No Money for Martial Arts University? Slaughtering Through the Border in High Martial World
Chapter 342

Sponsors-It's Reasonable to Collect a Little Interest, Right?

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Look at the transfer information popping up on the Star Ring light screen, and the long and dazzling string of "0"s.

Yan Zhan The hand pressing the send button froze in mid-air.

"One, ten, one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand... one hundred million?"

This battle-experienced Sovereign Realm strongman's eyes widened at this moment, and his breathing suddenly became rapid.

He stared at the string of numbers, fearing that he would be blind and count the wrong digits.

One hundred million star coins!

What was he cursing in his voice just now?

Say Lin Feng's brain is damaged?

That he can't afford this huge sum of money?

Yan Zhan blushed, swiped to the left, and instantly canceled the minute-long message with extremely fast hand speed.

"Ahem... this boy is really not joking."

Looking at the empty chat interface, Yan Zhan laughed awkwardly into the air.

With this free capital injection, the face of Finance Ministry Joint Committee's stubborn bunch is nothing!

Lin Feng did not go through the empire's slow approval process, but directly went through StarNet's underground Black Market to issue a reward for the urgent project at a price double the market price.

There must be a brave man under a heavy reward.

Only half a day later.

"Boom!"

Over Meteorite Special Training Camp.

Twelve giant engineering starships descended on the ruins of Special Training Camp.

From receiving the order to the arrival of Warp Jump across the galaxy, the efficiency of this Black Market engineering team is astonishingly fast!

The hatches opened wide, and thousands of heavy-duty engineering mechas poured down, immediately engaging in enthusiastic reconstruction work everywhere in Base Camp.

The first thing that started to be reshaped was the heart of Base Camp.

Total energy pool!

"Open the energy injection valve! Full power output!" Black Market, the contractor, shouted through the loudspeaker.

Three transport ships loaded with strategic-grade supplies were connected end to end in mid-air. Huge mechanical pipes were protruded and docked accurately at the exhausted entrance of the underground source vein.

The next second, tens of thousands of tons of high-purity liquid origin were frantically injected into the underground source veins.

Buzz!

As the liquid source was poured in, a dull groan came from the originally dead Special Training Camp underground.

After a while, all paralyzed facilities in Base Camp were restored at the same time!

The energy mist filling the entire Base Camp air is even richer and several times stronger than before it was exhausted!

Take a deep breath and feel refreshed.

The instructors and students who were watching were all dumbfounded. They all opened their mouths wide and greedily breathed in the energy floating in the air.

But at this moment, Lin Feng, who was the biggest contributor in the audience, quietly left the noisy square and walked straight towards Gravity Tower, which was being rebuilt.

Gravity Tower is the core training facility of Special Training Camp. At this moment, several formation instructors are preparing to enter the core room of the tower base to restore the array.

"Dear instructors, thank you for your hard work."

Lin Feng walked over slowly with his hands behind his back, a gentle smile on his face.

"Lin Feng? What are you doing here? People waiting in the core room are not allowed to enter."

A formation instructor subconsciously frowned to stop him.

Lin Feng sighed, took out the electronic receipt symbolizing "wholly sponsored" from his space belt, and waved it in front of a few people.

"Everyone, Chief Instructor Yan should have informed you, right? As the sole wholly-owned investor of the Gravity Tower reconstruction project, I enjoy the highest supervisory authority."

"Now, I need to conduct an independent underlying architecture assessment of the core formation room."

"You guys, go to the outside and be responsible for laying the lines. Leave the inside to me."

Several instructors looked at each other.

Those who eat are soft-mouthed and those who take advantage of others are short-handed.

Not to mention taking a look at the core room, even if he wanted to dismantle and rebuild it in Gravity Tower, Yan Zhan would probably hold his nose and admit it.

"Okay, then please be careful and don't touch the main control crystal. The array is very fragile."

The instructors shook their heads helplessly, turned around and retreated, freeing up the core room.

After confirming that the door was completely locked and all surveillance probes blocked, the smile on Lin Feng's face instantly faded.

He walked to the center of the gravity array, his eyes becoming deep and sharp.

Turning his wrist, a miniature Formation Disk with a dark luster quietly appeared in his palm.

This is the high-end contraband that Lin Feng bought with a huge sum of money just now when Black Market posted a reward for the project underground at StarNet.

Miniature Reverse Formation.

This hidden magic circle is extremely insidious. It is cleverly and secretly connected in parallel with the main control circuit, and is perfectly integrated into the Gravity Tower's operating system like a parasite.

It has two extremely incredible functions.

First, it can perfectly absorb the violent overload energy generated by Gravity Tower due to overload operation.

These destructive energies that would originally destroy the array circuit will be swallowed up by the array and converted into mild backup source power, which will feed back to Gravity Tower itself, greatly increasing the facility's endurance limit.

But this is just an appearance used to deceive others.

Its real core function is: drawing blood!

Any Martial Artist who enters Gravity Tower practice will inevitably dissipate and evaporate the energy, blood and force in his body when he resists high-pressure gravity and challenges his own limit.

All the energy that had escaped in the past was wasted in the air.

But now, as long as someone is practicing hard in the tower, this hidden magic circle will be activated silently, draining away the energy and bloodline of these talented people.

Subsequently, the array will purify and compress these energies, and continuously gather them along the dark lines into the micro-storage at the bottom for Lin Feng to access at any time!

In other words, from now on, as long as the entire elite of Special Training Camp sweats in Gravity Tower, they will unknowingly work for Lin Feng for free, acting as his humanoid "power bank"!

"It's done."

Half an hour later, the last rune disappeared under the metal plate.

Lin Feng clapped his hands with satisfaction. Looking at the seemingly normal core array, the curvature of the corners of his mouth became more and more obvious.

"I'll invest the money and receive some interest to support myself. Isn't it reasonable?"

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