"Three hundred credits an hour? You might as well rob us!"
Hearing this, an Elite Student burst into furious curses. He looked at Xia Ping as if he were some kind of lunatic. The Gravity Chamber had only cost a hundred credits per hour before.
But in this guy's hands, the price had become three hundred credits an hour—a full three times higher. If that wasn't robbery, what was?
If Xia Ping could sell access at triple the price, he'd probably make several million credits this time. It was plain robbery. He was trying to get rich overnight.
A crowd of Elite Students glared at Xia Ping, the black-hearted merchant. At the thought of how many credits the guy could make, their eyes turned green with envy.
"If you don't want it, fine. I'll raise the price again tomorrow. If you still don't want it, it'll be five hundred credits an hour." Xia Ping remained calm, paying no attention to the poor Elite Student. The guy couldn't afford it anyway, and there would always be someone who could.
Besides, some Elite Students had a genuine need for the chambers. They were right at a cultivation bottleneck, and without the help of a Gravity Chamber, they probably wouldn't be able to break through and advance further.
Raise it again? Five hundred credits an hour tomorrow?!
Many of them were completely dumbfounded. They thought Xia Ping had gone completely insane. How could he even name such a price? Raising it threefold wasn't enough for him—now he wanted to raise it fivefold? Did he think credits grew on trees?!
"Xia Ping, you black-hearted merchant! You want to charge five hundred credits? You're crazy about making money. Anyone who agrees to pay that much for access to your Gravity Chamber is an idiot."
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