Deities Are All Just My Food
Chapter 186 - 109: Lin Baici, 18 Years Old, Is a Hungry Person!_3

Chapter 186: Chapter 109: Lin Baici, 18 Years Old, Is a Hungry Person!_3

"What tea?"

Hu Wenwu didn’t understand.

"Tea ceremony master."

Xu Daguan explained to Hu Wenwu.

While Room 902 was evaluating the girls in their class, the girls in the dormitory were also discussing the boys in their own class, but the main topics revolved around Lin Baici, Qian Jiahui, and Fang Mingyuan, with even Xu Daguan getting mentioned. Only Liu Yu went completely unnoticed, his name not even remembered.

"How many girlfriends do you think Lin Baici had in high school?"

A short-haired girl was very curious.

"At least five or six, right?"

Pei Fei felt that Lin Baici would definitely be popular with the girls, especially when he smiles.

"Five or six? Who do you think you’re underestimating!"

While applying a facial mask, Ji Xinyan interjected, "You have to add another ten after that!"

"Isn’t that a bit of an exaggeration? Even changing girlfriends every month wouldn’t be enough time in three years."

Pei Fei was shocked.

"He is quite handsome, but his family background doesn’t seem that good. Once in university, girls aren’t as naive as they were in high school, so I don’t think his potential is as good as Qian Jiahui’s!"

Bai Jiao assessed.

"You mean money power, right?"

Ji Xinyan chuckled. That Qian Jiahui wears branded clothing worth over fifty thousand yuan in total.

"Lin Baici’s family isn’t well-off?"

Some girls didn’t understand where this conclusion came from.

"Didn’t he buy water for everyone during military training? He should be alright, right?"

Pei Fei added.

"It’s not that it’s bad, just average, right?"

Bai Jiao changed to a more tactful expression. She had seen many boys in the school pretending to be rich while their parents worked hard outside and couldn’t even afford meat and vegetables.

Lin Baici’s clothes, which looked like market stall goods, said it all. Qian Jiahui was different. Even someone pretending to be rich couldn’t buy so many luxury goods because the quality was too high.

When Bai Jiao said this, Ji Xinyan almost split her face mask from laughing.

Average family background?

That was a man to whom a kimchi girl offered to give a luxury car worth two million yuan and booked a deluxe suite in a five-star hotel for a whole year.

Ji Xinyan had seen many sycophants, but none at the level of the kimchi girl.

To say that Lin Baici won a woman’s undying loyalty just with his looks and physique?

Ji Xinyan would never believe it.

This hungry Lin must have some exceptional qualities.

Right, he didn’t wear a Rolex today. Probably doesn’t want to show off his wealth, right?

She hadn’t noticed before, but he was quite low-key.

"What do you guys think about that Xu Daguan?"

"As a broadcaster with hundreds of thousands of fans, he must be quite something, right?" the short-haired girl asked with some anticipation, having heard that broadcasting could be very lucrative.

"Too narcissistic!"

Pei Fei disliked Xu Daguan. His self-introduction lasted a full twenty minutes, turning it into a personal press conference.

"Not really, I think he’s quite confident. Didn’t he also say that if anyone wants to try broadcasting, they could look him up for help?"

Short-haired girl was a bit hopeful.

"Xinyan, Jiaozi, what do you think?"

"Hmph!"

Bai Jiao didn’t want to talk about that kind of person, it was simply beneath her.

Ji Xinyan didn’t join the conversation at all, completely engrossed in applying her face mask, thinking to herself that this short-haired girl was too naïve. She would definitely suffer a big loss during her four years at university.

"Didn’t our counselor ask us to think about nominees for class committee positions in the next few days? Does anyone want to run for class president?"

Pei Fei wanted to be class president to pave the way for her future job search.

"Pei, don’t even think about the position of class president. With so many guys in our class, if it comes to a vote, everyone will definitely choose Lin Baici!"

Ji Xinyan advised, "This is even if Lin Baici doesn’t campaign. If he does, half the girls will switch sides and support him!"

"Exactly, he’s handsome and generous, and he also shot a mad dog to save someone. If he’s not class president, people would say our class is blind!"

"We’ve all drunk his water!"

"Damn, he couldn’t have been trying to bribe us back then, could he?"

The girls chattered away.

"Pfft!"

Ji Xinyan really laughed her face mask off this time – bribing you with a few bottles of mineral water?

Who do you think you are?

If Lin Baici were to make a move, it would definitely be a lavish dinner averaging five hundred yuan per person; otherwise, it wouldn’t match the Rolex on his wrist.

...

The weekend passed, and the freshmen officially started their classes.

Compared to high school, university classes were much freer, though attendance was often required.

Qian Jiahui got caught by the calculus teacher for skipping class because he slept in on the second day.

Fang Mingyuan said he could sign in for him in the future, but Qian Jiahui waved his hand and said it was unnecessary.

Why bother with all that trouble?

Just find the principal once at the end of the term and it will be sorted.

Qian Jiahui’s carefree attitude made Xu Daguan envious to death, prompting him to work even harder on his live streaming career, as it was his only chance to change his destiny.

On Tuesday at noon, while Lin Baici was eating in the cafeteria, he received a call from Xia Hongyao.

"The reward for killing Black Shark Triton and handing over the God’s bones has been approved, totaling eleven million yuan. Give me a bank account number, and I’ll have finance transfer the money to you!"

"That quick?"

Lin Baici was surprised, and the amount made his eyebrows raise – it was more than he expected.

"Yes, there’s also a reward of a hundred Meteorite Coins for surrendering God’s bones. I’ll bring them to you next time I see you!"

Xia Hongyao explained, "Hurry up and give me a bank account number!"

"Okay!"

Lin Baici sent his bank card number to High Ponytail via WeChat.

Three minutes later, he got a message prompt.

Your card ending in 6012 received an income of 11,000,000 yuan from Industrial and Commercial Bank of China (transferred from another bank) on September 22 at 12:31, with a balance of 11,038,876.25 yuan.

The remitter’s name: Jiuzhou Security Bureau, and their account’s last digits: 0100 [ICBC].

"One, ten, hundred..."

Lin Baici counted the zeroes – no mistake, eleven million!

With this money, he could buy a house in Haijing.

Happy.

"I’ve received the money, thank you!"

"Thanks for what? It’s what you deserve!"

Hearing the noise on Lin Baici’s end, Xia Hongyao guessed he was eating: "I won’t disturb you any further. I’ll take you to that nice place after I finish my work in a few days."

"By the way, a lot of mad dogs have appeared near your school, along with two corpses with their internal organs removed. It must be the work of Taboo things, so keep an eye out for me."

"Alright!"

Ending the call with Xia Hongyao, Lin Baici couldn’t wait even a moment longer and immediately called his mother.