boarded the Motian battleship and fired towards the school.
The white-haired principal looked at the structure of the battleship and couldn't help but take a breath. The combat effectiveness of this battleship was more powerful than he expected.
"If I hadn't stopped you just now." The white-haired principal remembered that he almost made a move before and couldn't help but speak.
Mo Tian sat aside and said disapprovingly: "I really want to know the power of this ship."
The white-haired principal's mouth twitched. If a fight had just started, the consequences would be disastrous.
"I really want to thank you this time. If it weren't for you, I don't know how many students would have died." The principal got straight to the point and didn't delay.
"Tell me why you brought so many teachers to talk to me." Mo Tian didn't want to say anything that was neither salty nor bland.
The principal smiled awkwardly: "The Imperial Alliance is the mortal enemy of mankind. They urgently want to know about us, and we also want to know about them. I hope you can retell the battle with them. It is best to tell us the place where their bones are buried. What is the impact of their corpses on us?
We are of great use."
"Principal, don't say I'm attacking you. Any one of them can easily kill anyone in the fifth grade, and they are just losers from a small village, not even geniuses."
Upon hearing Mo Tian's words, all the teachers burst into disbelief, with expressions of disbelief and contempt on their faces, thinking that Mo Tian was exaggerating.
It's well known that orcs are strong, but they can't be this strong.
"I know you don't believe it." Mo Tian raised his hand, and the body of the camouflage boy appeared in front of everyone.
Everyone's eyes widened when they saw that it was actually a space backpack. Only the principal and some powerful instructors had this kind of thing, and Mo Tian also had it.
Immediately afterwards, Mo Tian took out another backpack, and the body of the orc boy also appeared.
The white-haired principal was not surprised by the space backpack. Instead, he carefully looked at the two corpses and listened to Mo Tian continue: "These two people are worth fifteen thousand credits each, which is the value calculated by the optical brain."
Immediately afterwards, Mo Tian moved his hand again, and the beast's corpse appeared: "This is worth 20,000 credits."
The white-haired principal had a sharp eye, and his face became increasingly ugly as he looked at the corpses one after another.
From the surface, he could tell that these three people were extraordinary, and the so-called elites in the fifth grade could not compare with them.
Especially when he saw the beast's cry, the principal couldn't help but tighten his fists. If the beast's cry had not been killed by Mo Tian, the threat to them would have been too great.
"This is the fact. If this emperor didn't have some tricks, he would have died a long time ago." Mo Tian raised his hand and put the bodies of the three people into his backpack, looking at the principal and the others with a smile on his face.
"Classmate Mo Tian, can this be donated to the school and handed over to higher-level human beings for analysis?" A teacher couldn't help but said, the value of this body was so great that someone almost couldn't help but snatch it away.
"Although I killed the orcs and received corresponding rewards, this is not enough. Don't you want to express your gratitude?"
After hearing Mo Tian's words, everyone couldn't help but sigh and thought to themselves that it was simply impossible to take away these three corpses without any loss.
"Hey." The white-haired principal sighed: "I see that you are just one step away from becoming a warrior, so I allow you to go to the third floor of the library to pick out a book of exercises and a book of martial arts. Moreover, these three orc corpses, on behalf of the school, I
How about buying three corpses for S$400 million?"
After the principal in white finished speaking, all the instructors stared at Mo Tian eagerly, hoping that Mo Tian would agree.
"For a dignified principal to lower his face and cry about poverty, would it be disrespectful to him?" Mo Tian sighed and nodded: "Forget it, take it if you want."
He knew that the price of these three corpses must be more than this, but he did not want to pursue this matter further.
"Thank you very much." The principal in white glanced at the battleship and said with a smile, "If you feel that you are at a disadvantage, I can give you a higher price for the battleship."
"Get lost." Mo Tian laughed and cursed.
The battleship quickly arrived at the roof of the library. The principal in white and a group of tutors reluctantly got off the battleship. They couldn't hide their love for it, but they insisted that Mo Tian had no choice but to give up.
Mo Tian got off the battleship and went straight to the third floor of the library. When he stepped into the library, Mo Tian searched everywhere, and finally found a not thick book in the corner, which was "Blood God Technique"
"There are only three levels. How many levels does this book have and how to get it?" Mo Tian thought about it, then shook his head and said: "It is enough to cultivate to the third level peak. It is enough for the time being."
After choosing the technique, Mo Tian walked towards the martial arts bookshelf.